Feng Qingqing picked up a black war sword by the red pool. It had many lines and the aura in the sword was very strong. Just holding the sword in his hand, he could feel his skin being stung, as if there was something there.
The invisible sword energy is cutting into the body.
"What kind of sword is this? It looks very powerful." She stretched out her jade-white fingers on the sword body and struck it twice, and immediately there were two bloody holes on her fingertips.
This was cut by the invisible sword energy!
"This is a sword embryo that is imitated from the sacrifice of a divine weapon. There is a ray of sword soul in it, and its power is comparable to that of a tenth-grade spiritual weapon." The Holy Fruit dragged a large bag in front of Feng Qingqing, and the bag contained
Two monster corpses.
"Tenth grade spiritual weapon! Good stuff, put it away quickly."
Her eyes were filled with an incredible look. She blinked, and without saying a word, she put the sword embryo of the Nine Heavens Divine Sword into the World Spirit Stone hanging on her waist, and then secretly flew toward the wind.
Yun took a quick look and saw that Feng Feiyun was fighting fiercely with Lord Xuelong and didn't notice her. Then she breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Lord Xuelong's cultivation is very powerful, he had been injured by Xiao Tianyue before, and his head was beheaded by Feng Feiyun. Although the head was reassembled, the vitality was extremely consumed, and he was unable to suppress Feng at this moment.
Feiyun.
"It will definitely be detrimental to me if we continue to fight, so I'd better retreat first." Lord Xuetaki thought in his mind.
As long as her cultivation level recovers, she has ten levels of confidence in killing Feng Feiyun.
But just when she was about to retreat, the red pool surged crazily, and a red cold air rushed out.
Seeing the red cold air, Master Xue Long's expression changed.
She had been exposed to the red cold air before and her body was frozen. She didn't want to encounter it a second time.
"Little half-demon, my sister will come to kill you next time!"
Her body turned into a white arrow of light, rushing straight up and breaking out of the red cold air package.
"Where to go!" Two red wings flew out of Feng Feiyun's back, and his body flew up, faster than her.
Feng Qingqing's cry for help came from behind: "Brother! Something is trying to pull me into the pool..."
"Plop!"
There was the sound of falling water!
Feng Qingqing was splashing in the biting water, choking: "Honest...Honest, please give me a hand. Honest...where is your hand?"
Gradually, she was dragged into the bottom of the pool by unknown forces.
"I...I have no hands..." Sheng Shiguo said.
Feng Feiyun watched helplessly as Lord Xuelong escaped, turned around forcefully, and flew towards the red pool.
Before he could fly to the edge of the pool, Feng Feiyun touched the red mass of cold air, and a surge of yin and coldness surged from his skin into his body, seeming to freeze his blood.
The skin all over Feng Feiyun's body crackled and was covered with a layer of ice crystals.
"Break it for me!"
The eighteen phoenix bones in Feng Feiyun's body burned and turned into eighteen raging flames, forcing the red cold air out of the body.
"Xiao Qingqing, where are you?"
Feng Feiyun walked in the red cold air. The closer he got to the edge of the pool, the stronger the cold air became and the redder the light became, so red that people could not open their eyes.
"She fell into the pool!"
There was a big red ice ball on the edge of the pool, and such a sound came from inside.
Feng Feiyun heard that the sound was coming from the Holy Fruit. It was also frozen, with a thick layer of ice forming on its body. After a while, he trembled and said: "I...I have no hands..."
"If you don't have any hands, just stay here by yourself!"
Feng Feiyun took a deep breath, and flames appeared all over his body. The dragon scales and phoenix leather clothes on his body seemed to be activated. He could hear the roar of the dragon in the dragon scales and the chant of the phoenix in the phoenix skin.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun jumped into the red pool.
The body fell into the biting red liquid, and the whole person was frozen almost instantly. The consciousness in the brain was almost frozen and solidified at this moment, and the blood seemed to turn into ice cubes.
In the body, 30 million Holy Spirit ashes began to circulate, emitting traces of holy and compelling power, reviving the body that was about to be frozen.
This is the breath of the Holy Spirit. Even if it is just ashes whose spiritual energy has disappeared, it still has incredible power.
Feng Feiyun held a Nirvana Pill in his mouth, just in case.
This red pool is very strange. No one can predict what dangers there are in it. If it really encounters another death disaster, the worst case scenario is that it will lead to Nirvana again.
The fourth Nirvana is not that easy to complete. The danger level exceeds the sum of the previous three times. Even if Feng Feiyun swallows the Nirvana Pill, it will only increase the success rate of Nirvana by a few points. It is still extremely difficult to achieve Nirvana successfully.
"Seven Color Fountain can increase the success rate of Nirvana."
He thought of what Shengshiguo said, so he took out a drop of the Silver Moon Spring Water, swallowed it into his body first, wrapped the Silver Moon Spring Water with the Golden Silkworm Buddha Qi, sent it to his Dantian, and dropped it into the Bronze Ancient
On board the ship.
If he had not experienced Nirvana this time, Feng Feiyun could still have taken out the Silver Moon Spring water from his body so that it would not be wasted.
This is a holy spring! Even if it is just a drop, it is still extremely precious. If it is lost, it will make Feng Feiyun very painful.
After being fully prepared, Feng Feiyun sank into the red water of the pool. Thirty million light points in his body were constantly moving to resist the cold air in the pool.
"Why another turtle shell?"
Feng Feiyun sank to the bottom of the pond and saw an indentation of a turtle shell on a stone.
That guy Mao Wugui has actually been here?
What a lucky turtle. Even people like Xiao Tianyue and Xue Long were imprisoned by the cold air in the red pond, but it was still alive and kicking. It was really unreasonable.
The bottom of the red pool is very wide, not like the bottom of a pool, but more like the bottom of a red ocean.
Could it be that this red pool is a passage leading to another area, and that one can go to another place from the bottom of the pool?
Where will it lead?
"Ouch!"
While Feng Feiyun was meditating, he saw an old man walking at the bottom of the pool. This old man was only a few miles away from Feng Feiyun, and his white hair could be clearly seen flying in the red water.
Why is there a person at the bottom of the pool?
Feng Feiyun slowly swam towards the old man, but when he was still a hundred meters away from the old man, he immediately stopped.
How is this an old man? This is simply a corpse soaked in blood.
His body had long been in tatters, and the spiritual robe on his body was also in pieces. His flesh and blood were riddled with holes, exposing his blackened bones.
But he was still walking under the water, controlled by an idea preserved from ancient times, with a steady pace. Sometimes he looked up at the road and sighed; sometimes he walked with his head down, silent.
So weird!
A corpse that was so rotten was still walking, as if it was looking for something?
"This is a strong human being whose cultivation was extremely terrifying when he was alive."
Feng Feiyun did not dare to approach this old man who had been dead for who knows how many years. The aura of this old man was extremely scary and awe-inspiring. He was even more powerful than he was in his previous life. Even if he had not entered the realm of the Holy Spirit, he was probably not far behind.
It is precisely because of his high level of cultivation that the body has been preserved for endless years without decaying.
How could such a powerful person die?
And the body still appears at the bottom of this red pool?
Who is he?
This is definitely a figure who can go down in history. If Feng Feiyun had read through the ancient books of mankind, he would definitely be able to find his name. In ancient times, he would have been worshiped by countless people.
Even if such a character is dead, one cannot underestimate him. Even if he only retains a thought from his soul, it has the power to break the heavens and shatter the earth.
"After such a long time, even the bones of the Holy Spirit should have rotted away. Is it because of the red water here that his corpse and the skeleton of the White Bone King have been preserved?"
Just when Feng Feiyun was thinking this, the old man who was walking a hundred meters away suddenly appeared in front of him, staring at Feng Feiyun with a pair of dark and empty eyes.
The eyeballs in his eye sockets were all rotten and there was nothing left.
But being stared at by him made Feng Feiyun unable to move, as if his soul was about to leave his body.
Too fast!
Feng Feiyun didn't even blink, but he still didn't know how he appeared in front of him.
"Half...half human!" His mouth was also pitch black, his tongue was rotten, and his teeth were missing. His voice was eerie and hoarse.
It's simply unbelievable that he actually still has a trace of his soul thoughts.
Feng Feiyun gritted his teeth to resist the terrifying aura coming from him. The aura almost crushed Feng Feiyun's body to explosion.
"Senior...who is it?" Feng Feiyun asked with difficulty.
"Imperial Tomb, Imperial Tomb, Imperial Tomb..." the old man kept chanting like this.
Is this his name? Or is it a place?
In the ancient times, when all races were at their peak, there would often be some strong men born, countless in number. Except for the know-it-all of Sheng Shiguo, I am afraid that even the first wise master of the Sixth Central Dynasty would not be able to know the names of all the strong men.
Feng Feiyun asked: "Is this the name of senior?"
The old man did not answer Feng Feiyun's words. After a long silence, he added: "It's good to come. It's good to come. Even though you're only half a human, you can still get my inheritance."
"Inheritance? What inheritance?" Feng Feiyun said.
"A kind of power that I have comprehended from ancient times to the present has finally been comprehended by me. This is a power that can be used to restrain the "Immortal Art of Ten Thousand Tribulations". Unfortunately, it is a pity that even if I comprehended it, it was already too late.
I'm already dead, and soon even the last thoughts of my soul will disappear. If I had realized it back then, I would not have been the one who defeated me, and I would not have been the person who defeated me..." The old man let out a long sigh.
A sound filled with not only obsession.
Because he refused to admit defeat, he was still comprehending and restraining the power of "The Art of Immortality" even after he died. He has been comprehending it since ancient times until now.
As long as the obsession in his heart is not extinguished, his soul will not be extinguished.