Chapter 360 The twenty-sixth row of bookshelves

After Wu Hen’s enthusiastic explanation, Feng Hao and others became the public enemies of the whole people, and pairs of jealous eyes swept over these people. Come and sweep.

This is a must.

Feng Hao’s high-profile behavior directly aroused the dissatisfaction of most people.

This clearly means that you don’t take yourself and others seriously!

When have they ever been so provocative?

This is definitely the first time!

However, they don’t understand how a person who is in the first Zang realm of Wuzong and has no attributes came into the Holy King Mountain? How did he get into the top ten of the rookie rankings?

After taking a look at Qiong Ling'er, they found that this girl was only slightly better than her. Wu Zong's two internal organs also had no attributes, so the two of them actually got the top ten, which made them Believe it a little more.

There are no people in the outer villages!

In addition, Wu Hen deliberately refused to explain, and their eyes were full of contempt when they looked at Feng Hao.

Definitely just a second-generation ancestor with a big background.

When I thought about it, I felt a little relieved.

However, in this Holy King Mountain, his status cannot give him any advantage.

Here, only strength is king!

Some of the faces of Feng Hao and others were remembered in their hearts.

For such a second-generation ancestor, it is impossible not to teach him a lesson!

Seeing the miserable expressions of Cheng Nan and others, Wu Hen’s mouth curved in a sinister arc, and when Feng Hao gave him a boring look, his face His pride soon froze, and his eyes flickered with a sharp light.

He hated this young man for causing him to lose face in front of so many people.

The face you lose can never be regained.

Feng Hao’s cultivation level was already lower than his, so why did he lose? This is also normal.

Feng Hao didn’t pay much attention to these.

Only when you are offended will you have passion in the future, right?

He needs external pressure to spur himself, and these people are the best choice.

Standing here, the most eye-catching thing in front of you is this ancient wooden tower in front of you. The wood is bright and purple, and seems to have a flowing light.

The entire tower is actually made of purple ironwood. This kind of wood is extremely hard.It is stronger than ordinary metal. According to legend, it is impossible for even Wu Zun to leave a fingerprint on it.

This tower is the Secret Secret Tower of Holy King Mountain. In it, countless martial arts skills, secret books, and a small number of ancient secret skills are stored!

Here, the martial arts, secret books, and secret techniques are not clearly marked with levels, so it depends entirely on luck and chance.

"Creak!"

Just as I was thinking about it, with a dull sound, the door of the Secret Tower opened. The discussion also fell silent.

An old, slightly hunchbacked figure walked out of the dark Secret Tower.

The old man is nearly 70 years old, with sparse white hair and very messy appearance. He has an old face with dense wrinkles, as if he is dying. A pair of muddy old eyes are slightly squinted, without the slightest look. He just glances slightly. He glanced at everyone and then lowered his head.

"You all understand the rules, right?"

A hoarse, frost-like voice came out slowly from the old man's mouth, as if he had not spoken for a long time. Generally speaking, the pronunciation seems a bit unfamiliar and difficult to pronounce.

　“Understood!”

　Everyone responded in unison.

No one dares to underestimate this old man. Although he looks like an ordinary person and does not have any fluctuations in martial arts, he appears at the top of the Holy King Mountain and serves as a guardian. Who in the secret tower dares to say that he is just an ordinary person?

The more ordinary it looks, the more unfathomable it is!

Feng Hao even felt that this old man might have surpassed Lu Song in cultivation!

The old man said nothing and walked in.

“Let’s go.”

Feng Hao slightly shook Qiong Linger’s sweaty little hand, said softly, and then pulled her towards Walk inside the tower.

　“Bang!”

After the last person walked in, the tower door closed again with a loud noise.

…

Above the clouds, the two people were suspended there.

It is already the Holy King Xuanxuan and the Holy Envoy.

"Wuzong Yi Zang?"

The winner of the National University Competition?"

He glanced at the Holy Envoy beside him with some suspicion.

"Holy King, have you forgotten, he is also at the top of the rookie list."

Being suspected again, the Holy Envoy was very depressed, and an idea came to him, and he took out the annual award. Let's talk about things.

"That's... right, he is also number one on the rookie list."

Xuan Xuan was stunned, nodded suddenly, and asked again, "Could it be that he has mastered some special secret skill?"

"Well, and it seems that he has mastered two kinds."

The corners of the Holy Messenger's mouth twitched slightly. There was still a hint of shock in his eyes.

Secret techniques have both advantages and disadvantages. They consume the body's energy, which is actually equivalent to committing suicide slowly. Who would use secret techniques unless it is absolutely necessary?

But this young man is good. He keeps using the Qilin Arm and keeps the Xuan Zhong Domain open. Looking at his lively appearance, he seems to be consuming more than just energy.

This made him very puzzled.

“It turns out that I won by relying on secret skills.”

Xuan Xuan nodded suddenly again, “Next time I must see for myself what kind of secret skills are so powerful. "

"Let's go."

" A slight sound broke through the air, and the two disappeared above the clouds.

 …

The inside of the Secret Tower is very dark, with only a few magic crystals placed on each bookshelf. The magic crystals emit a faint glow, The surrounding darkness is brightened.

After these people walked in, they did not stop and walked towards the bookshelf. Some of them went directly to the second floor.

Obviously, this is not their first time visiting the Secret Tower.

There are only seven days, which is not too much, but we can’t waste it just standing around.

Feng Hao winked at Cheng Nan, and they dispersed and walked towards the surrounding bookshelves.

After all, we can’t just gather a group of people together and go to the same place together.

That would be too obvious.

After a period of time, no one paid attention to their activities anymore. Even Wu Hen was practicing there with a yellowed martial arts book, and he was completely absorbed in it.

"Twenty-six rows of bookshelves."

Holding Qiong Ling'er's soft little hand, the two of them walked and walked to the twenty-sixth row of bookshelves. .

"Xin'er."

I saw Wan Xin standing beside the bookshelf, her eyes slightly closed, and in her hand, she held aThere was a scroll that exuded a cold red-white light. From this scroll, a ray of bright light occasionally swayed across her body.

Just for a moment, Feng Hao understood what was going on, and at the same time he grabbed Qiong Ling'er who wanted to say hello.

Wan Xin is learning the secret technique!