Rough sand hit his face, obscuring his mouth and nose, and the monk with inverted triangular eyes was half-buried in the sand. As soon as he took a breath, the gravel traveled down his nose and mouth to his throat, and he was speechless.
He half-squinted his eyes, with a look of hatred in his eyes. Those people actually maimed him and left him here as a bait to attract the trialists. Oh, he had to remember the faces of those people. If he could get out alive, he would definitely win.
Will not let them go.
The wind was howling, and as he looked around, he saw two figures flying towards this direction, and his inverted triangular eyes felt a strange sense of comfort in his heart, there would always be someone who would die before him.
Close.
Those people should be ready to make a move.
He saw the brilliance of the formation rising, but suddenly it seemed as if a gust of wind was flying past his face. Before he could think about it carefully, a dazzling thunder and lightning hit his front...
"Fuck!" Feng Shuichuan looked back and saw a thunder and lightning, his heart was beating fast, "Don't you want a token? As for chasing me for so long, I'll give it to you!"
Zhan Changfeng grabbed the token that flew towards him, but no pattern was formed at all. It was completely useless. It was worse than the token he just got from the people in ambush.
"Why are you still pursuing me? I gave it all to you!"
Zhan Changfeng's voice was cold and quiet, "You can speed up so fast, maybe you can give birth to the blessing of combat boots."
Feng Sichuan had goosebumps behind his ears, "Are you fucking sick? What the hell! I've been to the trial field three times and I haven't heard that blessings are related to the characteristics of the person you kill!"
"You have to experiment."
"..." Suddenly a little desperate.
Feng Shuchuan considers himself to be the best in terms of speed, and has been able to escape unscathed several times after entering the trial field. But who would have thought that he would meet a pervert this time, and he used all kinds of escape methods, but he still couldn't get rid of her.
"Ancestor bless you!" Feng Passchuan turned into a gust of wind, picked up the monks on the roadside, and threw them towards Zhan Changfeng, followed by a soil escape.
The monk's face was full of confusion. He was obviously hiding from someone, but why was he thrown into the air? Unfortunately, before he could finish his confusion, he was killed by Zhan Changfeng's sword.
Zhan Changfeng kept moving, and with just a wave of his hand, something flew out of the monk's body before it hit the ground.
Um?
Zhan Changfeng lowered her head and saw that it happened to be a divine blessing, which was the pattern of combat boots. The five patterns were already in place, so she did not follow Feng Shuchuan and found a place to study them.
All the patterns were dismantled and reorganized by her, and she copied their traces in an obscure way. Her mind seemed to have entered a subtle realm. There were often sounds of fighting and criticism in her ears, sometimes far and sometimes near, and she could not catch them.
While comprehending the artistic conception in the traces, she continued to copy it, and after dozens of times, she finally sketched out a complete totem, which was named Bingjia Shu.
She didn't know what the power system of the Age of Gods was like. That era was too far away. She had only seen a few words in some classics. It said that there were only two types of existence in the Age of Gods, gods and all things. Gods were born to be gods.
, they have controlled the operation of the trillions of worlds from the beginning.
After the gods disappeared, the living beings realized the first Taoist lineage from Dianjiang Taichung, which was the Shinto inheritance.
The Shinto inheritance does not require you to refine your mind and yourself. As long as you can control the power of the totem, even a mortal body can move mountains and fill seas, destroy heaven and earth.
It is said that the royal palace located in the mortal realm is the totem holder.
While Zhan Changfeng was drawing these patterns, he could feel the power contained in the patterns. It was not Yuan Power, True Power, or Soul Power.
It is an unfathomable power that becomes stronger with each stroke.
Is this the Shinto inheritance?
Among the Shinto inheritance, the most famous one is the Six Paths inheritance. Even in a small place like Zangyunjian, she has heard rumors about the Six Paths.
I just didn't expect that these six paths are based on the divine eye.
Zhan Changfeng carved the armor totem into the divine eye, and the darkness in the divine eye peeled off like a wall, and the world in her eyes became clearer.
She looked at the remaining blessings on the token, one was a bloody blessing, a solid stone blessing, and a shadowless blessing.
There are similarities between the Blood Blessing and the Stone Blessing, but they are not complete, and unlike the Armor Totem, one can guess the remaining parts.
Shadowless Blessing has no clue at the moment.
Zhan Changfeng took his divine eye back to Zifu and looked for a new target. Suddenly, the situation changed and a black storm rose from the sky and the earth, pressing hard.
"Oh my god, the training ground has shrunk!" Feng Shuichuan rushed out of the black storm in a panic, with the violent wind and sand behind him covering the sky and the sun.
This black storm forced all the surviving people to rush to the eye of the storm, as if they were trying to encircle and kill them.
Feng Shuchuan did not avoid Zhan Changfeng at this time. Instead, he came closer and said, "I see that you are also a person, so I will follow you! Let's be sensible and talk it over, okay?"
He was very familiar with this situation, and it was obvious that the final battle was about to begin. Judging from past situations, those who had arrived at the eye of the storm had either already formed a team or were alone.
He didn't have a token in his hand, so he was busy following the person who held the token, so as to compete for a place to enter the temple. He was busy avoiding Zhan Changfeng's pursuit for most of the day, and he had no time to contact other people, so he had to be shy at this time.
He recommended himself with a straight face. Although this person is a bit fierce, he is very strong and has a high chance of winning in the end.
Of course the premise is that she gives up killing him.
Zhan Changfeng naturally did not refuse. She had not forgotten that she had a mission that required others to follow her. It was true that she had been chasing him for so long and finally got it.
If Feng Shuchuan knew that he was being hunted because Zhan Changfeng took a fancy to his strength and was waiting for him to surrender, there would be something wrong with Jubi spraying her face with old blood!
But at this moment, Zhan Changfeng did not explicitly agree to cooperate. He just said, "When we get to the place, we will pretend that we don't know each other. You do it according to your style."
Feng Sichuan was not afraid of having his mouth filled with wind and sand, so he asked urgently, "What style are you looking for? Are you running away?"
"..." Zhan Changfeng glanced at him, "Just do what you did just now and lead those people to me."
Feng Shuchuan felt like he had a cockroach stuck in his throat. He took Zhan Changfeng to where there were people just to cause trouble for her! Why did she say that, and it felt like he was eager to lead her and kill people.
Damn it, she definitely thinks of herself as a scout!
"Haha, it seems that our cooperation started very early." Feng Shuchuan felt sorry for himself for a while. When he raised his head, he could no longer see Zhan Changfeng, but the spire had already appeared in the distance, and he should be approaching the temple soon.
The temple stands in the center of the eye of the storm. It is different from today's civil buildings. It adopts a column and arch structure with spiers on both sides. It is made of black rock and glows red. It looks like a majestic god that has opened up this depressing and strange place.
world.
Anyone who has entered the trial field knows that the only way to enter the temple is to obtain the Divine Eye.
But who holds the divine eye now?
The monks, either in groups or single, were scattered around the temple, and no one dared to act rashly.
Feng Suchuan didn't see Zhan Changfeng, so he chose a place not far away but not close to him.
"Isn't this Fellow Feng Daoist, alone?" At that time, several people had just escaped from the black storm and arrived together.
Feng Sichuan looked at the female cultivator who greeted him, then at the three monks behind her, and then replied, "Fellow Taoist Mu Zhen."
As luck would have it, they were from the same world and had fought against each other several times.
Mu Zhen saw that he was single and had no sign of blessing, so he invited him, "Feng Dao friends, can we defeat the enemy together?"
Feng Shichuan is also well-known in the general platform of Ruyun Realm. If he can join his team, he will be even more powerful.
Mu Zhen's reputation is as good as his own, and her three members are all masters in terms of breath. Feng Sichuan thought about it for a while, then refused with a smile, "It's still early."
Mu Zhen thought he wanted to see how other teams were doing, so he didn't force it.