Chu Feng is also a well-read person and knowledgeable person, but he still couldn't see what material the black mask was made of.

The black mask shines with a strange luster, and it is slightly cooler when you start.

"Although I don't know how to use this black mask, based on my battle with Qian Jiao just now, this black mask should have space capabilities."

Chu Feng looked at the black mask and analyzed.

In his battle with Qian Jiao just now, the golden lightsaber directly penetrated Qian Jiao's body. This ability is impossible to have magical skills, so Chu Feng attributed this ability to the effect brought by the black mask.

"It's just a pity, I don't know how to use this black mask's ability?"

"Just put it on?"

Chu Feng held his chin and showed a deep thought.

Although it was a bit dangerous to wear this black mask on his face, Chu Feng felt that wealth and honor were in danger, but he gave it a try.

The next moment, Chu Feng took a deep breath and slowly put the black mask on his face.

The moment he put on the black mask, Chu Feng was dizzy, and then the world in front of him changed.

It was a huge ancient tomb. Many people gathered around the ancient tomb. These people were fighting constantly. They turned their hands to make clouds and rain. With a random blow, they had the power to open mountains and break the sea.

To put it bluntly, the worst of these people are at the same level as Chu Feng. As for the more powerful ones, they can lose their beauty with one blow, and have the sharp momentum of burning the sky and destroying the earth.

"【Fall Fairy Mask】is mine!"

"No, it's mine! Only I can have the [Fall Immortal Mask]!"

“…”

In front of the huge ancient tomb, the people fighting were talking, and their eyes were all on the black mask at the top of the tomb.

Um?

Isn’t this the mask I just wore?

Chu Feng recognized at a glance that the black mask at the top of the ancient tomb was the black mask he wore.

At this moment, someone slashed at the black mask with a knife. The black mask made a whimpering sound, and then it broke the void and disappeared.

When Chu Feng saw this, the picture also disappeared, and what caught his eye was the mass grave that he had fought with Qian Jiao just now.

"So many strong men are fighting for this black mask in front of the tomb. It seems that this black mask has a very good origin."

"And what they said was that this black mask is called [Fall Immortal Mask], which is domineering!"

Chu Feng held his chin and pondered.

Next, he took off the [Fall Immortal Mask] and put it on. There was no other picture in front of him, and it was still a mass grave.

It seems that if you take off this [Feeding Immortal Mask] and put it on, you will no longer get any information about the [Feeding Immortal Mask].

Chu Feng thought to himself.

At this moment, Chu Feng found a ray of white moonlight and slowly entered the [Fallen Immortal Mask]. As the moonlight entered, the [Fallen Immortal Mask] became even darker and brighter.

"If I guess correctly, this [Flying Fairy Mask] can increase strength by absorbing moonlight."

"That is, after the [Fall Fairy Mask] absorbs enough moonlight, I should be able to know some of its secrets."

Chu Feng held his chin and guessed.

Soon, Chu Feng returned to the canyon where Chu Zhan and others were stationed. Since the Qian Jiao had been killed, Chu Feng planned to speak with Chu Zhan tomorrow, and then headed to the [Flame Valley] to find the traces of [Ground Flame Fruit].

...

And at this time.

Inside a large mansion in the Western Regions.

"I wonder if Qian Jiao has any clues to investigate that Chu Feng."

The saint of the evil demon sect, Liu Xi held a wine glass, stared at the stars outside the window, and murmured to herself.

It can be seen that there was a clear worry in Liu Xi's eyes.

Liu Xi himself couldn't explain why this clock was worried.

Perhaps it has something to do with the fall of the hall master in the Evil Demon Cult for a while.

"Qian Jiao has been with the leader for the longest time, so nothing should happen."

Liu Xi comforted himself and then drank the wine in the glass.

But just as she put down her wine glass, her mutation suddenly broke out.

Click.

A crisp sound suddenly sounded in Liuxi's ears.

"This sound is the sound of the broken soul jade slip of my senior demon sect. Could it be?"

Liu Xi's face was solemn and she felt very bad.

As far as she knows, among the top leaders of the Evil Demon Cult, only two were walking outside, one was Qian Jiao, and the other was the [Demon Sword] that was already heading to the southern part of the Tang Dynasty [Flame Valley].

Liu Xi flashed and came to the place where the jade slips of the souls of the high-level demon sect were placed.

Below there was a broken jade slip of souls. When Liu Xi saw the name on it, his face looked extremely ugly.

"Qian Jiao, Qian Jiao is dead!"

"I, the Demon Sect, thought the Lord of the Hall died, what's going on?"

"First it was Yinshan, then Pei Nan, and then Qian Jiao, who investigated the cause of Pei Nan's death, died!"

Liu Xi frowned.

These are three masters in the God Transformation Realm!

For major forces like the Evil Demon Cult, the loss is three masters in the God Transformation Realm, which is also very painful.

"We still have to inform the leader of this matter quickly."

Although Liu Xi knew that he might be scolded when he informed Xie Sanxiao, he didn't care about these things.

He took out the jade slip and used the seal method. After a while, the jade slip was slightly brighter, and the phantom of the evil three smile appeared in the jade slip.

Because Xie Sanxiao's [Demon Divine Art] was about to be achieved, he was not locked in death, and Liu Xi could contact Xie Sanxiao in an instant.

"Liuxi, what's the matter?"

Xie Sanxiao didn't say anything nonsense and asked directly.

"Master, something big is wrong, another master of our evil devil sect died."

Liu Xi said gritting her teeth.

"What?"

"Another hall master died?"

Xie Sanxiao frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's Qian Jiao."

"What? It's him?"

"If I remember correctly, this Qian Jiao died and went to the Tang Dynasty to investigate the cause of Pei Nan's death."

"Yes, Qian Jiao found out that before Pei Nan died, he contacted a mysterious pilgrim holding the [Tang King's Order], and then he died."

"Sometimes Qian Jiao found out that Chu Feng, the honorary elder of the Shushan Sword Sect, possessed the [Tang King Order]."

Liu Xi answered truthfully.

"Chu Feng, the honorary elder of Shushan Sword Sect?"

"Is this man very strong?"

Xie Sanxiao asked.

"Chu Feng is not strong, but he is only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul."

"In the early stage of the Nascent Soul? It is absolutely impossible to kill Qian Jiao. Could it be that Qian Jiao encountered some mysterious opponent in the Tang Dynasty? Overseas monks?"

Xie Sanxiao held his chin and guessed.

He knew very well about the people on the overseas Xianyu Continent. Those people were strong. Although Qian Jiao was very strong, if they really met them, they might die.

but.

Without disputes of interest, overseas monks will not take action easily, let alone a battle of life and death.

"Master, do we need to send people to continue to investigate the cause of Qian Jiao's death? Or continue to send people to investigate that Chu Feng?"
Chapter completed!