Peerless Martial Soul

However, that kind of extreme eight oppressions still came overwhelmingly, making people feel awe!

As soon as Chen Feng made contact, he felt that all the energy and blood in his body was boiling!

Dozens of big stars, shining brightly!

The star veins behind him were not stimulated, so they naturally poured out.

Chen Feng felt his heart beating wildly and his blood rushing like a mighty river. He could hardly control himself!

It’s hard to imagine how terrifying his strength was during his lifetime!

The next moment, the incarnation of Dongji Qingxu God suddenly rushed towards the corpse.

In other words, the true body of Dongji Qingxu God!

Then, it penetrated into his body.

The next moment, Chen Feng saw Dongji Qingxu God and spoke slowly.

Of course, Chen Feng knew that this was just an external incarnation that slightly controlled his body.

Dongji Qingxu God Lord has not been resurrected.

"Chen Feng, I'm going."

"You are so precious!"

At this moment, the black mist that had always been easy to be kind quietly dissipated.

But it revealed the mighty true appearance inside.

Inside, there were actually tens of thousands of skeleton war horses! A strange driver wearing a black cloak!

There are also those mottled copper-colored, evil and powerful bronze chariots!

I felt the aura of Dongji Qingxu Divine Lord slowly fade and dissipate.

All the skeleton war horses suddenly let out a shrieking cry at the same time, fell to their knees, and grabbed the ground with their heads!

Those black cloaked drivers were also half-kneeling on the ground!

Dongji Qingxu God suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, chanting slowly:

"I have a fairy heart, but it is locked up by the dust. When the dust is gone, the light will shine and shine through thousands of mountains and rivers!"

And when these four lines of poetry were read out, Chen Feng suddenly had goosebumps all over his body!

Every hair on my body stands on end!

Heart racing!

For a moment, the whole emotion was uncontrollable to the extreme!

His eyes widened with an expression of extreme shock, full of disbelief!

The next moment, he shouted: "How is it possible? How could it be these four sentences?"

Chen Feng will never forget these four lines of poetry!

Because this was when he was very weak and still in the Qianyuan Sect!

That was Yan Qingyu who was both his master and his closest relative!

Four lines of poetry to recite before death!

How could Dongji Qingxu God know these four sentences?

What's their relationship? Do they know each other?

Chen Feng instinctively shouted loudly: "Senior, wait a minute, senior, I have something to ask!"

However, Dongji Qingxu Divine Lord’s smile has solidified at this moment!

The body suddenly turned into bursts of ashes and dispersed directly.

How can I answer Chen Feng's words?

Chen Feng stretched out his hand to grab him, but he only saw the dust scattered in the sky, falling on his fingertips!

When the dust cleared, there was only one thing left, which fell into Chen Feng's palm!

At this moment, all the skeleton horses, all the black cloaked drivers, and all the bronze chariots!

At the same moment, there were bursts of crisp sounds! Broken one after another!

Then, it turned into ashes and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, dust will return to dust.

As if following their master!

In an instant, Chen Feng was the only one left in the place.

Chen Feng stood there, feeling lost, with endless questions in his heart.

"Why did the Lord Dongji Qingxu chant these four lines before he died?"

However, no one could answer him.

After a long, long time, Chen Feng buried this doubt deeply in his heart and stopped thinking about it.

He looked down at his hands.

What Chen Feng held in his hand was not a key, but an extremely ancient mirror.

The surface of this mirror is about the size of a palm, and underneath is a handle that is no more than half a foot long.

The whole body is a mottled bronze color, which looks like it exudes ancient vitality.

And around the mirror, there are various cloud-patterned mythical beasts and so on.

The carving was extremely rough, as if someone had scratched it out at random.

But inside, there is an indescribable reality, as if it is lifelike.

It seems that these cloud patterns and mythical beasts are all sealed.

Inside, there is a light treasure light coming out, very slight.

After turning it over, there were four big characters written on it: "Jade Xu Treasure Mirror!"

Jade Xu treasure mirror!

Chen Feng nodded slowly: "This is the key to unlocking the supreme inheritance treasure of Yuxu Immortal Sect!"

Chen Feng turned over and over and looked carefully for a moment, but found nothing.

There is nothing on it!

The mirror surface was smooth, but nothing was exposed.

Chen Feng's heart suddenly moved, and power suddenly poured into it.

However, Yuxu Baojian still showed no response.

However, this is not surprising

Chen Feng expected.

He whispered to himself softly: "Presumably, after I enter the Star Soul Martial God Realm or even a higher realm, I should have a reaction if I input power again!"

This situation is normal.

Presumably, the Yuxu Immortal Sect is also trying to prevent people from getting this Yuxu treasure mirror. If they are not strong enough, they will die in vain after opening it.

Therefore, if you want Yuxu Baojian to react, you need to be powerful enough!

Chen Feng already understood in his heart.

He carefully put away the key to the Yuxu Immortal Sect's supreme inheritance treasure.

Then, as he looked around, he suddenly felt endless sadness in his heart.

Although they only knew Dongji Qingxu God for more than a cup of tea, Chen Feng admired him very much for his free and easy atmosphere, his fierceness and yet his ability to change his mind.

There was still chatting and laughing just now, but now it has fallen into pieces.

Looking around, it seemed like I was the only one left in the world.

The next moment, the black mist in front of Chen Feng suddenly condensed again.

It turns into a staircase leading to unknown heights.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and climbed up the stairs if he was moved.

When we reached the end, we were faced with extremely thick soil.

However, these soils are tightly stuck together, and there is a faint golden and silver light shining in them.

It looks and feels extremely hard.

Chen Feng tapped lightly, and the sound made a thumping sound.

Chen Feng sensed his breath and discovered that the soil here was hundreds of times harder than iron and stone.

It is simply impossible to break it open easily.

Chen Feng looked around, and then a wry smile appeared on his lips: "It seems that this is the only way to do it."

He didn't hesitate and punched it hard.

With Chen Feng's strength, this punch was enough to shatter a stone mountain with all his strength.

But it was just a small pit with a radius of one meter in the thick soil in front of him, and he didn't know how long it would last.

Chen Feng's face was expressionless and indifferent, and he just landed punch after punch!

Soon, a passage began to appear.

Chen Feng stepped into it.

In a deep passage, Chen Feng was sitting cross-legged.

This time, he had been digging for a full twelve hours.

Even someone as strong as Chen Feng still feels exhausted.

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged.

The Golden Sutra of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva quietly operates.