After the aura mark that resembled the tomb of the Nine Continents disappeared in a flash, Feng Jueyu fell into deep thought. He had walked through several tomb passages before, and encountered different barriers and restrictions, but every time he opened the bronze door, there was no trace of it at all.
No one noticed that the copper gate would absorb the death spirit of the person who had just died to form such a small mark. Feng Jueyu thought about it again and again, and it was difficult to conclude whether this mark had something to do with the formation in the tomb here. After all,
It had never happened before, or it had happened without noticing it, so it was impossible to make a conclusion based on the appearance of the mark, but Feng Jueyu still subconsciously looked at the two bronze doors on the right with the word "death" engraved on them.
He chose "Death Door" not because he discovered anything, he just wanted to change his mind and see what the layout of this tomb array was like, so he didn't know whether the appearance of that mark was good or bad.
Feng Jueyu harbored doubts in his heart and did not say anything. People like Xiao Hongzhang all had their own evil intentions. Saying some things that they dare not assert could easily arouse their misunderstandings and suspicions, so it was better to wait and see.
Thinking like this, Feng Jueyu pushed hard with both hands, and the "Death Door" opened in response. When the "Death Door" opened, Xiao Hongzhang and others walked over impatiently.
Tianchi layman Fan Gusheng patted Feng Jueyu on the shoulder with a sneer, and said jokingly: "Little friend Feng, why did it take so long? Maybe I'm scared. Haha, I don't even have the courage to do that. I still want to be in the big tomb."
Are you overestimating your capabilities when exploring treasure hunting?"
"You..." Longyan sarcastically mocked the ancient Saint Fan, who was not very popular, and felt very unhappy.
Just as he was about to reply, Feng Jueyu stretched out his hand to block him, then smiled at Saint Fan Gu and said, "If you say you are not afraid, it is a lie. Since Master Fan is bold, why not take the first step?"
, Feng doesn’t care.”
Everyone looked at the two people who were belittling and mocking each other, and they all looked like they were watching the show with grins. After being teased by Feng Jueyu, Saint Fangu suddenly turned cold: "Huh, this time is yours, I won't do it for you."
You ward off disasters, and those with the surname Feng take the lead."
Feng Jueyu laughed out loud when he saw the appearance of Lord Fan eating a turtle, and stepped into the bronze door with one foot behind his back and his hands behind his back. He said unkindly: "It seems that Lord Fan is also afraid, haha..."
"Feng Jueyu..." Saint Fangu's face was as dark as water, and he was cold and scary. For a self-righteous master like him, what he hates most is being embarrassed in front of others.
From the beginning to the end, he, Mo Shangxian, and Xiao Hongzhang did not take Feng Jueyu, Sikong Jue, and Long Qu seriously. The reason was that their realm was slightly higher than the three of them, and their status in the cultivation world was even higher.
Feng Jueyu can't compete with him, but at the moment, it seems that this person named Feng is so confident and even more arrogant than Sikong Jue, which is really hateful.
It's just that despite the gnashing of teeth and disdain of Fan Gu Shenghate, the little calculation in his heart is still ringing.
Because Saint Fangu understands that when a person cultivates to the Qiankun realm, he always has countless life-saving trump cards. He can despise Feng Jueyu, but he must not suppress the opponent too hard. If he suppresses the opponent too hard, it will be easy.
It will cause the opponent to rebound, and then it will be a situation where the enemy will be injured by one thousand and oneself will be damaged by eight hundred.
Nowadays, the situation in the Yinjue Mountains is complicated. Xiao Hongzhang and Mo Shangxian are not good people. If their condition is slightly wrong, they will easily fall into a situation of no return.
Regardless of Xiao Hongzhang, Mo Shangxian showed enough recognition and respect, but as long as he was slightly injured, I am afraid that these two guys would swallow him up immediately.
There is no mercy in the cultivation world where the weak eat the strong. The more skilled a person is, the more everyone is in danger.
No matter how angry Gusheng Fan was, he finally did not dare to take action against Feng Jueyu. He was not afraid of Feng Jueyu, but he was afraid of Xiao Hongzhang and Mo Shangxian, two dormant beasts that could eat him in one bite at any time.
Seeing Feng Jueyu's back walking into the bronze door, Saint Fangu glanced at him with resentment, then quickly restrained his anger and followed quickly with a sullen face.
Long Yan had been following Feng Jueyu, monitoring every move of the ancient saint Fan. Feng Jueyu saw that Long Yan's body was tense, as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and he immediately said with a smile: "Long Yan, there's no need to be like this, he won't
Hands-on."
Long Yan was not as confident as Feng Jueyu, but he thought to himself: "Master, if you don't save any face for this old guy and let him lose his face in front of others, you'd better be careful."
Feng Jueyu smiled faintly and said: "You don't understand. He is not afraid of me, but he is afraid of the other two. Not only them, but also Long Qu and Sikong Jue are not at ease. Don't worry, they are in the cultivation world.
The old monsters who have lived for nearly a thousand years are all very smart. Everyone knows that whoever strikes first will be unlucky. No matter how angry the ancient saint is, he will not joke with his own life, haha..."
The evil emperor in his previous life had a mind comparable to that of ordinary people. Perhaps Feng Jueyu's moral skills were far inferior to those of the five masters in the tomb, but when it came to his ability to recognize people and judge objects, Feng Jueyu did not think that he was inferior to others.
Joking and laughing, Feng Jueyu walked into the fourth tomb passage confidently. When he entered, he found that it was no different from the previous tomb passage. It was still guarded by twelve ancient beast carvings and underworld soldiers. This time, Feng Jueyu
Jueyu did not waste any nonsense from Xiao Hongzhang and others. He eliminated all the ancient beast carvings and underworld soldiers in the tomb passage, and then came to the bronze gate.
The huge bronze door exuded a golden halo. Feng Jueyu stood under the bronze door and did not push it open immediately. He stood in front of the door thoughtfully and observed the bronze door carefully.
Because he always had a feeling in his heart. When he came in before, the mark that resembled the tomb of the Nine Continent Gods formed by absorbing the essence and blood of the disciples of the Red Feather Tower on the bronze gate of the formation palace could not have no effect at all. It was like a sign.
Appearing in an extremely hidden place, it most likely means something.
He carefully observed every place and every detail of the bronze door. The huge rivets on the bronze door were neatly arranged. The two copper rings on the door panel were like jade, filled with a faint green glow. All of this was normal.
, there was nothing suspicious, but Feng Jueyu always felt that something was wrong.
According to the previous practice, Xiao Hongzhang, Mo Shangxian, Fan Gusheng, Sikong Jue, Long Qu and others also started searching everywhere after coming in. However, in addition to the second time they came in, they found a few Qibao Jade Trees and ancient beasts made of Lingbao Chalcedony in the tomb passage.
After the carvings, there are only dangers but no treasures in several places.
After searching for a while, the five masters returned missing. When they saw Feng Jueyu standing motionless in front of the door, the five of them became confused.
"Hey, Mr. Feng, what are you doing? Face-to-face?" Saint Fangu asked angrily.
Long Qu snorted and said disdainfully: "Is it possible that little friend Feng is afraid? Hmm, with such courage, do you still dare to hunt for treasures in the tomb?"
Feng Jueyu was speechless. Sikong Jue came over with a strange smile, patted Feng Jueyu on the shoulder and said: "Hey, boy, where did the domineering energy with me just now go? If you feel that you are not good enough, you can speak.
, I can help you take care of the ferocious monster inside, but for the next portion, I have to get the share you want, okay?"
"Are we familiar with you?" Feng Jueyu heard this and replied in a bad tone.
Xiao Hongzhang walked over gloomily and said: "Feng, when it's time for you to take action, if you don't dare, you can withdraw."
"Quit? I never thought about quitting."
"If you don't want to quit, you have to work hard. Hurry up, I don't have time to waste with you." Mo Shangxian snorted.
"Without your urging, Feng has his own plan."
Feng Jueyu replied coldly, and then hooked his fingers at Long Yan. Long Yan walked over quickly, and Feng Jueyu whispered in his ear: "When I go in later, you must not argue with them. These days
This old man is not easy to deal with, so you must be careful about your own safety. Also, after I enter, you must pay close attention to this tomb passage. If anything suspicious happens, tell me when I come out."
When Long Yan heard this, he immediately remembered it in his heart, nodded and said, "Don't worry, Master, I will remember it."
"Okay, pay attention to safety." Feng Jueyu patted Long Yan's shoulder, and then put his hands on the bronze door.
At this moment, Feng Jueyu was paying close attention to the bronze door. With a strong force on his arms, he finally pushed the huge bronze door open with a loud bang.
However, just when Feng Jueyu poured his divine power into his arms and used it to work on the copper door, a huge suction force pulled his chest in the gap between the two doors where no one could see it.
Divine power quickly condensed in the middle, and in an instant, a mark resembling the tomb of the Nine Continent Gods appeared again.
Just like when he came back, this mark condensed by divine power flashed in front of his eyes and quickly disappeared. The position where it appeared happened to be Feng Jueyu's chest. From this angle, only he could see it.
"Eh?" Feng Jueyu subconsciously let out a sigh, but this time it was heard by Xiao Hongzhang and others.
"What's wrong? Did you find anything?" After hearing Feng Jueyu's groan, the old and cunning Xiao Hongzhang quickly asked, followed by several old monsters who came over.
Boom!
Two bronze doors opened in response, and a huge silver-black vortex appeared at the door.
This vortex enveloped the entire entrance. The vortex was not static, but slowly rotating. Silver star spots formed soft streamlines mixed in the vortex, just like a galaxy star vortex, which was really beautiful.
"It's nothing, I don't know what kind of monster is hidden in this door?" Feng Jueyu pointed to the whirlpool entrance that appeared in front of the copper door and used an excuse to change the topic.
Xiao Hongzhang glanced at it and said solemnly: "No matter what is inside, it is Feng Xiaoyou's business. Go and solve it. Break this palace and continue to search inside." Xiao Hongzhang said in a commanding tone.
This time Feng Jueyu did not reply, he said a good word calmly as usual, and then stepped into the formation palace.
After his body submerged into the whirlpool, a turbid scene appeared in front of Feng Jueyu. This feeling did not last long. About a breath later, Feng Jueyu stood in a dark void, with stars all over the sky dotting the world brightly, as if