Chen Hao looked closely and saw that there were many delicate patterns carved on the token, flashing with a faint fluorescent light. Even the blazing white flames had not been destroyed, and its hard texture was evident.

He was not anxious, but waited quietly for a while, then jumped forward as the technique obtained from the gray squirrel, leaned down and picked up the token.

The hand is slightly cool, which is completely opposite to the heat waves spreading around. Tap your fingertips and make a crisp "ding" sound, just like a whisper of a sword.

"Ninety-two".

After turning around, Chen Hao saw a line of large characters engraved on it, with a stroke of twists and turns, containing endless power, just like a god of killing coming.

His whole body was shocked, his face changed in an instant, and he kept murmuring in his mouth.

"How could it be ninety-two!"

He shouted in dismay, clenching his fists with his hands, and blue veins popped up and appeared, like tensed bowstrings, his nails embedded in his palms, leaving uneven blood marks.

Hua Jiuyang once said that he was one of the seventy-two "Luo Tu" in the Shadow Pavilion. If the token number with the higher the status in this pavilion is, the smaller the number, then it means that there are ninety-one killers who are better than him in this mysterious sect.

No wonder this Shadow Pavilion can make the Supreme Sect very afraid. It turns out that there is such a powerful force hidden. Although the single-digit Shadow Killer cannot break through the realm of the soul, it must be a peak soul powerhouse like Jing Wuyang. If he really wants to kill him deliberately, it will be really effortless.

You must never reveal that you killed him! Chen Hao suddenly had such a thought in his heart, and he was frowning tightly, thinking hard about how to plan and implement this idea.

"Squeak", at this moment, a sound rang in my ears again.

"It's the rat demon who has become a sperm!" Chen Hao looked in shock and saw the other party lying on a tall copper bookshelf, with gray beard and a pair of dark eyes flashing constantly. The fur around it was smooth and smooth, and it emitted a soft light like a piece of satin. No matter how the forbidden lights on the bookshelf swept across it, it could not do anything to him.

"How is that possible!"

Chen Hao's eyebrows twitched, and his heart was filled with great waves. The ancient ban was very dangerous. The rat used his footwork to avoid traps like strides in the garden, which surprised him inexplicably. At this moment, he actually regarded the ban light as nothing, and he didn't know where the magical object came from, which was so powerful!

Especially when a cultivator of the Soul God just fell into this ban, in contrast, the rat's talent is even more shocking.

He tried to follow up with his footsteps. Who knew that before he arrived at the bookshelf, the gray figure on it suddenly bounced up, his limbs spread out, and his plump body was gliding in the air like a blanket, but in an instant he came to another bookshelf.

Chen Hao was stunned. At first glance, he thought the other party was like a frightened bird, but he calmed down and thought about it carefully, but there was a flash of inspiration.

This gray squirrel may be motivating him. Chen Hao seemed to have caught something, and he didn't care about carefully identifying it and moved his feet, doing his best to keep up with the rat's footsteps.

"Squeak".

Just when Chen Hao came under this bookshelf again, the mouse jumped away again, his body as light as light, and was so fast that his pupils could only barely capture its trajectory.

Chen Hao gritted his teeth and chased after him with a firm face, allowing waves of fire and fire to spew out from the ground, as if walking and dancing in a crater, his face was reflected by the flames.

One person and one beast kept chasing. At first, the figure's footsteps were very clumsy, but later it seemed as if it had mastered the tricks. It was like the flowing clouds and water. Although its speed was still not as fast as the beast's eleven, it was also as fast as the wind.

"Crack"

This was the sound of the gray squirrel's beast claws falling on the bookshelf. Chen Hao hurriedly panted and rushed up, wiped his forehead with his left hand, and threw down sweat beads all over the floor.

The bookshelf stood still before. He took a deep breath and was about to continue chasing forward, but suddenly he found that the mouse did not jump away immediately like before, and his whole body was shocked.

Had he reached his destination? Chen Hao looked up at the gray squirrel, and saw that the other party was tiptoing, combing his beard with his small feet, looking very old and comfortable.

Could it be that there is something special about this bookshelf? Seeing that the other party did not go to see him specifically, Chen Hao could only turn back his mind and look at the tall bronze ware in front of him, trying to find clues on it.

The bookshelf is simple and heavy. Although there are some patterns engraved above, the style is very simple. With just a few strokes, it is outlined with a grand and vigorous look. I don’t know which craftsman who has reached the pinnacle of skills.

Apart from the patterns and the prohibited lights shrouded on it, Chen Hao repeatedly checked and came to this conclusion. If the secret here is not on this bookshelf, then it is only on the classics hidden in the hazy area!

He came to his senses and looked at the colorful scenery in front of him, and suddenly felt inexplicably happy. The talent of this gray squirrel was amazing, and the classics he had chosen must be good, and they were definitely worthy of possession.

Just facing a hazy situation, how should we take it? Chen Hao's arms stretched out froze in the air. He suddenly realized something and couldn't help but curse, "That damn token!"

Hua Jiuyang definitely lost the token that was prohibited through this place, otherwise he would not have lost his life. This token must have a function that allows the holder to see through the hazy hidden layers of bookshelf. Unlike himself, he can only go forward and touch it, and he cannot be sure what he gets.

No wonder he said that everything goes with the flow, and that's what he meant!

Well, Chen Hao sighed. At least with the gray squirrel, the choices were much narrower. It was a bit regrettable, but it was better than looking for a needle in a haystack in the thirty-six bookshelf.

He stretched out his right hand to hold his breath and was about to explore a hazy clear light, but at this moment, the gray shadow actually rushed down, the right hand that had already extended its target.

Chen Hao's face was shocked and wanted to take it back, but in terms of speed, who can compare with the former's light and electricity? This distance and reaction time can only make him transform into two finger swords that are close together to face the gray squirrel.

"bite".

The two of them made a sound of metal and iron fighting. The finger sword instantly disintegrated, numb, swelling and painful. Not only that, there was a small wound on the fingertips, and drops of blood were slowly dripping.

He actually broke his four-level golden body so easily! Chen Hao was so frightened that he wanted to go forward and fight desperately, but suddenly felt something strange in front of him. He quickly looked up and saw that the hazy mist in front of him slowly dissipated, revealing the hidden classics.

Everything is fully visible!
Chapter completed!