A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 4740: How is it possible!
However, that kind of extreme oppression is still overwhelming, making people awe-inspiring!
As soon as Chen Feng touched him, he felt that his whole body was going to churn with blood!
Dozens of big stars, the light shines!
The star veins behind him are not stimulated, they naturally flow out.
Chen Feng felt his heart beating wildly, and the blood was rushing into 96, like a big river, it was almost impossible to restrain himself!
It is hard to imagine how terrifying his strength was before his death!
The next moment, the external incarnation of Dongji Qingxu God, suddenly rushed to the corpse.
In other words, the body of Dongji Qingxu God Venerable!
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, slightly controlling his body.
Dongji Qingxu God has not been resurrected.
"Chen Feng, let me go."
"You are so cherished!"
At this moment, the black mist that was easy to be good at all around quietly dissipated.
But it reveals the mighty real inside.
There are tens of thousands of skeletal war horses! A strange driver in a black cloak!
There is also the wicked and powerful bronze chariot that is mottled in copper!
I felt the breath of Dongji Qingxu God Sovereign slowly faded and gradually disappeared.
All the skeletal war horses suddenly uttered a wailing cry at the same time, kneeling to the ground, grabbing the ground with their heads!
Those black cloak riders are also half kneeling on the ground!
Dongji Qingxu God Venerable suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, slowly chanting:
"I have an immortal heart, but I am locked up by the dust, and when the dust is exhausted, I will shine through the mountains and rivers!"
When these four lines of poem came out, Chen Feng suddenly got goose bumps all over his body!
The hairs are all erected!
The heart beats wildly!
In an instant, the whole emotion was hard to suppress to the extreme!
His eyes widened, his expression was extremely shocked, and he was full of disbelief!
The next moment, he shouted: "How is it possible? How could it be these four sentences?"
These four poems, Chen Feng will never forget!
Because, this was when he was very weak, and when he was still in Qian Yuanzong!
That is his master and his close relative Yan Qingyu!
Four lines of poems read before death!
Dongji Qingxu God Venerable, how could he know these four sentences?
What is their relationship? Do they know each other?
Chen Feng instinctively shouted: "Senior, wait a minute, senior, I have something to ask!"
It's just that, Dongji Qingxu God, the smile on the corner of his mouth has frozen!
The body suddenly turned into ashes and dispersed directly.
Where can I answer Chen Feng's words?
Chen Feng stretched out his hand to grab him, but only saw the dust scattered on his fingertips!
When the dust is gone, there is only one thing left on the spot, falling into the palm of Chen Feng!
At this moment, all the skeleton war horses, all the black cloak riders, all the bronze chariots!
At the same moment, there was a burst of noise! One after another broken!
Then it turned into fly ash and disappeared.
In a blink of an eye, the dust returns to the dust to the earth.
As if to follow their master!
In an instant, Chen Feng was the only one left on the spot.
Chen Feng stood there, feeling lost, with infinite doubts in his heart.
"Why did Dongji Qingxu God chant these four sentences before he died?"
It's just that no one can answer him anymore.
After a long time, Chen Feng buried this doubt deeply in his heart and stopped thinking about it.
He looked down at his hands.
Chen Feng is not holding a key, but an extremely old mirror.
The surface of this mirror is about the size of a palm, and underneath is a handle that is less than half a foot long.
The whole body is in that mottled bronze color, which seems to be full of ancient times.
And around the mirror, there are various moiré beasts and so on.
The carvings are extremely rough, as if they were drawn out randomly.
But inside, there is an indescribable reality, as if it is lifelike.
It seems that these moirés, mythical beasts, are all sealed in.
Inside, there is a shallow light showing through, which is very slight.
After turning it over, four characters were written on it: "Jade Xubaojian!"
Yu Xu Baojian!
Chen Feng nodded slowly: "This is the key to open the Yuxu fairy gate without uploading the treasure!"
Chen Feng tossed over and over again, looked carefully for a moment, but found nothing.
Nothing on it!
The mirror is smooth, but nothing shows.
Chen Feng's heart suddenly moved, and suddenly power poured into it.
However, Yuxu Baojian still did not respond.
However, this is not beyond Chen Feng's expectations.
He whispered to himself: "Presumably, after I step into the Star Soul Martial God Realm or even a higher realm, and then input power, there should be a reaction!"
This situation is normal.
Presumably, the Jade Void Immortal Gate is also the one who prevented this Jade Void Treasure Mirror. It was not strong enough. After it was opened, it would be vain.
So, if you want Yuxubaojian to react, you need to have enough strength!
Chen Feng knew it in his heart.
He carefully put away the key to unlock the treasure chest of Yuxu Immortal Gate.
After that, I looked around, and suddenly there was endless feeling of sorrow in my heart~ IndoMTL.com~ Although I only met Dongji Qingxu **** in the time of a cup of tea, his free and easy atmosphere, fierce and fierce but not The loss of opportunity has already made Chen Feng very impressed.
Just now, I was still talking and laughing, but now it's all gone.
Looking around, it seems that there is only one person left in the world.
The next moment, the black mist in front of Chen Feng suddenly reunited.
Turn into a step, leading to an unknowable height.
Chen Feng took a deep breath, and if he moved, he stepped up.
When I reached the end, there was extremely heavy soil in front of me.
It's just that the soil is tightly bound together, and there is a light golden and silver light shining in it.
It looks so hard.
Chen Feng tapped lightly, and his voice made a loud noise.
Chen Feng felt his breath, but found that the soil here is hundreds of times harder than iron stone.
It is impossible to break open easily.
Chen Feng looked around, and then a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that this method can only be used."
He didn't hesitate, and hit it hard with one punch.
With Chen Feng's strength, this fist used all his strength to shatter a rock mountain.
But it was nothing more than smashing the heavy soil in front of him into a small pit of one meter square, and I didn't know when it would be smashed.
Chen Feng was expressionless, his expression indifferent, just one punch after another crashing down!
Soon, a channel began to appear.
Chen Feng stepped into it.
In a deep passage, Chen Feng is sitting cross-legged.
This time, he has dug for a full twelve hours.
Even if it is as strong as Chen Feng, it feels exhausted.
At this time, he is sitting cross-legged.
The Golden Sutra of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva runs quietly.