The rough wind and sand slapped on his face and nose, and the inverted triangular-eyed monk was half buried in the sand, and when he gasped, the grit went down his mouth, nose and throat, and he could no longer speak.

His eyes were half-squinted, and there was a light of hatred in his eyes, and those people had beaten him and left him here as bait to attract the trialists, ho, he had to remember the faces of those people, and if he could get out alive, he would not let them go.

The wind was whistling, and two figures were rushing in this direction, and there was a strange hint of comfort in the heart of the inverted triangular eye, someone would die before him.

It's close.

Those people must be ready to move.

He saw the brilliance of the formation rise, but in a trance, it seemed that a wind was speeding past him, and before he had time to think about it, a piercing thunderbolt hit his face...

"!" Feng Shuchuan looked back and saw a thunderbolt, and his little heart was beating, "Don't you want a token, as for chasing me for so long, give it to you!"

Zhan Changfeng grabbed the flying token, tsk, not a single pattern was formed, it was completely useless. It's not as good as the token you just got from the pile of people who ambushed you.

"Why are you still chasing, I'll give it to you!"

Zhan Changfeng's voice was cold and quiet, "You are so fast, maybe you can give birth to the blessing of combat boots." ”

Goosebumps got behind Feng Shuchuan's ears, "Are you sick, what the hell! I have been to the trial ground three times and have never heard that the blessing has something to do with the characteristics of the person killed!"

"It's going to have to be experimented. ”

"....." suddenly felt a little desperate.

Feng Shuchuan thinks that he is the fastest in speed, and he can get out of the trial ground several times, but who would have thought that this time he met a pervert, he used all kinds of escape methods, and he still couldn't get rid of her.

"Ancestor bless!" The wind passed away and turned into a gust of wind, which swept up the roadside monk and threw it at Zhan Changfeng, and then a earth escape dodged.

The monk's face was full of confusion, he was obviously hiding from people, why was he thrown into the air, but unfortunately he was killed by Zhan Changfeng with a sword before he was stunned.

Zhan Changfeng's figure did not stop, and as soon as he waved, something flew out of the monk's unlanded corpse.

Well?

Zhan Changfeng looked down and saw that it happened to be a divine blessing, that is, the pattern of combat boots. The five patterns were already ready, and she didn't chase after the wind and the river, but found a place to specialize.

All the patterns were disassembled and reassembled by her, and her traces were obscurily copied, and her mind seemed to have entered a subtle realm, and there was often the sound of soldiers slamming in her ears, far and near, and could not be captured.

While comprehending the artistic conception in the traces, she continued to copy, and finally sketched a complete totem after dozens of times, its famous armor technique.

She didn't know what the power system of the Age of the Gods was, that era was too far away, and she had only seen a few words in some classics that there were only two types of existences in the Age of the Gods, gods, all things, and gods were born gods, and they controlled the operation of the trillion-dollar world from the beginning.

After the gods disappeared, the living beings realized the first Dao system from the Dian Jiangtai, that is, the Shinto inheritance.

The Shinto inheritance does not require you to refine your mind and refine yourself, as long as you can control the power of the totem, even a mortal body can move mountains and reclaim the sea, destroying the world and destroying the world.

It is said that the royal mansion located in the realm of mortals is the totem bearer.

In the process of depicting these patterns, Zhan Changfeng could feel the power contained in the patterns, which was not Yuan power, not true power, nor soul power.

It was an unfathomable force that grew stronger with the generation of one stroke at a time.

Is this the Shinto lineage?

Among the Shinto traditions, the most famous is the Six Paths Inheritance, and even if it is nested in a small place like the Tibetan Cloud Stream, she has heard rumors about the Six Paths.

It's just that I didn't expect that these six realms are based on the divine eye.

Zhan Changfeng carved the armor totem into the eye of the god, and the gloom in the eye of the god peeled off like the skin of the wall, and the world in her eyes became clearer.

She looked at the remaining blessings on the token, one was a bloody blessing, one was a solid stone blessing, and one was a shadowless blessing.

The Blood Blessing and the Stone Blessing have a point of convergence, but they are not yet complete, and they are not as good as the armor totems that can guess the remaining parts.

Shadowless blessing has no clue for the time being.

Zhan Changfeng withdrew the Divine Eye back to the Purple Mansion, looking for a new target, and suddenly the wind and clouds changed, and the black storm rose from heaven and earth, pressing hard.

"Damn, the proving ground has shrunk!" Wind Passing Chuan rushed out of the black storm in embarrassment, and the tyrannical wind and sand behind him obscured the sky.

This black storm forced all the survivors to rush to the eye of the storm, as if to enclose them and kill them.

Feng Shuchuan did not avoid Zhan Changfeng at this time, but came up, "I see that you are also alone, so I will follow you!

He is very familiar with this situation, obviously the last battle is about to begin, according to the past situation, the people who have rushed to the eye of the storm now have either formed a team, or they are alone.

Without a token in hand, they are busy following the person who holds the token, vying for a place to enter the temple. He was busy hiding from Zhan Changfeng's pursuit for most of the day, how could he have time to contact other people, and at this time he had to recommend himself with a shy face, although this person was a little fierce, but his strength was high, and the hope of final victory was great.

Provided, of course, that she gives up killing him.

Zhan Changfeng naturally didn't refuse, she hadn't forgotten that she had a task that needed others to follow her, and it was in vain that she chased and killed him for so long, and finally got it.

If Feng Shuchuan knew that he was being hunted down and killed because Zhan Changfeng had taken a fancy to his strength, waiting for him to take the initiative to surrender, the cliff sprayed her with old blood on her face, there was something wrong!

However, at this time, Zhan Changfeng did not explicitly agree to cooperate, but said, "When we get to the place, we pretend not to know each other, you come according to your style." ”

Feng Shuchuan was not afraid of being blown by the wind and sand, and asked urgently, "What style, run away?"

"......" Zhan Changfeng glanced at him, "just as you did just now, just lead those people to me." ”

Feng Shuchuan seemed to have a cockroach in his throat, and he specially took Zhan Changfeng to run to a place where there were people in order to make trouble for her!

Damn, she's using herself as a scout!

"Hehe, it seems that our cooperation started very early. Feng Shuchuan felt sorry for himself for a while, and when he looked up, he couldn't see Zhan Changfeng, but the spire had already emerged in the distance, and he should be approaching the temple.

The temple stands in the center of the eye of the wind, and unlike today's civil engineering buildings, it adopts a structure of columns and arches, with minarets on both sides, cast in black rock throughout, faintly red, like a great god to open up this oppressive and treacherous world.

Anyone who has been in the Proving Ground knows that the only way to enter the temple is to get the Vision.

But in whose hands is the Eye now?

Groups or single monks were scattered around the temple, and no one dared to act rashly.

Feng Shuchuan didn't see Zhan Changfeng, so he picked a position to stay not far away.

"Isn't this a wind fellow, alone?" At the same time, several people had just escaped from the black storm and arrived together.

Feng Shuchuan glanced at the female cultivator who greeted him, then looked at the three monks behind her, and then replied, "Mu Zhen Daoyou." ”

Coincidentally, they are in the same world, and they have exchanged hands in the station several times.

Mu Zhen saw that he was single and there was no trace of blessing, so he invited, "Feng Dao friends can retreat from the enemy together?"

The Wind Lost River is also famous in the cloud boundary point, and if he can join his team, it will be like a tiger with wings.

Mu Zhen's own reputation is on par with him, and her three members are all middle and high masters just by looking at the breath, Feng Shuchuan thought for a while, and refused with a light smile, "It's still early." ”

Mu Zhen thought that he wanted to see the situation of the other teams, and he didn't force it.