"A dead horse is a live horse doctor, it's really not good, and there is no other way!" Ye Chen gritted his teeth and stepped forward, raised his right hand, and summoned the spirit ruins to slowly probe towards the surface of the magic circle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

That's when an amazing scene appeared!

The forbidden magic circle, which originally seemed to be unbreakable, suddenly flashed with aura after coming into contact with the spirit ruins, and the whole body trembled.

"Does it really work?" Ye Chen's eyes widened, as if he was in a dream.

A moment later, the white light on the surface of the forbidden circle suddenly surged towards his right hand, and poured into the spirit ruins without stopping.

Ye Chen looked at the abnormal changes in front of him with a strange look in his eyes, and his heart was shocked.

After nearly a stick of incense, this translucent forbidden circle finally became invisible, and finally completely turned invisible in a flash of spiritual light.

"It's finished!" Ye Chen let out a cry of surprise, withdrew his right hand and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned.

At this moment, a mass of white material the size of an egg appeared in the palm of his right hand, and it was still circling and wriggling, looking like a living thing.

Upon closer inspection, he could see that it was a condensed white brilliance swirling and intertwining, and at the same time, a thick aura came to his face.

"Wind aura! I didn't expect the spirit ruin to have such an effect!" Ye Chen had cultivated the Wind Thunder Palm, and he was quite sensitive to things with wind attributes, and after seeing the attributes of this white substance, he couldn't help but be stunned.

However, in the face of this special existence, he was a little difficult.

If it was the essence extracted from the elixir, he could still swallow it without hesitation, but this was the first time he had seen this simple wind aura, and he didn't know if he could swallow it in his stomach.

Just when he hesitated, a strange scene unfolded!

Ye Chen only felt a tingling in his palms, and when he looked at it, he couldn't help but change his complexion.

I saw that under the flow of the spirit ruins, it was wrapped in the wind aura and slowly disappeared into the palm of my hand.

The next moment, a strange aura rushed up his right arm, and soon melted into his dantian.

Just when he thought it was all over, the stinging spiritual root shone brightly, and suddenly swallowed up this wind aura!

He was shocked by the abnormality in the dantian, but he didn't find any other abnormalities after concentrating on it.

After devouring the wind aura, the spirit root fell silent again, and the restrained light became dormant.

After being stunned for a moment, Ye Chen was awakened by the spiritual light emitted by the white beads.

He quickly took a few steps forward, subconsciously raised his hand to grab the bead, but in an instant, his right hand stopped in front of him, his face was slightly solemn, and he took a few steps back and bowed to the middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground.

"It's a coincidence that the younger generation came here, and it is not intended to offend! I don't think the senior wants to see the pearl covered in the dust, and a treasure buried here, right? In this case, the younger generation has the courage to collect this pearl as his own. After finishing speaking, Ye Chen straightened his body and bowed to the gray-robed monk.

Ye Chen slowly straightened up, but the next scene made his face change greatly, and his heart was terrified to the extreme!

I saw the middle-aged monk sitting cross-legged suddenly had a flash of inspiration around him, and a gray figure that was exactly the same as him but a little illusory slowly came out of his body, and stood in front of him in a daze.

"Hahahaha! Hard work pays off, the old man has waited for so many years, and finally waited for someone who is destined!"

"Out-of-body, are you a human or a ghost?" Ye Chen exclaimed, his face becoming extremely ugly.

"What kind of out-of-body soul? This is just a wisp of divine soul left by the old man!" The gray figure shook his head and smiled with his long beard, looking unanimous towards Ye Chen.

"Just a wisp of divine soul?" Ye Chen was shocked when he heard this, but he was still a little dazed in his heart: "Dare to ask the senior's surname?"

"The old man is windy!" The middle-aged monk's face turned grim, and a fierce aura flashed between his eyebrows.

However, when he saw that Ye Chen didn't have any special reaction, he couldn't help but roll his eyes: "What, you don't know the old man?" cough...... Maybe you've heard me by another name. ”

"Oh, what other names do seniors have?" Ye Chen frowned slightly, and hurriedly gave up his hand to listen.

"Hmm!" Feng Wutian showed a mysterious smile and said slowly: "Back then, the old man used the Martial Emperor Cultivation as a dominant figure in the Lingwu Continent, and I was known as the 'Kyushu Wind God'. ”

"Kyushu Fengshen?" Ye Chen's face was a little strange when he heard this, and after a moment, a vague memory jumped into his mind, which suddenly made his face change.

He looked at Feng Wutian in front of him in shock, and said contemplatively: "The generation of Tianjiao who was called the 'Son of the Wind' back then, the youngest Martial Emperor in the Lingwu Continent, is it not the senior?"

"The children can be taught! The children can be taught!Hahahaha, although so many years have passed, it seems that the old man's name has not been buried!" Feng Wutian let out a long sullen breath when he heard this, and looked at Ye Chen with appreciative eyes, looking relieved.

Ye Chen rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but be a little speechless.

In his imagination, those predecessors should be reserved in words and deeds, but the "Kyushu Wind God" in front of him is not only not the state of a master he imagined, but even quite conceited and proud.

However, with the strong strength of the other party, he does have this qualification, after all, the prestige of the "Kyushu Wind God" is still widely spread in the Lingwu Continent today, otherwise how could it appear in Ye Chen's memory.

Feng Wutian turned his gaze to the white beads, and his gaze gradually became a little complicated, as if he was greatly moved.

Ye Chen's face moved, and he took the opportunity to ask: "Dare to ask Senior Feng, what is this bead and what is its origin?"

Feng Wutian sighed and said: "I want my Feng Wutian to gallop all my life, invincible, with the Martial Emperor cultivating as the dominant Lingwu Continent, known as the 'Kyushu Wind God'......"

Ye Chen's eyes rolled again when he heard this, and he was speechless for a while: "It seems that this Feng senior is not only conceited and arrogant, but even a little narcissistic!"

Just when Ye Chen's stomach was full of slander, Feng Wutian's face suddenly became solemn: "I thought that the old man was empty-eyed and full of confidence, and accidentally obtained this 'Dark Wind Pearl' in an ancient ruin, I thought that I would start the path of enlightenment and become the youngest martial saint in the Lingwu Continent!"

Ye Chen's heart was shocked when he heard this, but Feng Wutian didn't seem to finish speaking.

"But I don't want to, just out of the ruins I met a powerful opponent, this person has been famous for a long time and cultivated as the old man! But how can I be so easy to provoke? Immediately fight with him, this big battle spanned the entire Lingwu Continent, from Fengzhou on the eastern edge to Lanzhou in the west, the old man finally killed the opponent, but he also paid the price of serious injuries. ”

"Fengzhou?Lanzhou?" Ye Chen was confused when he heard this, and his heart was at a loss.