Chapter 749

"Well, my old man's ability is more reliable."

The old man didn't refuse and said with a smile. Then, the old man's palm for a while, and lines spread out from his palm, covering the area where they were.

"Ming Wen?"

Looking at those lines, the old wind's face couldn't help changing. In his mind, there are five inscriptions, which are branded by him from the inheritance place of Tiangang alliance. Those five inscriptions have a strong power to kill a strong person in the condensed soul state.

But similarly, the inscription is also quite complex. Even with the talent of ancient style and the dialysis of gods and demons, ancient style still hasn't mastered it. In other words, he doesn't even know the fur now. It's more appropriate, let alone depict it.

Old man, although the old man just does it at will, it's definitely an inscription pattern. Moreover, the inscriptions imprinted on his mind are even more complicated. Obviously, the old man is a master proficient in inscriptions. The ancient wind couldn't help feeling a little excited. Originally, he thought that the engraver had long disappeared. This inscription can only be studied by himself. Now it seems that it doesn't. I don't know the strong ancient style of the engraver, but I can see one or two from the five inscriptions he branded.

The inscriptions under their feet flickered, and the ancient wind had a feeling. Although he was still in the Cloud Inn and could see the people around him, now he seemed to be in a different space, just a bystander.

"Needless to say, now you are in the space created by me. After all, fortune telling is a leak, which will lead to cause and effect, and I have to do so." the old man said solemnly.

"Yes." the ancient wind answered, and his face became dignified.

The old man has no previous cynicism at this time, and his face is very serious. With a flick of his fingers, a pure light flew out and touched the center of the ancient eyebrow. Gu Feng felt a stabbing pain in the middle of his eyebrows, followed by a drop of bright red blood falling on the old man's palm.

In the mountain of his palm, I don't know when a compass appeared, and that drop of blood fell right in the middle. The old man's eyes glowed, and a mysterious smell filled his body.

The ancient wind has a wonderful feeling that the old man is like communicating with heaven and earth at a moment, and has the power of Tao to gather towards the old man.

"It's strange. How can this be possible?"

A moment later, the old man stared at the compass in his hand, and then looked at the ancient wind with an unbelievable light in his eyes.

"What's the matter, master? Is there any disaster for me?"

The old wind was worried and asked.

The old man shook his head and frowned: "the compass of fate shows that you are a dead man, but why do you appear in front of me alive and have such magnificent vitality?"

The person who should have died represents a complete death. Not like the strongest, the body is rotten, but the soul still exists.

But it also proves that because of this, it is difficult for the elderly to figure out why the dead still have such magnificent vitality. That vitality is stronger than some powerful people.

Gu Feng was relieved to hear the old man's words. He did think about it once, but some came back to life and went back in time. What's more, he got the life and death map, which is against the sky.

However, Gu Feng was also shocked. I didn't expect that the old man was really so complicated that he could make up for the fact that he died once.

"No, your past has been covered up by a mysterious force, and even your future is not light. It's strange that the old man has never encountered such a thing." the old man's face appears with sweat. The more he makes up for it, the more surprised he looks, which is extremely dignified.

"The old man really wants to see what your future looks like. Even if someone uses powerful means to cover it, I also want to take a look." the old man also made up his mind. He tied his hands and covered his body with runes. Golden light emanated from the center of his eyebrows.

Closely following, the center of the eyebrow was like a crack, and a golden column of light was projected and reflected on the compass of fate.

A vague picture appeared, but the scene in the picture was very fast and flashed by. The ancient wind only saw it for a moment. He was standing on a mountain top, his sword finger was high in the sky, and there were millions of corpses under him. It was desolate.

"Gollum."

Gu Feng couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Although it was just a glance, Gu Feng still felt the chilly behind him. There were millions of corpses and rivers of blood. What terrible things he had experienced in the future.

"Poof..."

The old man spewed blood from his mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Damn it, I've lost a lot. The old man's meal is for nothing and deserves thousands of years of cultivation." the old man wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and said in a weak voice. Insight into the future, leaking into the sky, will naturally be backfired. But the old man didn't expect, just insight into a young man, and the power of counterattack was so terrible.

"Boy, no, you have to buy me another big meal to make up for it." the old man looked at the ancient wind and said.

The old wind had a black line on his face, but he didn't say anything. He just saw a scene, but the information was very amazing, and the old man must see more, so he wanted to ask what the old man saw. In addition, the old man suffered a lot of injuries, which made him feel guilty.

"No problem."

Said with a smile.

"That's good, otherwise I'll suffer a loss this time." the old man smiled and put away the compass of fate. At the same time, the inscription disappeared.

"Well, I'll have two more dishes of everything I just ordered," the old man said, pointing to the waiter not far away. There are more than a dozen guards there. They see that the things just now are expensive. They are still afraid that the ancient wind will not be able to take out so many spirit stones at that time.

"Young master, I'm afraid you need to pay for the previous Lingshi?" the waiter came over, bowed and said.

"Yes." the ancient wind did not refuse: "how many spirit stones."

"A total of 500000 Chinese spirit stones," said the waiter.

"Boom“

Hearing this price, the scene exploded instantly. 500000 middle-class spirit stones, that is five million lower class spirit stones. Even if a top sect takes out so much money, it is very painful, and at least one quarter of its wealth should be reduced.

The crowd looked at the ancient wind and joked on his face. They wanted to see if the boy could take out so many spirit stones. If he couldn't take them out, he would die.