If it weren't for Yang Feng's Xuanbing Needle's sneak attack, even if the magic weapon of the late Jindan cultivator exploded, it would only hurt the man in red at most.

But now the man in red has not only been seriously injured, but also the Xuan Ice Needle in his body has not been forced out.

If Yang Feng did not continue to attack, the man in red would sooner or later force out the Xuanbing Needle.

But Yang Feng took action at this time and did not give the man in red any chance.

The man in red just took out a shield, and then he stopped.

Just as the man in red took out his shield, the Xuanbing Needle directly hit his dantian.

The man in red was hit by the Xuanbing Needle, which instantly shattered the dantian.

At the same time, all the sword lights emitted by Yang Feng fell on the man in red.

Crack Crack Crack!

Only a sound of broken sounds came over, and the man in red turned into an ice sculpture by Yang Feng.

Then the body of the man in red broke completely like broken ice.

Before the man in red died, he still looked at Yang Feng with disbelief.

In the eyes of the man in red, although Yang Feng was the first to be here, his cultivation level was indeed the lowest and the most inconspicuous.

But the man in red did not expect that he would die in the hands of this person with the lowest cultivation level.

It’s not because of other reasons, but because every time Yang Feng takes action, he is as accurate as he has ever calculated.

Moreover, Yang Feng's most powerful attack was not to attack others before, but to give him a fatal blow at the last moment.

Click!

In the end, the man in red turned into broken ice!

Yang Feng suddenly felt that the pressure around him was relieved and he sat on the ground powerlessly.

At this time, Yang Feng was very grateful to the late-stage immortal cultivator of the Golden Pill. If he hadn't exploded his magic weapon when he was dying, he would have absolutely no way to kill the man in red.

After one stick of incense, Yang Feng recovered most of his true energy with the help of the spirit stone.

The red flying sword had fallen into the blood pool, and Yang Feng had no intention of getting it back, but just raised his hand to recall the Xuanbing Needle.

The man in red had no idea where he was hiding his things, and he had neither storage bag nor other storage equipment.

Yang Feng didn't care about the things on this man in red. A guy who practiced with blood, even if he had something, it wasn't what he wanted.

It was not until this time that he had the opportunity to look at the surrounding situation.

The place where he is located is hundreds of square meters, and the surroundings are covered by formations, which looks faintly hazy.

In the middle of this place is this huge blood pool, directly above it is contrasted by the blood mist of the blood pool, and it is impossible to see clearly.

The soul power swept over and was immediately blocked by the formation.

Yang Fengzai looked carefully several times and confirmed that there was no other way out in this place except the blood pool.

The way in was blocked by the man in red, unless he also had talismans like Pei Guanghe, and he used them to leave here.

The only hope of going out is the blood pool, otherwise he would have to attack the surrounding formations alone.

Not to mention that Yang Feng couldn't understand the formation around him at all, even if he could see it clearly, he would not dare to attack alone.

As for the blood pool, Yang Feng didn't want to go in. Blisters of blood bubbles appeared in the blood pool. After several Jindan monks fell in, there was no movement. After seeing it, they felt a little numb from the scalp.

Yang Feng tried the blood pool above. After confirming that there was no suction, he flew on the platform where the man in red was sitting in the middle of the blood pool.

With a wave of his hand, the bone slag on the platform had been thrown into the blood pool by Yang Feng.

Yang Feng knocked on the platform with the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, and bursts of grim sounds made from it.

Is this empty?

Yang Feng immediately became a little excited. He didn't care about the things of the man in red, but the man in red had been here for a long time.

This ruin is real, and maybe the things in the ruins are collected by the man in red.

Yang Feng didn't spend much time to see the formation depicted on this platform.

This is a simple closed formation. Yang Feng just threw out a few array flags and raised his hand to lift a lid from the platform.

A long and narrow staircase appeared at Yang Feng's feet. Yang Feng's soul power swept in. There was definitely no problem. Then he walked into the staircase and covered the lid outside again.

The stairs are not sure where they lead to, and they are deep and long.

Yang Feng walked for more than half an hour before he saw that there was no staircase in front of him, but there was a path made of sand and stone.

Around the trail, some bright light stones were floating sparsely.

Yang Feng walked along the path for nearly an hour before he saw a stone house without a door.

After confirming that the stone house was not in danger, Yang Feng then entered the stone house. A white skeleton sat in the middle of the stone house.

After many years, this bone still emits a powerful pressure, which is even more powerful than the dry bone lifted from the blood pool by the man in red.

On both sides of the stone house, except for a stone table, there is only one stone rack.

There is nothing on the table or on the stone rack.

It can be seen that the things here have been taken away by the people who came first.

Yang Feng approached the skeleton, and he was a little suspicious that this skeleton was the legendary cultivator in the Divine Sea Realm.

On the ground in front of the bones, Yang Feng saw a row of small characters and wanted to enter our door, his head was thrust forty-nine.

Not to mention that Yang Feng had nothing, even if he got the things, he would not kowtow to a strange bone for no reason.

Yang Feng walked to the foot of the wall, took out the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, and pointed it at the place where he wrote in front of the bone, and blasted it with a sword.

"boom!"

The Zhuxian Sword blew on the ground, splashing countless gravels, and the bones suddenly shattered at the same time, shooting dense white bone arrows.

Yang Feng was startled and immediately punched out a fist. The white bone arrows seemed to be old. They were stimulated by Yang Feng's fists and landed in front of Yang Feng, but did not hurt Yang Feng.

Yang Feng let out a sigh and looked at the bones, which had broken and fell to the ground.

There was nothing on the ground that was blasted by his Zhuxian Sword, and the place where the bones fell to the ground.

Yang Feng was not much disappointed. When he came in, he knew that the things here had been taken away by the person who came first.

At this moment, a salon fell down, and a huge gap was cracked on the roof of the stone house, and the black sand outside the roof fell down.

Yang Feng was not surprised but happy. Since there was black sand falling here, it means that the black desert is above. As long as he goes upstream along the black sand, he will always reach the desert.

A sharp scream came from the passage in the distance, and Yang Feng immediately heard that the scream was made by Xiuxiu.

I don't know if this woman has entered the passage or made a scream somewhere else.

If she enters the passage, it means that the formation that seals the blood pool has been opened.

But Yang Feng no longer wanted to retreat. This ruin must have been searched for countless times, and when he came in, the breeze he felt was wrong.

The ruins were so strange that he had no idea to continue exploring. It would be better to go up from the falling black sand now.

When Yang Feng stepped over the ground that was blasted out by his Zhuxian Sword, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

He is a second-level formation master, and a hidden formation was carved on one of the gravels, which he could tell at a glance.

He immediately took up the gravel, and with his hands, a delicate golden seal appeared in his hand.

There are four words engraved on the golden seal, the Peacock Kingdom.

“Wow…”

The black sand fell more and more. Yang Feng no longer cared about the rest, threw the golden seal into his storage bag, grabbed the Zhuxian Sword and rushed into the black sand in an instant.

As the true energy moves, Yang Feng goes upstream in the black sand.

One hour, two hours...

Half a day passed, and Yang Feng was still flowing upwards in the black sand. Yang Feng seemed to be at the lowest end of sand and stone, and it was still a long time to emerge.

Fortunately, Yang Feng is already a Jindan monk and can breathe inside long ago, otherwise he will be stuffy even if he is stuffy.

After half a day, he stopped and began to rest and restore his true energy.

After another half a day, Yang Feng felt that the place where the sword tip was contacting was relaxed, and the next moment the pressure on his head also relaxed.

Flashes of yellow sand swept over, and Yang Feng sighed a long sigh. He finally came to the desert again.

Yang Feng did not stay here for a long time, so he immediately found a direction and quickly left the original place.

He wanted to leave the vicinity first, then find a safe place to clean it, and then restore his true energy.

An hour later, Yang Feng found a dry poplar periphery, and he decided to rest here.

Before confirming that he would rest here, Yang Feng swept out his soul power, and at this time his soul power could be viewed within a range of more than ten miles around him.

A monk with disheveled hair appeared in Yang Feng's soul power in a blur. The monk staggered, obviously he was not strong enough.

This is still a female cultivator. Judging from her appearance, she seems to be running away in the desert.

Wan'er?
To be continued...