I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"Hehe... If you're afraid, it's still too late to recognize me as the master." Qin Feng said with a smile.

"It's a good idea. Do you think that if you do this, I will be afraid of Buddha? You underestimate me a little bit." Yanse said still not convinced.

While speaking, he sacrificed his purple gold bowl.

There were words in his mouth, which sounded jerky and incomprehensible.

Immediately, wisps of purple air flow emerged from the purple gold bowl, like a majestic purple air, surging around, giving people a sense of majesty and oppression.

"Boom!"

Under Yanser's control, the Zijin Bowl expanded rapidly and became like a hill, carrying majestic purple energy, and moved towards Qin Feng to suppress it.

Jin Yulu next to him suddenly felt tremendous pressure, as if a spiritual mountain was coming to suppress him.

"How did this purple gold bowl fall into my hands before? It seems that you have forgotten it. You really don't have a long memory." Seeing this, Qin Feng did not panic at all.

The moment his voice fell, the night suddenly fell, and it was dark, and suddenly a vision slowly appeared behind him.

It was a blue sea, the waves were rolling, and the sound of the waves was deafening.

And above the blue sea, a round of Haotian mirror like a bright moon rose slowly.

The holy brilliance sprinkled on the blue sea, refracting rays of light, sparkling.

Qin Feng, who stood with his hands behind his back, merged perfectly with the vision behind him.

"Buzz!"

Like a small hill, the purple gold bowl that was originally coming to suppress Qin Feng suddenly stopped there as if time had stopped, without moving an inch.

More than that, Qin Feng urged the soldiers to control the Zijin Bowl.

"You kid still want to take away my purple gold bowl?" Yanse was suddenly annoyed.

He wanted to use the secret technique to unleash the stronger power of the purple golden bowl, but he found that he couldn't move at all under the brilliance of the bright moon behind Qin Feng.

The anger on his face was immediately replaced by panic.

"Om..."

And at this moment, under Qin Feng's continuous use and his own attempts, the Zijin Bowl trembled slightly, and gradually began to break away from Yanse's control.

Although Yanse's imprint was deep on the purple gold bowl, but Qin Feng's purpose was to control it for a short time, so it wasn't too difficult.

"My purple gold bowl!"

At this moment, Yanse exclaimed loudly, he found that the purple gold bowl was completely out of his control.

"Shh!"

And at this moment, Qin Feng waved his sleeves and directly put it into the system space.

Yanse also found that he couldn't sense the purple gold bowl at all.

"Boy, you actually took my purple gold bowl from the Buddha, I will fight you hard!" Yanse was going crazy with anger.

He simply regarded the purple golden bowl as more important than his lifeblood, and then he wanted to burn his blood, escape from the suppression of the Haotian mirror's divine brilliance, and then sacrifice his treasures to fight Qin Feng with his life.

"Then what are you in a hurry for? I'm not begging for food. Why do I want your broken bowl?" Seeing Yanse like this, Qin Feng was really worried that Yanse would go all out with him.

It's not that he's afraid of Yanse, but that it's not worth fighting with Yanse.

How many treasures are there on Yanse's body? Even Qin Feng can't figure it out. If he fights Yanse here, it will not only consume a lot of money, but also affect his entry into Xuantian Supreme's tomb, and it will not do any good.

Although he could tell that the purple gold bowl was a treasure, he had already obtained it before. He tried to refine it but failed, and there was a mark left by an old monk inside, which he could not erase.

What's more, the old monk told him to return the purple golden bowl to Yanse, and also gave him the immortal golden body as a thank you gift.

"What a broken bowl, it's a purple gold bowl, a sacred object of Buddhism!"

After hearing this, Yanse calmed down a lot, and said, "Boy, don't fool me, I don't understand your style of behavior yet? It's impossible to spit out what you eat!"

"That's not necessarily the case. I'm going to the tomb of Xuantian Supreme. If you can help me inside, I will return the purple gold bowl to you after the secret realm is closed." Qin Feng said.

Although Yanse's cultivation is not as good as his, but this guy has many treasures.

And there are many heretics, he thinks that Yanse may be of great help at critical times.

"The tomb of Xuantian Supreme?"

Thinking of this, Yanse grinned and said, "Hey... If I'm not wrong, you don't know the exact location of Xuantian Supreme's tomb yet!

In fact, a few days ago, in an extremely dangerous Jedi, I risked my life to get a fragmented map, which marked many places, including the tomb of Xuantian Supreme..."

He wanted to use that fragmented picture to exchange for his own purple gold bowl, with a serious look, it seemed that he was talking about his own personal experience, but Qin Feng knew him too well.

"The fragmented picture you mentioned won't be the same as the one in my hand?"

As Qin Feng said, he took out the animal skin map he got from the lame pirate.

"I..." Yanse was dumbfounded for a moment, unable to make up any more.

"Give you one last chance to choose."

After Qin Feng paused, he continued: "Either fight desperately with me to see if I can get back your purple golden bowl.

Or just follow me into the tomb of Xuantian Supreme. No matter whether you can help me or not, I will return the purple gold bowl to you after leaving the secret realm. "

Yanse hesitated when she heard the words.

After a while, he said: "Boy, you are cruel!"

The Buddha's light outside his body converged and all returned to his body, and he did not intend to fight Qin Feng desperately.

He has a lot of treasures on him, but he also knows that Qin Feng is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp. He may be able to defeat Qin Feng, but if Qin Feng wants to run away, he may not be able to stay.

"When dealing with you, of course you have to be ruthless." Qin Feng said with a smile on his lips.

After all, the vision behind him disappeared, and the Haotian mirror was also included in the ring by him.

"Huh..." At this time, Jin Yulu who was next to him was slightly relieved.

The confrontation between Qin Feng and Yanse just now made him beside him feel tremendous pressure, and the aura in his body felt like it was about to stop flowing.

Jin Yulu's expression was complicated.

Before, he only knew that Qin Feng's strength was monstrous, but he didn't expect that the fat monk Yanse's strength should not be underestimated, far above him.

His pressure was even greater.

He secretly made up his mind in his heart that he must work harder in cultivation in the future, otherwise, sooner or later he would be left behind.