Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, and the two walked towards the temple, with Feng Nu and Feng Zicheng naturally following behind.

The scale of the temple is not very large, with a radius of only about ten meters, and it is very dilapidated. There is dust everywhere, and some places have collapsed, obviously in disrepair.

In the center of the temple, there was a huge five-meter-high statue. Everyone was a little surprised to see this statue.

They thought that this place is so weird and there are so many monsters condensed from devil energy, so the temple enshrined in this temple should be a demon.

But I didn't expect that this idol was actually awe-inspiring.

With three heads, nine eyes, and nine arms, it looks very tall!

Among the nine hands, each holding a weapon, killing air, rushing toward the face!

Although it was only a statue of a god, everyone felt like their eyes were stabbed after seeing them, and they all bowed their heads.

Chen Feng was very surprised, why in a place with such a strong demon qi, the temple enshrined such a deity, and it was obvious that the two demon generals were guarding here.

And more importantly, Chen Feng knew this statue!

This is like a reduced version of the Great Ashura Dharma Body.

Great Asura God, nine heads, thousand eyes, thousand hands, and feet on the sea.

If Chen Feng's form is the Great Asura, then this is an ordinary Asura, but even so, it is extremely powerful, capable of rivaling the Great Demon and Great Demon!

Everyone couldn't figure it out. Since they couldn't figure it out, then they didn't want to. The temple was cleaned up and it was still spacious and clean.

Chen Feng and Yue Linglong had a battle. The physical condition of the two of them was not optimistic. Chen Feng seemed to be innocent, but in fact the qi in his body had been exhausted, so they sat cross-legged to take care of their bodies.

Feng Zicheng also found a corner and sat down, looking honest, but every time he glanced at Chen Feng, a vicious color flashed.

Feng Nu was boring to go around outside.

Soon, one day passed. Early in the morning of the next day, Chen Feng stood up refreshed, her qi had been fully recovered, Yue Linglong also stood up, her expression looked much better than yesterday.

Yue Linglong said in a deep voice, "I have recovered about 30% of my strength."

Chen Feng nodded, "Should I continue to rest here or go forward?"

Before Yue Linglong had spoken, Feng Nu, you had already snatched the stubborn words from the side carelessly, and said, "Of course you are going forward. Are you boring and mouldy here?"

No one answered her.

Yue Linglong pondered for a moment, and said: "Go ahead, stay here, it's not a way after all."

Chen Feng nodded, and the group continued to move forward.

At about noon, everyone’s faces showed a hint of anxiety and impatientness. There was still a vast desert in front. There seemed to be only two colors of blood red and black between the whole world, mixed together, giving people an extreme Depressed feeling.

The desert in front of me seemed endless, as if the scenery was the same no matter how far they went, even they didn't even touch the second oasis.

Everyone couldn't help but miss the oasis they encountered yesterday. Although the trees and lakes inside were very strange and smelly, they were at least much better than the unchanging scenery now.

At this moment, Yue Linglong suddenly groaned softly and walked forward quickly.

She walked to a place and lightly raised the long sword in her hand. Chen Feng saw that a patch of white was exposed on the blood-red and black ground.

He took a closer look and found that it turned out to be half of a human skull.

Yue Linglong's long sword flicked a few times, and the mud flew away, revealing the situation here.

I saw a human skeleton lying right here, and beside the skeleton was a long sword.

The scabbard and hilt were all gray, and looked very inconspicuous. When they saw this skeleton, everyone looked a little sorrowful.

I don't know how many years this skeleton has been here, but it has completely rotten out.

Yue Linglong sighed slightly and said, "If we are trapped here and can't get out, I'm afraid we will end up like him in the end."

"Although there is water and food in the mustard bag, there is always one day to finish eating, and there is a dead silence here, I'm afraid we will starve to death."

Chen Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Even if you don’t die from starvation, you will be eroded by the magic energy here for a long time, and if the qi in your body cannot be replenished, we will be eroded by the magic energy as long as the spirit stones are exhausted. Died."

At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly frowned, his eyes narrowed, and he walked forward quickly, holding the gray sword in his hand.

After taking this sword, Chen Feng immediately determined the certainty in his heart, with a sad expression on his face, his whole face instantly turned pale, he shook heavily, and almost fainted directly on the ground.

Yue Linglong looked around and asked urgently: "Chen Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Feng knelt on the ground, knelt beside the bone, and suddenly burst into tears while holding the bone, his voice weeping.

He has recognized that this saber is exactly the sabre used by Shi Shu Han Cong back then.

Sabre recognized it, and then the identity of the bones could naturally be guessed. It was the uncle Han Cong who was lost in the Valley of Demon Suppression.

In fact, after Chen Feng came to Zhenmo Valley, he had already guessed that Shishu was already pretty good.

The monsters in the Demon Valley in this town are so tyrannical, and trapped here, they can’t get out, I'm afraid they have been poisoned long ago.