Chapter 4380: Myriad Illusion Masks

"don't want!"

Fang Xuyang's pupils shrank suddenly. He was already filled with despair, but at the moment of death, he was still afraid. His body was shaking violently and he wailed for mercy.

But Ye Han is obviously not a soft-hearted person, or Fang Xuyang's actions do not allow Ye Han to have any mercy on him.

The next moment, a cold light flashed, Fang Xuyang's head fell to the ground, and the most ambitious king in the history of Zhenshuang Kingdom fell.

Then, Ye Han looked at the ruins of the palace and shook his head helplessly.

"I originally planned to see what treasures there were in the treasure house of the Beileng King's Palace, but now that it has been buried, it is difficult to find it."

Hearing this, Ye Feng raised his brows slightly. After he absorbed the fate of Beileng Country, he also had some connections with Beileng Country. He could sense the future of Beileng Country and could also sense the convergence of Beileng Country's fortune. place, and also knows the location of the treasure house.

"Not always."

Ye Feng smiled and raised his hand to strike at the collapsed ruins of the palace.

"boom!"

The sword roared, and a hundred-meter-long ravine was cut out of the ruins. A bright light shone out from the ravine, and the jewels made it look particularly dazzling.

"This is!"

Ye Han's eyes lit up, his face lit up, and he rushed to the top of the gully. He saw mountains of gold and silver in the gully. It was obviously Beileng.

The treasure trove of the King's Palace is located.

"How do you know? Could it be that you had already planned to loot the treasure house of the Beileng King's Palace?"

Ye Han looked at Ye Feng in surprise. Compared to the piles of gold and silver treasures, he was more curious about how Ye Feng accurately found the location of the treasure house.

"Of course not. I absorb the luck of Beileng Kingdom, and I will have a sense of the treasures of Beileng Kingdom."

Ye Feng smiled lightly and came to Ye Han's side. His eyes fell on the ravine, ignoring the luxurious gold and silver treasures and searching for items containing spiritual energy.

Compared with mundane treasures, items containing spiritual energy are real treasures for martial cultivators.

Later, Ye Feng and Ye Han entered the ravine together, and saw an underground palace where the treasures were piled up. It was built very huge, and the treasures were piled up into hills, at least twenty of them.

In addition to these mundane treasures, there are also some shelves made of golden nanmu. On these shelves are weapons flashing with cold light. These are the real treasures. They are also treasures at worst, and there are also many spiritual weapons.

Ye Han's eyes shone, he was very interested in these spiritual weapons, and he immediately stepped forward to explore them.

Ye Feng, on the other hand, had little interest in most spiritual weapons because he had the Po Xu Sword in his hand, but a black and white mask that was constantly flowing attracted his attention.

"This is?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly,

Stepping forward and observing the mask up close, it gave him the feeling of looking at a living creature. The aura contained in the mask was very majestic, as if a true spirituality was born.

"It feels so familiar."

At this moment, the voice of Poxu Sword came, and it was also observing the mask.

"Senior, have you seen this mask?"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up. The one who could make an impression on Poxu Sword was definitely not an ordinary one. He might have picked up another treasure this time.

"Haha, that's interesting."

Po Xujian laughed and said, "This mask is a replica of a friend. The person who made the replica is very skilled, and it has reached the point where it looks like the real thing."

"You mean this is a fake?"

"That's right."

Poxujian said: "My friend is called Tianhuan Mask. The person who wears it can transform himself into any race. He changes from the root."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Feng looked shocked. He transformed into other races from the root. This is such a heaven-defying ability.

For example, if an ordinary person gets the Tianhuan Mask, he can completely transform into a dragon, from a weak human to a dragon with a strong body and terrifying power.

What's more, if it were possible to transform into a real dragon, phoenix, or these legendary beasts, how incredible would it be?

Even after the transformation, one's own realm will not change or improve, but just

By transforming into a powerful race, you can master extraordinary power.

Ye Feng informed Poxujian of his guess, and what shocked him was that Poxujian actually recognized his guess, and Tianhuan Mask indeed had such ability.

"The Mask of Heavenly Fantasy was one of the top ten sacred artifacts in the past. It was fought over by countless people. Its abilities are naturally extraordinary."

Poxujian continued: "It's just that such a powerful ability to change has also caused trouble for it. Countless people covet it, but it doesn't want to recognize anyone as its master, and just wants to be free and unrestrained. "

"This caused the strong men in the prehistoric period to crazily target the Tianhuan Mask, trying to conquer it. In the end, in a chaotic battle, the whereabouts of the Tianhuan Mask were unknown. No one knew which strong man it fell into. Either escape and hide, or be shattered and exterminated..."

There was a hint of sigh in Poxujian's tone, "I have also inquired about this old friend, but I have gained nothing. It seems to have evaporated out of thin air."

"But seeing its replica today, I can at least be sure of one thing. It has not been destroyed, it still exists!"

Poxujian looked at the black and white mask and said seriously.

"What about this imitation?"

Ye Feng also looked at the mask, knowing the power of the Tianhuan Mask. He also raised expectations for the fake created based on the Tianhuan Mask in front of him.

"Just put it on and try it, and you will naturally know its effect."

There was a hint of meaning in Poxujian's tone, "Although this imitation cannot be compared with the Tianhuan Mask, it is still exquisite and exquisite. It should be of great use to you now."

Hearing Po Xujian say this, Ye Feng became very interested and quickly picked up the black and white mask.

Just the moment he touched the mask, Ye Feng felt a firm resistance. The black and white mask trembled and tried to break free from his hands. However, Ye Feng's strength was so powerful that the mask could not break free at all.

"be honest!"

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up, and the energy and blood in his body poured into the mask crazily. The mask, which was still struggling to resist, trembled violently, and suddenly fell silent.

As Ye Feng's energy and blood continued to pour into the mask, Ye Feng also felt an idea hidden in the mask. This idea was still very weak and could not even be called an idea. It was like an instinct.

After Ye Feng came into contact with this instinct, he immediately understood the specific information and capabilities of the mask in front of him.

This black and white mask is called the Wanhuan Mask. It is indeed an imitation of the Tianhuan Mask. However, the mind inside the mask only knows that it is an imitation of the Tianhuan Mask. It does not know who its forger is or why it is like this. Appeared in the treasure house of the palace.

——The content comes from [Migu Reading]