Chapter 130: Hunting for the Dead
Ma Qingfeng said again: "Okay, I'll spare your life." ”
Zhuan Bufan immediately opened his eyes, with a smile on his face: "Thank you Brother Ma for understanding the righteousness, and the Central Continent will definitely come to Zhuan's house to find me in the future." I'm going to make you a friend. My training is almost due, and I'm about to leave the Eastern Continent. "This is extraordinary, seeing that Ma Qingfeng actually knows how to resist swordsmanship, it will definitely be extraordinary in the future, and he suddenly has the heart to make friends, and in the future, when he and his three brothers compete for the head of the family, there will be one more master.
Ma Qingfeng's heart moved, and he asked again: "Since Brother Zhuan is from the Central Continent, have you heard of a Dugu family?" ”
Zhen Bufan's body shook, and he turned to look around, as if he was afraid that someone was eavesdropping. "Brother Ma asked what this is for, have you offended the Dugu family on the Central Continent?"
"No, I've just heard people mention it, just ask. ”
"Oh, that's good, the Dugu family is a big family, and my family doesn't deserve to lift shoes for others!" Dugu smiled wryly.
After talking with Zhuan Bufan for a long time, he had an understanding of the forces and customs of the Central Continent, and then Ma Qingfeng said goodbye to Zhuan Bufan and rushed to Yuquan Nunnery.
It turned out that Dugu Ying's family really had a background, and it was actually a first-class family on the Central Continent, no wonder the old woman warned herself when she was leaving, she must break through to the heaven-level martial arts and then look for Xiaoying. A ground-level martial artist is a fart in the eyes of others!
On this trip to revenge, Ma Qingfeng learned about the conspiracy and strength of the Demon Sect in the Western Continent, and he couldn't help but be secretly worried. Knowing the situation in the Central Continent, Ma Qingfeng deeply felt that his strength was low and his power was weak. It was decided to quickly increase its strength and build a strong force to deal with invasions from outside the realm in the future. In addition, when you go to the Central Continent again, your own power will also make some people think twice before doing things.
Ma Qingfeng spread out his body and flew along the road, and only when he saw pedestrians did he retract his strength and hurried unhurriedly.
A grove of trees appeared on the side of the road ahead.
Ma Qingfeng walked to the edge of the forest, found a shaded place, and sat down to rest. Now that the matter is done, there is no hurry. Suddenly, I heard the voice of someone talking in the woods.
"Senior sister, yours is a lot bigger there!"
"Giggles, it's not all your fault, people didn't have that big before, and the ones who were rubbed around by you got bigger. A very dissolute voice said.
Could it be that there is a pair of wild mandarin ducks running errands in the forest? Ma Qingfeng stood up and was about to leave, and a person with a little morality would not disturb other people's plans to create people.
"Alright, senior brother, it's time to go. It's too late, the master should be unhappy, this time we accompanied the master out to find Ma Qingfeng of the Sword Sect to ask for the treasure gourd, don't delay!" the woman's voice came.
Ma Qingfeng's footsteps retracted, and he jumped up on the tree and hid in the dense branches and leaves.
A young man and woman dressed in black came out of the woods.
The man is more burly and majestic, but now he does have a lewd face, hugging the woman in black tightly, and kissing the woman's face from time to time.
The woman is petite and exquisite, exuding a charming charm on her body, convex and backward, and her face is flushed.
After coming out of the woods, the man let go of the woman, the woman straightened her clothes, and the two of them spread out and flew away in the other direction.
Ma Qingfeng thought for a while, gave up the idea of returning to Yuquan Nunnery, and quietly followed behind.
Ma Qingfeng concluded that the pair of cheating wild mandarin ducks must be disciples of the Valley of the Dead Soul. Through the events of the Immortal Mountain Villa, Ma Qingfeng has already listed the Valley of the Dead as a must-kill list.
The people of the Valley of the Dead did not hesitate to kill innocent people and absorb their souls in order to practice evil skills, which has already violated the taboo of the rivers and lakes.
The man and woman in front didn't know that Ma Qingfeng was following behind, and they returned directly to a small valley.
Ma Qingfeng lifted his breath and indulged, bypassed the valley mouth, and approached the valley from the halfway up the mountain.
There are dozens of tents in the valley, and there are about 500 people in black moving around the valley. The man and woman walked straight into one of the largest tents in the center.
"Disciple Wu Fa (Jasmine) to meet the master!" The two of them immediately knelt down and kowtowed after entering the big tent.
There were seven people in the tent discussing things.
In the center, an old man in his sixties waved his hand, "Get up, how are things going?"
After the two got up, they stood aside respectfully.
Wu Fa stepped forward and replied: "Master Qiyu, the disciple and junior sister have already inquired and understood, that Ma Qingfeng is participating in the five-year conference, and the Spirit Sucking Hu and the Powerful Ghost Hu are not here, I think they should be in the Sword Sect." ”
"Well, it doesn't matter, as long as you take Ma Qingfeng, you can exchange it with the Sword Sect for the treasure gourd. If you take it back, you can set up an eighteen powerful ghost formation, and only then can you cooperate with the family to attack the Eastern Continent in the future. The old man said lightly.
Ma Qingfeng, who was amplifying his perception and eavesdropping on the uphill slope, was startled, this Valley of the Dead Soul was actually a spy planted in the Eastern Continent by a certain family outside the realm. It seems that there should be forces similar to the Valley of the Dead Souls on the Eastern Continent, specifically to find out the news of the attack on the East Road outside the boundary.
You should find an opportunity to eradicate the Valley of the Dead as soon as possible, and then check other sectarian forces, and if there are any spies outside the realm, they should be eradicated together. lest it cause heavy losses to the Eastern Continent in the event of a war in the future.
The other six people in the big tent nodded together, "Elder Yan is right. ”
Elder Yan said again, "How did you find out about Ma Qingfeng's strength?"
This time, the petite junior sister Jasmine replied: "Master Qiyu, Ma Qingfeng's strength is quite high. On the surface, it seems that he only has the cultivation of the third rank of the earth-level, but in essence, he can compete with the master of the eight-rank of the ground-level, and he also has a mastery of heaven-level martial arts. Suddenly, the master of the eighth grade of the prefecture level will also be injured and defeated. ”
Elder Yan's eyes lit up, "It seems that the rumors in the rivers and lakes are true, and our preparation this time is really right, otherwise, if we come rashly, I am afraid that we will not be able to please Ma Qingfeng." ”
"It's still Elder Yan's foresight, not only do we have seven ground-level masters, Elder Yan is also a master of the peak of the seven-grade prefecture-level level, and Elder Yan also borrowed a powerful ghost king from the sect master. The ghost king here has a strength comparable to that of a ground-level nine-rank martial artist. A prefecture-level master said flatteringly.
Another said: "Yes, with such strength, even if the Sword Sect is tossed up, it is enough, not to mention a small Ma Qingfeng." ”
Everyone was saying flattering words, this Elder Yan's status in the Valley of the Dead Soul was not low!
Ma Qingfeng saw that there was no confidential news. He secretly left the valley.
On the other side of the mountain, Ma Qingfeng jumped on a big tree and began to think about it.
These people in the Valley of the Dead wanted to plot against themselves and seize themselves to go to the Sword Sect to exchange for their treasure gourd. The Spirit Sucking Gourd and the Powerful Ghost Gourd must not let the Valley of the Dead Soul get their hands on it, and it will be troublesome for them to form that eighteen powerful ghost array.
But how do you kill so many people?
In addition to the seven ground-level masters in the tent, the cultivation of the five hundred disciples of the Valley of the Dead Soul is not weak, and some of the disciples have a gourd hanging from their waists, which should also contain things like powerful ghosts.
I'm afraid that after the reinforcements arrive, these people in the Valley of the Dead don't know where they will go.
If you don't kill them all, you'll always be stuck in your throat, and when you do anything, you'll be afraid that the people of the Valley of the Dead will stab you in the back.
After thinking about it for a while, Ma Qingfeng decided to go to assassinate him at night.
After all, it is more convenient at night than during the day, and it is convenient for me to come and go by myself, although the people of the Valley of the Dead are profound, they are not easy to detect.
Ma Qingfeng went around the mountain, hunted a hare, and roasted the hare with the flames that came out of his hand, and ate it beautifully.
After eating, he jumped on the big number, clasped his hands on his chest, leaned against the trunk of the tree and closed his eyes, waiting for the night to come.