The three-day and three-night battle allowed many geniuses to see what a combat machine is and what a tiny-strong person who cannot be beaten.

This is what Ye Kuang is talking about.

The evil sword in Ye Kuang absorbed the curse power of the nineteen black figures. The evil sword in his hand became very terrifying and exuded a monstrous demonic energy. This aura made everyone around him frightened. Even Zhui Yue, who awakened his natal and understood his natal magical power, felt fear.

Ye Kuang stared at the evil sword in his hand without turning his eyes.

He saw the black aura gathering on the sword, forming ancient black spots.

one.

two

...

In just a moment, nineteen black texts appeared, plus the previous two, a total of twenty-one.

Twenty-one without rules, mysterious black words flowing on the sword, adding a hint of mystery and evil to the sword,

"It's twenty-one. Yimeng said there are 49 cursive inscriptions in total. Now I'm almost half. Can I get the complete forty-nine cursive inscriptions in this Qingfeng Secret Realm?"

Ye Kuang began to look forward to it.

Then he inserted the evil sword to the ground and sat cross-legged on the ground to heal his wounds.

There were dozens of figures around, all of them staring at Ye Kuang intently.

Qingxu had a complicated expression in her eyes, then she turned around and looked at Zhuiyue with a solemn face, and whispered in his ear.

"See it. This is a monk from the earth. He grew up so fast that he was no match for me when he entered the secret realm. He could injure me in a few days. Now that I face him, I am afraid there is no chance of winning."

Zhuiyue nodded solemnly and whispered, "I saw it. It's indeed a freak, but I really can't do it now. The remaining pictures have not gathered yet, and the last crystal skull has not appeared yet."

"Let him continue to grow, even you are his opponent. Before he rises yet, kill him quickly." The witch looked murderous intent.

Ye Kuang's growth rate was so fast that she felt scared.

Although Zhuiyue's expression was solemn, he said lightly with a conceited look; "No need to worry, everything is under our control, and he can't jump for a few days."

Qingxu said coldly, "Anyway, I have reminded you that if things get messed up by then, the Lord blames you and you will bear everything yourself."

Ye Kuang seemed to sense the murderous intent coming. He couldn't help but open his eyes and glance at Qingxu and Zhuiyue in the distance, smiled at them, then stood up from the ground, turned around and walked towards the room ahead.

He could see the weird house, but no one else could see it.

They only saw Ye Kuang walking over, and then his figure disappeared from sight and could no longer sense his breath of life.

"It disappeared, what happened, where did it go?"

Many monks were puzzled.

"This guy is always so bold." Qingxu cursed with a low face, "I have already provoked so many strange inner demons, and I have to release the great horror that the ancestor sealed in my memory to be willing to."

Later generations didn't know what the horror was, and they all looked at Qingxu in confusion.

Someone asked, "Miss Qingxu, what's going on? What's the big horror? And why did Ye Kuang disappear?"

Qingxu gritted her teeth and explained, "This is what the ancestor sealed in his memory. Because he opened Qingfeng Palace, he could see the terrifying house sealed in his memory, but we couldn't see it. Just wait, he wouldn't have a good ending."

"This may not be."

Yimeng, who had not spoken, spoke, "For us, it may be a terrifying existence, but for him, it may be a fortune."

...

Ye Kuang entered the weird black room.

It was very empty, with black mist floating around, and a figure sat cross-legged in the mist.

He was wearing black clothes and exuded a black aura, and the black aura in the whole room was emitted from him.

After Ye Kuang entered, the figure opened his eyes, a slight red light flashed in his pupils, and then he returned to normal. The black aura on his body slowly dissipated and he turned into an ordinary middle-aged man.

He is Qingfeng.

Ye Kuang had seen him in his memory.

Ye Kuang stood there, staring at the breeze in front of him.

He was not sure what kind of existence the person in front of him was, whether it was a memory imprint or a magical act of his heart.

The two looked at each other like this.

After a long time, a powerless voice came, "You finally came. After waiting for 100,000 years, you finally appeared."

Ye Kuang stared at Qingfeng and asked word by word, "Have you seen me, who are you?"

"who I am?"

Qingfeng's throat squirmed slightly and she chuckled, "My name is Qingfeng, didn't you know it long ago?"

"Qing, Qingfeng..."

Ye Kuang was moved. He had experienced some incredible things in this secret realm and saw many things that he could not understand in the Qingfeng Memory Palace. Now he finally saw Qingfeng’s true master.

"I have seen your memory. You have been to Yongle Palace. I also saw myself in your memory. What is going on? I was not born 100,000 years ago, and what did you experience in the end? Why can't I see? Why did you leave this secret realm? What do you want to tell us?"

Ye Kuang asked many questions in one breath.

The breeze opens,

But Ye Kuang only saw him open his mouth, but could not hear him say anything else.

"What are you talking about, why can't I hear it?" Ye Kuang was very anxious. Qingfeng was right in front of him, but he couldn't hear anything.

"Why."

Qingfeng sighed, "I really want to tell you, but I was blocked by the way of heaven and could not disclose any information. Thank you for killing the inner demon for me."

"Inner Demon?"

"That's right."

Qingfeng nodded and said, "I am a half-step emperor, and I have touched the threshold of the emperor. Although Dao Ying died, the dream has transformed into this secret realm. I blocked these things in the room of Dreams and kept fighting with these things. But they are very strange and I can't kill them at all."

"You're talking about the curse inscription?"

Ye Kuang looked at the twenty-one black words on the evil sword in his hand, and the black words flowed, exuding a strange aura.

When Qingfeng saw this, she was moved and suddenly stood up from the ground, snatched the evil sword from Ye Kuang's hand, staring at the black text on it intently.

"Haha...so that's it."

After a long time, a laugh echoed.

Immediately afterwards, Qingfeng's figure slowly disintegrated and turned into nothingness and disappeared from Ye Kuang's sight.

"Why... what happened? Why did it disappear? I still have many questions?"

The evil sword fell to the ground, and a crisp sound came. Ye Kuang picked it up and scanned it around, but there was no trace of the breeze anymore.

Immediately afterwards, the weird black room disappeared from his sight, and dozens of weird words floated in the air.

There are twenty-eight in total.

In addition, twenty-one of his evil swords, no more or less, exactly forty-nine.

"This, this is..."

Ye Kuang was moved.
Chapter completed!