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Chapter 220 Curse of the Hundred Graves

Zhao Feng no longer hesitated, and with a flash of green light under his feet, he flew through the air in a violent wind.

Standing in mid-air, the mausoleums at your feet are faintly emitting invisible pressure, and a cold aura seems to spread from the soles of your feet to your whole body.

suddenly.

A chilling sense of crisis surged from an invisible and insubstantial level, as if trying to penetrate Zhao Feng's soul.

That creepy feeling had appeared when I first stepped into the Bone Burial Ground, but this time it was ten times stronger.

pounding, pounding

Deep in Zhao Feng's left eye, the small cyan abyss in the dark space rotated at high speed.

In the blue eyes, a ray of ancient aura of gods and demons burst out.

Only then was the cold sense of crisis dispelled.

Zhao Feng felt a chill in his heart. The invisible and strange sense of crisis was several times stronger than the mysterious skeleton he encountered last time in Yunlin Ancient Temple.

He suddenly realized that the area he had entered was probably a forbidden area.

In just a few seconds, it feels like a century.

Zhao Feng finally flew over the mausoleums. His intuition told him that the cold and frightening sense of crisis came from the gathering aura of more than a hundred mausoleums below.

meow

The little thieving cat and Zhao Feng landed on the square almost at the same time.

The floor of the entire square is made of mysterious silver crystals that cannot even be penetrated by Zhao Feng's left eye.

It can be expected that with Zhao Feng's current strength, it is difficult to damage the square even a little bit.

But Zhao Feng's left eye could sense the aura of space and darkness existing in the Silver Crystal Square, and the vitality of heaven and earth seemed to be condensed.

The little thieving cat jumped lightly and jumped to the center of the square, which was like an altar on the stone platform.

On the stone platform, intricate formation patterns were carved. The one that Zhao Feng touched with his left eye gave him the illusion of falling into an endless void.

Swish

He activated his left eye to copy the formation patterns. Although he could not analyze the formation structure diagram, these mysterious formation patterns were of infinite value to an array master.

The little thief cat jumped on the stone platform, jumping up and down, seeming a little excited.

Zhao Feng secretly thought: "There is clearly no treasure on this stone platform, so why is the little thieving cat so commotion?"

The little thieving cat jumped for a while, then showed a hint of frustration.

Zhao Feng ignored it and entered the stone house next to the stone platform.

Zhao Feng was cautious and spared no effort in "scanning" with his left eye, but could not find any signs of danger.

After crossing the tombs, that sense of crisis no longer existed.

Zhao Feng is basically certain that Silver Crystal Square should be a safe area.

Inside the stone house.

It's messy everywhere, with dust and spider webs all over it, and it looks like it's been through a long time ago.

Zhao Feng's left eye quickly scanned it to determine what was valuable.

Soon, he locked three items on the table: a small bottle, a jug of wine, and a roll of animal skin.

In fact, this stone house has experienced an extremely long time. Anything that has not decayed due to time is basically not ordinary, at least the material will not be bad.

swish

Zhao Feng and the little thieving cat took action almost at the same time.

But their goals are different.

The first thing Zhao Feng locked on was the three things on the table, and they flew away quickly in a flash of electric arc.

The little thief cat's target is a dead insect.

Zhao Feng was shocked. When he scanned it with his left eye, he also found the insect corpse, which was not decayed.

But obviously, this is not the goal he is interested in.

The little thieving cat swallowed the insect corpse in one gulp, as if it was afraid of being snatched away by Zhao Feng.

"Aren't you afraid of being poisoned to death if you eat randomly?"

Zhao Feng was a little bit nauseous.

When he scanned it with his left eye, he determined that the corpse insect was highly poisonous.

The little thieving cat actually burped and was completely fine.

Zhao Feng was greatly surprised. You should know that this thieving cat did not hiccup when he ate crystal stones and natural treasures.

It seems that the corpse insects eaten by the little thieving cats are not simple.

Zhao Feng's eyes turned to his trophies again.

That vial was crystal clear and obviously not ordinary. There was some transparent liquid inside.

As for the wine flask, it was antique and quite heavy. Zhao Feng opened it and saw that there was not a drop of wine in it.

But his intuition told him that this jug was not simple.

The little thieving cat stared at the bottle and flask, feeling a little annoyed and depressed.

But obviously, you can't have your cake and eat it too, and it can't steal its owner.

The last animal skin scroll had two lines of writing on it. It looked so hasty that the following words were blurred, and even the last word was only marked twice.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but draw a conclusion.

This stone house was originally guarded by someone, but under certain special circumstances, the guard left in a hurry. The bottles and flasks were all things that were left in a hurry and could not be taken away in time.

only.

Zhao Feng didn't recognize the handwriting on the animal skin scroll.

That writing is not a common writing on the mainland.

meow

The little thieving cat, on the other hand, jumped on the shoulder and glanced at the two lines of words. A strange color flashed in the cat's eyes.

"You know him?"

Zhao Feng was half-convinced. He always felt that this thief cat was not just born, but had already had good experience and vision.

There was a hint of amusement in the little thieving cat's eyes, and he waved his paw at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng took out a pen and paper from his storage bracelet.

The little thief cat held a pen in its two little paws and wrote two lines of cursory words on the paper, "translating" the words on the animal skin.

Zhao Feng took a closer look and found the following content: The Three Holy Temples have grown up in this realm of dust and are hard to shake. Recently, they have lured several one-star sects to almost break the 'curse of a hundred graves. Now, the energy is transmitted

, has been exhausted, my subordinates go first...

After reading it, Zhao Feng frowned slightly.

Where does the Realm of Dust refer to? Does it refer to the Thirteen Sects Alliance or the Northern Continent?

One-star power is a clue.

Zhao Feng only vaguely heard the Great Elder mention that according to ancient inheritance, sect power is divided into five stars.

From one star to five stars, one star is better than the other.

Five Stars should be the strongest sect in the world, and are mostly limited to legends.

But among the sectarian forces on the mainland, it seems that they have never heard of using ancient inheritance to divide them.

Zhao Feng didn't know the specific method of division, but the Great Elder seemed to know.

Finally, there was the "Curse of One Hundred Tombs", which made Zhao Feng suddenly realize the layout of the more than one hundred tombs.

No wonder that when entering the Land of Bones, especially when approaching the tombs, you will feel the invasion of an invisible cold crisis.

Because Zhao Feng opened his left eye, the power of the curse could not penetrate into his body. Moreover, according to the description on the animal skin scroll, the "Curse of Hundred Tombs" was almost broken back then, but its power today is far less than it was at its peak.

The little thieving cat can also ignore the power of the "Curse of Hundred Tombs". It is obviously unusual in itself. It even has richer vision and experience, so it is easy to break in.

Zhao Feng couldn't figure out what was on the animal skin roll for a while, but he had a vague intuition from the word "dust". The sect world he knew so far seemed to be just the tip of the iceberg.

Zhao Feng doesn't want to think about these unanswerable questions for the time being.

Next, his focus was on bottles and flasks.

The wine bottle was empty, so Zhao Feng threw in the storage bracelet, but the little thieving cat's eyes lit up and he also got into the storage bracelet.

Zhao Feng's last focus was on the bottle.

There was a shallow transparent liquid in the bottle, and Zhao Feng's left eye sensed a strange and pure power, which was more than one level stronger than the elixir he had taken in the sect.

Without hesitation, he drank the remaining liquid, which was less than one-twentieth of the bottle, in one gulp.

The transparent liquid infiltrates through the throat and enters the body.

In an instant, a pure and majestic power penetrated the body.

A ball of liquid just as big as a thumb actually contains such rich power and exudes a powerful breath of life.

Zhao Feng's first feeling was that his stomach was full and he had enough energy.

Immediately afterwards, I felt the power of the liquid to moisturize the flesh, blood and bones of the body. The effect was more than ten times more powerful than the Marrow Cleansing Pill.

Fortunately, that force is very mild, otherwise it would be enough to cause serious damage to Zhao Feng's body.

Zhao Feng only felt that his whole body was being washed continuously, and some hidden injuries were repaired perfectly.

At the same time, the flesh, blood and bones all over the body feel like they have been reborn.

He quickly sat cross-legged and used this power to practice.

The power of the liquid is very easy to absorb.

Half an hour later.

Zhao Feng's body discharged a layer of light black mucus.

Half a day later.

Zhao Feng digested the liquid the size of his thumb and felt infinite strength. It felt like he had just finished eating and was full of energy.

At this time, Zhao Feng's body seemed to have been completely transformed, and his true power had reached the limit of the fifth heaven.

"Just a little bit of liquid left immediately lifted me to the peak of the fifth heaven."

Zhao Feng took a deep breath and suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.

Invisibly, his evaluation of this forbidden land improved again.

According to analysis, this liquid seems to be just a "ration" for the caretakers, and its effect on improving the body's health is just incidental.

That's right, just by the way.

Zhao Feng's first feeling after taking the liquid was that he was "full", followed by the transformation and improvement of his body.

He slowly moved his strength with one hand, feeling that his strength was twice as strong as before.

It is estimated that Zhao Feng's physical strength alone is stronger than that of ordinary fourth-level mortals.

The effect of this mysterious liquid is really amazing, but it's a pity that there is only a little bit left over from someone else's drink.

Zhao Feng simply consolidated for half a day and found that after his body was completely transformed, the effect of cultivation was also twice the result with half the effort.

According to this trend, within a few days, he will naturally reach the limit of the fifth heaven, and the sixth heaven will not be far away.

Zhao Feng was amazed. Although he only drank a little bit of the mysterious liquid, the effect was amazing and he should be satisfied.

His attention was focused on the storage bracelet again, and he was shocked.

In the storage space, the little thieving cat was extremely drunk, and his aura was much stronger than before.

"Where did the wine come from?"

Zhao Feng looked shocked.

He clearly remembered that there was no wine in the storage bracelet.

Zhao Feng locked his eyes on the wine bottle he had just obtained.

The jug, antique-looking and very heavy, now exudes a hint of wine smell, and there are still a few drops of wine left.

Where did the wine come from?

Zhao Feng is sure, the wine flask he got just now is obviously empty?

He snorted coldly and pulled out the little thieving cat.

Half an hour later.

The little thieving cat confessed the truth and poured a pot of water into the wine pot.

After a while, the water in the jug gradually began to smell of alcohol, with a pleasant and mellow aroma.


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