Two days have passed in a blink of an eye, and the dazzling light in the cave has already been restrained.

Tang Fei's eyes were still closed at this time. This time, his cultivation was much smoother than he expected, but in the end, Tang Fei felt a little unreal.

It seemed that all this went too smoothly. He was originally wondering whether this practice would eventually trigger the inexplicable death aura in his body, but it still didn't.

The dead aura always made him feel uneasy. It was obviously not normal for a living person to store such a large amount of dead aura in his body. In addition, his resurrection itself was full of doubts, which made Tang Fei even more restless.

But in the end, he still didn't think deeply. With his current strength, he seemed to be unable to think of that level. What he needs now is how to improve his strength in the short term and avoid the pursuit of those enemies.

"call……"

On the third day, Tang Fei finally opened his eyes, and his bright eyes actually had a trace of purple light coming out the moment they opened.

It flashed and neither Tang Fei nor Gu Lan noticed it.

He stood up and moved slightly, and a crackling sound sounded in his body, and his body's strength increased again. Tang Fei felt that his fists seemed invincible and could penetrate the mountain wall with one punch. He wanted to try his hand, but in the end he was worried about destroying this ancient and precious mountain wall and held back.

"The Golden Crow Jue is indeed powerful, and the witch clan's holy law is worthy of its name!"

Feeling the huge changes in his body, Tang Fei said secretly happily.

As soon as the belief moved, the mountain-cutting axe that had been silent in the sea of ​​suffering in his body for a long time appeared in Tang Fei's hand. It was already a little difficult, but it was much better than before. You should know that Tang Fei now raised this mountain-cutting axe weighing a thousand pounds based on his own physical strength. In the past, Tang Fei still needed to mobilize his whole body's spiritual energy to achieve this effect.

"What a good thing, it's a pity that I can't use it, but this is my biggest trump card. If it's time for life and death to fight, this mountain-opening axe will definitely achieve unexpected results!"

Feeling the domineering aura coming from the mountain-opening axe, Tang Fei sighed in his heart.

In a trance, Tang Fei felt that as his physical strength became stronger and stronger, the mountain-opening axe became more and more convenient. There seemed to be a faint feeling of blood connections transmitted out. Tang Fei didn't know why, so he asked Gu Lan, but Gu Lan didn't know either.

Tang Fei, who was in painstaking thoughts, could only take this thing back to the sea of ​​suffering and cover it up heavily.

Tang Fei had just successfully practiced his body, so he was not suitable to practice the fire control technique immediately. He needed to use the body that had just become stronger, so Gu Lan did not immediately hand over the witch clan's fire control technique to him.

Bored, Tang Fei Deyi began to study the messy text records on the cave wall.

Most of the cave walls in this stone chamber are filled with some spiritual insights, which are not very useful to Tang Fei now, and there are many of them that cannot be seen clearly, so Tang Fei glanced over and did not study them in depth.

The same is true for the second and third rooms. The growing moss has long since destroyed most of the text, and it is difficult to recognize it.

He entered the fourth stone chamber with an oil lamp, and was also useless. Tang Fei was about to leave, but Gu Lan, who had been silent, suddenly looked at the west cave wall in surprise and shouted:

"Look at this stone carving!"

"Huh? What's going on?" Tang Fei looked at the sound of the cave wall. There was nothing but the moss, and there were no stone carvings on it.

"Nothing, what's the moment?"

Tang Fei turned around and wondered.

"Moss, look at the moss!"

Gu Lan's tone became more and more rapid, and he pointed at the moss on it and became a little incoherent.

"Chongmos?" Tang Fei looked over again. He had seen the greenmos for a long time, but he didn't notice anything surprising just now. However, this time he finally saw some clues.

The mosses were not covered with the entire piece on the stone wall, but were connected in a very strange way.

"Horse?" Tang Fei's eyes flashed, and a spiritual palm knife drifted away, shaking the moss on the stone wall.

Finally, a slightly blurred stone carving below appeared in Tang Fei's eyes.

"Is this the God of War's Horn?" With a questioning tone, Tang Fei turned his eyes to Gu Lan on the side.

"It should be true, do you still remember? The ancient spiritual technique [God of War Horn] used by the black-faced old man last time was exactly the same as this horn. It seems that someone in Xue had practiced [God of War Horn] back then!"

Gu Lan's tone was obviously highly praised for [God of War Horn], and everything added with the word "Ancient" seemed to become extremely hot.

"Is this really that powerful?" Tang Fei ignored Gu Lan's hot face and asked indifferently.

"What do you know? Since this spiritual technique has the name of this God of War, it is not an exaggeration. The Supreme Elder with the highest cultivation level in my witch clan back then praised him. The black-faced old man we met last time was just learning a little bit of fur and was already so powerful. If he truly achieved it, I am afraid that the result of the day will be rewritten!"

After hearing Tang Fei's indifferent question, Gu Lan cursed angrily.

"So powerful?" Tang Fei was so proud of Gu Lan's words, which attracted enough attention.

"What a pity, the old man did not carry this spiritual practice technique with him that day, otherwise we could try it!" Tang Fei said with regret.

"I always think that things may not be like this. According to common sense, the black-faced old man was just a casual cultivator, and he was simply a wandering person. There was no reason not to carry such an important thing with him. Maybe we missed something."

Gu Lan retorted.

"Huh? What's underneath?" Tang Fei suddenly said in surprise.

At this time, the moss on the stone wall was not completely removed. There was a small piece below, but the stone carving was derived to the bottom, and it seemed that there was a part of the stone carving below.

"You'll know if you look?"

Gu Lan also leaned over at this time.

Tang Fei wiped his hands and the last piece of moss that was only the size of a bowl on the stone wall was also removed by him.

"conch!?"

Removed from the moss, an ordinary conch was actually carved on it.

The mouth of the stone carved Shanghai snail is derived outward, which is exactly connected to the horn of the God of War on it!

Tang Fei's eyes flashed, and he had already reached his arms left and right. In his arms, a conch of the same size was taken out by him.

"It's it! It's it!"

Gu Lan said in surprise, and floated to Tang Fei's face and looked at the conch with Tang Fei.

"The practice of practice must have a great connection with this conch!"

Tang Fei also understood and began to fiddle with the seemingly ordinary conch.

The spiritual energy of both hands swayed and kept inputting, but they were all sinking into the sea without any reaction. Then Tang Fei poked out his soul power to explore, but it was still fruitless. Gu Lan also tried it, but there was no discovery at all.

"There is no reason to do this!"

Looking at the conch repeatedly, Tang Fei said unwillingly.
Chapter completed!