Ye Feng stepped in. Without the majestic pressure from the Holy Spirit, he felt extremely relaxed. After entering the third level of the treasure hall, a refreshing fragrance wafted out. He took a deep breath, and unexpectedly
I feel that all the cells in my body are jumping for joy.
The breath in this treasure hall actually contains the wonderful medicinal effect of replenishing the human body's qi and blood. Ye Feng took a few deep breaths and felt that his own qi and blood had been greatly replenished, and the cracked skin on his body was clearly visible here.
Slowly healing, the life essence and blood that had been consumed by stepping up the stairs step by step to resist the pressure was also replenished.
It is no exaggeration to say that this third level treasure hall is a paradise. The aura contained in it has unimaginable benefits for the human body. Even Ye Feng feels that the effect achieved by practicing here for just one day is no less than using a high-grade spiritual essence.
The cultivation effect of stone.
The third level of the palace is even more splendid and magnificent. There is a throne made of red gold in the front direction, and there is a person sitting on the throne!
Ye Feng raised his eyes and looked at the person sitting on the throne. At first glance, he suddenly felt an extremely vast and majestic feeling. He was obviously a person sitting upright, but the feeling he gave Ye Feng was...
It was as if the person sitting there was a god, tall and majestic, vast and boundless, with an aura that looked down on the world and was invincible.
He was wearing a blue robe, with long hair hanging down, and his eyes were deep and intimidating. He sat motionless, and the power on his body had not weakened at all even after countless generations, sweeping across mountains and seas.
When he came, the whole palace roared and trembled because of the aura on his body. Characters rose up one by one, and the auspicious clouds reached the sky. It was a sacred occasion.
"Could it be that—he is still alive?"
Ye Feng was filled with surprise and uncertainty. He didn't need to guess to know that the man sitting on the throne at this moment must be the Green Dragon King. However, from ancient times to the present, his physical body is still alive and lifelike.
The real pressure came so hard that Ye Feng felt that he was not dead yet.
But upon closer inspection, one can see that the eyes of the Green Dragon King sitting on the throne are open, and there seems to be a spectacular and majestic scene of mountains and rivers changing in his eyes, but there is no trace of life in those eyes, and they look empty and empty.
He is also godless, with a vague sense of loneliness and unwillingness, and he must be unwilling to perish.
Even so, sitting on the throne, he still felt an unbearable coercion. He held a mace in his right hand and held it down on the ground. The mace was made of lapis lazuli.
, a lot of dust has fallen on it, but there is a heart-stopping smell of blood coming from it.
It is a kind of bloody smell that has settled down after drinking countless blood. It is rich and then deep and permeates the air. It will not change due to the changes of the times.
"Is this the green gold mace?" Ye Feng stared at the mace and said.
"This war mace is not simple. It is made of feathered green gold. This is one of the rarest divine golds in the world. According to this dragon's guess, this green gold war mace should belong to a certain god-level supreme Taoist soldier.
, It’s a pity that the inner god has perished, so the level of this green gold war mace has also fallen. Even so, this green gold war mace is still indestructible!" The voice of the ancient dragon came.
Ye Feng was startled. He really didn't expect that the green gold mace in the hand of King Qingjiao had such a great origin. It turned out to be an ancient god-level supreme Taoist weapon.
It's a pity that the old dragon has been silent for countless epochs, so it doesn't know about the god-level supreme beings who appeared during this period. Ye Feng doesn't even know about it. Those who have knowledge of ancient history should see this green gold war mace.
You can guess which Taoist weapon used by the god-level supreme being.
"Boy, you must get this green gold mace, it is a treasure!" Old Long said with his thoughts in a feverish tone.
Ye Feng nodded, and he walked towards the throne step by step. Somehow, he walked over unobstructed, without any pressure from him.
Logically speaking, even if a Holy Saint has passed away, the pressure of the Holy Saint on his body is still terrifying and boundless, and it is difficult for ordinary people to resist it. Just a trace of the remaining pressure or the resurgence of the green gold weapon, Ye Feng will be stunned.
Will suffer.
But there was no obstacle for Ye Feng all the way. It was as if Ye Feng was recognized by King Qingjiao after entering the third level treasure hall with his powerful and terrifying body. This was equivalent to allowing Ye Feng to receive the inheritance and inheritance he left behind.
Tradition.
Ye Feng walked to the throne and looked at the Holy Saint who had been enthroned a long time ago. He couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart. Even if you are invincible and stunning all your life, you will still be unable to compete with time. You will still be submerged by the long river of time.
Turn into a cup of loess.
Ye Feng felt the majestic aura coming from King Qingjiao. He took a deep breath and his expression became solemn. He said piously: "Senior King Qingjiao, please allow me, junior Ye Feng, to pay my respects. I am honored to enter this place."
In the treasure hall, I admire the supreme demeanor of my seniors, and at the same time, the juniors also hope that the inheritance of the seniors can continue. This lapis lazuli battle mace accompanies the seniors in battles, and the juniors will definitely not disgrace the power of this lapis lazuli battle mace!"
As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, the green gold mace suddenly emitted a ray of cyan light. It was blue and dazzling, soaring into the sky. The lapis gold mace was covered with a layer of cyan light, wisps of it.
A terrifying and boundless killing momentum filled the air, as if this divine weapon was returning to its supreme glory.
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, and he immediately reached out and took hold of the lapis lazuli mace. Unexpectedly, he could actually hold it in his hand, which was obviously a sign of recognition.
Ye Feng was filled with excitement. He held up the lapis lazuli mace. It was very heavy, weighing at least six to seven hundred kilograms. If Ye Feng had not activated his true dragon bloodline ability, his physical body was incredibly powerful and his strength had also increased by leaps and bounds, he would not have been able to do so.
Lift this lapis lazuli mace with one hand.
The moment Ye Feng lifted up the green gold mace, a sudden change occurred. He suddenly saw the figure of the Green Dragon King sitting on the throne emitting immeasurable light, and finally turned into pieces of flower rain, from
Foot to head disappeared into the void.
This scene made Ye Feng feel extremely strange and unbelievable. He was stunned and watched as the majestic Green Dragon King turned into a rain of flowers before his eyes and disappeared into the void.
"A generation of saints is still no match for the long river of time! He has completely passed away at this moment, and his physical body has also disappeared from this world. Originally, he should have passed away long ago, but he has always held the green gold mace in his hand.
A trace of the magic of this magic weapon protected him
His true form. Now that the green gold mace is in your hands, he has also sat down and left. But King Qing Jiao finally recognized you and allowed you to inherit his orthodoxy, otherwise you would not be able to get close with your current strength.
"The prehistoric old dragon sighed with emotion and said.
Ye Feng couldn't help but be shocked after hearing this, and felt an indescribable sadness.
At this time, after seeing the figure of the Green Dragon King completely transformed into the last rain of flowers, a ray of light directly penetrated into Ye Feng's forehead. In an instant, Ye Feng had a cultivation formula in his mind -
—Qingjiao Ancient Sutra!
This is a holy ancient scripture, precious and powerful. If it were spread, it would definitely cause shock in all directions.
After King Qing Jiao's body sat down, he was shocked to see this box of pills on the throne. There were seven pills in total. Each pill had the appearance of law runes on its surface, which was extremely extraordinary.
In addition, there was a fist-sized Lingyuan Stone lying next to it. There was no brilliance flowing, but it seemed to contain a ball of the purest essence, which was vaguely transformed into a human shape.
"Saint Grade Spiritual Pill? Saint Grade Spiritual Essence Stone? Hurry, put it away quickly, this is a treasure that is hard to find in the world!"
As soon as the prehistoric old dragon saw the elixir and the Spiritual Essence Stone, he immediately roared with great excitement.