Feng Qianguang pouted, "Then do you have time to teach him?"

Jinghong smiled slyly, "I don't have it, but you do." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Feng Qianguang suddenly stood up like a cat with its tail stepped on, "What does it matter to me that you accept an apprentice? Why should I teach him for you?"

Jing Hong looked at him for a long time, "Just because you can't help when you're fighting, you panic every day, can't you?"

Feng Qianguang suddenly lost his temper.

Yu Ling glanced at him sympathetically.

This poor kid, not being able to help is enough to make him depressed, but Jinghong also deliberately took out this matter and said, isn't this pouring salt on other people's wounds?

However, Jinghong obviously didn't realize that Feng Qianguang had actually received 10,000 critical hits.

She took a sip of Qin Dongkui's tea, and then pointed at Feng Qianguang and instructed Qin Dongkui to continue the tea, "Xiaofeng is also Lei Linggen, and from today onwards he will be your acting master." ”

Yu Ling took a cup of tea and handed it to Qin Dongkui at the signal of Jing Hong.

Qin Dongkui secretly looked at Feng Qianguang.

Feng Qianguang stinked with a handsome face that seduced his soul, and a pair of watery eyes stared at Qin Dongkui for a moment.

Qin Dongkui thought about it, respectfully held the tea in front of Feng Qianguang, and looked at him with a pair of wet eyes like a puppy.

After a moment, Feng Qianguang moved uncomfortably, and then looked away with a dry cough.

Qin Dongkui's eyes lit up, "Acting master, please drink tea." ”

Feng Qianguang raised his eyebrows and was about to refuse, but Su Fengbai couldn't stand it.

He reached out and tugged at the sleeve of Feng Qianguang's coat, and his eyes were as clear as water full of pleading.

Feng Qianguang has always been indebted to him, and he can't help but soften a little by his attitude of looking at him.

"I'll teach! Can't I teach?" he snatched the tea cup from Qin Dongkui's hand, and drank the spiritual tea in the cup cleanly.

Jing Hong covered his lips and snickered, but Qin Dongkui had already bowed smartly, "Thank you, acting master!"

Feng Qianguang glared at Jing Hong, and then said to Qin Dongkui angrily: "What acting master, it's hard to hear! Call me Uncle Feng in the future!"

Qin Dongkui frowned and smiled, "Yes, Uncle Feng." ”

Feng Qianguang consciously pulled back a city, and immediately glanced at Jinghong as if demonstrating.

Jinghong shrugged his shoulders absently, and after telling Qin Dongkui a few words, he took Wan Huang outside.

After the two traveled day and night for six or seven days, Jinghong changed and returned to his original appearance.

Now that they had arrived in the territory of Pingzhou Mansion under the rule of Ming Xitang, Jing Hong felt that it was necessary to give the monks who coveted Tianze Bell another clue to follow.

She went to Wanhui City in Pingzhou to make a lot of purchases, and then went out of the city with a few tails in secret.

Walking to no one's place, Wanhuang changed back to his original form, and flew straight to Lianfengling in Dingzhou with Jinghong.

Except for a few who were sent back to report the news, the other monks either sacrificed flying magic weapons or changed back to the original form of demon birds, and chased in the direction where Jinghong and Wanhuang left.

As their chasing target, Jing Hong did not panic at all, while fiddling with the spirit runes, spirit pills and magic circles she had just started, she did not forget to tell Wan Huang to fly slower, so that the tails behind her would not be lost.

In this way, after two days of chasing after me, the pursuers behind Jinghong have gradually increased to more than 2,000 people, and Jinghong is only less than 200 miles away from his destination.

"Alright, let's go faster. She stretched forward her left hand slightly and patted Wan Huang's back, while her right hand threw out a dozen spirit runes backwards.

Wan Huang let out a long and high-pitched birdsong in response, and then took advantage of the fact that the pursuers behind him were busy defending, and flapped his wings and rushed into Lianfeng Ridge.

"Sister!" Yu Ling, Wan Entropy and Tao Zhang, who had come here one step earlier to make arrangements, greeted them together.

"Thank you for your hard work. The corners of Jinghong's lips smiled, and his toes fell back to the ground from Wan Huang's back, "Without further ado, let's start now!"

Yu Ling took out two array plates, and then handed one of them to Jing Hong, and the two of them stretched out their hands and injected their respective spiritual power into the two array disks.

In the next moment, all kinds of lights lit up on Lianfeng Mountain, and two large magic circles were successfully activated.

The group of cultivators and demon cultivators who had already caught up with the front slowed down.

After a commotion, the monks of each team who had studied the circle came to the front of their respective teams.

The first to see the clue was an old man in black whose hair and beard were half white, and he only glanced at them to determine what kind of magic circle they were using.

"One is the Seven Evil Sword Formation, and the other is the Dou Zhuan Star Shifting Array. ”

As soon as the old man said this, several people immediately nodded in agreement.

One of them even pretended to praise them, "The combination of the killing array and the phantom array is so perfect, it seems that the other party is very good at using the array." ”

The old man in black glanced at the man with disdain, and then led the team he belonged to into the circle without looking back.

The man's face was blue and white, and he had a heart attack, but the old man ran so fast that before he could open his mouth, the man had already disappeared without a trace.

The other teams were not far behind, and as soon as the team of the old man in black entered, the others immediately called for friends and squeezed in.

The man had no choice but to swallow this resentment and follow the swarming group of monks into Lianfengling.

In Lianfengling, Yu Ling had already taken out her Duyouqin.

At the moment when the first group of people stepped into Lianfengling, her piano sound also sounded closely.

Of course, this time she played the piano not to exorcise evil spirits, but to perform her sound control and sound illusion skills.

Yu Ling's familiarity with music and rhythm is far from being comparable to the half-bucket of water in Jinghong, and after some teaching by Yu Xi, her mastery of sound killing, sound control, and sound illusion has reached the peak.

With her current cultivation, as long as the opportunity is right, she can completely deal with thousands of troops on her own.

So in this battle of Lianfengling, Jinghong's battle plan was completely formulated around her ability.

The old man in black and the others, who were riveting their strength to break the formation, never dreamed that the killing array and phantom array spread on Lianfengling were just the appetizers of this vicious battle, and their real killing moves were still to come.

And all the monks on this continent who had the idea of taking Tianze Zhong as their own also did not expect that Jinghong, who was originally their prey, was no longer ready to continue to hide in Tibet.

She had quietly prepared the butcher's knife, and had already made up her mind to set off a bloody storm on this Lianfeng Ridge.