Although the formation sect is dazzling today, with Yi Mingfeng in charge and genius disciples who rise like comets, their popularity is so popular that it is famous in the continent.

Among the newly rising forces in the Guyou Continent, the Formation Sect is a leader and no force can match it.

Although such a reputation is glorious, it is also hosted by many forces. If Yi Mingfeng left Bingyan Peak for too long, it would be easy to be attacked by others, and the entire Xicheng and even the entire Zhentian Kingdom would be in danger.

Therefore, for a considerable period of time, Yi Mingfeng was unable to leave Zhentian Kingdom for a long time, let alone enter the [Silent Bone Tower]. If any accident occurs, it will be a disaster for Zhentian Kingdom.

The wood is so beautiful that the forest wind will definitely destroy it. This is the case with the Formation Sect, even more so. From masters to disciples, they are too dazzling. Even if they have a good relationship with many forces, they have long become the thorn in the eyes of many forces.

"That's true. There are too many people staring at the Formation Sect now, Master Yi really cannot take risks with himself." Shi Lingqi Ling sighed.

"Hehe, since that's the case, why not give the little old man a key." Mr. Hu suddenly smiled and said, with an indescribable look, "Based on the little old man's sense of smell of treasures, he might be able to find the secret script of peerless formations and present it to Master Yi."

This old man...

All the strong people present were speechless. As expected, when it came to treasures, Mr. Hu just couldn't help but feel greed.

However, Yi Mingfeng was very straightforward and handed over a key to Mr. Hu San, as long as the key fits it.

As soon as the key fell into the palm of Mr. Hu's palm, it emitted a soft halo, and then merged into his body and disappeared.

This scene surprised all the strong people present. Even if Qin Mo was able to collect eight keys, he could not be as compatible with the keys of the Bone Tower.

"This is a secret skill of the young man, not worth mentioning." Mr. Hu said with a smile.

Yi Mingfeng nodded slightly, as if he was not surprised by this scene. Instead, he recognized what Mr. Hu said and asked him to try his best to find the classics of formations.

"Who should I give the seventh key?"

Yi Mingfeng was a little embarrassed to belong to the last key, and there was really no suitable candidate.

Among the geniuses who are familiar with Yi Mingfeng, those who are talented and capable of entering the [Silent Bone Tower] are also on the back mountain of Bingyan Peak.

"Those little guys in Xicheng have good talents, but their strength is still far from that..."

Yi Mingfeng shook his head. He was talking about geniuses such as Jian Yueji and Xuezhu. Although these young people have extraordinary talents, they cannot keep up with their strength.

Mr. Hu and others also shook their heads. It was not that geniuses such as Jian Yueji made too slow progress, but that geniuses like Qin Mo and Yin Cheng made too fast progress. In just a few years, they have reached the level of the Martial Master and are the highest cultivation speed in the continent.

"Maybe the Original Sword Lord can do it, but..."

Yi Mingfeng thought of this genius from the Western Regions Sword Sect, and was quite familiar with him and also appreciated the Original Sword Lord.

However, Yi Mingfeng immediately denied that the situation of Yuan Dao Zun was the same as that of him. Now Yuan Dao Zun is the number one in the Western Regions Sword Sect, and the responsibility on his shoulders is heavy. If an accident occurs in the [Silent Bone Tower], it will be a huge blow to the Western Regions Sword Sect.

Moreover, in terms of potential, it is possible for the Source Sword Lord to attack the Emperor's Realm. As for breaking through the Emperor's Realm and hitting a higher Dominant Realm, it is somewhat impossible.

After thinking for a long time, Yi Mingfeng was a little distressed. There was no suitable candidate for the seventh Bone Tower Key, which made him sigh that the foundation of the Formation Sect was still shallow and could not be compared with those long-standing giant forces.

If it were other giant forces, let alone seven keys, even seventy keys, you could find a suitable candidate.

"Master Yi, can the seventh key be given to Sister Tianshe?" Xiao Xuechen suddenly spoke and smiled.

All the strong people present were stunned and looked at him, but they saw that Xiao Xuechen's eyes were clear and there was a beauty in her smile.

"You girl..." Yi Mingfeng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "According to your wishes, the seventh key is given to the little girl of the Tiansnake clan. I haven't seen her much before."

Xiao Xuechen bowed gently and thanked Princess Tianshe.

Immediately, a group of companions left one after another, and it was still half a year before the opening of the [Silent Bone Tower]. During this period, we had to practice hard in order to make a breakthrough.

"Stay behind, I have something to ask you for trouble." Yi Mingfeng said to Master Hu San.

Master Hu San was stunned and immediately bowed flatteringly, patted his chest and promised that no matter what Yi Mingfeng ordered, he would still refuse.

call……

Yi Mingfeng waved his sleeves, and the figures of the two in the hall disappeared immediately. When they appeared again, they were in a small building in the back mountain.

"This is..." Master Hu San looked around and said in surprise: "Master Ruan Feng's room, huh, it's so cold..."

There was nothing unusual in the room. Ruan Yige lay quietly on the bed, as if she was asleep, and when she left like this.

However, Master Hu San felt a clear coldness, as if he was trapped in an ice cave, which made his teeth tremble.

Immediately, Master Hu San saw that countless array patterns were densely covered in the room, completely isolated from the outside world, and the so-called no abnormality was just an illusion.

Bang!

Countless array patterns scattered, and on the bed, Ruan Yige's black hair flew over, and turned into a barrier, which was in stalemate with the array patterns arranged by Yi Mingfeng.

It was vaguely seen that there were light and shadows of two other faces flashing on Ruan Yige's white jade-like face.

A terrible wave spread, forming its own field, and its power was so strong that it actually reached the level of the Martial Lord.

"This is..., a sign of the success of that martial art..." Master Hu San exclaimed in a flash, obviously recognizing Ruan Yige's situation.

"You can see it too?" Yi Mingfeng looked over with his eyes burning, "Master Hu San, we are not secretly talking. When I was resurrected from the Wannian Tomb, I realized it. When I buried myself, you should have been in the Wannian Tomb, so I later brought Mo Xiaozi and others into the tomb and resurrected me. The methods you are good at are definitely not as simple as illusions. I don't ask you what your origin is, I just ask if you have a way to solve the hidden dangers of this technique..."

"this……"

Mr. Hu suddenly cried and said, "[Three One Soul-Slaying Technique] has been incomplete since the beginning of the Middle Ages. Only the missing part of the martial arts can truly relieve the hidden dangers. Even if the old man lived a little longer, he would not have reached that level. Where did he know where the missing part was?"

boom……

Countless array patterns flowed in the room, and Ruan Yige on the bed was sealed again, and the coldness filled with the room completely disappeared.

However, a dragon with a patterned dragon lingered around Yi Mingfeng, and its power was even more terrifying, like a giant mountain slowly crushing over.

"Master Hu San, you really don't know at all?" Yi Mingfeng asked in a deep voice, his voice was cold, as if he was about to take action if he had a disagreement.

"Master Yi, don't do it. The old man remembered it. There is a little clue." Master Hu San immediately admitted his conscience and waved his hands repeatedly, "The missing part of the [Sanyi Soul-Slaying Art] should be flowing into the deepest part of the continent. Maybe the clues can be found in the [Silent Bone Tower]."

It's true that it's falling into the deepest part of the mainland...

Yi Mingfeng's pupils shrank slightly, restrained his strength, fell into deep thought, and murmured: "I have also heard that the ancient You Continent in the Middle Ages had nine extraordinary sagas, all of which were continent-level magical secret techniques, but they were successively incomplete, and none of them had complete versions. The incomplete parts seemed to flow into the deepest part of the continent. Over time, even the names of the nine extraordinary sagas were unknown. [Three One Soul-Slaying Technique] is actually one of the nine extraordinary sagas..."

"Even if these nine extraordinary sects are missing, they are not something that ordinary warriors can get in touch with. Master Ruan Feng can get in touch with them. I'm afraid he has reached the depths of the ultimate realm during his lifetime." Mr. Hu San said.

The nine extraordinary abilities of the Middle Ages are still extremely powerful and unique skills even after they are defective. However, it is difficult for anyone to know its name or whereabouts.

Mr. Hu was also in the Wannian Tomb and accidentally learned that the nine extraordinary schools were sealed in the depths of the ultimate domain, but it was difficult to know the specific location.

"Don't tell Boy Mo about Ruan Yige for the time being, wait until you return from the [Silent Bone Tower]." Yi Mingfeng said.

"The little old man will definitely try his best to find the whereabouts of the [Sanyi Soul-Slaying Art]." Mr. Hu promised with a flattering smile.
Chapter completed!