Suddenly, there was a thumping sound of running from outside the hall, and this sound was extremely incongruous in the place where the grandmasters gathered.

Lin Tong, the lecturer of the Tianji Academy, who was sitting at the head of the Wuwei Sect, showed a displeased look, just because it was her personal student who ran in, the female disciple of the Nine Rank Sect Lancang Fantasy Realm who came to the Tianji Academy to practice, Wei Yulan.

Lin Tong stood up, jumped out, forced the woman forward, and pressed her shoulder, "What kind of body is Cheng, you know what kind of place this is." ”

Wei Yulan, as a disciple of Lan Cang Fantasy Realm, went to Tianji Academy to practice, according to the rules of the sect, there were also sect members present in the Lan Cang Illusion Realm, and it was difficult to say anything, so they could only watch Lin Tong teach this female disciple a lesson.

Wei Yulan's face was miserable, "Teacher, save people, Chen Zizhong entered the mountain, met the Sky Swallowing Sparrow, and under the serious injury, the person was nowhere to be found." ”

There was a sudden cold air immersion in the whole hall, the Qingyang Realm was only early autumn at most, and it was still quite hot, but it was like suddenly entering the extreme winter, and everyone looked at the center where the temperature dropped, which was where Chang Bing, the master of the Ice Pole Gate, was sitting, "Yes? Chang Bing's face was a little gloomy.

It's just that Chen Zizhong has broken through the transformation qi a few months ago, although his human level is not the highest, but he was born with a water spirit root saint level, and his future is unlimited, of course the master of a sect knows what the value of a disciple with a high talent is.

Immediately after that, a person rushed in from outside the door like a wind, but the top of his head was bald, and his long hair was flowing around his head, it was Ying Jiu.

Ren Changfeng, who was sitting on the high platform, coughed, "Ying Jiu, what's the matter? ”

Ying Jiu blew his beard and glared at him, "Ren Changfeng, don't be crooked in front of Lao Tzu, you old ghosts have a meeting here today, and let the cubs have a day off, of course the people of the Qingyang League know that it is powerful, but one-third of the goods that other sects practiced in the Tianji Academy stole up and left the mountain." ”

Although it is a lonely mountain, there are still hundreds of millions of miles high, the height of the mountain can be with the sky, the lonely mountain is lonely, it occupies a wide area, and it still extends to thousands of miles away.

Qin Feng and the three disciples raised their eyes and looked into the distance, above the mountainside, there was thick smoke everywhere, and in the mountainside, a rising flame rose, it must be the place where the stone fell last night.

A group of thousands of people, one after the other, was heading into the mountains.

The cultivation of the Tianji Academy cannot teach the disciples of the sect their own exercises, but the disciples of the main sect or the outer sect who enter the Tianji Academy can be greatly improved in terms of level and practice during this time, and the number of people in the Tianji Academy is slightly less than that of the other nine sects, and there are not afraid that there are seventy or eighty thousand.

The disciples of this sect account for half, and the remaining thirty or forty thousand are disciples of other sects, and the courage to enter the mountain for the meteorite is up to thirty percent, and there are at least more than 10,000 people.

The birds and beasts roared all over the mountain, the formation prohibition at the foot of the mountain kept shining golden light, and the blue wolf as high as a building swooped down in the air, but directly hit the forbidden spirit wall, the spirit wall shook endlessly, and let out bursts of roars, and naturally returned to a round shape after the roar.

Most of the people who can try to see if this prohibition is strong enough are the demon spirit beasts below the fourth level, and if they go up, the beasts with intelligence will not be stupid enough to come and bump into this thing.

The Great Array of Sealing Mountains and the Great Array of Guarding Mountains are both from the same origin, and they are the formations obtained by Qingyang Tunzhai from the hunting of the royal family, which is nothing more than imprisoning beasts, lest they go out of the mountains and harm living beings.

But it is already the method of the ancestor of Tunzhai, and even now, even if he has such an ability, there is no aura in this terrain that can lay out such a formation.

Facing an old man and a young man walking towards Qin Feng, it was Wu Sanbao and Wu Wuyang.

"Qin Feng, when you enter the mountain, don't approach the meteorite place. Wu Wuyang told him.

Qin Feng said: "I know, if there are really so many people robbing the treasure, it is estimated that it will not be my business." ”

Wu Wuyang said: "If there are disciples of foreign sects who are greedy and have their lives in danger, you can take action if you think about it, but you have to keep yourself safe first." ”

Qin Feng nodded, he wasn't so interested, but there was really a trivial matter in entering and leaving the mountain.

There is a white fox in the mountains, this beast is a fifth-level spirit animal, there is no cruel and murderous temperament in nature, this thing has an extremely fun hobby, like to collect a kind of spirit grass, this spirit grass is called Zhuyan grass, it must be leeward, the sunshine can not exceed two hours, and it must not be shorter than one and a half hours before it will grow, and the rain can invade, anyway, it is extremely weak.

This thing is not of great use to people in cultivation, but it is of great use to women, as long as there is such a grass plant at home, smell it every day, and ensure that women have a good complexion every day.

This kind of white fox collects spirit grass must wait for this grass to grow for fifteen years, and its medicinal effect is the strongest, and after transplanting, it is not necessary to choose the planting area.

However, within fifteen years, this spirit grass could only grow below the mountainside.

Meteorites fall from the sky, the grass is damaged, this extremely psychic, preference for the white fox to the extreme, will definitely go down the mountain, to see if its private collection is damaged, if you see the white fox, the grass will be seventy or eighty percent sure.

I was thinking about it in my heart, I had heard the fox chirping in my ears, and my ears were down, and I felt that the beast was only a thousand feet away from this direction at most, and the fifth-level spirit fox was even more intelligent than ordinary people, Qin Feng would not give it a frontal block, if it really blocked the way, then Zhuyan Cao didn't have to think about it.

He jumped up the tree, and an extremely strong aura rushed towards him in the distance, and in the reckless jungle, a white light swayed between the trees, and he was born to be stationed in the mountains and forests, and his grasp of the terrain was extremely accurate.

Every step did not waste a single movement, I saw that the white light was still five hundred zhang away, and it was in front of me in an instant, when Qin Feng turned around, he only saw the fox figure swaying slightly, and then it was divided into three, and the three phantoms were still moving forward in three directions.

The sound of a dog barking came, and the first thing that appeared was a tall and fierce dog, with red flashes all over his body, sharp ears, and armor on his head.

The Nine Spirit Mastiff is the spirit dog that is the best at hunting beasts in the cultivation, if this beast is against the cultivator, it really has no advantage, but it is born to be the nemesis of the spirit beast.

It is said that if there are nine of them, as long as they are demonic beasts walking on the ground, even if the level reaches level nine, they can only turn their heads and walk away when they see them.

Behind him were more than a dozen disciples of various colors, all of them were high-spirited and had smiles on their faces, and Qin Feng saw at a glance that one of the men with a sickly face was the Yang Lingtian who was going to fight with him before.

This man seems to be so virtuous, and at this time it seems that he is also dead.

"The white fox has been transformed, and the spirit mastiff can't tell which way it went?" Yang Lingtian was a little distracted.