Chapter 145 Stele
Chapter 145 Stele
"I'll come too."
After Qin Feng finished speaking, he also came to the seventh floor covered with flowers.
As soon as he set foot on the soft ground of the seventh floor, Qin Feng sensed that something was trying to drill into his soul.
Qin Feng immersed himself in the consciousness space, and found that outside the barrier of the consciousness space, there were countless tiny light spots, like little tadpoles twisting their bodies trying to break through the barrier of his consciousness space.
Seeing this, Qin Feng immediately drew energy from the tree of memory in the center of the consciousness space, transformed into a flame of the primordial spirit, and burned it towards the "little tadpoles" outside the barrier of consciousness.
Zi la la.
Qin Feng controlled the fire of the primordial spirit at a very high level, causing the "little tadpoles" to turn into ashes amid screams.
Opening his eyes, Qin Feng saw Qin Weiyu looking at him with concern.
As for Jiang Huanian and the meditation behind him, they all had alert expressions on their faces.
Jiang Huanian tentatively asked, "Qin Feng?"
"What are you looking at? As long as your primordial spirit can undergo transformation, can't mine?" Qin Feng said angrily.
Qin Weiyu had already seen the specialness of Qin Feng's primordial spirit when she traveled through the space-time tunnel, so she was not too surprised by this result.
Qin Weiyu glanced at the souls of the monks who were chasing up, and said, "You can follow along, the efficiency of three people will definitely be higher."
Whoosh whoosh!
After Qin Feng and the three made simple arrangements, they rushed to the depths of the seventh floor without stopping.
If their movements were slow, the thirty or so young Tianjiao outside would have no way to retreat, and they would all die among the souls of the monks on the sixth floor.
"Sister, this way!" Qin Feng's golden pupil was running at full capacity, and the detection efficiency was very high.
After a while, I found the most special place on the seventh floor.
In the center of the hanging garden, there is a closed stone gate.
In front of the stone gate, a huge monument stands in the center of the spiritual garden.
On the monument, there are words that do not belong to this era, engraved with words shining with mysterious colors.
Below the monument, lines of writing are engraved.
"This seems to be the language used by the natives of the Yuanling Realm. It's a pity, if you can understand it, you will know what the stele is for." Jiang Huanian stood in front of the stele with a look of embarrassment on his face.
Qin Weiyu stood in front of the stele with cold eyes, as if she had guessed what the stele was.
Qin Feng came to the inscription on the stone tablet and translated the content on the inscription.
"This stele seems to carry the life imprints of the last survivors of this hanging garden. It says that as the world gradually degenerates, their life imprints also become nothingness. The former residents of Yuanling Realm degenerated from flesh to Yuanshen, and then Some primordial spirits have degenerated into pure consciousness. Now the "little tadpoles" that are everywhere in this garden and want to invade our consciousness space are the last consciousness of the indigenous creatures in the Yuanling Realm."
Qin Feng roughly described the content on the stele.
This move not only surprised Qin Weiyu and Jiang Huanian.
Even Qin Weiyu, who controls the consciousness of Chan Ming's head, said in horror: "You know our characters? You shouldn't, the characters of our world should have been lost in the long river of time. Even You Great Emperors of the Nine Heavens know nothing about our civilization."
Qin Weiyu looked down at the head of Chan Ming's primordial spirit and said, "It seems that you know a lot. I'm curious, what would happen if you destroy the stone tablet that bears the imprint of your last life?"
Qin Weiyu finished speaking. This time, the consciousness controlling Chanming finally became restless.
Qin Feng deciphered the writing on the stele and understood the importance of the stele to their civilization. This point is equivalent to grasping their lifeline.
"We can talk again." Qin Weiyu said with Chanming's head in his hand.
Qin Weiyu said coldly: "Let the dead souls outside stop now, otherwise there will be nothing to talk about, and I will directly destroy this stele."
Chan Ming's head smiled wryly: "I can't do it. Maybe you can talk to them directly."
"They? Are you talking about the imprints of life in this stele, or the weak consciousness that just wanted to invade my consciousness space?" Qin Feng turned his head to look at the entrance when he came, and found that the young Tianjiao were surrounded by the dead souls of monks, and then If it is delayed, there may be casualties.
"Both." Chan Ming said.
At this time, Jiang Huanian couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "You two of the Qin family, why don't we smash this stele together, so that the dead souls outside will not stop before that time."
Qin Feng also nodded and said: "Yes, I think this monk is just delaying time, let's talk about a hammer, let's just smash this stone tablet and forget it."
Qin Weiyu also nodded, agreeing with Qin Feng and Jiang Huanian.
Immediately, Qin Weiyu, Jiang Huanian, and Qin Feng condensed their strongest attacks and blasted at the stele.
Rumble!
The stele is very strong.
However, both Qin Weiyu and Jiang Huanian are the top talents in God Transformation Realm.
Everyone in the outside world is a quasi-strong man who can fight against the Venerable environment.
Coupled with Qin Feng, a freak with extraordinary combat power, with the combined efforts of the three, the stone tablet bearing the imprint of a civilization's life collapsed like this.
"Don't!" Chan Ming didn't expect the three of them to be so decisive, they didn't give him a chance to delay, and smashed the stele directly.
At the moment when the stele collapsed.
Small light spots like fireflies flew out from the head of Chan Ming's primordial spirit and floated towards the sky.
At the same time, countless dots of consciousness floated out from the collapsed stone tablet and gathered in the sky.
These dots of consciousness are rising in a spiral shape.
A vortex composed of countless light spots of consciousness was formed in the sky.
In the end, this huge vortex turned into a giant purely composed of consciousness light spots.
The giant stared at the three people in front of the stele, slammed it down with a fist, and said angrily, "Do you know what you have done? You have destroyed our last hope of resurrection."
"Resurrection?" Qin Feng turned his head to look at the entrance of the seventh floor, and found that after the stone tablet collapsed, the souls of the monks at the entrance stayed in place for an instant. Immediately, Qin Feng was not in a hurry. He easily dodged the giant's punch, looked at the giant made up of light spots of consciousness in the sky and said: "You have invaded the consciousness of Chan De and Chan Ming, didn't you find that the life imprints of both of them are not in the Yuanshen? We Even if we die here, the spirit will be resurrected in the physical body outside. At most we will lose a battle of ascension, and it will not hurt the root."
"Recognize the reality. Your world is about to disappear completely. Now you can't do us any harm, and you are destined to disappear in the long river of time." After solving the problem of the monk's soul, Qin Feng and the three had a way out , you can escape from the sky garden at any time. Therefore, Qin Feng didn't mind telling the truth to this giant composed of light spots of consciousness.
Qin Weiyu looked at the giant composed of light spots of consciousness, and found this seemingly very powerful giant of consciousness. In fact, when the stele was smashed, it was in danger of dissipating at any time. Immediately, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with the giant of consciousness, turned his head to look at Jiang Huanian and said, "Jiang Huanian, Qin Feng, we don't have much time, let's work together to get rid of this thing first."
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