Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, and the two of them walked towards the temple, with Feng Nu and Feng Zicheng naturally following behind.

The temple is not very large, only about ten meters in diameter. It is very dilapidated inside, with dust everywhere, and some places have collapsed. It is obviously in disrepair.

In the center of the temple, there was a huge five-meter-high statue. Everyone was a little surprised when they saw this statue.

They originally thought that since this place was so weird and there were so many monsters condensed by demonic energy, then the temple should be enshrined in a demon.

But I didn't expect that this statue would be so majestic.

With three heads, nine eyes, and nine arms, he looks extremely tall!

Among the nine hands, each held a weapon, and the killing aura rushed toward his face!

Although it was just a statue of a god, everyone felt like their eyes were being stabbed after looking at it, and they all lowered their heads.

Chen Feng was very surprised, why in a place with such strong demonic aura, such a god was enshrined in the temple, and it was obvious that the two demon generals were guarding this place just now.

And more importantly, Chen Feng knew this statue!

This is like a smaller version of the Great Asura Dharmakaya.

The Great Asura Dharma God has nine heads, a thousand eyes, and a thousand hands, and his feet are on the sea.

If Chen Feng's Dharma form is the Great Asura, then this is an ordinary Asura, but even so, it is extremely powerful, enough to rival the Great Demon and Great Demon, and has monstrous power!

Everyone couldn't figure it out. Since they couldn't figure it out, they stopped thinking about it and tidied up the temple. It was still spacious and clean.

Chen Feng and Yue Linglong had a big fight, and both of them were in bad physical condition. Chen Feng looked as if nothing had happened, but in fact the Gang Qi in his body had been exhausted, so they each sat cross-legged to recuperate their bodies.

Feng Zicheng also found a corner to sit down. He seemed to be honest, but every time his eyes glanced at Chen Feng, a vicious look flashed through his eyes.

Feng Nu was wandering around outside boredly.

Soon, the day passed. Early the next morning, Chen Feng stood up refreshed and his energy had been completely restored. Yue Linglong also stood up, looking much better than yesterday.

Yue Linglong said in a deep voice: "I have recovered about 30% of my strength."

Chen Feng nodded: "Should we continue to rest here or go forward?"

Before Yue Linglong could say anything, Feng Nu, you had already grabbed the conversation from the side and said: "Of course, keep going forward, are you bored here and getting moldy?"

No one paid any attention to her.

Yue Linglong pondered for a moment and said, "Let's move forward. Staying here is not an option after all."

Chen Feng nodded, and the group continued to move forward.

Around noon, everyone's faces showed a trace of anxiety and impatience. There was still a vast desert in front of them. There seemed to be only two colors of blood red and black in the whole world. They were mixed together, giving people an extremely... Depressed feeling.

The desert in front of them seemed endless. It seemed that the scenery was the same no matter how far they went. They didn't even encounter another oasis.

Everyone couldn't help but miss the oasis they encountered yesterday. Although the trees and lakes inside were very strange and smelly, at least it was much better than the unchanging scenery now.

At this moment, Yue Linglong suddenly groaned softly and walked forward quickly.

She walked to a place and gently raised the sword in her hand. Chen Feng saw a patch of white exposed on the blood-red and black ground.

He looked carefully and discovered to his surprise that it was half a human skull.

Yue Linglong's long sword struck a few times, flying away the soil, revealing the situation here.

I saw a human skeleton lying across here, and next to the skeleton was a long sword.

The scabbard and hilt of the sword were all dusty and looked very inconspicuous. Everyone looked a little sad when they saw this corpse.

This corpse has been here for who knows how many years, and it is completely rotten.

Yue Linglong sighed softly and said: "If we are trapped here and can't get out, I'm afraid we will end up like him in the end."

"Although there is water and food in the mustard bag, there will be a day when it is finished, and it is completely silent here. I am afraid that we will starve to death."

Chen Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Even if you starve to death, you have been eroded by the demonic energy here for a long time. If the Gangqi in your body is not replenished, as long as the spiritual stone is exhausted, we will be eroded by the demonic energy. And die."

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly frowned, his eyes shrank, and he walked forward quickly, holding the gray sword in his hand.

When he got the sword, Chen Feng immediately made up his mind, a look of sadness appeared on his face, his whole face instantly turned pale, he shook heavily, and almost fainted to the ground.

Yue Linglong watched from the side and asked urgently: "Chen Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Feng knelt down on the ground, kneeling next to the bones, and suddenly cried loudly while holding the bones.

He has already recognized that this sword is exactly the sword that his uncle Han Cong used back then.

If the sword is recognized, the identity of the corpse can naturally be guessed. It is the uncle Han Cong who was lost in the Demon Suppressing Valley.

In fact, after Chen Feng came to the Demon-Suppressing Valley, he had already guessed that his uncle was probably already good.

The monsters in this Demon-Suppressing Valley are so powerful, and if they are trapped here and cannot get out, I am afraid they have been poisoned long ago.