"Okay, I let you enter the outer hall mainly for one thing. As for the other treasure, I, Ouyang Feng, will not be greedy. Of course, if there is an ancient treasure level above the existence, it is another Story. But don’t worry, I won’t let you lose.”

Ouyang Feng explained.

He says this, as a kind of confession, that apart from these mystical things, the rest, as long as the temptation is not fatal, will not be greedy.

"Yes" I nodded and picked up Ouyang's half purple rattle.

"By the way, when you asked me to enter the hall outside, what were you looking for?" I couldn't help but ask.

As early as in heaven, I asked this question, but Ouyang Feng did not answer.

Now that we have arrived at the praying altar, the time is ripe.

Ouyang Feng was thinking of Alin, stretched out his hand in a row, set a ban, and then lowered his voice and said to me: "The project I want, it is not small, its name is."

Ouyang Feng handed me a jade book in a low voice: "This jade article was a secret discovered by a Jindan monk in the outer hall. He was later promoted to the realm of a monk. After waiting for a hundred years, he never had the chance to return to the outer hall. ." There's a general route up there where you find a spot and try to pick up the treasure. "

"Will the Jindan Brother tell the rest of the world about this? If others know, then tell him."

I raised my own suspicions.

"No," Ouyang Feng said decisively, "Because the monk Jindan three hundred years ago was me." Of course, after that, there were another two hundred years of shipwrecks. It is not clear whether anyone has explored that place. "

I put the jade slip away and said, "Don't worry, my elders, I will try to get this thing."

"Okay, I'll take you to the outer hall now. It'll be good for you to get in early. But before that, I'm going to give you a killer!"

"The murderer?" I was looking forward to what killer treasure Ouyang Feng would give himself.

Under my gaze, Ouyang Feng took out a purple book with light lightning patterns and textures.

Buzz~

With a slight injection of magic, the purple book released a bolt of lightning that suffocated the air around it.

Ouyang Feng handed this thing to me: "This thing is very precious. Let me borrow it for now. If you can successfully get the treasure, it will be yours."

I took the purple book and immediately felt the solemn heart-pounding power. One hand couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Enter the temple

"Secret Volume"

I held the purple scroll, my hands were shaking a little, I was surprised.

"Secret Scroll of the Thunder Dragon, a rare thunderfield for cultivating immortals in close combat. It has powerful lethality and is very terrifying. This is the killer I give you!" Ouyang Feng had a solemn face.

"Murderer" I can see the power of this thing from Ouyang Feng's words.

"I'll pass the formula to you first." Ouyang Feng spoke to me again.

"Remember" I nodded. Immortals have very good memories. If you deliberately remember something, it will be harder to forget.

"By the way, Thunder Dragon's Secret Scroll is powerful, but the runic power injected into it can only support you to use it three times at most. After three times, you must pay attention to your spirit. If you must use this Secret Scroll, try not to Use this secret volume."

Ouyang Feng warned.

"Thank you, my ex. I remember everything." I'll keep the secrets rolled up.

In this way, after entering Tianlan Temple, he will play one more card.

In Ouyang Feng's words, this near-roll attack was swift and powerful, close to the full blow of Monk Yuan Ying. The disadvantage is that this secret scroll consumes a lot of runic energy, and even if it is full, it can only be used three times at most.

"Okay, I have to take you to Tianlan Temple as soon as possible."

Ouyang Feng pulled me deep into the outer layer.

Along the way, I occasionally saw the struggle between Yuanying's strong men. Ouyang Feng believes that what he competes for is not temptation or fatality, but lack of participation.

During this period, there are many unknown dangers.

ah!

When he flew thousands of miles, there was a scream in front of him. I don't know any senior strongman who is in trouble.

"There is a swamp over there. As long as it flies over, it may be pulled in by the unknown tentacles lurking below. Even if the strong Yuanbao is trapped in it, there is no possibility of survival."

Ouyang Feng explained this explanation.

When I looked, I saw weeds as tall as Zhang Xu growing somewhere on the left, and the ground below seemed to be in good condition.

At this time, a middle-aged monk's head and hands were exposed in the air, his body was sinking, his entire face was iron and blue, his eyes were full of despair, and his eyes were flooded.

"Help me, save me"

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