I heard from Han Mo that some people even got precious spiritual fruits and spiritual herbs from it.

I don’t know who left these items, nor how they were formed, but they are the most anticipated creations among this wild ancient mirror.

However, the environment here makes the power of Qi, blood and other powers imprisoned. Only by beating the physical body and tempering the body can one break this stone tablet and obtain the divine treasure contained in it. The danger that needs to be borne is that in contact with

The moment you reach this stone monument, a murderous aura will fill the air.

If you cannot bear this murderous intent, your soul will be injured or even die.

But if you bear this murderous aura, there will be many wonderful things. You can even take the murderous aura into your body and become your own aura to fight the enemy. Once the aura is released, the terrifying murderous aura can be released at any time.

It is an extremely powerful method to impact the opponent's will and soul.

Han Yelan told him these.

The taller the ancient monument is, the more precious the items contained within it are, and the stronger the murderous intent contained within it is.

In other words, this is a combination of danger and opportunity.

Xu Feng grinned. It's a very reasonable deal to get riches and wealth at risk.

He let out a breath of turbid air, took a step back, tightened his muscles, then twisted his waist, and punched the center of the gray ancient monument with a sudden force. He used 30% of his strength in this punch.

"boom!"

As a dull impact sounded, the huge gray stone tablet shook, and countless cracks exploded from where Xu Feng's fist dropped.

But Xu Feng stood motionless, his eyes blank, as if he had fallen into some kind of illusion.

The Great Wilderness Human Race! Kill!

The Great Wilderness Human Race! Kill!

The Great Wilderness Human Race! Kill!

Countless voices exploded in Xu Feng's ears almost instantly. These angry roars seemed to be roaring at him through countless years. The strong killing intent, even with a faint smell of blood, seemed to have been heard from eternity ago.

Time and space penetrated through, piercing into Xu Feng's mind like countless sharp swords.

At this moment, Xu Feng felt as if he was on an ancient battlefield, wishing he could fight in a bloody battle with these powerful human beings.

However, Xu Feng only lost consciousness for a moment and then came back to his senses.

A trace of aftertaste flashed across his face, and Xu Feng felt that his mind seemed to be slightly clearer and his soul was condensed, as if he had been refined in some way.

Suddenly, his mind flashed through the people of the Gou Claw tribe who had been refined into blood elixirs by the immortals, the children of the Hanyu tribe who died tragically after their essence and blood were sucked out by the blood fairies, the shriveled bodies, and the skinned tribesmen.

.

He suddenly felt the same feeling, that kind of anger, that kind of murderous intention, which almost made him shout subconsciously.

"kill!"

Xu Feng's eyes turned red, and an unknown force suddenly surged into his arm.

"Boom - click!"

With a crisp cracking sound, the gray ancient monument exploded instantly, breaking into countless fragments and scattering on the ground. A ball of pale white light emerged on the spot.

However, Xu Feng did not touch the light group, nor did he make any other actions. He just closed his eyes and stood still for a long time.

After a while, he opened his eyes and looked carefully. There was still a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"It turns out that my willpower is still far behind."

Xu Feng did not expect to be so easily affected by this ancient monument. Maybe he felt too deeply in his heart, maybe...this was his weakness.

Because the spiritual will is elusive and invisible, there is no way to strengthen its cultivation.

There is no way to temper except through life and death.

This is the common weakness of all life. This thing cannot be solved quickly and can only be tempered slowly.

"Only life, death and time can build a strong will, but in the ancient mirror of the wilderness, there is a quick way. This ancient monument is simply a miracle." Xu Feng looked down at the rubble on the ground and felt something.

Hidden expectations and inheritance.

This is the training that the ancestors of the ancient human race gave to their descendants, and it is also a kind of expectation and reward.

Passing the torch.

A hint of enlightenment flashed in Xu Feng's eyes.

At the same time, he unexpectedly discovered a way to become stronger, using the murderous intent in this ancient monument to temper his will and make it indestructible.

After his mind calmed down, Xu Feng looked at the white light group that he had not had time to observe just now.

Touching forward casually, the light disappeared immediately, and an ancient sheepskin scroll appeared in Xu Feng's hand.

Looking carefully, Xu Feng found that this was a military art called Changqing Jue. It looked very complicated and seemed to be biased towards healing and healing. Moreover, after observing, Xu Feng concluded that this military art was colder than

All tactics in the Rain Soldier Department must be of high level.

Although it is useless to Xu Feng, it is still possible to give it to Han Yelan to fill up the Hanyu War Tower.

Putting away the ancient scroll, Xu Feng turned to look at the deep pit left behind after the gray ancient stele shattered. There were still some fragments of the ancient stele remaining in the pit.

After cleaning up the pit a little, Xu Feng gently jumped into the pit and squatted down.

Turning his hand and taking out an ordinary sword from the pendant, Xu Feng simply used the sword as a shovel and dug down hard. He wanted to see if there were really strong aliens suppressed under this ancient monument.

Not long after, a mummy buried in the soil appeared at the bottom of the pit, but after seeing the corpse, Xu Feng showed a trace of doubt on his face.

This is the corpse of an immortal clan. This person has been dead for a long time, but he has a weirder aura than those powerful immortal clansmen who died outside. The aura is condensed and never disperses. He should have been stronger than Hedao during his lifetime.

Stage monks are at the Dao blood level, which is the Immortal blood stage of the Immortal clan.

The lifespan of the immortal race should not be much different from that of the human race, and this person should have been dead for thousands of years.

Xu Feng shook his head, not finding much. He smashed the mummy into pieces with one kick, and the lingering aura slowly dissipated.

He jumped out of the pit and continued walking towards the other side of the battlefield.

He put the ordinary sword into the pendant for future use.

After using this sword, Xu Feng thought of his Qingfeng gun. After taking it out and observing it, he found that there were finally some changes on the Qingfeng gun body. It seemed that blood lines gradually spread on the gun body, making it

It is becoming sharper and stronger, and at the same time there is a faint and profound aura growing.

At this time, the Qingfeng Spear is not much worse than the top spiritual treasures forged by the masters of weapon refining. It is just a thin line away from the immortal treasures.

This weapon-nurturing technique is indeed miraculous. It can actually make weapons and magic weapons grow through the nourishment of blood. It is worthy of the secret technique in the ancient scrolls that record the desolate god's art.

Walking on the dim wasteland, a breeze hung around Xu Feng, but what surprised him was that the wind was also filled with vicissitudes and decay, just like this world of death.

Along with the wind, there was also a faint whisper, like a song or some kind of prayer.
Chapter completed!