This is a situation that Chu Feng never thought of, and moreover, a Holy Son fell here.
Not just one.
They are all top-notch beings with extraordinary levels of strength.
Even the remains of many foreign kings and ancient masters turned into dust here.
Only a trace of breath remains.
This was terrifying, and Chu Feng couldn't help but become cautious.
This mural is definitely not as simple as it looks.
"Picture of a goddess?"
"Could she be the legendary Ten Jue Tiannu?"
Chu Feng whispered that in the past, there were rumors that extremely powerful people mastered a supreme ancient method.
The body is perfect.
Manifest the ten supreme body postures and practice each one. When the ultimate achievement is achieved, they can merge into one and become invincible in the world.
It was a taboo method from ancient times.
It is so rare that even in those years when it was cut off, it was still considered a legend.
It is difficult to trace whether it actually exists.
And this mural depicts a scene with a similar Qi mechanism, which is very similar to the rumors.
"It should be just a mural that records the figures of the past Shijue, but it is not the real one. Otherwise, anyone who sits here and comes here should be killed!"
Chu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly as he approached the mural.
I want to travel through it and enter the second level area.
However.
when close.
Buzz!
The mural glowed, as if coming to life, and the three or four figures, painted in blood and light, started to move like living figures.
It is very graceful and its movements are extremely nimble.
One of them stepped out in one step, and a pair of lotus-rooted arms seemed to be grasping the moon in the sky, emerging in the sky, and looking towards where Chu Feng was.
The murals are bright and fairy light flows.
The figure took action very lightly and from a long distance, but at the moment of recovery, all the hairs on Chu Feng's body stood up.
He felt a great crisis emerge in his heart.
His spiritual thoughts felt as if they were going to explode, and he became very solemn.
The figure is graceful, as if jumping out of the mural, walking lightly in the void.
At the same time, beside her, the other two figures also emerged.
Reflected in the blood light, everything is stunningly beautiful.
Between the steps, there are white lotuses blooming and moving with them. The postures shown by each person are different.
The blooming scenes are all different, some are like goddesses in the blazing fire, some are holding the moon and walking, and there is also a person holding a long sword with a fluttering jade belt.
They came out of the mural, light burst out, and a huge killing force descended directly.
"This mural really imprints the appearance of the ten most beautiful goddesses in ancient times?"
"wrong!"
"If it is just a mural, it will not recover after being infected by the years. Could it be that the remaining souls of several of the ten supreme goddesses are contained in it?"
Chu Feng felt his scalp numb.
What kind of beings are suppressed by this giant sword pagoda?
The ten most beautiful goddesses of ancient times.
He is the most powerful person in the legend, and he is in the same era as the former Sect of Life and Death, the supreme sword demon who cut off the years.
Unparalleled in the world.
And this mural actually retains a trace of the remnants of it.
After all these years, it feels like we are reunited and we are about to return!
Buzz!
When these figures attack, there is a bright moon in the sky, splashing endless moonlight, just like the arrival of a fairy from Guanghan, and there is also a cold sword light, cutting through the white sky.
Their movements are light and agile, coming from the mural. They are not fast, but they give people a feeling of being unable to escape.
Chu Feng's heart was shaking.
The Heavenly Demon Sword Sutra in his body was operating at its peak.
A heavy sword energy penetrated the body and came out.
"Back off!"
He let out a low shout, his body shook, and his fist mark flew across the sky, showing his sharp edge, directly shattering the white moon. As he stepped, he struck with a palm, and suppressed the tenth-level pagoda.
Boom!
The three graceful figures were shocked and seemed to have retreated into the mural.
But the next moment.
From that mural, a supreme pulling force burst out directly.
"This is?"
Chu Feng's expression changed, and before he had time to react, his body turned into a streak of light and disappeared from the spot.
In that ancient mural, a figure resembling Chu Feng seemed to appear.
His whole body was shaken.
Looking up, the surrounding world has turned into a fairyland.
"The world in the mural!"
Chu Feng was extremely frightened. He looked around and saw that in the mural fairyland, the world was vast and there were countless figures, paralyzed on the ground, extinct.
They come from many races and all belong to the Saint Son level. There are actually about ten of them, and they all stay here forever.
Just when Chu Feng was frightened.
In the mural fairyland, ten streams of light are moving around, which are ten figures. Some are vaguely visible, as if they are moving in the mist, and some are very condensed, and their essence has emerged.
Ten postures.
Each has their own appearance, and they are all stunning.
They are like fairies, coming on the waves with extraordinary lightness.
Chu Feng did not dare to have the slightest contempt, his spiritual mind bloomed, and he used all his strength to sense their every move.
suddenly.
Behind him, a light and agile figure quietly appeared. His jade hands crossed the sky and struck straight at him. His arms were spread out across the sky, as if he could move the sky's clouds.
The floating light circulates, and the jade hand pats it gently, but it wraps up a shocking killing force!