God-Level Exchange System

Just before walking to the passage, Song Fei moved in his heart, took out the brush from the storage ring and wrote on the rock at the entrance of the passage: "the flame God King came here for a visit. Some younger generation was disrespectful to me and burst into pieces of meat by the flame of my body protection. This is an inscription to commemorate."

After Song Fei finished writing, he immediately stepped into the third floor channel and thought that these brush words should be able to scare those old things without accident. That explosion can't be made by anyone. Even if they have doubts, they will spend a lot of time studying the explosion and can buy themselves enough time.

Song Fei gritted his teeth and finally stepped out into the fourth floor.

The scene is transient again.

Song Fei focused all his attention on the danger in case of an instant. In addition, he held a dun ground symbol and the blue rain dragon in his hand. If there was any danger, he immediately threw the blue rain dragon out, and then immediately retreated to the channel. If it was too late to retreat, he immediately retreated to the ground, as deep as he could.

Unexpectedly, what came into Song Fei's eyes was a study.

According to the theory of previous life, the study is about 60 square meters, which is already large. But for Song Fei, who has to face the danger, he feels very strange when he sees such a "small" study?

Doesn't it mean that the lower the relic, the more dangerous it is? Is there any unknown danger in this study?

Song Fei kept vigilant and looked carefully at the study. On the right was a bookshelf with more than ten books on it. Seeing here, Song Fei was slightly happy. If these were all true dharma formulas, he would have sent them.

Next to the bookshelf, there are six small stone holes recessed into the wall. On each small stone hole, there is a red lacquer wooden box the size of a lunch box. The covers of these wooden boxes are closed, and I don't know what's inside.

The small hole to the left is five pairs of calligraphy and painting. The first painting is a sea of fire, and then on the fire, a suspended flame.

The second picture shows an ancient pine growing among rocks, like those strong pines on Huangshan in previous lives. The branches are vigorous and powerful, as if telling the unyielding of life.

The third picture shows a waterfall. The waterfall flows down vertically, but the lower part is not drawn. I don't know whether it is a deep pool or something under the waterfall.

The fourth picture shows an old farmer driving cattle to farm. There is water in the field. Under the action of an iron plow, pieces of soil are turned over,

The fifth picture is a sharp sword. Looking at this picture alone, Song Fei feels the real killing spirit coming from the front.

Although he can't see the meaning of the five paintings for the time being, Song Fei subconsciously feels that the five paintings are not simple.

On the left, there is a long sword with scabbard. Both the handle and scabbard are fire red. From a distance, Song Fei feels like a flame burning.

In front of the long sword, there is a strip wooden table. Behind the table, there is a wooden chair with inkstone, brush and white paper. It seems that it was used by the former master to write. The overall layout is really a study.

Song Fei doesn't have much time left. If he delays any more, there may be experts in the golden elixir period. Although he is confident to scare the old men with his brush, just in case, Song Fei doesn't dare to stay for a long time.

Song Fei first walked slowly to the bookshelf on the right and walked gently. The closer he was to the bookshelf, the more nervous Song Fei was. Who knows if he would suddenly kill a monster and kill himself directly.

After walking carefully for about 30 seconds, Song Fei finally came to the front of the bookshelf, put the blue rain dragon on the ground temporarily, looked down and saw that on the bookshelf, more than ten books were lying quietly, just like very ordinary books.

Song Fei took the lead in seeing a recent book: boundless falling wood formula.

Then there are the Jiuqu Yellow River formula, the Jiutian God thunder formula, the ternary breeze formula, the sky sword technique, the Yansha formula

The Dharma formulas were vivid in Song Fei's mind. If these Dharma formulas were included in the bag, Qingtian sword school would face the embarrassing situation of Dharma formulas, and I'm afraid they would be lifted immediately. Moreover, it can be seen from the owner here that this person is definitely not simple. The Dharma formulas he contains should not be ordinary things.

Of course, the more critical the moment was, song Feifei was careful and slowly extended his hand to the first boundless falling wood formula. As soon as he touched the book, something was wrong in Song Fei's heart.

Then, Song Fei saw that the corner of this boundless falling wood formula was touched by Song Fei and turned into a cloud of dust.

"No." Song Fei's heart sank suddenly. Is it because of the age that these books have become fly ash? Because there is no wind blowing in and nothing touching for a long time, so that these fly ash still maintain their original appearance? It won't be so unlucky.

Song Fei was unwilling. He immediately put the whole palm of his hand and gently pressed the falling wood formula to the boundless. In the process, Song Fei's whole heart was raised for fear that the result would be the same as his own imagination. All the joy would be empty in the end.

Pressing his hands, Song Fei's expression suddenly solidified, and a trace of disappointment poured out of his face. As expected, this boundless falling wood formula has turned into fly ash. As soon as Song Fei was so good at it, Song Fei's surroundings were immediately surrounded by fly ash.

Song Fei, who didn't give up, turned his eyes to several other Dharma formulas.

Nine bends of the Yellow River? It's broken.

Nine Heavenly God thunder formula? It turned gray again.

Changkong sword formula? Still the same.

Oh.

Press the past one by one, as if the end had been doomed, and all the Dharma formulas and spells turned into a pile of dust.

Song Fei's hopeful heart, like this pile of books, turned into bits and pieces.

Then, Song Fei put his eyes on the small wooden box in the wall hole.

Carefully came to the front of the wooden box. Song Fei's eyes twinkled. I'm afraid there's another mystery when the wooden box is placed in a small hole.

In his heart, Song Fei suddenly showed a proud smile on his face. He turned back, picked up the blue rain dragon just put on the ground, then grabbed his right arm and slowly touched the wooden box.

With the slow follow-up of lanyulong's fingers, Song Fei watched motionless. If there is danger, he should be ready to evacuate at the first time.

"Poof ~" suddenly there was a dull noise. Song Fei's pupils contracted in an instant, and a flaming flame came out of the small cave in an instant. Fortunately, Song Fei hid behind the blue rain dragon and avoided the flame. However, the blue rain dragon was not so lucky. Under the flame, the whole hand directly turned into a mass of ashes.

"Sobbing ~" the blue rain dragon without vocal cords immediately made a painful sobbing sound.

Suddenly he turned his head around. His originally vicious eyes had disappeared. At the moment, a trace of pleading appeared on his face and made an urgent "sobbing" sound to Song Fei. For fear that Song Fei didn't understand, he lifted the remaining arm between his neck and made a neck wiping action.

"You mean, let me kill you?" Song Fei said with a smile.

"Wuwu ~ Wuwu ~" Lan Yulong nodded quickly.

Song Fei said with a smile, "don't be silly. What if the body is not easy to use? Young man, don't commit suicide and live well, ang ~"

The blue rain dragon's face was dead gray. For a moment, the blue rain dragon's eyes showed an extremely vicious look and an expression of wanting to swallow Song Fei alive.

"You can't live because you've done evil." Song Fei smiled and said with a comforting mouth, "well, bear it again. I promise you won't live this year."

"Wuwu ~" the blue rain dragon shouted wildly.

Song Fei paid no attention to it. His eyes focused on the small stone cave where the wooden box was placed and murmured, "it's a ban, not a monster. It's much simpler."

Song Fei's hand touched it gently.

"Ding Dong, it is found that the cultivator is forbidden. The redeemable points are 50. Do you want to redeem them?"

"Exchange."

It must be because of the age. The power of these prohibitions has also decreased. Song Fei believes that the prohibitions arranged by the local master's strength and mana will never be worth such points.

After the prohibition was removed, Song Fei easily took the small wooden box. At the moment, he didn't look carefully. He directly put the small wooden box into the storage ring and looked at it slowly when he went out.

Then, in the second small hole, after having previous experience, Song Fei, based on caution, lifted LAN Yulong's left hand again. In LAN Yulong's extremely vicious eyes, Song Fei smiled and stretched out his hand.

As expected, the prohibition was triggered again, and the whole palm of blue Yulong turned into an ice block.

Song Fei exchanged the forbidden system and got 50 points. He put the small red lacquer wooden box into the storage ring.

In the third small hole, Song Fei took out the long sword, directly cut off the frozen part of the blue rain dragon's palm, and put the whole arm without palm in. Then the prohibition triggered again, and the blue rain dragon had only one arm left.

Then Song Fei smoothly exchanged the points and collected the wooden box.

When the sixth red lacquered wooden box was put into the storage ring, the blue Yulong only had half of his arms and trunk. As for his legs, they all disappeared when the prohibition was triggered.

At the moment, the blue rain dragon has become like this. He hasn't stopped breathing. Song Fei really admires this guy's tenacious vitality.

After collecting the small wooden boxes, Song Fei came to the side of calligraphy and painting. Each painting was about one meter high and 40 cm wide. Now the blue rain dragon is covered with blood, and he is not interested in trying with the blue rain dragon's body.

"Well, you have no use value. Go to rest in peace." Song Fei directly cut off the head of the blue rain dragon with a sword. When the head rolled over, Song Fei saw a sense of relief on the blue rain dragon's face.

After all this, Song Fei put the body of LAN Yulong into the storage ring as a corpse.

"Those Dharma formulas have been turned into ash, and these calligraphy and paintings should also be turned into ash." Song Fei touched the calligraphy and painting with both hands, but he was ready in his heart. It's just calligraphy and painting, and the ash will be turned into ash. Even the blow of Dharma formulas and ash has been borne, not to mention several calligraphy and paintings?

"Ding Dong ~" surprised Song Fei. When he touched the calligraphy and painting, Song Fei thought it triggered the prohibition again, but he didn't expect another sound from the divine exchange system.

"Discover the low-level five elements enlightenment chart. You can redeem 50000 points. Do you want to redeem it?"

what? Can you exchange 50000 points for this broken calligraphy and painting? Song Fei's dull eyes suddenly became bright.