boom!
An explosion sounded from the cultivator of the immortal world, and he saw his feather cloak condensed with countless runes, bursting to pieces in an instant, and his flesh was like a clay sculpture, shattered into countless pieces.
"Exit!"
The destruction of the body of an immortal monk is not considered death in the true sense. It must be completely wiped out of his soul and spirit, otherwise the other party may use some kind of secret technique to condense a flesh again in an instant. come out.
The big hand of the middle-aged monk swept across the air, sure to wipe out this monk completely!
In the ancient battlefield, the moment that immortal cultivator was killed, in that distant nine-day immortal realm, in a certain immortal palace in the immortal realm, a cold snort suddenly came out, a powerful killing intent swept out, causing the entire immortal realm. Countless creatures shivered.
At this time, Jiang Feng didn't know what was going on. After the strong person of the Lianxian clan left, he thought about it again and again, and decided to wait for the opponent here in the race because there were too many questions that needed to be answered.
Moreover, the other party seems to know where the Ten Thousand Clan Inheritance is, so it's better to wait for the other party to appear and ask him directly.
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While waiting, Jiang Feng scraped away the storage rings of the monks in the Demon Demon Continent that he had killed earlier, as well as the storage rings left by those killed in the buried fairy coffin, and obtained many monuments of inheritance.
Then Jiang Feng went to study the fairy burial coffin and found that this coffin was worthy of its name, with many immortal patterns imprinted on it, containing mysterious aura, and various powers rushing, and even the aura of great avenues permeating it, which was frightening.
Jiang Feng wanted to take it away, but he couldn't control the funeral coffin, and he could use all his power to use it, and he couldn't shake it.
This made Jiang Feng feel a little scary. The Iron Sword was also an immortal treasure, but it didn't possess such a terrifying power, and it couldn't even be manipulated.
Jiang Feng could only speculate that Immortal Treasures are also divided into different levels, and the difference between the different levels of Immortal Treasures may be greater than that of ordinary treasures he knows.
These can only be slowly understood later.
Yan Dongliu, Lin Cangyun, and Mu Caotang shot at the same time, and they failed to help Jiang Feng shake the funeral coffin, which made him have to give up, guarding the coffin without any countermeasures.
"Master once said that Immortal Treasure is a complete life form. If you want to master Immortal Treasure, you need to inject your will into the Immortal Treasure, and then master it. If the willpower is not strong, it is impossible to motivate them. Xianbao's."
At this moment, Xiao Ling'er's voice spread from Muyu to Jiang Feng's thoughts, and then he saw Xiao Ling'er flying out and wandering around the funeral coffin.
"This fairy treasure has been sacrificed by many powerful people, and your willpower has to be dispersed. It is not enough to just use one, which is even more difficult." Xiao Ling'er flew for a while, and his voice was crisp. Said tenderly.
"It turns out that you still have this kind of ability." Jiang Feng said slightly unexpectedly, and then his eyes fell on the funeral coffin again. To master this kind of fairy treasure requires the power of will, which is really peculiar.
However, Jiang Feng is still very confident about his own willpower.
As early as a few hundred years ago, in the Star Continent, Jiuyou Ancient State, when the Conferring Emperor Conference was held, he condensed his own immortal will. Today, his willpower can be said to be very strong and absolutely Unmatched by ordinary people.
Since only relying on the power of will to master the immortal treasure, Jiang Feng didn't talk nonsense, even if he released his martial arts will, he moved toward the funeral coffin.
After a while, he really felt a kind of power appearing on the celestial burial coffin, like from a piece of paper that had been written on, he felt the strength of the person who wrote it, only to feel the power of this strength. , In order to truly master the funeral coffin.
Jiang Feng was caught in a long period of insight, and when he was striving to master the celestial burial coffin, the middle-aged monk of the Lianxian clan came back and glanced at Jiang Feng's mastery of the celestial burial coffin, revealing a strange color in his eyes.
The celestial burial coffin is a true immortal treasure, let alone master it, even if it touches the celestial burial coffin, it will be rejected by the contained power.
This son actually allowed the celestial burial coffin to be controlled by him, indicating that he had mastered the method of refining it, and it could be regarded as his chance.
"I didn't have much to say when I came here. I just want to tell you something. The Nine Heavens Immortal Realm is not so high, let alone the maker of all orders. Don't be blinded by the cultivators of the Immortal Realm. As for the immortal battlefield. I also understand a little bit, and I won’t introduce too much. My time is relatively urgent. If you have anything you want to ask, you can just ask a question and I will leave after answering.” said the middle-aged cultivator.
This question should be asked by Jiang Feng, but Jiang Feng is now closed, and in the end it was Yan Dongliu who asked this question, and he asked where the ten thousand races were inherited.
"The inheritance of the ten thousand races is the inheritance left by the countless races buried in the ancient battlefield. If I tell you directly, it will be meaningless. Whether I can find it depends on your fate." After that, the middle-aged cultivator turned around. , Leave here instantly.
Yan Dongliu looked wrong. The other party didn't answer, and didn't give him any clues at all. When he wanted to speak, the other party had already left the place directly. There were many doubts and still couldn't explain clearly.
"It's really curious. Why did countless races go to war with the Nine Heavens Realm!" Mu Caotang sighed. It is hard to imagine that one day you will be able to come into contact with characters. It is just a mystery left by history. With their current cultivation base, it is still far away. Far from being able to unravel.
Everyone didn’t know when Jiang Feng was going to refine the celestial coffin, so he waited for more than ten days and didn’t see him succeed, so they left a piece of memory jade slip and recorded all the words that the middle-aged monk of the Lianxian clan said in it, and then Said they left early.
After all this was done, the three of them left the place, and only the Sky Swallowing Tiger stayed here to guard Jiang Feng.
This little guy lay on the ground, did not practice, stretched out his limbs, and slept all day long, although he looked lazy.
But as long as there is any wind and grass around it, it will be alert for the first time, get up quickly, and take a glance around.
After finding that there was no problem, he collapsed on the ground again, looking as if the tiger's life had been abandoned.
……
Time passed quietly like water, and in a blink of an eye, a month had passed.
Finally on this day, Jiang Feng reacted, his eyes trembled slightly, and then opened, a burst of brilliant light burst.
With a single shot, the immortal burial coffin suddenly exploded with an incomparable terrible air, which would require refining for nine days, which was extremely shocking.
"Roar..." The Sky Swallowing Tiger suddenly roared, and climbed up from the ground with great excitement. A pair of eyes looked at Jiang Feng in horror. From Jiang Feng, the Sky Swallowing Tiger felt an astonishing power surging. ()