Feng Chen walked into the palace and looked at it. This palace is comparable to the palace, more brilliant and domineering than the main hall of the Five Elements.

"Well, this is ... the best spiritual stone?" Feng Chen walked in and took a closer look, and found that all the materials used in this palace were made of the same pure spirit stone.

Seeing this, Feng Chen could not help shaking a few times.

The whole of such a huge palace is full of superb spirits. This is who has such a big handwriting.

You should know that Zhongpin Lingshi is very precious in the state of Yan, and there are very few top grade Lingshi. Even in your pocket, there are not a few of them. What are the best spiritual stones.

"No, this is not the best spirit stone, this is ... the spirit stone vein!"

Feng Chen's eyes carefully looked at every corner of the palace, and found that all of them were a whole, that is to say, it was not built of spiritual stones at all. If you have judged correctly, this palace should have passed somewhere. A mighty hand carved from a vein of spiritstone!

Moreover, the overall color of the palace is cyan, and every place is the same color, which shows that this is a fine spiritual stone vein.

"Oh ... it's a prodigal ..." Feng Chen shook his head and sighed. Such a fine spirit stone vein was carved into a palace. Thinking about it, his heart was bleeding.

And it is not difficult to find the dust, this spiritual stone vein is perfect, there are few impurities, almost no, even in the fairy world, it is difficult to find this kind of jade.

Feng Chen turned around in the palace and found that the jade pillars, tables, chairs, etc. in the palace were all carved from the veins of spirit stones. At this moment, he had confirmed his conjecture that this palace was not naturally made. It is no accident that it must be left by a certain power. If this reasoning is taken into consideration, then this secret state is not the thing in this power ...

Feng Chen thought of this, the shock in his heart could not be increased, and he was frowning secretly, he frowned, saying: If the power of this rule also comes from this person, then this person must be a monk or above, only the monk of monk Only then have the power of the rules.

In general, there is the spirit of the spirit in the veins. For this, Feng Chen is still very clear, and the spirit of the spirit is the core of the veins.

If you guessed it right, there will be a spirit of spirit in this whole spirit stone mine. If you can master the spirit of spirit, let alone the treasure in this palace can be obtained by yourself, even this palace Become your own.

Thinking of this, Feng Chen's mouth thanked you with a smile, his eyes brightened, and he narrowed his eyes. The smile on his face made him think that the person was very clever.

He believes that since this great power has left this palace, it must have also left behind the spirit spirit, otherwise he would make such a big hall, and it wouldn't hurt the egg?

After thinking about this, Feng Chen began to search carefully, and never let it go in any corner. It took him three hours to find the first floor of the palace.

This palace is about one hundred meters high, and the consciousness cannot be used in this palace. It is entirely dependent on the naked eye and his experience to judge. In this way, it takes a lot of time.

Soon after the next night, they would rather wait quietly outside the palace, but all of them were sitting idle, sitting cross-legged, and began to race against the clock. The richness of the spirit in it I do n’t know how much better than the outside. One minute of practice can save them a lot of time.

Once out of this mystery, where to find such aura of treasure.

"Fuck, if you continue to search like this, you do n’t know that you have to find the palace to find the palace. You have only one day left. Even if you do n’t eat, drink, or take a break, you ca n’t find it in one day. Palace, where will this spirit of spirit be placed? "

Feng Chen sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and spit out a circle of eyes from time to time, grinning grinningly.

"Isn't this spirit of spirits on top of this palace?"

Feng Chen lowered his head and meditated, continually thinking in his head to reason about the place where the spirit spirit should appear most.

"No matter, go to the top to see if you can't find it slowly. It should be your own. You can't find it if you want to find anything. It's everything!"

Feng Chen made up his mind, threw his cigarette **** on the ground, raised his foot and crushed the cigarette butt, and walked slowly towards the top of the palace.

It took him another four hours to seal the dust, and he was only halfway there. At this moment, his heart was getting more and more excited. He felt that the more he walked towards the top of the palace, the more he felt that the aura fluctuated greatly, and the aura was rich. The degree made him feel a little stupefied.

Then it took several hours to live up to expectations and finally came to the top of the palace. Feng Chen counted it. The palace is a total of ninety-nine floors, each floor is 9.9 meters high, and each floor is nine wide. Nineteen meters, all related to nine.

And the number of "nine" is the extreme number.

Feng Chen came to the top ninety-nineth floor, and as soon as he stepped in, he felt a horrible energy wave.

Feeling this horrible energy wave, the true elements in his body instantly tumbling, pulsating, and some are out of control.

After feeling this, Feng Chen quickly ran his own mind-benefit method, and quickly suppressed the uncontrolled true element.

"Oh ..." Because of the horror of this energy, he spewed a spit of blood in an instant, and then, a blast of earth-shaking energy came towards him, which was bound to oppress him.

"I'm going, Grass Nima!" Feng Chen's stare-boss started to curse. This energy is beyond his control, and the true element in his body seems to resonate with this horrible energy, even destroying the meridians in his body.

Feng Chen's complexion changed immediately, and his whole body seemed to be trapped.

"Bang!" A blood vessel burst with the pressure of terror.

"Bang, bang ..." Three crisp sounds, three meridians exploded, and a stream of blood gushing out.

"Fuck, don't play like this! You don't feel like it hurts."

Feng Chen screamed in his mouth, and he knew that he wouldn't come up to find the spirit spirit.

"Well, doesn't Lao Tzu have the power of the source? If Lao Tzu's power of the source cannot be cracked, Lao Tzu's life may be accounted for here."

This energy is still unbridled and ravages the meridians throughout the body. His chest is red, and thinking of the power of the origin in his body, he put all hope on the power of the origin.