"Are they conscious?" Lu Feng asked.

"I don't know, although I am responsible for opening the Secret Pavilion, I have never communicated through them. If I say it clearly, the entire Lu family will be your father alone!" The third elder sighed.

These are precious classics far more than the king. Any one that can be taken to the outside world will arouse the covetousness of countless strong people. The Lu family has hundreds of such classics, but they are unable to communicate and can only watch them. This is really ironic.

"Father?" Lu Feng stared at the starry sky above his head, and determined one, trying to use his mental power to control objects to open the classics inside.

It seemed as if I had sensed the mental power, the classics seemed even heavier, and a vague resistance power came from it.

"Interesting!" Lu Feng murmured, then sat down on the spot, focusing on controlling his mental power into the classics.

Seeing that Lu Feng seemed to have discovered something, the third elder also calmed down and stared at him quietly, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Ten minutes passed, Lu Feng's mental power was always hovering at the edge of the classics, unable to see the contents inside.

He discovered a rule that the repulsive power of each classic is the same as the spiritual power he used.

Therefore, every penetration is like Lu Feng fighting against himself. If this continues, he will never be able to get the content inside.

If you can use your power to let your mental power enter, the classics should not have any repulsive power!

Lu Feng thought this way, so he completely relaxed himself and let his mental power float freely on it without controlling it.

Ten minutes later, the mental power began to spread around and melt into the nearby void because it lost control.

After half an hour, the mental power became even weaker, and there were only a few faint traces of each area.

Finally, an hour later, a ray of mental power floated around casually and touched the edge of the classics.

Since there was no power, the classics did not emit any resistance, the two slowly merged, and their mental power gradually drifted into the classics, and Lu Feng finally saw the contents inside.

"boom!"

I felt a buzzing sound in my head, and Lu Feng felt dizzy. When I woke up again, I was no longer in the starry sky, but on a battlefield.

The two sides stood opposite each other, the void in the middle was shattered by the messy aura, and cracks appeared and healed, constantly circulating.

Looking at the two sides, there were black people, the sky, the ground, and the ground, all of them were warriors. The aura of any strong man was far superior to that of the king-level strong man. I don’t know how many of the legendary Martial Saint and Martial Emperors stood in the air in the void.

"Bang bang bang..."

The dull sound of war drums came, as if they had been agreed upon, and millions of people from both sides rushed out at the same time and rushed towards each other.

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The first wave of attacks that had been brewing for a long time was launched, pouring down towards the opponent like a flood. In just this moment, there were no less than 100,000 strong people who died.

Next is a melee, everyone is fighting desperately, killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of them.

A young man who was about the same age as Lu Feng sent his arm under the opponent's knife, and then killed the opponent with one blow when the opponent cut off his arm. Then, he was killed by the enemy in the same way again.

The fierce battle continued, and Lu Feng was like a bystander, watching them fight quietly.

At this time, at the top of the battlefield between the two sides, two people were standing opposite each other, looking quietly below without any expression, as if the one who died was not the one who was on his side.

About half an hour later, the blood on the ground had already gathered into a lake, with blood-colored rivers from all directions, and fragments of corpses floating in the blood river. The ferocious faces seemed to be watching Lu Feng, questioning, or crying!

boom……

The two above finally took action. They picked the galaxy, and the huge stars were picked up by them, refined into soldiers, and attacked each other.

Later, the two directly used the galaxy as their soldiers and the world as their shields. With every move, the sky and the sky burst, Lu Feng realized that at the beginning, they were just warming up.

The war lasted for a day and a night. At this time, the earth had already lost its true colors, and every inch of land was stained with the blood of hundreds of people.

The battle between the two in the sky finally reached a heightened moment.

With a loud roar, a man made a seal in his hand, and a huge eye stretched over the sky. The red light in his eyes fluctuated, shattering a large void.

At the same time, on the other side, the handsome middle-aged man pinched the seals in his hand, and spiritual seals flew out from his palms, and in his breath, most of the sky was already spread throughout the sky.

"Zhu Tian!"

A loud shout came from his mouth. This was the only two clear words that Lu Feng heard from here, one day and one night.

Countless spiritual seals gathered in front of the middle-aged man, condensed into a big hand covering the sky. The stars shone and the magic seal breath filled the air, making the big hand look simpler and heavier.

The two attacks collided in the vast void, and the giant eyes were shattered by the big hand, turning into endless starlight and dissipating. The big hand was just a little dim, and then it did not diminish and directly slapped the master of the giant eyes.

"puff!"

The sound of the bubble shattering, the figure shattered in response to the sound, and disappeared between the heaven and earth. The blood mist drifted in the void, dyeing half of the heaven and earth red.

Quiet, surprisingly quiet!

Suddenly the world was still, like a scroll, the corpses on the ground, the warriors who were waving their butcher knives, were thrown into the sky, and the broken arms that were flying into the sky, were all still in their original state.

"Did you understand?" A voice came from above the sky and came into Lu Feng's ears.

Looking up, I saw the middle-aged man looking at Lu Feng, and a gentle smile appeared in his eyes.

"I don't understand!" Lu Feng replied honestly.

"The people on this battlefield are all members of the Lu family!" The middle-aged man looked at the crowd fighting below and said slowly.

"Yang Clan and Yin Clan?" Lu Feng guessed, looking down again. He thought it was a decisive battle between the two forces. Unexpectedly, all the people here were Lu clan members who were flowing with the same blood as him.

"Not bad!" The middle-aged man looked at Lu Feng in surprise and nodded.

"What you see has happened in real life. This is the inheritance space of the martial arts "Zhu Tian Hand Seal". Outside, there should be 158 such spaces, each of which has a martial art or martial arts."

"Those martial arts and martial arts were learned by the strong men of the Yang clan from time to time in such a battlefield. At that time, the Yang clan left the Lu family and did not bring out any classics. However, in the battle between the two clans for only a hundred years, we left these inheritances for future generations at the cost of blood."

"The emergence of every martial art is accompanied by the sacrifices of countless tribes. I hope you can remember these things. One day, find the Yin clan and don't make our sacrifices worthless!"

Two rays of brilliance shot out from the middle-aged man's eyes, piercing through the void in front of him. Countless resentful souls were looking here, hoping that Lu Feng would avenge them.

"Don't worry, ancestors, Lu Feng will one day attack the outside world and let the Yin clan members pay their blood debts and blood debts!" ​​Lu Feng's eyes showed a firm look, not only for the Yang clan, but also for his father and for himself, the Yin clan members must be repaid!

"Well, it's good that you have this idea, but remember one thing: before breaking through the seventh level of the Immortal Road, don't go to the Yin clan, otherwise you will definitely go but never return!" The middle-aged man looked at Lu Feng with relief and reminded.

"Lu Feng remember!" Knowing that his ancestors were doing their own good, Lu Feng agreed respectfully.

"Okay, now I'll pass on your handprint to kill the sky. You have to practice it well. I hope we will fight side by side in the future!" The middle-aged man pointed at Lu Feng's forehead, and his voice echoed in Lu Feng's brain.

boom!

Lu Feng felt that a stream of information was forcibly poured into his soul, deeply imprinted inside and could not be erased.

At the same time, a feeling of dizziness came, and he felt dizzy again. When his vision returned to normal, he had already returned to the starry sky of the Secret Pavilion. He still maintained his previous posture, motionless, as if he had never left here before.

"Three Elders!" Lu Feng stood up and looked at the third elder next to him.

"Lu Feng, you are awake. Have you communicated successfully?" Hearing Lu Feng's voice, the third elder quickly opened his eyes and stood up and asked.

"Yeah!" Lu Feng nodded, and looked up at the sky at the same time. A white star trembled violently, then turned into a beam of light and rushed down, landing in Lu Feng's hands, with the light restrained.

"It's really successful!" The third elder said excitedly, rubbing his eyes with his hands full of wrinkles until he was sure it was not a dream, and suddenly burst into laughter excitedly.

"Hahaha, no one has succeeded in two hundred years. I didn't expect that Lu Chongming, I, had witnessed twice in my lifetime. I have no regrets in this life, haha..."

Seeing the third elder so excited, Lu Feng was speechless. He had to make such a fuss. If he wanted, he could move all the classics here back to the Lu family in one day.

However, although Lu Feng could do it, he would never do it. The battle scenes inside each classic were exchanged for countless Lujiayang ancestors' lives.

Lu Feng has seen it once, and if he looks at other battlefields, it will not have much impact on him. These classics must be kept. When the Lu family has the talented younger generation, they can also experience the fierce war and understand that these classics are hard-won.

After leaving the Secret Pavilion, Lu Feng handed over the hand seal of the Heaven-killing hand to the third elder, and asked him to copy it and put it in the Zangwu Pavilion for future generations to practice.

However, the middle-aged man who has no classic space has passed on his own, and the difficulty of practicing this martial arts must have increased. Unless he has the most talented person in martial arts, he can only see the basics and cannot understand its true essence.

After returning home, Lu Feng greeted his parents, he returned to the room and began to read the information passed down by middle-aged people in the depths of his soul.
Chapter completed!