The Qimen Array arranged in the ancient scripture pavilion rotates.

Although it was guided by the silk threads that were exposed through the winding, Chen Feng still found it difficult to determine the specific situation of the layer.

Seeing all kinds of classics appearing and in the strange illusion, Chen Feng, who was in a state of retreat, not only did not touch any items in the ancient classics Pavilion, but instead showed a sinister smile on his face.

Not long after Chen Feng disappeared into the Qimen Formation, the old demon Changchun and his group had already walked into the gate of the Jing Pavilion.

Regarding the Qimen Array that was running in the Sutra Pavilion, Yan Changchun's face calmed down a lot: "Don't walk around in the Sutra Pavilion, and don't touch those floating scriptures."

Hearing the reminder of the old demon Changchun, the young man from the Jindan of the Yuling Sect with horns shining with his fists couldn't help but look anxious in his eyes: "What will happen if the formation in the Sutra Pavilion is forcibly broken?"

Yan Changchun looked at Zhou Chenhuan, a young disciple of the Yuling Sect, with a greedy smile: "Do you know how many secret scripts are hidden in this sutra pavilion? If you don't want these secret scripts to come alive, it's best not to act rashly."

"If you drag on like this, Chen Feng's group will run away..." The young man in the green robe seemed a little anxious.

"Guan Hanyi, we have no scriptures and orders. If we want to pass through this Qimen formation, we have to rely on you. As the master of Tianyan Palace, you are the best at forbidden formation among the people!" The old man from Yupiao's eyes, Xuan Zhen, smiled and said to the woman in Tianyan Palace.

"Xuan Zhen, I don't seem to be very anxious. Your senior brother, Master Xuankong, has already gone to the tomb. Looking at the posture of Xuankong Mountain, he doesn't seem to give up any opportunity." The woman from Tianyan Palace looked at the old man with a cold face, but had no intention of taking action.

"Since everyone enters the ancient classics Pavilion together, don't be suspicious of each other. It is the most important to catch Chen Feng. I believe that the leader of Hanyi should also be eager to know about your own sister Guan Hanyan, right?" Lin Xiangqiao, who followed the green robe and golden decorating young man in Changchun Gate, smiled charmingly while observing the Qimen Array in the ancient classics Pavilion.

"Hmph. Although I want to know my sister's affairs, I will not be used by people who are ill-behaved for nothing. Li Chengwen, the second generation leader of the Sutra Peak Peak, was captured by Xuankong Mountain, so why would there be no order for the Sutra Book? Moreover, Lin Xiangqiao's head was in Qianji Sect before, but he was a person with real power. If he had no preparation for the sect's access control area, this seems to make sense. I think you may not only want to catch Chen Feng, but also have more greed in your heart." The woman in Tianyan Palace drooped her eyes and did not move.

"The Qianji Sect has completely disintegrated, and the nameless old man among Chen Feng's group has also been exiled. Now the entire Yuansheng Dynasty has been in chaos. Even if you have great ambitions in Yan Changchun, there is no need to act so imposing!" The short-haired old man in the Yuling Sect wearing a pair of snake-shaped earrings sighed lightly.

"The big change is coming, and who can calm down? It would be strange if you have no plans. There is something that you don't need to say, and everyone can understand it. There is only one final result, that is, the strong are the king." Yan Changchun laughed sinisterly.

Regarding Yan Changchun's statement, Guan Hanyi and others fell into silence.

Seeing that Lin Xiangqiao had no intention of taking action, Yu Baby's Eye Xuanzhen hesitated for a while, and then took out a small golden roll from the storage ring.

"really……"

Although he cursed Xuan in his heart, Guan Hanyi, who looked a little unfair, did not speak up for him.

A trace of golden light, after the old man who was injected with spiritual power into the golden coiled order, was constantly lingering and stretching, as if he wanted to lead everyone to find the life gate of the 999 sutra frames.

At this time, the old demon Changchun who entered the ancient classics Pavilion did not know that Chen Feng had already arrived in front of the stairway passage leading to the second floor of the classics Pavilion.

Qiao Xueqing and Chen Meng and the other two had already been waiting here early. When they found Chen Feng coming, they were relieved.

Unlike Chen Meng and Tu Dasheng, Yuan Miaoqi has lived in the mountain pavilion of Gujingge for a while. Although she has never been to the second floor, she is not unfamiliar with the mystery in Jingge and the stairway passage leading to the second floor.

Seeing the stairway leading to the second floor, filled with sticky ancient powers and runes, as if the entire stair was covered with glue, Chen Meng and Tu were filled with worry.

Feeling Yuan Miaoqi frowned and Chen Feng said with a blank expression: "Although I can open the sticky ancient rune passage, if I want to go to the second level, I have to rely on your own strength. I believe those guys have already chased into the ancient scripture Pavilion. If you cannot use your own strength to walk up, I am afraid that the years of cultivation in the world will end today!"

Realizing that Chen Feng didn't look like he was joking, Tu Dashou swallowed a sip of saliva slightly, and became much nervous again.

“Woo~~~”

As the dry air gushed in Chen Feng's mouth, the viscous ancient power and runes of the stair passage automatically retreated, gradually revealing a hole that was barely passing by.

"This guy has indeed climbed to the second floor of the Jing Pavilion..."

As he stepped onto the stone steps leading to the second floor, a heavy pressure immediately came to his face. Looking at the stone walls on both sides of the stairs, many difficult martial arts patterns were carved. While Yuan Miaoqi's figure made a dull sound, her mind's concern for Chen Feng became a little more aggravated.

"What else can I see? Come on!"

Chen Feng seemed to turn a blind eye to the oppression Yuan Miaoqi was subjected to, and urged Chen Meng and Tu, who showed fear.

No wonder the two were worried. Even Qiao Xueqing seemed extremely difficult after stepping onto the stone steps, let alone Chen Meng and the others who did not have such a huge foundation.

"Fight..."

Seeing Chen Meng's face turned silly, after stepping onto the stone steps, his muscles suddenly rose, and his face immediately showed the pain of being crushed. Tu roared loudly and rushed towards the stairs passage.

“Woo~~~”

Just one step, Tu Dashou knelt on one knee on the stairs passage. The pressure brought by the ancient invisible artistic conception not only caused her muscles to tremble. Even the bones were dislocated in the rattle.

"Hao Xu, what have you done over the years? This is too weak!" Seeing Tu Da Xu kneeling down directly when he couldn't resist the pressure of the stair passage, Chen Feng couldn't help but cover his forehead and wailed.

"Bang~~~"

Tu Dashou barely got up and took another step, and his skin began to turn as bloody as Yin Hong, almost losing consciousness without getting angry.

With a blurred vision, looking at the ancient power, which is as sticky as glue, and many runes of different shapes, hidden in the stone walls on both sides of the stairs. Even under such circumstances, I still couldn't withstand the invisible artistic pressure of the stair passage. Tu Da's voice was filled with bloodshot red eyes, and a look of despair was slightly revealed.

Until Chen Feng also walked up the stairs, he barely gathered a loud voice, and said with difficulty as if he was looking back: "You go, don't worry about me..."

"Although you, a sloppy woman, have a little more thoughtfulness and a bad temper. But you have never had any unfair intentions. Let's leave the Great Yan Dynasty together and arrive at the Qianji Sect together, and throw you here, I really can't bear it!" Looking at Chen Meng, who was covered in glass, walking towards the stairs passage, it was extremely difficult. Chen Feng's face had already shown an anxious and dilemma from the bottom of his heart.

Just as Tu Dasheng stood up with great strength, Chen Feng was shining with his desolate light and had already stretched out his hand from the stairs passage. The terrifying cannon of the sky was released from the micro-sculpted text ring.

Looking at the animal skins, paper, jade slips, bookbins, carvings, and various classics that are dazzling on the golden bamboo bookshelf on the ancient scripture pavilion. Chen Feng held a crystal energy cannon in his hand, and with the movement of his spiritual consciousness, he had activated a small crystal energy guide Taoist magic array on the Yaotian cannon.

"Buzz~~~"

The light of the Yaotian cannon flowed, revealing its hideous power. It began to swell out of an extremely terrifying destructive light with the increase of the Yaotian Dao pattern.

The beam of light that was about to spray with a bulging gully was aimed at the classics floating on the Qimen Array on the first floor of the Ancient Classic Pavilion.

"Boom~~~"

The booming crystal energy beam gushed out from the hideous muzzle of the Yaotian cannon. Chen Feng was strong and powerful, and he sat backwards with his body.

A bulging explosion of destruction suddenly disrupted the ancient classical access control array, causing a terrifying chaotic wind.

Feeling the terrifying ancient power aura of the rise of Qimen Daquan, Chen Feng quickly put the Yaotian Cannon into the micro-sculpted letter ring as soon as possible, and struggled to step on the second stone steps in the stair passage. Even a part of the withered and wilted aura behind the stair passage was taken into his body.

"Although I don't know if I can take you out of this ancient road, I still hope you can believe me, just like before..." Chen Feng struggled to help Tu Dashou up and carried him on his back.

“Woo~~~”

For a moment, the heavy and invisible artistic pressure on Tu Dasheng's body made Chen Feng share a lot, almost making his knees bend.

Seeing the thirty-two-level stone steps in sight grow, becoming 54-level, almost unattainable, Chen Feng grinned and cried, feeling like he was sinking into the abyss.

When Chen Feng first climbed the stairway to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion, the stone steps he walked were thirty levels. After entering the Sutra tomb, it had increased to thirty-two levels. It can be seen that this mysterious stone steps of the ancient stairway road increased as the cultivator's own strength increased.

Every time you step on one stone step, the invisible artistic pressure will come exponentially.

In Chen Feng's opinion, the stronger the cultivator, it is almost more difficult to climb to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

Tu Da Xu, who was on Chen Feng's back, was gradually under pressure, and he couldn't help but think of the situation when she was rescued by Chen Feng on the rainy night in Cangbi City.

Although he was expecting something in his heart, Tu Daxun did not have much intention of Chen Feng to help under such heavy pressure.

Until he saw the twenty-two-level staircase in his sight, it quickly turned into fifty-four levels. While Tu Dasheng was estimating Chen Feng's strength, his heart was filled with an indescribable touch.

"If you can carry me out, how about I marry you?" Tu said softly with his hugging Chen Feng's tiger neck.

"Do you agree with your body? A sloppy girl like you whose feet are smoking, let's forget it. This set seems to be the catchphrase of Ruan Yun, the poisonous snake girl. I can't bear it. I advise you not to have too much hope. If it is difficult to support me, I will definitely leave you without hesitation..." Chen Feng burst out with blue veins and said in a slight breath.

After saying that, Tuo suddenly felt regretful and became a little crazy when he heard Chen Feng's unscrupulous words: "Bastard. I am just a devil like you, I have committed myself to you. I have been married. After another twenty or thirty years, when you become an old man, let's see how arrogant you are..."

"High voice, you can play with it without being angry and embarrassed. If you want to tie me up again, you really have to kneel down. Actually, I have already thought about it. As long as you have the opportunity to restore your physical youth and take the stamina pill, we will always be a young man. Then we will specialize in the flower girl..." Chen Feng was strangled by the thugs, and his face with blue veins bulging, and he rarely showed an inappropriate look.

Just as Tu's voice was as if he had eaten a few rotten eggs and his beautiful face was twitching, Yan Changchun and others, who were on the first floor of the Jing Pavilion, fell into a desperate situation due to the roaring changes of the Qimen formation.

Seeing the animal skins, papers, jade slips, bookbins, and carvings floating on the sutra shelf, all of which were filled with ancient power and turned into portraits that stormed the scriptures through the changes of the Qimen Array, even the old demon Changchun felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

"how so……"

This was the first time Lin Xiangqiao learned about the Qimen Array on the first floor of the Jing Pavilion. Such a terrifying change would occur, and she said with a terrifying look on her face.

"It must be that crazy guy Chen Feng who touched the Qimen Formation and rushed out with me..." The woman in Tianyan Palace held a Tianyan compass in her hand, which contained the texture of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams.

After the mysterious rune of the compass was turned and changed, the place where the Shengmen led to the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion was found, and the woman had already clenched her fist. She burst out with a round star-induced fist force, and then she shot a surging fist wave towards a large formation.

"Splitting the sky!"

The Guangke Fist of the Jindan Youth of the Yuling Sect is even sharper than Guan Hanyi's Xingyan Fist, tearing up many ancient and exciting meridians to pieces.

"Idiot, don't act rashly. This will completely touch the Qimen Formation. As long as we can survive this round of changes in the formation, the forbidden formation will be smoothed down by itself." Although the Changchun Old Demon roared, he no longer retained it at this moment. The green gold light of his body surged up and shot straight towards the exit of the Qimen Formation that was opened.

The fist power of the Bengshan Peak was swung out by the old demon Changchun, and even caused the Gujing Pavilion to tremble violently and roar and explode.

But even though everyone tried their best to break out of the Qimen formation, they were still surrounded by more than 100,000 statues of scriptures through the wonderful rotation of the inner and outer three layers, and were surrounded by water.

What's even more terrible is that more than 100,000 scriptures, each of which uses different techniques and methods to attack Changchun's Old Demon and others.

"Bang~~~"

Lin Xiangqiao, who had just broken up a statue of scripture, was suddenly attacked by a dragon's claw on her back.

The spiritual light shield was torn apart in the rich Guli claw wind, and even Lin Xiang Qiaoba's unexpectedly released like a tempered shoulder was caught with five claw marks.

"Phantom Demon Fist~~~"

Yan Changchun hit his left fist, and the glow flashed, as if countless beams of light were bursting, causing a erratic punch to explode in a space.

Countless scriptures seem to be torn apart by the force of fist explosion, but what is terrifying is that the ancient scriptures that are full of vitality have not disappeared and annihilated. Instead, they absorbed the fist power of Changchun's old demon and produced a fusion.

Although the portraits of scriptures have decreased, the portraits re-fusion have become even more terrifying, and each style of exercise exudes explosive power to kill.

"Soul-Destroying Hand!"

A bang sound came out, and the old man with a fish-pig eyes had his palms like the flowing wind and snow. Every time he hit a sutra statue, a line of thought power and light will evaporate on the sutra statue.

"Boom~~~"

Just as the many meridians that were submerged in the old man with fish pistachio were steaming into the air in the Kuanglan palm technique, a broken body of a meridian was kicked and suddenly threw it on the side of the lateral brain of the fish pistachio, pulling its body up and rolling for several rounds.
To be continued...