Although this Blood Tribulation Gu is terrifying, it needs a host to exert its strength. Without a host, this Blood Tribulation Gu is just a dangerous caterpillar.

Qin Feng had many artifacts on his body, so he found a Seven Treasures Glazed Lamp and threw the Blood Tribulation Gu into it. The Seven Treasures Glazed Lamp was full of phaseless demonic flames, and the Blood Tribulation Gu was suppressed to death.

of.

As the night receded, the sky turned white, and the streets of Tiankuang Ancient City returned to tranquility once again.

However, Qin Feng and the others knew that this was the calm before the storm, and when the sun fully rose, black cloth corpses would appear on the street.

With the strength of Qin Feng and the three of them, it is not a problem at all to deal with ordinary black cloth corpses. They can even lead others to hunt down black cloth corpses.

After fusing the skin of the black cloth corpse, their strength has been improved to varying degrees.

Ming Xuangan also got a piece of skin. After fusing this piece of skin, he could feel that his physical body had become stronger, and even the demon's origin had doubled in size.

Just a piece of skin made his strength undergo earth-shaking changes, so to what extent will Feng Qin's strength increase after absorbing nearly a hundred pieces?

Ming Xuangan was even a little envious of Qin Feng's personal guards. They basically got three pieces of skin, and their strength was improved much more than Ming Xuangan.

Originally, Qin Feng's personal guards only had the capital to challenge higher levels, and they were not afraid of actually facing them. But now it seems that the strength of these personal guards has surpassed him.

Thinking of this, Ming Xuangan feels a little aggrieved. After all, he is also a descendant of the ancestor of the demons. After entering this ancient city, he is even inferior to these ordinary demons.

Even Ming Xuangan has almost forgotten why he entered this ancient city. Now Ming Xuangan no longer has the energy to think about the Ancestral Demon Battle Tower. Just living in this ancient city has exhausted him.

All the energy was gone.

Almost all of the men Ming Xuangan brought in died. Even those who were not geniuses died very quickly. Even Ming Xuangan was in danger several times. If Qin Feng hadn't rescued Ming Xuangan, he would have died long ago.

"I shouldn't have come in!" Ming Xuangan was so regretful that he almost cried. He underestimated the danger of the ancient city.

The Demon Clan has conquered many ancient cities. Ming Xuangan thought that this ancient city was similar to the ancient cities that the Demon Clan had conquered before. But he was wrong. This ancient city was more dangerous than any of the ancient cities that the Demon Clan had conquered.

Even the ancestor demon may die at any time here.

"Ouch!" A black cloth corpse suddenly rushed out.

"Help!" Ming Xuangan didn't know how many times he had called for help, and even he felt a little embarrassed.

"Poof!" Qin Feng flicked the dragon bone sword in his hand, and a sword beam shattered the black cloth corpse.

"Brush!" The black skin bag fell, and with a move of Qin Feng's palm, the black skin bag immediately merged with Qin Feng.

"Feng Qin, I want a skin bag, give me a few more skin bags, and I'll trade it with you for your prehistoric spiritual roots!" Ming Xuangan has had enough of living in panic. He wants to become stronger. He wants to

To become stronger, he is willing to pay no matter how high the price is.

Doesn't Feng Qin like to collect the ancient spiritual roots? Then give them to him. As a descendant of the ancestor of the demon, he has endless resources. He has a lot of ancient spiritual roots in his hand, and he is willing to trade them with Feng Qin.

"Do you still have the Great Desolate Spiritual Root in your hand?" Qin Feng glanced at Ming Xuangan.

"I don't have any in my hand, but as long as I leave the ancient city, I can get a lot of prehistoric spiritual roots. How about one prehistoric spiritual root in exchange for three pieces of your skin?" Ming Xuangan looked at Qin Feng eagerly.

"One Primordial Spiritual Root and three skins are too much. One for one!" Qin Feng shook his head. Although it was easy to kill the black cloth corpse, he didn't want to take advantage of Ming Xuangan.

"One for two, one for two!" Ming Xuangan gritted his teeth.

"Deal!" Qin Feng raised the corner of his mouth.

Qin Feng rushed towards the place where the black cloth corpses gathered. The dragon bone sword in his hand and the wooden sword light erupted, and the sharp sword light penetrated the black cloth corpses in front.

"Whoa!" Qin Feng grabbed the skin with his palm and pulled out the skin bag from the black cloth corpse.

The ten skin bags were thrown in front of Ming Xuangan: "Five ancient spiritual roots. Counting the one you owed me before, you already owe me six ancient spiritual roots."

Ming Xuangan hurriedly absorbed and refined these skin bags. After refining these skin bags, he no longer had to be afraid of black cloth corpses. He could even hunt black cloth corpses himself to strengthen himself.

Long Batian and Tie Hanhan were a little jealous when Ming Xuangan was so grand. Where could they find such a good thing as being able to exchange two pieces of skin for a prehistoric spiritual root?

However, Long Batian did not take action. He, Qin Feng and the others looked at each other.

Qin Feng and Tie Hanhan nodded, and a glimmer of light flashed in their eyes as they looked at Pingyuan outside the street.

The three of them killed hundreds of black cloth corpses and refined hundreds of skin bags. They found that continuing to refine the skin bags had little effect on them. Maybe they should explore outside.

This prehistoric ancient city is very big. The street they are on is only a small part close to the city wall. Beyond the street is an endless plain. Even Long Batian has never set foot on this plain. This plain seems peaceful.

In fact, there is a hidden murderous intention.

If it were just one person entering this plain, it would be a narrow escape, but if Qin Feng and Tie Hanhan were added to the mix, the chances of survival would be greatly increased.

"Boom!" The moment Qin Feng and the others were about to step into the plain, a terrifying aura erupted on the street, and an old monster rose into the sky.

"Bang!" A huge portal appeared in the sky above the ancient city. The door was closed tightly. At this moment, the space around the ancient city was blocked.

"God damn you, you have suppressed me for so many years, how many more years are you going to suppress me? I've had enough, I want to get out, I want to get out!" This old monster roared crazily.

''Roar!" With a loud dragon roar, this old monster turned into a giant dragon!

Tie Hanhan patted Long Batian's shoulder: "I think he is a senior of your dragon clan."

Long Batian nodded, this is not only a senior of the Dragon Clan, but also a senior of the Dragon Clan, the ancestor of the Dragon Clan who was born in the prehistoric era!

Nowadays, only the Dragon King of the Dragon Clan is the only one outside the territory who has cultivated to the level of the Ancestral Emperor. Who would have thought that there is actually a Dragon Clan Ancestral Emperor suppressed in this ancient city!

If this Dragon Clan Ancestor Emperor can break out of the ancient city and return to the Dragon Clan, the Dragon Clan's strength will definitely increase greatly, and the entire outside world will be rewritten. The Dragon Clan can even overwhelm the Demon Clan and become the third most powerful clan.

"Bang!" The Dragon Clan Ancestor Emperor kept hitting the portal, but no matter how he hit the portal, it remained motionless.

"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in, why are you suppressing me, crazy God, why are you suppressing me?" The Dragon Clan Ancestor Emperor roared angrily.

"Noisy!" Suddenly, a majestic voice came from Tiankuang Ancient City, with a hint of madness in the majesty.

"Pa!" A whip fell from the sky and hit the Dragon Clan Ancestor Emperor directly.

"Ouch!" The dragon ancestor wailed, and his body was wrapped by the whip and dragged deep into the ancient city.

The wailing cry of the Dragon Clan Ancestor is frightening.

Long Batian was even more stunned. He was the ancestor of the Dragon Clan and suppressed it so easily. This ancient city was too terrifying.

The old monsters hiding in the streets and houses were trembling. The madness was so terrifying. The strength of the old dragon was enough to rank among the top three among them, but it was still easily suppressed. They couldn't see it.

The slightest possibility of escape.

In the center of Tiankuang Ancient City, in a simple hall, a tall figure turned his back to the suppressed old dragon.

"I was able to suppress you back then, and I can still suppress you now. I built this Tiankuang Ancient City, and no one can leave without my permission!" The tall figure snorted coldly.

"You are not Tiankuang, and you cannot represent Tiankuang. Why did Tiankuang build Tiankuang Ancient City back then? What are you doing now?" Old Long roared angrily.

"I am crazy!" the tall figure repeated.

"You...no, you are just..."

"Noisy!" The powerful man who called himself Tian Kuang flipped his palm, and the old dragon was directly thrown into the endless purgatory.

With the strength of the old dragon, he will not die, but he will be tortured in this endless purgatory.

This powerful man who calls himself Tiankuang casually changed the time flow rate of the endless purgatory. In the ancient city of Tiankuang, tens of thousands of years passed in the endless purgatory for one day.

After dealing with the old dragon, this powerful man's eyes fell on Qin Feng, Long Batian and Tie Hanhan.

"Yes, they are all malleable talents, especially this god who pretends to be a demon clan. He actually has the marks of two ancestors, the famous sword, and the bliss. I didn't expect that you are not dead yet." This powerful man passed Qin Feng.

The mark on his body shows the two ancestor emperors wandering on the outer edge of the territory.

The Supreme Joy Patriarch and the Famous Sword Patriarch smiled slightly: "Long time no see."

"It's been a long time indeed. I've been sitting in Tiankuang Ancient City for too long, and I didn't even know that so many things had happened. The prehistoric era was shattered, the ancient world collapsed, and the current Borderless God's Domain has fallen to this level." Tiankuang snorted coldly.

"Many things cannot be explained in just a few words. Since you already know why you should not open Tiankuang Ancient City, Tiankuang Ancient City has such a powerful combat power, it is enough..."

"That's enough, Tian Kuang Ancient City will never be opened, and it will never be opened until a new owner is found!" Tian Kuang roared excitedly, and directly cut off the contact with the Bliss Ancestor Emperor and the others.

"Why are you talking about this? Don't you know there is something wrong with this guy's brain?" The Patriarch of Paradise rolled his eyes at the Emperor of Famous Sword.

"Who knew that his brain was abnormal to this extent? He was no longer normal after Tian Kuang's death. Over the years, he became even more abnormal. He completely regarded himself as Tian Kuang. The only thing he remembered was what Tian Kuang told him.
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