Feng Qinglang was still trying to discern the logical relationship. What was the deep meaning of Dong Ditian arranging his memory fragments in this way? Or was it that this large-scale memory inheritance was due to the intervention of Hueyue, Riyinomen and others?

It led to chaos; or it could be said that these memory inheritances also contain fragments of De Allen’s memories.

But Dong Ditian obviously didn't have enough patience. He had already finished the demonstration, threw the dagger into his hand, and said coldly: "Now, go down and harvest the life of this monster."

Feng Qinglang, who was a little confused, felt that the strength of this body now, my God, it was only the strength of the training period, and he was completely like an ordinary person. Did the omnipotent De Allen ever have such a weak time?

?Look at the monster below, it looks like it is at least a true martial artist...

Dong Ditian must be crazy. He wants Di Allen to go down two levels to kill this enemy. What kind of perverted training method is this? Someone will definitely die...

If this memory is not virtual, but real...then how did ancestor Di Allen survive back then?

When he thought this, he was already ten meters behind the monster. The dark yellow scales on the monster's body were clearly visible. The suffocating stench challenged Feng Qinglang's sense of smell. The most damning thing was that he was familiar with it.

The skills are simply unavailable to De Allen's extremely weak body.

Of course, the monster discovered his presence and turned around violently. Its bloody mouth was filled with sharp teeth. The smell suddenly became strong and it bit Feng Qinglang into its mouth. Feng Qinglang couldn't escape at all.

No chance

Yes, what Feng Qinglang could do before he died was not to forget to look back at Dong Ditian. He saw him on the high slope, still cold and indifferent, without any compassion or emotion, just looking at him calmly.

Toward the end of all this...

The world becomes blurred, and the world returns to clarity...

Feng Qinglang returned to the starting point of this memory bubble. He was still on the high mound, with the huge monster crawling below him. Behind him was still the emotionless voice: "Wait a minute, you go down and kill him."

it."

Feng Qinglang couldn't help turning around and said: "Your Excellency Dong Ditian, in fact, I come from a thousand years later. I suddenly really want to know how I can escape if you arrange the next vortex of memory and I accidentally fall into it.

Get out of the prison of memory?"

Deathly silence...

Dong Ditian was thinking very seriously. The layers of fog under the mask seemed to be stirring crazily, as if it meant that he was staring at him.

Then, Feng Qinglang discovered that a hand grew from small to large. He didn't even have the chance to feel the pain, and was slapped to death by Dong Ditian...

The world becomes blurry, and the world returns to clarity...

Feng Qinglang knew that it would be futile to discuss the issues of a thousand years later with the person from a thousand years ago. Calling out the other person's name at that time would be a dead end. He could only feel Di Allen carefully again

This body now is completely weak, especially under the scorching sun. This body is trembling instinctively...

Although it is a desert here, it is evening. Such intensity of sunlight should not make people feel so painful. Feng Qinglang's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of an amazing possibility. Could it be that the ancestor Di Allen is also a high-level undead? He has just completed the undead.

The ceremony has not been long, so why are you so weak and still afraid of the sun?

He couldn't help but interrupt Dong Ditian who was demonstrating, and asked in a low voice: "Um...teacher, am I a high-level undead now?"

Dong Ditian stopped moving, looked at Feng Qinglang, and said indifferently: "The life form is yes, but the power is far behind. Of course, if you die after a while, you will be nothing."

Of course, Feng Qinglang died again after a while. However, he still had a chance to return to the high slope, but his heart was already full of turmoil. It turned out that the legend in the forbidden book of unofficial history was true. The ancestor Di Allen was a high-level undead. Then

Based on this reasoning, I actually have undead blood in my body, but I don’t know how thin it is...

After finally straightening out his thoughts, and after dying several times, he finally had the patience to listen carefully to Dong Ditian's demonstration. It seemed that killing this monster was the only way to get out of this memory bubble.

I saw Dong Ditian's entire body bowed down, taking two small steps forward and two small steps back, and coldly explained: "You have to hold your breath as much as possible, and the center of gravity of the body must be as balanced as possible. In this way,

The method can lower the alertness of the prey. If you do your best, you can get to it without anyone noticing. You should be quick when taking action, and the dagger should be stabbed in a straight line, so that your power will not be wasted..."

Feng Qinglang couldn't help but frown, could this be considered a martial skill that combined the Shenlong Jue with some assassin skills...

After trying it many times, he gradually became impressed. Dong Ditian's way of using power opened a new door for him. In the past, he could defeat the strong with the weak because he relied on his ability to face all the laws of the world.

The resonance is far stronger than that of others, but Dong Ditian's method is to rely solely on martial arts skills to surpass the level and kill...

Finally, when the nightmare monster fell to the ground, its scarlet blood melted into the brilliance of the setting sun, Dong Ditian stood in front of him again, with a hint of appreciation in his cold tone, saying: "Yes, you are a natural.

The killer..."

The world becomes blurry, and the world returns to clarity...

Feng Qinglang just shuttled between the memory bubbles that belonged to Dong Ditian, either for Dong Ditian himself, or for Dong Ditian's partners, or even his enemies, to complete something or achieve something.

mission.

In addition to opening his eyes, it also gave him a more vivid and three-dimensional understanding of Dong Ditian's life. The most important thing is that he had a new understanding of the application of martial arts and power systems in this world. He even had a sense of

I feel that as long as he can return to being a peerless strong man, his height will be far higher than before.

However, the most intuitive benefit is that because of these methods of using power and martial arts, he has a deeper understanding of the Jingxin Chapter, which will greatly shorten his recovery period.

These memory bubbles will never be repeated, and Feng Qinglang had a vague understanding in his heart. These memory fragments cannot be copied. Once someone has experienced it, it will be broken, and other people will not be able to experience it again. In other words, the East Emperor a thousand years later

Tian, ​​​​has also achieved his original wish, and he can no longer be the same person.

The world becomes blurry, and the world returns to clarity...

Feng Qinglang opened his eyes again, and it was a brand new scene. He was in a cave, and a strong man was sitting on the other side, cursing something. The wind and snow were dancing outside the cave, and the sound of distant ice monsters could be heard faintly.

Roaring and roaring.

Feng Qinglang quickly judged that this was the Storm Mountain Range

The strong man opposite raised his head, and he looked very familiar. Feng Qinglang quickly found the corresponding face in the memory bank. He was Humphrey, a thousand years ago, at the end of the Silent Era, the guardian of the free paradise, that era when the stars were shining.

Here, he was the first star to fall, but he also shined through an era in an extremely gorgeous way.

Feng Qinglang is completely immune to celebrities. For someone who has also traveled through time like De Allen, Humphrey is really hard to have a big impact on him.

However, compared with the legendary swordsman, the young Humphrey in front of him was obviously much vulgar. Feng Qinglang listened carefully to the other person's voice and found out that he was cursing: "...You idiot,

Are you considered the legendary Dong Ditian? You are holding me back, do you know?"

Feng Qinglang frowned and said, "Are you talking to me?"

Humphrey scolded: "Nonsense, there is someone else in this hole? You are the one scolding me. I will start over again in a while and scold you again, idiot."

Feng Qinglang's face was full of astonishment, but he soon realized that the other person was also a traveler in the memory bubble, and he didn't know who it was?

I saw Humphrey continue to curse: "Listen carefully, there will be two ice apes passing by here soon, do you understand? They are the king apes of ice-type monsters, with peerless power, don't rush out like Leng Touqing.

You have to obey my command, I have died fourteen times, do you understand, it is very painful..."

While he was cursing, he was also gently stroking his eyebrows. Obviously there was nothing there, but he was used to this, such small movements, and such ways of saying...

Feng Qinglang chuckled and said, "You are a watchtower, right?"

"Ah -" Humphrey looked at Feng Qinglang in shock, and immediately said urgently, "Who are you? Master Mian, Huoyue? Oslen? But don't be Dong Ditian himself..."

Feng Qinglang twitched the corner of her mouth and just looked at the watchtower, smiling without saying a word.

Wanglou said: "Oh my god, you are Feng Qinglang, why did you come in too? Have you found any clues to leave here?"
Chapter completed!