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

"Could it be Qin Feng!" the crown prince Gu Gansheng blurted out.

With such a monstrous comprehension speed, even the saintess of Yaochi was left far behind, and the only thing he could think of was Qin Feng.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The Ancient Sage Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations immediately retorted: "It is impossible for those who have just been born to achieve such a speed of comprehension.

It should be some old antique that was just born. "

Although he was praising the Saintess of Yaochi just now, deep down in his heart, he didn't take the Saintess of Yaochi seriously, and he didn't think that the Saintess of Yaochi would realize anything before him.

Because the strength gap is too great.

The cultivation of the ancient holy son of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations is already in the third level of Nirvana, and his understanding of martial arts is simply not comparable to that of the holy maiden of Yaochi.

Similarly, he didn't take Qin Feng seriously.

In his heart, the only ones who could comprehend so much faster than him were those unborn antiques whose strength far surpassed his.

"Bastard! You actually comprehended my Hunyuanzong's secret technique!" Jun Changye's angry voice echoed in the sky.

Although he is not in this mountain range, the distance is far away.

But he is well aware of the situation in the mountains.

Jun Changye has been looking for Qin Feng's trace, but because there are too many monks coming and going, and Qin Feng's concealment method is very strong, he has not yet determined which one is Qin Feng.

Now that Qin Feng suddenly comprehended Hunyuanzong's secret technique, Burning Dragon Jue, he finally discovered Qin Feng's location.

His heart was full of rage.

That was Hunyuanzong's supreme secret technique, even he had never practiced it, and now Qin Feng realized it, which made him feel extremely humiliated.

"The owner of this voice... is the descendant of Hunyuanzong?"

Hearing this voice full of anger, an old antique from the Gugan Holy Dynasty said in surprise.

"It is estimated that after the Hunyuan Sect was destroyed, a few disciples survived and have been passed down to the present."

The Ancient Sage Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations speculated.

After all, a centipede is dead but not stiff.

The fact that someone from the destroyed sect survived and re-emerged for revenge after tens of thousands of years, not to mention the entire Eternal Continent, has been staged countless times in Zhongzhou.

"Boom..."

In the next moment, in the sky, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the original day turned into night.

Moreover, with the concentration of berserk abilities, countless mysterious and complicated inscriptions suddenly appeared in the sky.

It is somewhat similar to the one on the dark stone tablet here, but it is not exactly the same, full of evil flavor.

"what is this!"

Looking at the scene in the sky, the expressions of all the monks here suddenly changed.

An inexplicable sense of crisis welled up in my heart.

Even the very proud Ancient Sage Son of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations had to admit that he felt a great sense of crisis.

Moreover, he did not understand at all what was going on with those inscriptions in the sky.

"Boom boom..."

At the same time, the saintess of Yaochi and others immediately protected their bodies with spiritual energy.

Their guardians also sacrificed powerful weapons one after another, preparing to deal with possible crises.

"Curse! Get out of here! This is a curse!"

The voice of the black dragon suddenly rang in Qin Feng's ears, and there was some surprise and disbelief in it.

Qin Feng was surprised, he didn't expect that there was something that made the black dragon so afraid.

But he still believed in the black dragon.

He did not choose to escape, but chose to disperse the avatar directly.

When encountering danger, he is still very measured in what kind of trade-offs to make.

"Clone! This turned out to be a clone!"

Gu Shengzi and others in the Valley of Myriad Tribulations were even more stunned.

It never occurred to them that the person who had comprehended the profound meaning of martial arts contained in the Taoist rhyme before them just now was just a clone.

The shock that this caused to them is simply indescribable in words.

"Shh!"

At the same time, in the cave, Qin Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

But at this moment, Jun Changye's voice resounded in the sky again.

"Your aura has been locked! You can no longer hide!"

Jun Changye's words were full of mockery: "Since you have comprehended the supreme secret technique of Hunyuanzong, then bury it forever!"

As his words fell, those mysterious and complicated inscriptions in the sky suddenly lit up with a dark and strange light.

"Om..."

In an instant, Qin Feng felt thousands of pressures on him.

A very wonderful power that almost blocked his whole body.

His aura began to plummet, and his cultivation base began to decline rapidly.

"Boom..."

Qin Feng operated the Longevity Art at full speed, the majestic aura surged in his body, and the whole body burst out with dazzling brilliance, just like a god.

He is fighting against this suppressing force, but his cultivation is still declining.

More importantly, he wanted to use Mu Yuanlu's power to see if he could resist the power that suppressed him.

It turned out that he couldn't use the weapon.

Even, at this time, even his immortal appearance is gone.

However, the only thing that makes Qin Feng more gratified is that he can move the Emperor Wen and the Kunpeng Feather in the system space.

At least not yet life-threatening.

"Is this the power of the curse?" Qin Feng said in a deep voice.

"That's right, I've only heard about it before, and I've never seen it before. I didn't expect people from Hunyuanzong to know how to curse."

Heilong said in amazement.

During the previous period, the reason why Jun Changye wanted to collect so many incomplete special ancient artifacts was to borrow altars from his old acquaintances.

It is for today that he can cast a curse on Qin Feng.

But at the same time, after Qin Feng was suppressed, his constantly declining cultivation also gradually stopped.

His cultivation finally stopped at the ninth level of the Martial Extreme Realm.

A big realm was suppressed by life and death!

Just like Yanse whose cultivation base was suppressed at the beginning, this is not a loss of cultivation base, but within a short period of time, he can no longer display his real combat power.

"Jun Changye's curse technique is really troublesome!" Qin Feng frowned and said in a deep voice.

It was the first time he encountered such a secret technique.

He actually forcibly suppressed his cultivation base.

"Boom..."

At the same time, in the sky of the cave where Qin Feng was, a huge void slowly emerged.

An astonishing ancient breath burst out from inside.

The terrifying energy directly destroyed the mountain where Qin Feng was, leaving only Qin Feng's figure standing there.

"Qin Feng! It's really Qin Feng!"

At this time, countless monks in the mountains had already focused their attention on this place. When they saw Qin Feng standing between the sky and the earth, they were all stunned.