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

"Shh!"

Seeing this, the saintess of Misty Palace changed her complexion, she quickly waved her bare hand, and the light dissipated immediately.

And she said with a little apology: "I'm sorry, this place used to be the palace of the Supreme Realm powerhouse, anyone who wants to make a move here will be suppressed.

However, the guests who are here today are all guests I invited, so please don't hurt your temper. "

Although she was only good-looking towards Qin Feng, she didn't have a good impression of people with no strength.

But today's banquet was arranged by her after all, and she didn't want to see someone fight.

"Hmph! I will forgive you today."

Hearing this, Jin Yulu's face became extremely ugly, but he couldn't get angry in his heart, so he could only snort coldly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

The suppressive light just now put a huge pressure on him.

Qin Feng didn't care at all, and didn't pay any attention to Jin Yulu.

Although he couldn't take action to suppress Jin Yulu this time, there will still be opportunities in the future.

Afterwards, many monks continued to discuss while drinking.

After drinking for three rounds, someone suddenly asked the saintess of the Misty Palace how she got the second chance to try.

This topic is also very interesting to many monks, they put down the wine glasses in their hands, and looked in the direction of the saintess of Misty Palace.

"For what reason, I don't know."

After a pause, the saintess of Misty Palace said, "I just got a token to enter the secret realm for the second time after the secret realm was closed."

While speaking, she also showed the ancient token.

This token looks very ordinary, and there are only some ancient patterns on it, without any words.

Seeing this, many Tianjiao monks were talking about it for a while.

Qin Feng didn't care.

Although the saintess of the Misty Palace seemed very friendly and sincere, she directly took out the token.

But Qin Feng still wouldn't easily believe the words of the saintess of the Misty Palace.

"System, sign in for me!" Qin Feng said secretly in his heart.

"Ding! Congratulations, master, you have successfully signed in and obtained the Misty Palace secret technique!"

The prompt sound from the system without emotional fluctuations immediately rang in Qin Feng's ears.

At the same time, in Qin Feng's system space, an extra scroll appeared, emitting a faint light.

He then checked the effect of this secret technique.

"After using it, you can return your body to an ethereal state within a short period of time?!" Qin Feng was surprised.

Because he remembered that Huo Ling'er acquired this ability after devouring a special source of constitution.

Unexpectedly, there is a secret technique in Misty Palace that can do this.

"Create a secret technique to allow monks to obtain the abilities that only those special physiques possess. I am afraid that only those who are strong in the emperor realm can do it?" Qin Feng thought to himself.

With doubts in his heart, he chose to fuse this secret technique.

After merging, Qin Feng understood that, just as he expected, the creator of this secret technique was the powerful emperor in the past who proved the Tao and created the Misty Palace, the Misty Empress!

"Today is not in vain." A smile appeared on the corner of Qin Feng's mouth.

After all, he had already learned from Huo Ling'er that the body after returning to nothingness can pass through everything and is unstoppable.

At critical times, it can definitely play an important role.

The only flaw of this misty secret technique is that it consumes too much, and what is consumed is not spiritual energy, but blood essence.

But even so, he was still very satisfied.

Not long after Qin Feng signed in, the banquet was over.

Everyone dispersed one after another.

Qin Feng was going to suppress Jin Yulu to see if there was a chance, but he found that Jin Yulu had left halfway, it seemed that something important happened.

He could only return to Guyun Peak of Holy Spirit Academy with Tang Rui and Chu Xianxian.

.....

In the next few days, Qin Feng has been familiarizing himself with the Misty Secret Art obtained by signing in.

After all, in the secret realm left by the saint, there are restrictions on cultivation, and it cannot fully exert all its strength. This kind of secret technique is more effective.

Although Qin Feng was in the secret realm of Shenlongling before, in front of the saint's coffin, he didn't feel the suppression of the holy aura.

But is this secret place devoted to the whole life of the saint? It's not just as simple as a sliver or two of the holy way, and he can't guarantee that he can really ignore it.

As for Chu Xianxian and Tang Rui, they were also adjusting their states.

The future is destined to be holy, the temptation of this is still very strong.

As for the outside world, neither the Misty Palace Saintess nor Jin Yulu has reappeared, and they obviously don't want any accidents before the secret realm is opened.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day when the saint's secret realm was opened.

The outside of the entire Holy Spirit Academy became extremely lively.

Countless ancient ships and ferocious birds, outside the defensive formation of the Holy Spirit Academy, covered the sky and the sun, carrying talents from different places.

They are all for participating in this trial of the holy way.

And in the deepest part of the Holy Spirit Academy, there is an area that almost no one visits on weekdays, with waterfalls and springs, towering peaks, magnificent and magnificent, it is impossible to find anything.

This can be regarded as a pure land of Holy Spirit College.

A lake in the middle area is surrounded by a faint mist, and the surrounding shores are already full of people, each of whom is an extraordinary talent.

Among them, the most conspicuous ones are the saintess of Misty Palace, Feng Mu and Jin Yulu, sons of the Feng family.

Many eyes are focused on them.

And in the central area of ​​the lake, on a small island, the ancient altars are piled up with rare and sacred materials of different qualities, exuding special fluctuations.

The dean of the Holy Spirit College and several other elders stood quietly beside the altar.

"I don't know if anyone can pass this trial of the holy way."

"Even if there is, it's one of the saintess of Misty Palace and Jin Yulu. Let's not think too much about it, just see if we can get some opportunities."

"..."

Many monks talked about it.

They obviously understand the difficulty of the trial of the holy way, and feel that only these two people can pass the trial of the holy way, and they are just making up for it by themselves.

Eternal Night Demon Lord has also come here, listening to the discussion of these people, sneered again and again.

"Hmph! A group of stupid human races, the only one who can pass the test of the holy way." He snorted coldly in his heart with disdain.

At the same time, Qin Feng and Tang Rui also came.

As soon as Qin Feng appeared here, Qin Feng attracted the attention of countless female monks, and even caused bursts of exclamation. They had already heard about what happened at the banquet of the saintesses in the Misty Palace.

They all think that Qin Feng is so handsome, and he is not even afraid of Jin Yulu, so attractive, he is simply perfect.

"With this level of cultivation, he also came to participate in the trial of the holy way?" Feng Mu, the god son of the Feng family, glanced at Qin Feng, and said in surprise.

"I heard that he is the direct disciple of the Ninth Elder of the Holy Spirit Academy, and Lin Luoxue is not in Guyun Peak, so he must have come to represent Guyun Peak to participate!" Lingbei Yitianjiao said with contempt in his eyes.

"It's really pitiful. In the secret realm, although everyone's cultivation base will be suppressed, but the strength of the martial arts they have previously understood and mastered is different, and the strong still have the advantage."

Feng Mu, the god son of the Feng family, said calmly: "Jin Yulu wants to kill him, it's as simple as crushing an ant."

With a condescending appearance, he looked at Qin Feng's fate like a strong man judging all living beings.