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The inner hall is half smaller than the outer hall, and the walls are also painted with images of magical instruments. There are three statues of gods on the stone platform against the innermost wall, with a woman with the head of a human and the body of a snake in the center.

There are two men on the left and right. The man on the left is sitting cross-legged and pressing the Yao Qin; the man on the right is holding a giant axe, with a powerful look.

"I live in this inner hall. It is very simple. There is nothing but sitting on the floor.

Fellow Daoist Shi, I see that your injury is not serious, so take a good rest first. "

"Yes, thank you, senior."

Shi Feng had been injured in Li Yuan, and then he ran away desperately, and was hit in the back by the Tianmu Divine Staff. Now he was in pain all over his body, and almost fainted from strength. He just gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on.

He found a place to sit in the corner, took out a few pills and swallowed them.

Zhang Fang was very sensible, "Brother Yan, if there are no other instructions, I will go back to the outer hall."

"Well, Brother Daoist Zhang, please help yourself."

Zhang Fang closed the stone door and returned to the outer hall.

The two brothers, Yan Bozhou and Yan Shuyou, had not seen each other for two hundred years, so naturally they had a lot to say. The two brothers sat down in the other corner and talked over the phone.

When Yan Bozhou heard that the Yan family's ranking in the competition had dropped from second to fourth, almost falling into the middle clan, he couldn't help but curse.

Uncle Yan knew his elder brother's temper and kept his head down, not daring to talk back.

On the other side, Shi Feng catalyzed the elixir, and his magic power gradually recovered.

His life was in danger before, and he was forced to flee into the inner sanctum. After calming down at this time, Shi Feng did not feel happy about escaping from death, but instead felt worried.

The inner hall is a deserted place with no way in or out. This is a well-known fact in Qinzhong Continent for thousands of years.

Entering here is just a matter of dying a few days later.

Shi Feng tried to send talismans to Feng Qitong, Xiaohulu, Dongqiu Yue, Monk Cixuan, and Master Doluo.

However, there was no reply.

He was so sleepy and tired that he couldn't help but close his eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep.

At dawn the next day, Shi Feng opened his eyes.

"Brother Shi, your skills are very mysterious, and your physical body is also strong. When I saw you yesterday, you looked sluggish. I didn't expect that you would be full of energy in one night, haha."

Last night, Yan Bozhou learned from his third brother that Shi Feng had defeated He Bufan in a martial arts meeting, allowing the Yan family to retain their status as a superior clan. He immediately became closer to Shi Feng, and his title changed from "Fellow Taoist Shi" to "Brother Shi".

"senior..."

Just as Shi Feng was about to speak, Zhang Fang from the outer hall shouted loudly, "Brother Yan, Kuangbiao and the others are knocking on the door."

"I know, tell them and they'll be here right away."

Yan Bozhou turned to Yan Shuyou and Shi Feng and said, "Haha, don't be nervous. These demon cultivators are not here to fight. They are inviting us to find the exit together."

Shi Feng was overjoyed, "Is there an exit here?"

Yan Bozhou shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm afraid not! But you know, the illusion of all spirits only comes out of the ground every two hundred years, and each time it appears, it only lasts for one year.

We have been in the dark for two hundred years, and finally we have seen the light. We have to give it a try no matter what.

Otherwise, when the illusion sinks into the ground again, we will not be able to escape even if we break through the inner sanctum restrictions. "

"So what's going on?"

"It's very bad! So far, it has been seven or eight months, and we have tried every means, but still can't find a solution."

Shi Feng's excitement was immediately extinguished, and his mood suddenly became heavy.

Yes, there are only four months until the illusion ends. If you can't get out in these four months, you will have to stay underground for another two hundred years, or even a lifetime...

The door of Shenwu Palace opened and Yan Bozhou walked out. Six people were standing outside the corridor, waiting.

The sun was shining brightly outside, but the faces of these six people were clouded.

It's no wonder that they have been in a dark cage for two hundred years and finally waited for the illusion to reopen. But after eight months, despite all their efforts, there is still no hope of escape.

While walking along the road, Uncle Yan introduced Shi Feng and Uncle Yan to Shi Feng.

"You must have an impression of Kuangbiao. He is from the snow leopard clan in the frozen tundra. I had a dramatic fight with him back then, but the mechanism was triggered and the two unlucky guys entered the inner hall together.

This demon has profound power, is cunning and cruel, and you must be wary of it the most. "

Shi Feng nodded slightly. The frozen tundra is located at the northernmost tip of the Qinzhong Continent. Beyond that is the Northern Cold Continent. That area is covered with ice and snow, and the wind is freezing all year round.

Shi Feng could feel Kuangbiao's violent demonic aura, and he estimated that when he got angry, he could easily tear people into pieces.

"The green-skinned, tall and thin man on Kuangbiao's left is a centipede-in-shape spirit named Kui Huan, who comes from Snake Island in the East China Sea.

You see, there are nine long knives stuck in his back. Those knives were made with his own limbs and were extremely sharp and highly poisonous.

The arrogant General Wu with the fangs on the right is a wild boar demon that has just transformed. He has the weakest ability among the three demon cultivators. He has rough skin and thick flesh, and has a few kilograms of brute strength. In addition, his fangs can be detached from his body. fly out. "

Uncle Yan nodded slightly, "Brother, what are the origins of the three people over there? They all seem to be human beings?"

"Yes, that's right. The three of them are in a group. The leader is a middle-aged man dressed in semi-traditional and semi-conventional clothes. His name is Qiu Wenchi. He is a late-stage Jindan cultivator. Have you heard of his name?"

Shi Feng shook his head, "No. This junior lives in Yan Di and doesn't know the heroes of the Central Plains. But it seems that he and the two people next to him are sword cultivators."

"Oh, how do you know they are sword cultivators? They don't wear swords directly on their waists."

“Judging from the shape of their palms, juniors should be able to hold swords all year round.

Also, when walking, his left hand hangs down, and the two fingers of his index finger are faintly clasped together, ready to form sword skills at any time. He must be a well-trained swordsman. "

"Tsk tsk, that's amazing. By the way, your Taiji Sect is also a sword cultivating sect. It seems that Brother Shi, your swordsmanship must be very good!"

Shi Feng said hurriedly, "This junior's little trick is not worth it in the eyes of the seniors, but I heard from my uncle that the master of the village is not only good at sword refining, but his swordsmanship is second to none in Shu."

Yan Bozhou laughed "haha" and said, "Brother Shi, you are just kidding me. There is Qingcheng Sect in Shu, one of the six major sword sects. In terms of swordsmanship, who can win over me, Yan?"

By the way, this Qiu Wenchi is also from the six major sword sects. He is a swordsman of the Yandang sect and was quite famous back then.

However, there are talented people in the country, and he has been locked up in the inner palace for two hundred years. I am afraid that Qin Zhong has gradually forgotten his figure. "

"Who are the man and woman next to Qiu Wenchi?" Shi Feng asked.

He was very curious about these two people because they had their faces covered all the time and could not see their appearance clearly.

"They are just like you, the unlucky ones who accidentally entered the inner hall when the illusion opened this time.

But they came here more than half a year before you. They are a couple. The man’s surname is Tian, ​​named Tian Guiquan, and the woman’s surname is Mu, named Mu Yinglin. "

"I have never heard of these two names."

"They call themselves casual cultivators from the Chu Kingdom. They have no sect and their swordsmanship is very mixed. Especially that woman, who knows more than twenty kinds of swordsmanship.

However, although they knew a lot of swordsmanship, their attainments were average, so they found Qiu Wenchi as their backer. After all, they were both swordsmen, and the signatures of the six major sword sects were still well-known. "

"Even the owner of the big village can't figure out the origin of their magical powers?"

"Unrecognizable!"

"Then why are they covering their faces?"

"Oh, this is nothing, because both of their faces were scratched by their enemies. The scars are intertwined and ugly, so they have been covered with scarves."

Shi Feng was secretly curious, "The enemy's face was scratched? If this was done to a woman, it would be justified, but why did it also scratch the husband's face?"