If these carvings represent a set of secret combat techniques, then each of its moves is like a series of strange carvings.

The moves contained in these carvings can be performed with any weapon.

However, when using combat secrets, different people will produce different effects.

Li Feng stood in the huge stone house and glanced around, looking at the ancient murals and the floating figures floating in the air. For a moment, Li Feng felt extremely excited.

This is simply a huge treasure house. It actually retains so many bas-reliefs and murals. It will save him a lot of time and energy when he comes to understand it in the future.

The original city is indeed known as the holy land of human cultivation, and they are indeed right.

"Don't waste time, let's seize the time to understand." Li Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with Aohu and reminded in a low voice. He then sat cross-legged on the ground and carefully looked at the ancient stone carvings in the mural in front of him.

Immediately, a ray of consciousness penetrated into the stone wall, and with a bang, Li Feng's spiritual consciousness instantly entered a dark and mysterious space.

In this dark space, there is no light, no wind, no sound, no material existence, and nothingness.

Boom! Boom! Boom!...

But suddenly, a crack was torn apart in the dark space by a dazzling white light.

Then there was another...

Huge white lights struck down next to Li Feng, tearing apart cracks in the dark space. With a thunderous explosion, the entire space rumbled, as if it was about to collapse and shatter at any time.

Li Feng looked at these thick white lights, and his eyes suddenly opened wide, as if he had seen an incredible scene.

In his perception, these white lights were like fierce sword lights tearing through the dark space, containing various different artistic conceptions.

As fierce and cruel as wild beasts, as domineering and powerful as the gods who created the world, as sharp and vicious as steel whips...

The muffled thunderous bombardment became louder and louder, like the roar of a wild beast, which kept coming, crazily oppressing Li Feng's mental consciousness.

The turbulent artistic conception came overwhelmingly, impacting on Li Feng's mental consciousness like an overwhelming wave, drowning him in the blink of an eye.

When he opened his eyes and his consciousness returned to reality, he was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

"These carvings indeed contain a special artistic conception, which is incredible." Li Feng stared at the stone wall covered with countless messy carvings in front of him, his eyes filled with fear.

"The only pity is that the artistic conception in those carvings has strong mental oppression. My mental consciousness is too fragile and cannot sustain it for long."

He turned his head and looked to the side, and found that Aohu was also meditating on the stone wall. His sturdy figure was shaking violently, his face flushed, as if he was suffering from some special mental pressure, and his forehead was covered with bullets.
Chapter completed!