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Through the writings engraved on the stone tablet, Ye Feng heard something. He knew that this was an illusion, but it still shocked Ye Feng. He knew that these illusions should be true.

It is something that happened in the past, but has been buried by the years!

What happened in the ancient war?

Ye Feng doesn't know and has never heard of it.

Then he discovered that magic weapons and weapons were scattered everywhere here, covered in dust and turned into mortal objects. Some of them were broken, as if they were left over from an ancient battle.

Among them, there were many powerful magic weapons, but they were all damaged and now turned into dust. Looking at these magic weapons, Ye Feng seemed to have seen the brutality of the ancient battle. No matter how powerful he was, he was still shattered!

For a moment, Ye Feng thought of the end of the sentence on the stone tablet, "The weapon stops here." This "vessel" should refer to the magic weapon.

Ye Feng looked to the other side. Directly behind the stone stele, there was an altar. It was very large. There were many magical weapons and magic weapons placed on it. They radiated light and had divinity, as if they were placed here to worship ancestors who died in battle. Monk.

But not all of these magic weapons are complete. Most of them are also incomplete. However, even so, they are still powerful. Taking out any one of them is enough to make the powerful fight against it because its grade is too high. !

It can be inferred that the monks who participated in the ancient war are very strong and have a profound realm that is beyond comprehension, otherwise they would not be able to control such a magic weapon.

Ye Feng wanted to get closer to the altar, but as soon as he got closer, he stepped back. A cold sweat broke out on his back, and he felt that his skin was almost torn!

He found that the place above the altar was too dangerous. There was a terrifying aura emanating from it, whether it came from the altar or the weapons. It was difficult to get close. "It's life-or-death danger!"

"What kind of place is this? There are so many magic weapons!"

"It is indeed a place of creation!"

"Haha, so many magic weapons!"

At this time, there was a sudden sound from behind, and footsteps sounded one after another. Ye Feng knew that someone else was coming without turning around.

They stepped into the Taoist temple and glanced at Ye Feng casually, without feeling any gratitude.

The people from the Taikoo clan even mocked: "You came in first, why don't you get the magic weapon?"

Ye Feng squinted at him and said calmly: "I'll keep it for you!"

Everyone sneered, shook their heads slightly, ignored Ye Feng, and then looked around, finally focusing on the altar.

Later, they all tried to get close, but found that the altar was too scary. If they wanted to rush up, they would need to take risks, and they might die miserably.

For a moment, everyone frowned and began to think of a way on the spot, not intending to give up the good fortune in front of them.

Ye Feng did the same, racking his brains, and finally found that the terrifying fluctuations on the altar were indeed regular, with brief blank periods during them, but they were unstable and still required risks.

If the adventure succeeds, it will obviously lead to great fortune, but if it fails, it is likely to result in immediate death.

"You, go over and try it!" At this time, the strongest man of the ancient clan, the creature who refined the Qi, looked at Ye Feng and ordered: "You must have discovered the rules of the altar, go over and try it, and help this prince Get a magic weapon!"

His name is "Tianlu", he is an outstanding disciple among the ancient tribes, and he is the son of an ancient king, with a very high status. He is usually very arrogant, and ordinary monks don't look at him. As for the human race, except for those existences such as the Holy Son, he doesn't care.

Ye Feng smiled. He couldn't use spiritual energy and fights here. In other words, no one could do anything to anyone. So who gave him the confidence?

"Why?" Ye Feng sneered and said lightly: "Go and get a magic weapon for me. If you succeed, you can serve me!"

Tianlu sneered, nodded and threatened: "You don't have to go, I will guard you outside after leaving this place. Unless you never leave the Taoist temple, otherwise, once you go out, I will directly kill you!"

Ye Feng suddenly realized that this was where his confidence lay, and said: "I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word "death"! We'll see!"

Tianlu was not angry but smiled, and glanced at Ye Feng contemptuously. He did not take him to heart at all. If he was dealing with an innate monk from the human race, no matter how serious he was, he would not need to call himself an ancient clan!

"Let's go, get ready to go to the altar!" Then he looked at his fellow creatures and said.

"Okay, good fortune is in front of us, we must fight hard!"

As a monk, although he is afraid of death, he is fearless in front of nature and wants to fight. After all, people die for money and birds die for food.

"Let's prepare too!" Other players also said, obviously they had already reached an alliance and decided to work together for good fortune.

"Emperor Feng Tian, ​​do you want to come together?" One of the female players said, sending out an invitation, and other players also looked over.

Only my master frowned and was a little unhappy. As a person from Tianji Star, he naturally didn't like Ye Feng.

However, other players have no grudges against Ye Feng, and Ye Feng has reached innate perfection and is considered a master. Naturally, the players do not want to antagonize him. It is better to unite together, which will make them stronger.

"No, thank you, go ahead!" Ye Feng refused with a smile. If others are polite, he will naturally not be arrogant.

"Okay." Several players didn't say much, guessing that Ye Feng might be afraid of risks and didn't want to fight.

"If you are afraid of death, don't enter the land of creation. It will cause more disasters and the losses will outweigh the gains." My master shook his head and did not look at Ye Feng.

''~Before I was outside, I heard you forcefully declare war on the three tribes, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. "The creatures of the Taikoo clan mocked and looked at Ye Feng with unscrupulous eyes.

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Ye Feng glanced at them, ignored them, and walked straight towards the altar.

He is naturally not afraid of taking risks. If the time is right, of course he plans to go to the altar to fight and maybe get a treasure. But just now, Ye Feng discovered a strange thing and changed his mind.

And that strange thing was under the altar, and he planned to go and see it first.

"Huh?" Seeing Ye Feng suddenly walking towards the altar, the Taikoo clan who were about to take action immediately stopped and were a little surprised. Could it be that they couldn't stand their own contempt and wanted to try desperately?

The players are also stunned. They rejected themselves just now, but now they go alone. They don't know what Ye Feng means?

However, under the attention of everyone, Ye Feng just walked to the edge of the altar and stopped. Instead of going to the altar, he squatted down and watched from the edge of the altar.

"What is he doing?"

"idiot!"

Everyone looked at (King Zhao's) Ye Feng in confusion, then shook their heads and laughed.

Before, everyone had carefully explored the surroundings and determined that the dust-covered magic weapons and weapons had been abandoned and turned into mortal objects, completely useless. Only the magic weapons on the altar could be considered a great blessing!

Ye Feng squatted there as if no one else was around, not caring what everyone thought. At this moment, he looked down and saw a black jar buried in the dust, and cracks had appeared.

It seemed that this jar was also broken, had been violently attacked, and was finally sealed under the altar, losing its divinity and becoming a mortal object.

And it is the strange thing Ye Feng discovered just now.

"Is this..." Ye Feng frowned and carefully took the jar out of the dust. He saw that there was a mask with a ghost face carved on it, but the ghost's face was filled with cracks like spider webs. It looks a little weird.

At this time, Ye Feng was shocked in his heart, but did not show it on his face, silently muttering to himself: Could it be... the ruthless emperor's sky-swallowing magic jar?!"