"If I guessed correctly, this should be a fragment of an immortal-level formation."
Ye Feng observed it carefully for a long time and suddenly said.
It looks like a stone, but it is actually made of immortal materials. The formation patterns engraved inside have been damaged. Ye Feng found some familiar traces of formation patterns in it, which are similar to some formations he encountered in the Fire Sun Jedi.
The approach is very similar.
"I don't understand the formation, please put it away." Yinwu said.
Even though they were fragments, they were still part of the fairy-level formation. Some of the damaged formation patterns inside were of great reference value, but Yin Wu was not tempted and wanted to give them to Ye Feng directly.
"After all, you discovered this thing. If you give it to Senior Liu Yi, he will definitely be ecstatic." Ye Feng said.
Yin Wu suddenly looked at him and said, "I gave it to you, aren't you happy?"
Ye Feng was stunned. His nerves had been very tense along the way, so he didn't think much about anything else. Now everything finally became smoother. He was not an emotional fool, so he naturally felt it from Yinwu's body.
Got something special.
Seeing Ye Feng's eyes meeting hers, Yin Wu's efforts to calm down began to panic again. She looked away and said: "Without you, I wouldn't have been able to get here, so the things I found are also for you.
As it should be.”
"In that case, I won't be polite." Ye Feng smiled and wanted to put this fairy-level formation fragment into the Qiankun bag.
However, the fragment that seemed to be only the size of a head did not move at all, and Ye Feng's spiritual thoughts failed to roll it up.
He immediately opened the Zi Mansion and put it into the Creation Furnace.
What he really cares about is not the formation pattern in this fairy-level formation fragment, but the material that is made from it.
The treasures he found were all put into his pocket. Ye Feng also felt a little embarrassed, so he took out a jade slip and engraved a copy of the broken formation patterns in the fragments of the fairy-level formation. He also took out a jade bottle and put some in it.
The Fire Sun Immortal Essence was handed to Yin Wu.
"You can give the jade slip to Senior Liu Yi when the time comes, as a way of thanking him for the formations he gave me. The Fire Sun Immortal Essence can be given to your immortal master, and it may be useful to him." Ye Feng said.
Yinwu looked at Ye Feng, then reached out to take it and put it into the Qiankun bag.
"Look again to see if there are any other fragments." Ye Feng rubbed his hands excitedly.
Perhaps because the battle was too brutal, Ye Feng and Yin Wu found another fragment of the immortal-level formation that was only the size of a palm, but found nothing else.
"It's a worthwhile trip." Ye Feng was very excited. It can be said that he gained a lot from crossing the Fire Sun Jedi.
After cracking two more formations, Ye Feng and Yin Wu finally stepped onto the top of the Black Ridge.
The space on the top of the mountain is very vast, and it is still within the scope of the intact immortal formation. Looking from a bird's eye view, the foot of the mountain can no longer be seen. I wonder how majestic and tall this black ridge is.
Looking up, in the central area of the Fire Sun Jedi, there is not only this black ridge, but there are nine black ridges in detail, like a prostrate black dragon, enclosing a valley.
"Is the Nine Dragons Immortalization the work of the great master of the Immortal Formation?"
Ye Feng couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Every black ridge was a perfect immortal formation. The nine immortal formations were combined together, and their power converged in one place, sealing the valley enclosed in the center.
Fortunately, there was no one in charge of this formation, otherwise he would have been protected by the Creation Furnace, and he would have been crushed into powder in an instant, and even the powerful people in the Celestial Realm would not be able to compete with him.
"Let's go and see the deepest secret of the Fire Sun Jedi." Ye Feng walked in front, followed closely by Yin Wu and Xiao Long.
In the valley surrounded by nine black ridges, the atmosphere is peaceful and quiet. The criss-crossing formations are imprinted in the void, like a chessboard. Ye Feng carefully uses the fire of immortality to burn down the space without touching the power that caused the formations to spurt out.
In this valley.
"Someone!"
Suddenly, his footsteps stopped abruptly, and a chill ran down his spine, making his hair stand on end.
Yinwu and Xiaolong were also startled. They stared at each other and saw a figure leaning against a huge rock with his head lowered.
"He was injured and bleeding."
After walking in carefully, Ye Feng saw clearly that the man was wearing a purple shirt, and his left chest was pierced by a broken war spear, nailing him to the rock behind him.
Scarlet blood dripped from the punctured wound and fell to the ground, but disappeared strangely.
When this scene fell into the eyes, it made people feel horrified and felt a little evil.
No one has ever entered the central area of the Fire Sun Jedi since ancient times. How did this person appear?
Ye Feng could sense the majestic vitality flowing in the other person's body, as if he was still alive and not dead.
He and Yin Wu stood far away, not daring to move rashly.
Until a long time passed, the man in purple shirt kept his head lowered and did not make any movement.
Ye Feng carefully observed the formation patterns around him, suddenly understood, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"This man is dead," he said.
"There is clearly a majestic life flowing in the body, how could it be a dead person?" Yin Wu was very confused.
"There is something strange about the array pattern nearby. His blood flows out, is absorbed by the array pattern, and then transformed and transferred into his body. Repeatedly, the vitality can be preserved for endless years and still flow majesticly."
The methods of formation are infinitely mysterious, and things that are beyond common sense that ordinary people cannot understand can be accomplished through formations.
Ye Feng approached cautiously. There were no attack-type formations around the purple-robed figure, but the corpse was filled with vast immortal power that could not be erased by time. After a few hundred meters away, he was suppressed and blocked by the immortal power and continued to approach.
If so, the body and spirit would seem to be crushed.
Along the way, the creation furnace was repeatedly activated, and the spirit of creation was restored with the help of the essence of the fairy medicine. Ye Feng immediately sacrificed the divine furnace to resist the suppression of the immortal power, and walked to the purple-shirted corpse.
This is a middle-aged man, with majestic vitality surging in his body, but his soul has long since died, and his body has remained immortal for an unknown amount of time.
What pierced his chest and nailed him to the rock was a broken war spear, all dark red. It was obviously a powerful weapon with incredible power, and this was how the middle-aged man in purple died.
"Since the senior has been dead for endless years, please forgive the rudeness of the junior. I need this war spear to build a powerful weapon."
Ye Feng saluted to the body of the middle-aged man in purple, and then stretched out his hand to try to pull out the broken war spear. However, the war spear was so heavy that with his tyrannical strength, he could not move it at all.
After several attempts, Ye Feng had no choice but to give up. He saw a jade slip next to the left hand of the body of the middle-aged man in purple.
Ye Feng picked up the jade slip, and then quickly retreated, leaving the range filled with immortal power to minimize the consumption of the spirit of creation.
The jade slip should have been left behind by the middle-aged man in purple shirt before he died. It records the ins and outs of some things.
The middle-aged man in purple shirt was named Xuanyuan Long. He came from an ancient family in the Eight Wilderness World. While participating in the war of the Nine Great Worlds, he was attacked by a powerful Zhu family who also came from the Eight Wilderness World and died here.
From the information recorded in the jade slips, we know that Xuanyuan Long is the great master of immortal-level formations. The strong man of the Zhu family who attacked him is named Zhu Yinglong. Both of them are in the heavenly realm, but Xuanyuanlong is an early-stage immortal, and Zhu Yinglong is an immortal.
Peak state.
Xuanyuan Long has a transcendent talent. He became an immortal at the age of forty and reached the Immortal Realm at the age of sixty. He is also from an ancient family in the Eight Wilderness World. The Zhu family did not want to see him grow up, so they took advantage of the opportunity on the battlefield of the Nine Realms.
Get rid of him.
Although Zhu Yinglong's cultivation far surpassed him, he was extremely accomplished in formations. He counterattacked before his death and blew up the immortal level formation, shattering Zhu Yinglong's immortal body. He then set up a peerless formation to destroy his natal immortal spirit.
Seal suppression.
However, after Xuanyuan Long was attacked by a sneak attack, his natal immortal spirit was crushed into nothingness. Even though he was immortal as an immortal, his life had come to an end.
"Xuanyuan Long, Zhu Yinglong?..."
Both of them have the word "dragon" in their names. Perhaps they were destined to be in conflict with each other. The two dragons fought each other and died together tens of millions of years ago.
Xuanyuan Long left this jade slip, hoping that the person who got the jade slip could tell the Xuanyuan family in the Bahuang world about the secret attack and murder by Zhu Yinglong, and then the Xuanyuan family would be grateful.
Obviously, this is an open and secret struggle between two ancient families in a big world.
On the stone wall erected in the primitive mountain forest of Dongzhou, Ye Feng remembered that among the hundreds of names of the powerful immortals who participated in the Nine Realms War, there were two people, Xuanyuan Long and Zhu Yinglong.
The secrets about other worlds were too unbelievable. Ye Feng pondered for a moment and did not intend to tell Yin Wu these things.
Yinwu didn't ask any more questions. There were too many ancient secrets in the world of Jiuyang Continent. Even though the Demon Lord was the first person in ancient times, he couldn't know them in detail.
"I'm not a coolie." Ye Feng shook his head and put the jade slip into the Qiankun bag.
First, the Fei Emperor Tianxian in the Demon Suppressing Ancient Palace wanted someone to go to the Tiangong World to inform his sect of the death. Now it was Xuanyuan Long. They were not related to Ye Feng and did not give him any benefits. Ye Feng did not take it seriously at all.
Something happened.
After sacrificing the creation furnace, Ye Feng returned to Xuanyuan Long's body. When he found a Qiankun bag, he was immediately ecstatic. However, when he picked up the Qiankun bag, it was instantly turned into ashes by the wind.
Things also turned into dust and sand.
After searching around, there was no treasure except for the broken war spear, which made Ye Feng a little uninterested.
"Who will tell you if it's useless?" Ye Feng shrugged and left from Xuanyuan Long's body.
The center of the valley is where the base of the peerless formation of the Nine Dragons Immortals is located. The base of the formation is a black ancient bell. There are lifelike totems of strange beasts on the bell wall, suspended in mid-air, flashing with mysterious brilliance.
Being able to become the foundation of a peerless formation, this ancient black bell is undoubtedly a priceless treasure.
Before Xuanyuan Long died, he used this ancient bell to suppress Zhu Yinglong's natal immortal spirit, and used nine perfect immortal formations to form a peerless formation. After countless millions of years of annihilation, he may have already lost his soul.
"receive!"
Ye Feng activated the creation furnace in Zi Mansion to take away the black ancient bell, because it was a low-grade immortal weapon and its value was immeasurable in the Jiuyang World.
This ancient bell has no one to move it. It looks only the size of a fist, but it buzzes and trembles in mid-air, as heavy as a mountain.
Ye Feng and the Spirit of Creation worked together, and finally put it into the divine furnace after a lot of effort.
But at the moment the black ancient clock was taken away, a gust of dark wind suddenly struck.
"careful!"
Yin Wu on the side reminded loudly, but it was a step too late. The moment Ye Feng put the ancient clock into the divine furnace, a beam of light flew out from the ancient clock at an extremely fast speed and disappeared into Ye Feng's eyebrows in an instant.
"Hahaha, I have been sealed away for tens of millions of years and finally see the light of day again!"
The laughter, like a bell being struck, echoed in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness.
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