Wearing a simple gray robe.

Following this, the sword on his waist also changed again.

The Sky Splitting Sword was replaced by the Mingsha Sword.

Although the Mingsha Sword is not as powerful as the Tianli Sword, with Chen Feng's current strength, even if he uses the Mingsha Sword, it is still at the nine-star quasi-emperor level. He cannot reach the general level and has no opponents.

As for

If we encounter a powerful enemy at the level of a general in the ancient battlefield... Let’s talk about it.

There are no means to deal with it.

"After further improvement, the Phantom Breath Technique will indeed become more profound and unpredictable..."

Chen Feng sensed himself carefully and suddenly showed a smile. He was so confident that even the quasi-emperor ancestors of the Chen family could not tell his true identity in person.

"It's inappropriate to call this secret technique the Phantom Breath Technique..."

"It can change its shape, change its bones, and change its breath and energy. It seems that it can deceive the heavens. In fact, it is a good secret technique. It might as well be called the art of concealing the heavens."

Chen Feng said to himself, and changed the name of the Phantom Breath Jue to the Art of Concealing Heaven.

Conceal the truth!

Using the Heaven-Concealing Technique, Chen Feng's aura remained at the level of the Holy Lord. The Mingsha Sword at his waist was also restrained in power, making it difficult for people to sense that it was a mid-grade quasi-emperor weapon. In this way, he continued in this trance-like and dead valley.

Wait for the opportunity.

As for maintaining the Heaven-Concealing Technique, it consumes a lot of power, but it is nothing compared to Chen Feng's seven-star quasi-emperor cultivation.

Of course, for people below the quasi-emperor level, the consumption would be huge.

Half a day later, several other figures arrived here. Their eyes fell on Chen Feng one after another, as if they wanted to investigate. When they felt a trace of the aura of the Holy Lord realm from Chen Feng, they withdrew their gazes one after another.

As time goes by, more and more people come to this valley, and there are already dozens of them.

It seems that they are all trying to enter the ancient battlefield.

After all, although the ancient battlefield is dangerous, it can also be regarded as a place of experience and opportunity, which can produce some resources that are not available in the great world of Shenhuang.

"Fellow Taoist, my name is Li Qing, I am a great cultivator in the Holy Lord Realm.

, I don’t know how to call fellow Taoist?”

A middle-aged man in Tsing Yi approached Chen Feng and smiled.

"Fengchen."

Chen Feng responded with a dull expression and a blunt tone.

"Fellow Daoist Fellows are also going to enter the ancient battlefield, right? The ancient battlefield is full of dangers. You and I are both Holy Lord Realm cultivators. I also have two Holy Lord Realm partners. Why don't we join forces together?"

Li Qing immediately asked.

"No need!"

Chen Feng still responded stiffly and stiffly, without saying much, giving people the impression that it was "difficult to communicate".

Li Qing frowned, and just as he was about to continue speaking, a wave of cold evil energy suddenly surged out of the valley like a tidal wave.
Chapter completed!