Chapter 329: Entering the Soul Locking Sect

"Hurry up, go back, go back. "www.biquge.info Zhong Yuanzi did not refuse Yang Feng's request in the end. Instead of letting him learn the formation path with concern, it is better to let him take care of all the things that should be done.

Looking at Yang Feng's distant back, the corners of Mu Yunzhe's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a happy smile that was not easy for others to notice. Taking advantage of the time that Yang Feng was away, he didn't believe that such a genius would not be able to establish a leading advantage, and it must be himself who was the first to step into the fourth-level peak formation mage in the end!

Butterfly Dance just shook her head regretfully, and then came to the Four Seas Returning Formation to start her comprehension. She didn't care who was her ultimate opponent, she only had to defeat herself.

The tracking prohibition left on the magic weapon jade bracelet that Yang Feng gave to Liang Jingwen was extremely mysterious, and it was a method he had learned from Zhong Yuanzi's array experience jade slip. Even if he was hundreds of miles away, he could sense the forbidden message, unless someone forcibly destroyed the prohibition on the bracelet.

Yang Feng, who was in a hurry, didn't care about being low-key or not, and he directly galloped towards the fir forest at full speed when he raised the Shadow Shuttle, and he arrived in just five or six minutes from a distance of more than 800 miles.

It's just that before he entered the fir forest, two black leopards drove a beast cart out of the forest at high speed, and the person driving with one hand in the front of the car was Ye Xijie. Sitting in the car are naturally several girls who have survived the catastrophe, including Liang Jingwen.

It turned out that when Ye Xijie was trapped in the sword prison, he simply transported the "Xuanwu True Saint Skill", and he brazenly refined his body in the Ding. Rows of flying swords comparable to the power of high-grade magic weapons slashed at his body, becoming an excellent help for refining his body in front of his extreme body refining exercises and amazing physical strength. Even the fire poison raging in his body was turned into a means of refining his body by the power of the Xuanwu True Saint Skill.

The Eagle Hook-Nosed Monk constantly encouraged the True Yuan to continuously send mana to the Sword Prison Ding, although he thought that Ye Xijie had already been cut into meat sauce by the countless flying swords in the Ding, but subconsciously continued to let the Sword Prison Ding continue to unleash the rain of flying swords. Ye Xijie is not just a sword revenge for him, the treasures he has been cultivating for decades were directly abducted by the other party, which is the most unbalanced thing in his heart. This hatred can only be fully vented by whipping Ye Xijie's corpse and whipping the corpse again.

Two or three minutes later, Eagle Hook Nose calculated that this corpse was almost whipped, and the more important thing was that his true yuan was no longer good under such rapid consumption, so he stopped continuing to transmit mana to the Sword Prison Ding, and the earth-shattering roar in the Ding immediately stopped abruptly.

This sword dungeon tripod is not an ordinary magic weapon, and it can also shield the divine sense from probing the things it envelopes, so the hook nose never knew Ye Xijie's situation in the tripod, and could only deduce that the other party must have been chopped into a pile of mud by virtue of his years of experience in using this treasure.

"Get up!" the eagle hooked his nose and pulled his hand back against the sword prison, and the entire big ding immediately flew off the ground, quickly shrinking into a ball of blue light and submerging into his palm.

He was greeted by Ye Xijie's earth-shattering punch!

The speed bonus of the phantom wave chasing shadow made the hook nose not have time to react, and in a stunned state, he was hit by Ye Xijie's punch into the dantian. Ye Xijie's fist strength is not something that a monk in the Dan stage can easily withstand, let alone defend the most vulnerable dantian vital point!

Unlike Yang Feng, Ye Xijie's fist does not grow a life and death talisman, but explodes the power of the supreme power at one point, and the power is even more powerful.

Not only was the hooked nose directly destroyed the dantian, but his life was also ended with the complete explosion of the power of this punch.

A thumb-sized tripod fell out of the hook-nosed corpse, and Ye Xijie didn't have to think about it to know that this must be the sword prison that had trapped him for a long time. He took the treasure and the storage bag on the other party's body, put it in his own pocket, and strode towards the two black leopards.

He was short of a suitable mount, and although the two black leopards were of low rank, they could barely make do with them first.

The two beasts had already felt a more terrifying power than their master from Ye Xijie's body, and when they saw Ye Xijie walking towards them, they all lay on the ground in fright and obediently surrendered.

Ye Xijie nodded, the two demon beasts knew each other like this, which saved him the trouble of taming each other. He beckoned Liang Jingwen and the other girls who had escaped to get into the beast cart, and he sat in front of the car and drove away from the cedar forest. As soon as he galloped out of the forest, he met Yang Feng, who had come to look for them.

After escorting Ye Xijie and his party back to the residence of Kunshen City, Yang Feng asked Ye Xijie to stay and heal and take care of Liang Jingwen and them, and drove the light to search for Xiaolan's traces directly.

Although there was no close connection between Yang Feng and Xiao Lan like soul blood, Xiao Lan's aura was very familiar to him, as long as it was not too far away, he could find a clue.

A gorgeous kite-shaped flying magic weapon in the sky was flying forward at high speed, and sitting on it was the eldest lady of the Soul Locking Sect, Wan Yaqing, and the three Soul Locking Sect elders who accompanied her, and Elder Xiang was among them.

Wan Yaqing patted the medium-grade spirit beast bag on his body with great satisfaction and said, "Elder Xiang, you have done a good job this time, I will definitely ask my father for a three-star adult infant pill for you." Your father will definitely prepare everything you need for you. ”

Elder Xiang was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked him respectfully. The two mid-stage monks beside him both had envious looks in their eyes. There are countless Soul Locking Sect cultivators, and there are not many who can be taken care of by the sect's resources, which means that the road to marrying an elder is basically a smooth road.

This kite-shaped flying magic weapon was actually already at the level of a low-grade spirit weapon, and its speed was much faster than Yang Feng's Peerless Flying Shuttle. If it weren't for the fact that the symbol of the Soul Locking Sect (two staggered and tumbling soul images) in front of the kite was very eye-catching, I am afraid that many monks who coveted treasures would have taken action along the way.

The Soul Locking Sect is in the easternmost part of the Huorong Country, and the distance from Kunshen City is not close. With the amazing speed of the kite-shaped flying boat, it also flew for a long time before finally reaching the destination.

The momentum of the mountain gate of the Soul Locking Sect is much grander than that of the Thousand Machines Sect, and the entrance road paved with spirit stones alone is an amazing handiwork, and the feeling of being relaxed and happy walking on it can definitely make every guest who comes to the Soul Locking Sect amazed.

The towering mountain gate was surrounded by countless magnificent colored clouds, and it was not only birds of prey and flying spirit beasts in captivity that the Soul Locking Sect was flying about, but sometimes there were even red-winged crested dragons flying by with their giant wings flapping their giant wings. This dragon beast has an extremely strong temperament, and would rather die than be tamed to become a demon pet, so the Soul Locking Sect can only use it as a sect guardian spirit bird.

Wan Yaqing's return to the sect was not small, there were dozens of monks who came out to greet him, and there were countless monks in the foundation building and qi cultivation period. These people stood on both sides of the mountain gate, loudly congratulating the eldest lady on her return from the experience.

Xu was accustomed to seeing such battles since he was a child, Wan Yaqing nodded disapprerovingly, and entered the mountain gate under the escort of the three Jiedan monks beside him.

Wan Sitian, the sect leader of the Soul Locking Sect, was in retreat, and Wan Yaqing didn't bother him after returning to the sect, but couldn't wait to return to his residence. The first thing she had to do was to release Xiao Lan from the spirit beast bag to take a look at his current condition.

In view of Xiaolan's strength, in addition to Elder Xiang by Wan Yaqing's side at this time, there was another Elder Cai who was also a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Jiedan.

After such a period of time, the power sealed by the Thunder of Punishment on Xiaolan's body has almost recovered, but he has always been a ghost, and he is not willing to run away now. First, he couldn't deal with the two masters of the Great Perfection of the Formation Pill beside Wan Yaqing in a short period of time, and second, he was trapped in the sect of the Soul Locking Sect, where could he escape even if he fled? He even felt the aura of a Yuan Infant Stage Great Cultivator nearby.

So Xiaolan simply pretended to be asleep and lay on her stomach without moving.

Wan Yaqing looked at the super cute Xiaolan who was sleeping on the ground, the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch the smooth and delicate skin on Xiaolan's body.

"Elder Xiang, how do you say that you can make this cute little beast die to be my demon pet?" Wan Yaqing suddenly asked Elder Xiang beside him.

Hearing this, Elder Xiang immediately said respectfully: "As far as my subordinates know, there are only a few ways to tame demon pets. The first is to take good care of it when it is still the egg of the demon beast, and take care of it for a period of time after it breaks out of the shell, and then you can get the effect of the demon beast. The second is to subdue the demon beast with strong force, and threaten its life to force it to hand over its soul blood and sign the master-servant contract, but this method is not suitable for some demon beasts with strong personalities, such as the red-winged crested horned dragon of our sect, which cannot be subdued. The last one is to let it swallow a large amount of taming pills, grind away its wildness, and finally sign a master-servant contract with a high success rate. However, while the excessive taming pill eliminates the wildness of the demon beast, it also wears out its personality, not only will its combat power be greatly reduced, but it will also become stupid. ”

Seeing Wan Yaqing's face furrowed, as if he was not satisfied with his answer, Elder Xiang immediately added, "Of course, the eldest lady can also try to influence this demon pet." As long as you can give it something better than its original owner, and I believe that you will soon win its trust, and in the end, this demon pet will definitely die for you. After saying that, he secretly observed Wan Yaqing's expression with his divine sense with some worry, and found that her expression gradually eased before his heart relaxed.

"Miss Qiyu, the young sect master of the Lieyang Sect came to propose marriage, and the sect master asked you to come over. A deacon hurriedly reported to Wan Yaqing outside.

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