The light fell, the figure appeared, and Yang Qifeng stood in the air, looking down.

Glancing at the map in his hand, this place is the ruins on the map mark, the farthest away from the demon city.

There are many strange stones below, a temple, built by the mountain, and the magnificence of the location.

A glance swept away, a dazzling light struck, and then his eyes were instinctively painful.

Looking away, not daring to continue to look more, Yang Qifeng stepped into the void, and when he came to the outside of the main hall, he stopped and took out a silk thread in his arms.

The silk thread is fine, isolating the divine sense, the divine consciousness sweeps over, as if there is nothing, he gently outside the main hall, pulling the silk thread, but it is blocked, and then gently waving his hand, a cyan light emanates from his hand, echoing the silk thread from afar.

The silk thread flickered a few times, disappeared into invisibility, hidden, and Yang Qifeng walked into the temple step by step.

A pair of doors covered with red paint, each open, Yang Qifeng looked at it, expressionless, and strode into it.

Separated from each other inside and outside, like two worlds, inside the gate, the pillars of the main hall stand tall, carved with inscriptions, exquisite and abnormal, the hall is quite quiet, and someone seems to whisper softly in the dark.

Yang Qifeng stood still and listened carefully, but he was vague and couldn't tell what the words were.

Turn around and turn directly to the next hall.

One step passed, but the wind and clouds were changing, and countless black gases appeared around them.

Rolling and moving, like a wave, there is no road ahead, there is no road behind, there is still no road left and right.

No forward, no backward.

All roads, all blocked. The black gas spreads and is constantly changing. Finally turned into a black shadow,

There is a look in the eyes. The bridge of the nose is straight, with big ears and long beard, this is Yang Qifeng's current appearance, brush it, and in the dark shadow, another person has split out, which is also Yang Qifeng's appearance, but his demeanor is different, and his face was expressionless just now. This one had resentment in his eyes, looking at Yang Qifeng, as if he was the enemy of killing his father.

Black shadows kept appearing, and they were all Yang Qifeng's appearance.

But the demeanor is different, resentful, smiling, frowning, angry. Annoyed, rejoicing

Countless Yang Qifeng, densely putting Yang Qifeng up and down, front and back, left and right. All of them were occupied, and they looked at Yang Qifeng directly.

Being stared at by one's own person, if it were an ordinary person. I can't bear this pressure for a long time,

It's a pity that Yang Qifeng is not an ordinary person at all. He stared at this qiē coldly, and did not say a word at all.

One by one, Yang Qifeng. They pounced, surging towards Yang Qifeng like a tide.

At this time, Yang Qifeng closed his eyes directly, and he was motionless, waiting quietly.

After about ten seconds, he slowly opened his eyes,

The black gas in front of him disappeared, and he himself was in the main hall, and he just took a step and sneered, illusion, such a means, how could he Yang Qifeng be fooled.

His Taoism has reached the level of immortals, although he has not comprehended the artistic conception, but ordinary means can no longer help him.

After following the road for a few steps, he came directly to a temple outside,

It's a continuous temple, and no one knows how many there are.

When he was outside, Yang Qifeng only took a cursory glance, blurred, and stung.

A plaque, listed above the temple, is written in demon script, and the Yuan Shi Hall is written on it.

At the beginning of the Yuan Yuan, all the starting points, this name is very domineering, especially in this mythical world, there is a ruthless person who uses this as a name,

This side of the hall actually gave him a lot of surprises by this name.

I swept my eyes, but I saw the Protector of the Dharma.

Two Dharma Protectors, tall and tall, about two feet old, wearing silver armor, covering the whole body, silver helmets, wearing masks, covering their faces, standing on both sides of the main hall, motionless, like statues, without a trace of life on their bodies,

There are three types of protectors, gold, silver and bronze.

In front of him is the silver helmet and silver armor, ranking at the second level, and the strength is the second heavenly pass.

The rapid information crossed his mind, and Yang Qifeng was about to stride forward, but he just took a step, but he stopped advancing, his eyes were sharp, and he stared carefully at the combat boots of the Protector Warrior, where there was a glimmer of golden light, and if he didn't look carefully, he couldn't find it at all.

The armor is golden, which is already a sign of evolution.

The strength is not the seven thunder tribulations that have just crossed the second heavenly pass, but the eight thunder tribulations.

Two Dharma Protectors of the Eight Thunder Tribulations, Yang Qifeng stopped and thought about the solution. ，

Protectors, can be crowned as protectors, they are not weak, although their consciousness is not high, but their fighting instincts are strong and terrifying, they are purely made for battle, their bodies are strong, their mana is immune, two Protectors of the Dharma who have just been tribulated seven times, Yang Qifeng still has the certainty of victory, but if there are two, he will become a protector of golden helmets and golden armor, he will not be able to do it.

One-on-one wins, one-on-two needs to use his hole cards,

This is what he prepared for the red boy, and when he used it here, Yang Qifeng resisted in his heart.

At this moment, Yang Qifeng suddenly trembled, he turned his head directly and looked outside the main hall, the silk thread trembled, this is a warning, an outsider is coming.

Don't continue to think about it, if he fights with this protector, he won't be able to tell the winner in a short time, and if he encounters someone who comes after him, he will definitely be defeated if he is attacked internally and externally.

And even if you win, you will charge others into battle,

Yang Qifeng glanced around, but he glanced at the palace building behind him, and turned into a piece of wood, Yang Qifeng directly turned into a piece of wood, suspended and flew up, and came to the side of the building, and the two fit together.

But the incarnation became a part of the temple, and from a distance, the two were connected, so one that it was impossible to distinguish at all.

The sound of footsteps came out, but a figure stepped out of the main hall.

The person who came had thick eyebrows and big eyes, thick hair on his body, and pants on his lower body, which were not covered by other parts.

This is a wolf demon with two fangs, exposed outside his lips,

His eyes are cold, his body is bent, and he is extremely vigilant, ready to pounce at any time.

One step out, countless black gases filled,

In Yang Qifeng's eyes, this black qi was not scattered, and he slowly transformed into a sharp blade.

A dagger, emitting a cold glow, loomed between his eyebrows.

As time passed, the dagger became more and more real, and half a dagger was directly inserted into the wolf demon's head.

Illusory flickering, as long as the dagger is solid, the wolf demon will surely die.

Drops of blood began to flow between the wolf demon's eyebrows. (To be continued......)