I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

After the woman finished speaking, she turned into wisps of mist and returned to Feng Wunian's ring.

"Wait..." Feng Wunian still wanted to say something, but the light of Najie had dimmed, no matter how much he shouted, the woman couldn't respond.

After a short period of calm, Feng Wunian rekindled his hopeful eyes and looked towards the direction of the Hell Mountain Range.

"Qin Feng, you can't think of it! Although I lost the Supreme Bone this time, I was assisted by a strong man from the previous era. I guarantee that one day, I will definitely smash your corpse into thousands of pieces." He said through gritted teeth. .

After finishing speaking, he took out the healing elixir from the ring, poured it all into his mouth, and began to meditate to heal his injuries.

Almost all the bones in Feng Wunian's body were broken just now, and losing the Supreme Bone hurts his body even more, and it will take him a long time to recover.

He is not planning to enter the Hell Mountain Range again, but to wait for the passage back to the Eternal Continent to reopen.

......

The valley where the altar is located is still in a state of madness, but it has begun to gradually recover.

The Saintess of Xianyao Ridge and the Saintess of Misty Palace have already fled, and the rest of them were either annihilated by the power of reincarnation, or they sacrificed some secret weapon and escaped from this place.

It's very quiet here.

Tang Rui and Qiuye were at the entrance of the valley all the time. They looked at Chu Xianxian who was still sealed in the ice inside the valley, feeling a little worried in their hearts.

"Shh!"

But at this moment, a white light flashed beside the two of them, and Qin Feng's figure appeared here.

"Qin Feng!"

Tang Rui noticed Qin Feng, and immediately stepped forward and asked, "Did you go to chase Feng Wunian just now?"

"Ah."

Qin Feng nodded and said, "But let that guy run away."

Then, he turned his gaze to Chu Xianxian in the valley above the altar.

"Chu Xianxian doesn't know if there will be any danger." Tang Rui said worriedly.

"It doesn't look like it should. She is the Nine Nether Cold spirit body. The extremely cold air in these ice cubes didn't hurt her from the beginning to the end." Qin Feng said slowly.

He has a strong spiritual sense, and he has checked Chu Xianxian more than once, and his breath has always been stable, without any abnormality.

"Then shall we wait here for her to absorb the extreme cold air, or what should I do?" Tang Rui asked.

"I'll go and have a look first." Qin Feng said after pondering slightly.

After all, he once again used the power of the formation here to gather a transparent barrier, and then stepped into the valley.

The frenzied law before couldn't hurt Qin Feng, but now it has gradually calmed down, and the power of reincarnation has almost dissipated, and it can't hurt even more. He soon came to the altar.

At this time, in the icy mist above the altar, only the ice block that had frozen Chu Xianxian was left, surrounded by astonishingly cold air.

"Crack..." Qin Feng crushed a formation scroll, and an ancient formation was formed around the altar in an instant.

This is the formation that he signed in at Qingyao Temple before, and it can be used to help increase the speed of cultivation.

And with the operation of the ancient formation, around the ice block that sealed Chu Xianxian, the extreme cold power also began to accelerate along the cracks and enter her body.

"Ka... ka... ka..." The cracks on the ice cube were getting bigger and bigger.

"It still looks effective." Seeing this, Qin Feng was very satisfied with the effect of the ancient formation.

This ancient array increased the speed at which Chu Xianxian absorbed the extremely cold air around him several times.

Afterwards, Qin Feng's eyes turned to the spirit veins that surged like a great river under the transparent altar.

After a little hesitation, he took out the eye pestle that he signed in at the ancient ruined city outside.

The top is still mottled with rust, and it looks like it is in a state of sleep.

"Previously it was speculated that in order to awaken the Eye Punch, some kind of power from the mountain range was needed. Could it be the power from the spirit veins of the Hell Mountain Range?" Qin Feng murmured to himself.

He had already tried various methods, no matter whether it was injecting aura or magic energy into the eye pestle, it could not be awakened, only a faint light was emitted.

There is no trace of the large formation in the ruined ancient city.

Now, Qin Feng can only try the power of the spirit veins in the Hell Mountain Range, to see if he can wake up the eyes.

"Shh!"

Thinking this way in his heart, he sacrificed the eye pestle, and under his control, it floated towards the central area of ​​the altar.

Originally, the altar was in a very calm state. Although many patterns on it were glowing faintly, there was no special energy fluctuation.

"Boom boom..."

But with the appearance of the Zhanyan pestle, the altar suddenly started to operate, and the ancient pattern on it became radiant, and the whole valley began to tremble violently.

What is even more astonishing is that the unimaginable chill in the galloping spiritual veins below began to be drawn up by the altar, turning into strands of air flow, passing through the altar, and entering the eye pestle suspended above.

"pat...pat..."

And as these air currents continued to enter into the eye pestle, the mottled rust on it began to continuously fall to the altar below, turning into dust and dissipating.

Not only that, but the light it emits is becoming more and more dazzling. The blue light is incompatible with this place, and even somewhat restrained with the dead air.

"It seems that the power needed to awaken this formation of eye pestles is really the power of the spiritual veins in the Hell Mountain Range."

After Qin Feng paused, looking at the altar in front of him, he suddenly frowned and said, "Could it be related to this formation of eye pestles when the altar was established?"

He cast his pupils and looked at the pattern on the altar, trying to see if he could get any useful information, but he got very little.

If you want to understand everything, it will take a long time, probably about seven or eight days.

But he still wants to explore other places in the Hell Mountain Range to see if the ruined ancient city is being used as a "Dragon Ball" to suppress some kind of existence in the Mountain Range.

Can't stay here for too long.

"Roar!"

And at this moment, a dragon's chant suddenly burst out from the center of the formation, which was deafening.

It's like a beast has woken up.

Qin Feng looked and found that the altar drew up the extremely cold air from the spiritual veins below. After entering the eye pestle, it turned into a mini version of the ice dragon soul, rushed out again, and surrounded the eye pestle. around.