"Let's leave quickly!" Jiang Feng snorted, and his figure had already begun to sweep out.

"Master, what's going on!"

Dongfang Li hurriedly broke out and kept up.

"Let's go back first!" Jiang Feng said as he walked: "There will be a strong man here soon, I'm afraid that we will not be opponents together!"

"None of us together are opponents, aren't we a generation of grandmasters?"

Dongfang Li gasped, feeling that his operating skills were becoming lighter and lighter, although his light skills were not as good as his combat strength, but among the innate powerhouses, it was not bad, but he could only be under Jiang Feng's back.

Jiang Feng broke through the tenth layer of Qi training, in terms of spiritual power alone, he was no longer under the ordinary innate martial artist, and his spells were with the help of the power of heaven and earth, so naturally Dongfang Li's light skills were even better.

The figures of the two disappeared into the night sky.

A hunchbacked figure emerged from under the eaves of the old monarch's hall, and the hunchbacked old man's eyes were vivid: "What an interesting boy, not only can he refine evil qi, but also seal the ghost gate, maybe he can really find out Yingzheng's grave, the old man wants to see, what other surprises can you give me!"

He looked at the sky and sighed: "This Lishan trembles, it seems that many old guys will be alarmed, if even those old guys from the Ying clan appear, it won't be fun, the old man should go first!"

Under the self-talk, his figure also disappeared without a trace, sometimes skimming over the mountain stream, and without hurrying or slowing away, the ghostly figure of the two walking mountain streams.

……

Two hours later, the starry sky at night.

Shout!

A figure skimmed through the void and landed on Lishan, this person was about middle-aged, more than two meters tall, with a big bald head, tall and burly, wearing a nondescript suit, but barefoot, his eyes swept over, and finally shook his head: "What happened, obviously this Lishan is still Lishan, and there is no breath different?"

"Bald old horse, if you want to say that you are coming quickly!"

Another figure fell, it was also a man, in his early forties, a middle-aged model, dressed as a scholar, but he looked gentle and elegant, he was a mature uncle type in the entertainment industry, and his smile was also very kind: "Did you find anything?"

The burly man shook his head: "Lishan is a forbidden place, I don't dare to move, pedantic scholar, if you want to find something, why don't you go down to the center of Lishan to have a look!"

"No, I don't want it!"

The kind scholar man flashed with a smile: "The center of this Lishan Mountain, although the lava in the center of the earth can't help us, no one can walk in and come out, and the strong sect master has buried a lot like this, I won't send it to death!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

At this time, a young man wearing a Taoist robe stepped into the void.

"No Kendo Chief!"

When the two looked at each other, they looked straight and bowed slightly.

"Two fellow Daoists, how do you feel about Lishan?" The young Taoist is long, with white hair and a pair of eyes like an abyss.

"I wonder what the Master of the No Kendo has discovered?"

The burly man squinted and asked in a deep voice.

"The dragon vein of Qinling has never woken up, and it stands to reason that there will be no abnormal movement in this Lishan, but the two of you should be able to feel it just now, what kind of breath it is, as if it can destroy the heavens and the earth!"

The young Dao Master's eyes burst with a sharp light: "The old Dao has been cultivating for a hundred and fifty years, and I have never felt like this!"

"Could it be that some demon was born?"

The burly man and the scholar glanced at each other.

"Everyone, the old man is looking for someone!" At this time, another old figure appeared on the top of Lishan, his figure seemed to fall down as soon as the wind blew, but his footsteps came up step by step: "I don't know if you can see anyone leaving from this Lishan?"

"You are the Win Twelve of the Win Family!"

When the Daoist Master saw this person, his aura suddenly became solemn.

"He's the one who wins twelve?"

"The current Grandmaster, the ninth-ranked Sword Demon!"

The burly man and the scholar man both had their pupils discolored, and they couldn't help but take a half step back, widening the distance between them and the old man.

In today's world, the aura is weak, the breath is eaves, not suitable for martial artists to cultivate, only in some famous rivers and mountains, can preserve the cultivation atmosphere on the earth, can only maintain the way of cultivation, Qinling is one of the more concentrated places in the ancient martial arts world in the world.

In the Qinling Mountains, there are many ancient martial forces, and there are very few ancient martial forces that may be regarded as top-notch, such as the Quanzhen Sect, Zhongnan Academy, and the Ma family, all of which are top-level forces.

Among them, the Win clan is the most mysterious family.

The children of the Win clan in the past generations have never been born to walk, but in the Qinling Mountains, all the ancient warriors know that they would rather offend the old demon king in the depths of the Qinling Mountains than offend the mysterious and unpredictable Win clan.

A hundred years ago, the chaos of foreign enemies, the invasion of foreign enemies, the battle of the country, led to countless ancient martial arts strong people accidents, the Ying family was born a person, this person is named Win Twelve, with a sword in the world, one good and one evil, the sword is like a demon.

"Old man's question, you haven't answered it yet?"

Win the twelve secluded Dao, there seems to be a magic in the voice.

"Sword Demon Senior, I came here the earliest, and I didn't find any traces!" the burly man stood up and said calmly.

"Looks like he ran away!"

Win Twelve's eyes swept over, shrouding the entire Lishan under his own perception, and after half a sound, he shook his head, then pinched his fingers and muttered a mantra: "Netherworld practice, ancestor shows the way, go!"

A black glow swam across his finger and disappeared into the sky of Xijing.

"Hidden? It should still be in Xijing!"

A sharp light crossed in the eyes of Win Twelve, and his body was like a streamer, disappearing in an instant.

Although he disappeared, wisps of cold voices came back from the void: "Everyone, Lishan is the resting place of the ancestors, please don't disturb!"

"Who is he looking for?"

"I'm afraid that this person has offended the Win clan, otherwise he wouldn't have been born even Win Twelve!"

"Maybe it has something to do with tonight's Lishan movement!"

The three of them looked at each other, but their minds were silent.

They all left.

Unless there is a treasure in front of them, they will not offend the Ying clan for this little thing in Lishan, although the Ying clan has only one win twelve births, but no one can guarantee how many strong people the Ying clan has.

……

Xijing International Hotel.

Jiang Feng was cross-legged on the bed, his spiritual power rotated, and a black brand on the back of his hand appeared, this brand was a corpse qi, and now it was in the middle of the meridians on the back of his hand to clash with his immortal spiritual power.

Gradually, time passed, and the aura of the corpse became weaker and weaker, and the black shadow imprint on the back of the hand became weaker and weaker.

"What a hassle!"

It was almost dawn before Jiang Feng opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed a touch of coldness.

This corpse breath is too difficult to deal with.

Originally, the corpse qi was just a spiritual power, and with his immortal spiritual power, it was not difficult to refine it, but if this corpse qi was filled with the consciousness of a strong man, then it would be a troublesome thing.

It took him a whole night to cover this corpse qi with immortal spiritual power, although the corpse qi was still there, but unless he moved his hand, outsiders couldn't feel it.

If you want to completely refine this corpse qi, it will take at least a month.

"Family Master, last night I felt a very terrifying consciousness searching in the place where we live now, this kind of consciousness search, I'm afraid that ordinary grandmaster powerhouses can't do it, unless the grandmaster is at the peak, the top powerhouse in the world, can have such a powerful soul sense!" Dongfang Li has been guarding Jiang Feng all night, with his innate realm, he can naturally feel the changes of one or two voids.

"It's supposed to be looking for me!"

Jiang Feng raised his hand, and a black brand appeared on the back of his hand, flashed, and disappeared again.

"What is this?" Dongfang Li moved slightly.

"Corpse gas!" Jiang Feng said: "I should have moved some people's cheese, so he branded this mark on me, the breath of this mark is special, the closer to my strong person, the more I can feel it, but I have suppressed it with spiritual power!"

"Can't you just get rid of it?"

Dongfang Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked.

"It takes time!"

Jiang Feng said: "At least a month, I have to refine the spiritual power on this corpse qi, otherwise this corpse qi is difficult to refine, this month, let's be careful, basically no one can feel it, unless I run the spiritual power to fight, and I don't suppress this corpse qi, I will be sensed, as long as I don't let me do it, no one should be able to detect it!"