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Chapter 328 Dragon Robe Old Man

Mu Feng's criteria for selecting light spheres are different from others.

Other monks choose places where the degree of danger is within their control.

And Mufeng chose the most special place for Qiji.

Those who can reach this area are not bad in strength and have ambitions.

Therefore, no one will choose those mediocre, non-killing light balls.

As for the formation gate that the corpse ancestor Yanlong said can be directly transmitted into the tower, no one can detect and understand it outside the light sphere.

Therefore, everyone can only make choices based on experience and feelings.

After the teleportation ended, Mu Feng quickly set foot on the ground.

Before he even opened his eyes, a golden and jade-like aura rushed towards his face.

Mu Feng's long eyebrows raised slightly, and when he looked around, he felt even more weird.

The location he was in was a square paved with jade, surrounded by temples, and rare agates were dotted on the top of the temple as if they didn't want money.

There is no scorching sun in the sky, but the entire group of palaces below are shining brightly.

The dazzling light of wealth makes people's eyes hurt.

"Why is there such a place in the examination area of ​​the ancient corpse ancestor tower? Are the examiners killed with pearl agate?"

Just as he was thinking like this, a carpet woven with the fur of high-level spirit beasts suddenly rolled down from the hall in front, rolled down the high stone steps, and finally extended to Mu Feng's feet.

'It seems that the owner here is in the majestic hall ahead, and if there is no accident, the assessment should also be carried out there. '

Without the slightest timidity, Mu Feng raised his foot and walked straight towards the hall along the carpet.

He was still in the middle of the journey, but his divine sense had swept quickly in all directions, and he saw the situation in the hall ahead.

The size of the main hall is not small, but because there are too many furnishings and decorations in it, the supposedly spacious hall actually looks a bit crowded!

The 99 columns carved out of large spirit ores almost occupy a small half of the space in the hall.

The dragons and phoenixes on it are all carved lifelike.

The incense burner curls up, and the rocks stand tall.

The imposing manner is a bit majestic, but... the overall style has an inexplicable sense of fragmentation.

It is as if on the golden palace in the secular world, there are many rockery filled with the wild atmosphere of nature.

As Mu Feng approached step by step, the hall gradually became lively.

Among the honorable seats at the top, leaning on an old man in a dragon robe.

Two wandering corpses dressed in eunuch uniforms stood on the left and right, holding golden fans and slowly shaking them for the old man.

Below the honor seat is a stone step made of white jade.

Dozens of zombies were dressed in civil and military official robes and stood in a line above the main hall.

There are Nascent Soul-level hairy stiffs, and there are Dharma-level flying stiffs.

What made Mu Feng speechless the most was that the hairs on the temple were all black and lush, and the official robes on his body were pushed up like a ball, which looked very funny.

Just as Mu Feng was heading straight for the Golden Luan Hall, in mid-air outside the ancient pagoda, the Corpse Ancestor Yanlong let out a very rare sound of surprise from his nasal cavity.

Zhou Ruofei, who was standing on the nose, was almost thrown away.

In front of one person and one dragon, the assessment light curtains of each monk are simultaneously reflected.

Compared with the difficulties and dangers that other people encountered after entering the light sphere, Mu Feng's place is simply wonderful.

"Senior Yanlong, what's wrong?"

Zhou Ruofei asked anxiously. She wanted to ask Mu Feng directly what was going on, but she was a little apprehensive about this senior Long who did not act according to common sense.

The words came to his lips, but he changed to a euphemistic question.

Corpse Ancestor Yanlong didn't go around in circles, and replied directly: "The boy who came with you is not very lucky. He chose the most difficult level for himself to pass."

"That old thing is known as the Undead Emperor, do you know how this name came from?"

How could Zhou Ruofei know this, she honestly shook her head: "I also ask Senior Yanlong to enlighten me."

Shi Zuyan blinked his eyes, and said: "Because that old thing is the only existence in all the light sphere spaces that can freely enter and exit that space."

"And if the assessors want to pass the assessment, they have to make the masters in the space admit defeat, or admit defeat, so as to open the gate to the inside of the ancient tower for them."

When the other party reminded her to this point, Zhou Ruofei was already worried and sad for Mu Feng.

One look at the old man sitting on the honored seat in the main hall, one can tell that the other party's temper is probably very weird.

It is very difficult to get that kind of person to admit defeat and admit defeat.

Now the opponent has the ability to freely enter the space of the light sphere, but Mu Feng, who is an examiner, cannot do this.

Then how can we fight this battle?There is no fairness at all!

If the opponent fails to beat him, he can escape to the outside of the boundary, waiting for work at ease, and if the time is right, he can go in and attack the black hand or something.

In this kind of cheating situation, no matter how strong Mu Feng's fighting power is, there is nothing he can do about it.

Zhou Ruofei bit her lower lip, complaining about Mu Feng in her heart, but she didn't dare to complain.

She could only continue to look at the light curtain with an anxious heart.

Mu Feng stepped into the hall very quickly, he stood upright on the white jade steps, and did not speak first.

On the honorable seat, the old man took out a plate of grape-like spiritual fruit from nowhere, and said lazily while eating: "How dare you run to me in Xiaoyaojing?"

"I really don't know if it's your bad luck or my bad luck."

"It seems that there is no time to play again this year."

"What are you good at? You will become one of my civil and military officials later, so I can choose a suitable official robe for you."

Mu Feng thought for a while and replied, "I'm good at emptying other people's treasure houses."

As if he did not expect to hear such an answer, the old man in dragon robe was taken aback for a moment, and then clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "You are quite funny! I am a little bit reluctant to turn you into a corpse."

But Mu Feng didn't want to continue chatting with the other party.

He calmly scanned the high-level zombies hidden in the void with his divine sense, and said to the old man, "What is the content of the assessment?"

The old man crossed his legs and said with a smile: "It's very simple. The gate to the Ancient Pagoda of Shizu is in my hands. If you have the ability to let me hand it over, you will pass."

As soon as the words fell, Mu Feng had already made a move.

Under his thoughts, all the civil and military officials standing on the main hall were suddenly shaken to pieces.

The old man in the dragon robe yawned, and with a casual touch, several black holes were torn into the void of the hall.

Eight wandering corpses of the free and unfettered level stepped out of the air, and blatantly hit their targets like meteors.

But Mu Feng didn't start to deal with these zombies anymore, he urged his thoughts and went directly to imprison them above the honorable position.

"Damn it! What is your background, Xiaoyaojing can still use thought power!"

The voice of the old man in the dragon robe sounded slightly suspicious.

At the same time, he was no longer as calm as before. He stretched out his palm and slapped the dragon chair, and his whole body broke through the roof of the hall and swept straight to the sky.

"Huh? He can break free from the shackles of mind power so easily, but he himself has not stepped into the Supreme, which is strange!"

With a whisper in his heart, Mu Feng immediately chased after the old man.

In the main hall, together with the two wandering corpses who fanned the old man just now, a group of ten warriors also blasted through the roof of the hall and flew into the air.

Looking at the old man who was running away with his head in his arms, Mu Feng smiled coldly.

Raise the palm to form a seal quickly, and then cast another strange method.

"Corpse Ancestor Air Forbidden Technique!"