Xuanyuan Wen felt the aura of the "ancient artifact" and his heart skipped a beat, but he had no intention of leaving immediately.
He first conveyed the news to Senior Brother Zhuge and the apricot-robed woman.
"The ancient artifact is too far beyond our level. Those who are destined can live there, so it doesn't matter if they go a little later."
Senior Brother Zhuge held an ancient fan in his hand and smiled calmly.
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Wen also nodded slightly to express his agreement.
If they reach the level of demigods and learn about the ancient artifact, they will definitely fight for it eagerly.
However.
For most people, a magical weapon that exceeds too many levels has little practical significance. Instead, it is a hot potato or even a disaster.
Of course, there is another important reason.
The current dark library itself is a big opportunity.
In the book pavilion, there are many ancient books, shimmering with light, floating in the sky like stars.
"Each of these books is at least a heaven-level one, and can even touch the level of a 'heaven-level god'...
"Hey, this book actually contains annotations from the ancient god Xie Yang..."
In the dark book pavilion, the genius disciples of Tianxuan Palace are trapped in their own book worlds.
Every book presents a vast world.
The esoteric knowledge presented in these ancient books is a dream even for these geniuses from the Four-Star Sect.
"Many of these ancient books are comparable to the secret knowledge and core inheritance of the 'Tianxuan Palace'. Some are even beyond the current level of the mainland..."
Senior Brother Zhuge couldn't help but sigh.
According to the layout of this bookstore, the books here are semi-open to the public. Even so, Tianxuan Palace also spent a lot of effort to barely open it and enter.
"One book, one world; don't be greedy for too many, just choose one or two books for each person to absorb."
The woman in apricot robe reminded.
For those who have reached heaven-level skills and above, each book is equivalent to at least one inheritance, and the knowledge within it is like a vast ocean.
therefore.
These geniuses and elites all select ancient books that suit them and absorb them.
And absorbing all the contents in an ancient book is a time-consuming and labor-intensive task even for the Void God King who has a photographic memory.
When the content is too large, even if you can't forget it, it will take time.
What is not known is.
In the team of Tianxuan Palace, there was a "silver-armored boy" who was half-step to the king, with a strange dream-like purple flow in his eyes.
Between the eyebrows of the silver-armored young man, a lavender mark appeared faintly.
This silver-armored young man was among the elites who entered the Xieyang Mansion from the Tianxuan Palace. He was the most powerful and had the lowest status. He had always been silent.
He was also the last one to enter the Dark Book Pavilion.
at this time.
The silver-armored boy's behavior was a little unusual.
Swish
He quickly took out an ancient book, and a purple phantom light appeared in his eyes.
After only a few dozen breaths, with an expressionless face, he picked up another book from the starry books.
"Eh, "Langya Jue"? The author...Xie Yang"
The silver-armored boy was slightly startled.
Unlike others who focus on one or two books to absorb, the silver-armored boy has quickly dabbled in dozens of ancient books.
"It seems that this bookstore was opened by the ancient god Ren for the servants in the mansion. This "Langya Jue" is a simplified one from his own vast system of exercises. Even so, this "Langya Jue"
To the outside world, it can be called the supreme evil holy power."
The silver-armored young man's eyes flickered uncertainly.
In normal times, the other geniuses in Tianxuan Palace would have discovered the abnormality of the silver-armored boy.
For example, the spiritual aura looming in his eyes was several times stronger than usual, and his demeanor was also very different from usual.
But at this time, everyone's efforts were devoted to the world of a certain ancient book.
Swish Swish Swish
The silver-armored young man finished reading "Langya Jue" and began to read other ancient books.
He flipped through dozens of books in one breath. Feeling very tired, he took out a few rare materials and elixirs from the storage ring and drank them.
"Junior Brother Deng Chao"
The woman in apricot robe noticed something unusual about the boy in silver armor and reminded: "I advise you to concentrate on absorbing one or two ancient books that are suitable for you. This will be more helpful to you..."
"I see."
The silver-armored boy was neither cold nor hot. After resting, he began to read some ancient books.
Time passes little by little.
By the time most people in Tianxuan Palace had finished absorbing the first ancient book, the silver-armored young man had already "read" hundreds of books that he was interested in.
By the time everyone had absorbed the second book, the silver-armored young man had already "dreaded" two to three hundred books.
At this time.
The young man in silver armor was exhausted, so he found a corner and began to sit cross-legged again, taking some elixirs and rare treasures.
"Okay, in another hour, everyone will set off together."
Senior Brother Zhuge said.
When his eyes fell on the silver-armored boy "Deng Chao", he frowned slightly, but didn't say much.
Inside the Xie Yang Mansion Group, in a cellar.
"Nangong Sheng, should this set of "Langya Jue" be a simplified version stripped from Xie Yang's system of exercises? How is your practice going?"
Zhao Feng opened his eyes, with a hint of fatigue on his face.
"It's strange that I can get started with this set of "Langya Jue" so easily, and my skills in using the power of the Evil God Crystal have greatly improved than before."
Nangong Sheng said in great surprise.
Zhao Feng, how come he suddenly has this "Langya Jue"?
"really."
Zhao Feng was even more convinced that the dark bookstore Xuan Gong entered that day should be a semi-open bookstore in Xieyang Mansion.
And at this time.
The contents and knowledge of two to three hundred "Xie Yang Ancient Books" emerged in Zhao Feng's mind.
Many of these "evil Yang ancient books" can be compared to the top inheritance of three- and four-star sects in the outside world, and even the ultimate secret knowledge of mountains.
The inheritance of exercises in a few ancient books can be compared with "Jin Kun Sacred Thunder Body" and "Five Elements Wind and Thunder Jue".
A very few are even slightly better than the "Holy Thunder Body" and "Wind and Thunder Technique" practiced by Zhao Feng.
But relatively speaking, the Holy Thunder Body and the Wind and Thunder Technique are a perfect match for Zhao Feng. After all, he has the foundation of wind and thunder in his previous life, and he has integrated the divine tribulation thunder power, so he has greater prospects.
Furthermore.
Most of those "Xie Yang ancient books" are from evil schools and are not very suitable for Zhao Feng.
Although Zhao Feng does not know how to practice these ancient books, his level of realm and vision have been greatly improved.
Through "reading a lot of books", Zhao Feng had a concept in his mind: he could fully integrate various exercises and even create his own exercises and secret techniques.
On the other side, in front of the Smelting Building.
"Ah, I really can't stand it..."
Several talented elites who were half-step kings rolled out from the black metal gate.
After these geniuses rolled out, they all raised their smoking feet.
In front of the gate, there were some talented elites recuperating, their feet were scorched black.
There were also a few unconscious people who were carried out by other members of the team.
Except for a few powerful virtual god kings, it is difficult for ordinary half-step kings to persist too long in the casting building.
And at this time.
The competition in the smelting and casting building is also quite fierce.
The one walking at the front was still the little white-bearded swordsman from Tianjian Pavilion.
Buzz
The sword energy on Whitebeard's body is as bright and powerful as the white rainbow sun.
Without squinting, he overcame the heat under his feet and approached the "broken bronze sword" near the stove pit step by step.
Whitebeard didn't even look at the remaining fragments of the divine weapon or the scattered ores.
But later on, every step closer to the "Broken Rust Sword" has to overcome the unimaginable power of the sword.
Every step from now on is like a century of long suffering for Whitebeard.
"This rusty sword contains the remaining will and secrets of the ancient sword god, which may help me break through the current shackles."
Whitebeard is focused on nothing, unyielding, and only has "one sword".
On the other hand, other kings put their energy on those legendary ores and magic weapon fragments.
It's not that they don't want to fight for ancient artifacts, but they are a little unable to do so.
Among them, the "Purple Haired Double Evil" is very eye-catching on the field.
Swish swish
The two purple-haired figures sometimes disappeared from where they were, and then suddenly appeared from somewhere.
In half a day.
The purple-haired twins went in and out of the smelting furnace two or three times, obtained several pieces of legendary ore and magic weapon fragments, and got along like a fish in water.
"Purple-haired twin evil spirits, let me die——"
The Thirteenth Prince's anger surged, and he pulled out a dazzling golden sword in his hand. Surrounded by wisps of dragon-patterned sword energy that went straight to the dome, with the sword power of an emperor who dominated the world, he slashed straight at the two purple-haired figures.
After being promoted to king, the power of the "Holy Emperor's Sword" in the hands of the Thirteenth Prince has increased significantly, and its explosive power and attack power are completely comparable to those of the Great Emperor.
This sword overwhelmed all the talented elites in the field, except for the little white-bearded swordsman.
"careful"
The purple-haired Shuangxie's complexion changed, and he retreated at an extremely fast speed.
Whoosh
The two disappeared and appeared from the other side.
But the "purple-haired boy" left a bloodstain on his body, which quickly healed under the influence of a layer of ice-blue light.
"Are you okay?"
"It doesn't matter that every time the Holy Emperor's sword is unsheathed, the power brewing from the scabbard will explode instantly; in the magical space, this ability and distance are greatly limited."
The purple-haired boy breathed a sigh of relief.
If in the Daqian Dynasty, the power of the Holy Emperor's sword would be at least doubled, and the restrictions would be smaller. If that were the case, there would be almost no one on the field who could match the Thirteenth Prince.
“What a strong defense.”
"How has the strength of these evil pairs improved so much?"
The kings of the Duanmu family, Yuan Gong's family, Cao family and other forces were all shocked.
During the confrontation, these "purple-haired twin evils" actually successfully fought against the royal family and other forces.
The difference is that.
These evil spirits possess mysterious means of hiding. Once they retreat, they cannot be found.
"Shuangxie's strength has grown so fast, and he even robbed my Duanmu family of trophies."
The Duanmu family members were also filled with hatred.
At this moment, Shuangxie is elusive and powerful.
Among them, the physical defense of the "purple-haired boy" was extremely strong, and even attacks approaching the level of the Great Emperor could not pose a real threat to him.
"Yufei..."
The old man in green robe and the man in green robe who were promoted to king cast their eyes on Zhao Yufei.
During the fight, the purple-haired twins deliberately avoided Zhao Yufei.
"Where to run"
Zhao Yufei scolded, leaped in the air, and launched an attack, striking out against the "purple-haired boy" among the two evil spirits.
Peng bang
Zhao Yufei was shaken back dozens of feet by an extreme cold force and inhuman strength, and fell to the ground. A layer of frost spread on her jade-like skin.
"Yufei, are you okay?"
The Duanmu family members quickly protected Zhao Yufei from being pursued by Shuangxie.
"I'm fine...but he's not Brother Zhao Feng"
After Zhao Yufei landed, a blush appeared on her pretty face, but she said with determination.
In the confrontation just now, she had scruples and showed mercy, so she suffered a loss; on the other hand, the other party was very vicious and wanted to kill her.
(Second update, please get some monthly tickets to try to make up for the third update tomorrow.)