There seems to be a distinction between light and darkness between the empty sky and earth.
Jiang Feng's spirit was shaken and he was in a trance. When he looked around, he saw the colors of black and red. Black is the unnamed stone, and red is the rust pattern. There are only these two things in this room that looks like a treasure house. Apart from that, , is a magic weapon.
Sixteen secret boxes made of nameless black stone were floating in this mysterious space. Some were empty, and there were six more, each with an unnamed treasure hidden inside. Jiang Feng did not recognize these things, only the rich orange light. Through the inspection of exquisite precious light, it is real and tempting.
Jiang Feng knew that he could not take these things.
The reason why he found a way to escape here through Mo Di's [Self-hidden] was, on the one hand, to avoid losing his lifespan due to Chu Anlan's divination and exploitation in the follow-up process, or the possible fatal danger of being coerced into testing; on the other hand, it was also In order to avoid contaminating Venerable Yuan Chu's relationship, the incident of Ice Desolate Snow Girl, including Feng Jiming's involvement, has not yet been fully understood. Isn't this lesson enough?
The smooth operation of the fair exchange rules indicates a fact that cannot be ignored: the pseudo-celestial Venerable Yuanchu is still alive in some form, although it is very likely that he does not exist in a life form in the ordinary sense, or is subject to certain restrictions. Or because of some special purpose, he has not yet left this ruins, but he still has the ability to make ordinary monks dust their hearts.
Jiang Feng's cultivation level is low and he is currently unable to assess the impact of this risk on his future. However, judging from the cautious attitude of earth-level monk Chu Anlan, he believes that at least some monks must be concerned about this risk.
We must wait until Venerable Yuan Chu is completely dead before it is safe to take these magic weapons.
Jiang Feng vaguely felt that the scattered gray mist floating above the many secret boxes that could not be merged into a ball had an inexplicable connection with Venerable Yuanchu. Whenever he watched intently, he always felt an inexplicable agitation coming from his body. , this may be an illusion, but Jiang Feng would rather believe it is true at this time.
Looking around, Jiang Feng was more concerned about getting out of trouble than getting these magic weapons. This was just a room in the treasure room. He pushed open the rusty iron door and found that there were many empty rooms here, and the words engraved on the walls were The complex array is still working hard, so there is no lack of light here.
After walking around the entire room three times, Jiang Feng found no stairs going up or down. He only found a ventilation hole on the wall of one room that could only allow one person to enter and exit, blocking a magic weapon on it. The magical weapon seemed to have exhausted its spiritual energy due to its low grade. When it was gently pried, the magical weapon shattered, revealing a few withered vines.
Why are there vines?
Jiang Feng climbed to the ventilation hole and found that the treasure room seemed to be built on the top of a hill. Looking down from here, the white mist obscured everything below. Know when you have climbed along the mountain to the side wall of the treasure room.
Although withered, the vine is still alive.
You may be able to escape here, but you have to find a way to avoid this weird vine.
This was Jiang Feng's temporary conclusion. Jiang Feng searched a few times again and found that the ventilation hole might be the only way out. The black stone used to build the wall could not be seriously damaged by the talisman. So he decisively used Mo Di The long sword removed the vines in the ventilation hole, got out of it, and released Jiang Chengzi.
"Master, why do you want to do hard work whenever you think of me?"
Jiang Chengzi curled his lips and looked at the boundless vines beneath his feet that were immersed in the white mist and transformed into the original form of the Black Fire Crow, carrying Jiang Feng and flying away into the distance.
The white fog is confusing and has no end at all.
The two of them traveled all the way, and after flying for half an hour, they discovered a towering black shadow in the distance. Jiang Chengzi happily flapped his wings quickly, preparing to land on it to rest for a while, but he suddenly discovered that this black shadow was actually the departure point.
The treasure house of time.
Are you lost?
The two rested for a while and headed in another direction. However, less than half an hour later, they were back to the starting point. In the white fog, they could not tell the direction at all. Jiang Feng even suspected that there was someone here.
A kind of phantom array exists.
"Don't worry, take a rest!"
Jiang Chengzi was a little impatient, and Jiang Feng had to comfort him with warm words. In fact, he was also quite restless in his heart. This thick white fog showed no signs of fading away. Flying in the fog also lacked necessary reference objects. Even if
Try many times, and you'll probably get the same result, unless...
He looked at the cut vines at his feet. At this time, it had spread along the wall again. If he followed the vines downwards, he might be able to find a way out.
However, he still doesn't know how dangerous this still-living vine is.
"Fly down!"
The two tried again, and Jiang Feng changed his mind and went straight down, trying to find the exit below in the opposite direction of the vines' growth. Jiang Chengzi's figure dropped sharply, and he soon got close to the strange vines.
On the branches of the vine, there are palm-sized blue-black leaves. On each leaf, there is a face that is either crying or laughing. As Jiang Chengzi leaps, those leaves stand up like welcoming guests, and at the same time, "Sand"
The sound of "rustling" is endless, making people feel very panicked.
"Stay far away."
Jiang Feng glimpsed that the vines under the blue-black leaves were already getting slightly thicker. From a common sense analysis, the two of them were getting closer and closer to the center of the vines. At this time, he caught a glimpse of the dense vine branches in the distance.
There was an obvious gap. Jiang Chengzi also discovered that this might be an escape exit.
Jiang Chengzi's body quickly pressed down, and the thick vines on both sides were nearly ten feet high, standing there like a wall made of bricks and stones. This weird vine with a grimace had to live for who knows how many years before it appeared.
This look.
The empty flat space was getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, dozens of green fruits the size of fists flew out from the vine walls on both sides. The fruits were the size of a human head, and each one had a twisted face. They made "Jiejie" sounds in the air.
Laughter, before the two of them could dodge, the fruits burst open one by one, throwing out a thick white viscous pulp.
The thick slurry spattered over a wide area and quickly condensed into wisps of white threads in the air. Together, they formed a large, extremely sticky net that covered Jiang Feng and the others.
No, it’s a trap!
The open space is the escape route deliberately exposed by the "Ghostface Vine"!
Before Jiang Feng could give the order, Jiang Chengzi flapped his wings rapidly and pulled up quickly, trying to avoid the strange threads flying towards them. However, more green fruits ejected out, completely sealing the space for the two of them to move, and a few strands of sticky
Thick silk threads fell on Jiang Feng's body. The vibration quickly spread to all the silk threads. The big net immediately tightened. Looking below, the flat open space had long since disappeared. Countless vines swimming like worms had once again perfected the area.
covered up.
The two were trapped in the big net. In a hurry, Jiang Feng could only raise the spiritual shield to exclude the white thread. However, this thread seemed to have the effect of corroding the spiritual power. When Jiang Feng was forced to fall among the vines,
On top, after casting the "Flame Armor Talisman" on himself, among the fluffy branches below, dozens of new and tender branches have been taken advantage of to stretch out, entwining the two of them. At the same time, dense thorns sprouted from them.
, begins to extend inward.
This is like trying to pierce and absorb himself and Jiang Chengzi.
Jiang Feng immediately remembered some rumors he had heard. Certain types of poisonous spiders would inject venom into their prey, melting their flesh and blood into absorbable juice. Looking at the current posture, it seemed that this vine had a similar plan.
While protecting the whole body, the second-level flame armor talisman can release a small amount of fire damage. Those spikes encountered some obstacles when they penetrated deeply, and their tips became withered and weak. However, more spikes came from the vines.
They sprouted everywhere and were tested in turn. In a moment, the light of the Flame Armor Talisman had dimmed a lot.
The water shield talisman is the most abundant talisman Jiang Feng always prepares, but there are not many flame armor talismans. Although the "Water Dragon Scale Talisman" belongs to the third level, it is a water-type talisman and has little effect on the vines that are obviously wood-type. "
The Raging Sea Imprisonment Talisman may be effective, but under the body, the roots of the dense vines are completely invisible. Even if it is used, it may sink deep into the sea of sand along with the scattered branches, and the result will probably be a dead end. Of course,
The most critical limitation is that the "Raging Sea Imprisonment Talisman" requires earth-level cultivation before it can be used.
We must find a way out of this trap as soon as possible!
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Among the grass on the wasteland, a huge white lotus is blooming in the breeze.
This flower does not have any fragrance, only the petals occasionally flutter up and down, but the constant fluctuations of spiritual energy on it make it look like a rare treasure.
Li Zongxuan level monk Bai Lingsong dragged his extremely tired figure towards this side. He had just passed through the snowfield area when he caught a glimpse of this rare treasure from a distance.
Any good stuff?
It has been a long time since he entered here, but he has not gained anything yet. This thing makes him very frustrated. He spent a lot of family resources to get a place in the valley, and now he is empty-handed. Although no one will blame him when he goes back, they will look coldly and secretly laugh at him.
No less.
He picked up a short dagger in each hand and gradually approached the lotus. He had heard many things about the treasure appearing in the world and being full of dangers. It was best to be careful.
The lotus was approaching, but he immediately felt a surge of spiritual power in the distance. Looking back, he saw a dotted black shadow flying towards this side at a rapid speed.
Someone robbed it?
He quickly leaned down and swung the dagger quickly, trying to cut off the lotus from the root. As long as it was put into the storage bag, he would not take it seriously even if it was a Xuan-level monk.
The roots of the lotus broke and fell on the grass. He quickly threw out a few jade slips, trying to arrange a simple "Pure Jade Box" and put the huge lotus in it. However, he suddenly felt as if he had stepped on something under his feet.
What a slimy thing.
Um?
Black mucus was rising rapidly along his ankles. What the hell is this?
He quickly used his spiritual power to protect his body and threw out a handful of first-level golden light talismans. In the face of evil beings, golden talismans often had miraculous effects, although they would also cause him injury.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless electric lights surged like snakes, dispersing a lot of the black sticky stuff. He was able to free his feet, jumped back a few steps, and wanted to continue arranging the "Pure Jade Box", but the lotus flower Suddenly it shattered and turned into countless ice flakes, flying towards him one after another.
No! This is a trap!
He pulled away and retreated, but the black mucus rushed in again. Before he could throw the golden light talisman, a pale bone spur instantly penetrated his chest.
ah!
The bone spur was almost fatal, but Beringsong grabbed it with his right hand and pulled it out regardless of the pain. A flash of inspiration flashed in his hand and smashed the bone spur into pieces. He looked back and saw the person who was originally just a black dot. , has already arrived.
"Is this a trap set by you?" Beringsong looked at the young monk with blond hair, as if he had never met him when he entered the valley.
"The vitality is quite tenacious!"
Feng Jiming did not answer his words, and five bone spurs condensed on his right hand again, and they were projected directly towards the opponent. At the same time, the strange mucus that had been wrapped around Beringsong's legs climbed up again, covering his lower body. .
"snort!"
Beringsong didn't pay attention. Three purple fires instantly appeared on his chest. As the scorching flames jumped, they turned into three small and continuous ones.
The long fire dragon was tightly wrapped around his waist and continuously extended downwards. The purple fire dragon touched the black mucus and continuously transpired it, turning it into black powder and continuously scattering it, easily resolving the decline.
At the same time, the two daggers in his hands were also clasped together. In the turbulence of the glow, they turned into a soft whip shining with golden light. This magical weapon was very strange. When he swung it in his hand, it would automatically extend at least Double the distance, the bone spears released by Feng Jiming were knocked to the ground one by one.
It’s a bit tricky!
A cold light flashed in Feng Jiming's eyes, and countless icicles suddenly appeared around him, and shot towards Beringsong like icy rain. Beringsong did not dare to neglect, and the soft whip in his hand danced rapidly, turning into a shimmering light. The shield knocked the ice crystals to the ground and once again neutralized the opponent's offensive.
The purple fire dragon swimming on his body had dispersed all the black mucus. Beringsong twisted his body, turned from passive to active, twitched his soft whip, and attacked Feng Jiming.
Snapped!
The soft whip hit the bone shield that suddenly appeared on Feng Jiming's arm, making a muffled sound. The bone shield cracked a gap, and at the same time countless bone spurs shot out, half of which fused with the bone shield, and the soft whip was densely packed. The other half of the stitches shot towards Beringsong's face like a flying needle.
Damn it!
Beringsong did not expect that his opponent was actually trying to get his magic weapon, but when the flying needles came, he had to hide. He decisively gave up the soft whip and retreated sharply. At the same time, a purple fire dragon on his body flew out like a reptile. It seemed to be attached to the pale bone shield. Suddenly, the bone shield that had been fused with the flying needle and was about to close was burned out with a large hole. The soft whip that seemed to have intelligence took this opportunity to escape and return again. into his hands.
The bone shield melted like wax again, but more bone spurs condensed out, and the offense and defense were still divided. Feng Jiming's mouth moved slightly, and there was a crystal clear ice edge in his hand, and the ice ridge was decisively stuck on the bone shield. , in the center of the purple fire dragon that is still eating away at the bone shield.
hiss
The Purple Fire Dragon and Bering Song simultaneously let out a scream of pain. Taking this opportunity, a ball of black mucus quickly rose around Bering Song's body, completely wrapping it up regardless of the dissolution of the Purple Fire Dragon.
Feng Jiming had a six-foot-long pale bone spur in his hand. He sprinted, taking advantage of his opponent's temporary restraint and soul trauma, to suddenly insert the bone spur into the opponent's heart.
agitation!
Before he could draw it out, he already had a small black ax in his hand. Taking advantage of the short opportunity when his opponent was injured and dull, he slashed hard at Beringsong's neck!
The dark light seemed to tug at the space here, creating a tiny crack that contained terrifying power. It absorbed almost half of the opponent's body before it suddenly dissipated. Beringsong's head rolled down with a sound, and there was no longer any life left.
The black mucus wrapped around Beringsong's remains and quickly receded. Feng Jiming stepped forward quickly and held the still warm head in his right hand. Countless small bone spurs sprouted from his wrist and pierced into it.
"Very good! Another identity!"
He threw away his honeycomb-like head, and the bones of his body and face changed rapidly, transforming into the appearance of Bering Sun. After enjoying the feeling of his new identity for a moment, he immediately returned to his original appearance.
"It's a pity that Li Zong's status as a monk is of little use and is not as good as this city lord!" His face changed again, turning into the appearance of a rough man, who was none other than Zang Tianhai, the city lord of Chuigong City of Yufeng Sect.
"The hunting is over. Let's go. How about it? Has your luck gotten better?"
"Another one is worthless. Chuigong City is a good place to start. Let's think about how to change the color of hair and eyes first!"
"Those who lay traps will fall into other people's traps sooner or later. I'm ready to stop!"
"Don't worry, that Li Dabang who ran away has no friends at first glance and won't talk nonsense. Hey, don't think I'm verbose. Not everyone will fall into the trap!"
Feng Jiming's figure quickly faded, and a more bloated black liquid rolled rapidly on the wilderness, tracking his whereabouts and running into the distance, where there was a faint reddish smear on the gray sky.
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"Shiyin, come here!"
The Chixia Sect entered the rift valley through the withered vines hanging on the cliff. They did not encounter any danger along the way until they saw an altar that was so tightly wrapped in vines that their shape was almost unclear.
On the altar, which was only half a person tall, there was a gray-yellow book with four pages that could be opened, clearly recording four earth-level skills.
The four people recommended Zeng Shiyin because, on the one hand, he was of the wood type and was obviously suitable for learning skills that were also of the wood type. Although Long Zaixing was equally suitable, he was already on the verge of death; on the other hand, Zeng Shiyin was present with Liu Zhengchun and Xie Kerong are both related by marriage, and his promotion is also beneficial to both of them.
"good!"
Zeng Shiyin no longer hesitated. He had always lacked skills at the Xuan level. He would first complete the True Numbers with them. As for other skills, he could find a way to take this skill book away.
He considered for a moment and chose one of the group attack skills. Based on his past experience of using skill books to learn skills, he poured all his spiritual energy into his hand and held down the gray-yellow scroll.
As the spiritual power surged, the roots of the withered yellow vines wrapped around the altar broke, and even the altar supporting the scroll revealed cracks as wide as a finger.
wrong!
This is a trap!
Liu Zheng had a bad premonition. This altar, which carried the inheritance of the ancient demon Sky Thunder Equisetum, could not be so fragile that it could not withstand the surge of spiritual power of the Xuan-level monks. Before he could scream, the man who was originally crawling nearby Harmless vines surrounded Zeng Shiyin like countless arms, wrapping them around him and quickly dragging him away into the distance.