In the dungeon of the ruined temple, four girls sat together in a huddle.

The girls with pure yin bodies are extremely beautiful, like a pool of blue pools, which makes people yearn for it.

"What the hell do they want to do, they just grabbed us and threw us here." A girl with a big wave said with a dissatisfied face.

"That is, I heard that it is of great use to keep us, so why don't you let us save the world?" Another short-haired girl joked.

When these girls were first arrested, most of them were terrified, but after half a year, no one treated them well, and after a long time, they got used to it.

"I don't know if anyone will come to save us." Da Lang sighed, and after speaking, she looked at Han Xiaomeng and said with a smile: "Xiaomeng, I heard that you used to be a teacher, do you have that kind of handsome and rich student in your school?" ”

Han Xiaomeng was a little speechless, she patted the girl and said with a smile: "Xiaoqin, you are really a nymphomaniac, what if you have it?" You'd better think about how to get out. ”

"I'm sure there's going to be a Prince Charming to save me!" The girl, known as Xiaoqin, said with a yearning on her face.

Han Xiaomeng sighed, and the figure of a teenager couldn't help but appear in her mind.

.....

At the end of the ruined temple, a domino hanging on the wall suddenly snapped open.

The ancestor's face changed, and he frowned, "Yongjia is dead? ”

Na Yongjia Ke is a master of the fairyland, he has been immersed in faith all these years, and his strength has reached the level of the peak of the fairyland, but now he is dead like this?

"Who the hell broke into my Dragon Tiger Mountain?" This ancestor has an ugly face, he has not been born for thirty years, where has he provoked any masters?

"Could it be that Mr. Shen is here?" While this ancestor was thinking about it, the entire stone hall rumbled, and countless broken stones fell.

Then I saw a young man walking from outside, he was not sad or happy, his face was calm, like an ordinary person.

The ancestor took a deep breath, folded his hands, and slowly spoke: "Amitabha, I don't know what happened to the donor, breaking into my Dragon and Tiger Mountain?" ”

Qin Fei glanced at him lightly, shook his head and said, "Don't pretend, you are not a Buddhist person at all, you just got the secret method of Buddhism, reversed and cultivated." ”

The ancestor's face changed, he couldn't help but be surprised, and said lightly: "I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

Qin Fei said with a smile: "If you have to talk about it, you are at most a demon Buddha, and compared to Mahayana Buddhism, it is not worth mentioning." ”

The Ancestor took a deep breath, and his face gradually turned cold.

He looked at Qin Fei coldly and said, "Why did you break into my Dragon Tiger Mountain, it hurt me!" ”

Qin Fei glanced at him and said, "I came to find a person named Han Xiaomeng, who should have been caught here by you from Jingjiang half a year ago. ”

This ancestor almost spurted blood after hearing this, he stared at Qin Fei and said, "You are doing something bad for me for a pure yin body?" Do you know how much loneliness and loneliness I have endured in the past thirty years, and now I am ruined because of you! ”

"What do you have to do with me?" Qin Fei smiled faintly.

In Qin Fei's eyes, let alone thirty years of cultivation, even this entire Dragon and Tiger Mountain could not compare to a single hair of Han Xiaomeng.

The ancestor gritted his teeth, and bursts of golden color rose up and down his body.

He was dressed in a robe, and at a glance, he looked like a real Buddha in the world.

"If you don't give me an explanation, I won't let you get out of this Dragon and Tiger Mountain today!" The ancestor gritted his teeth and drank coldly.

The disciples around him stood up from the ground one by one.

They surrounded Qin Qingxuan and the others in the center, and they could make a move at any time.

"Give you an explanation?" Qin Fei glanced at him, "Even with you, dare to explain to me?" ”

This ancestor took a deep breath and said coldly: "What a big breath, it seems that I, Feng Shami, have not been born for thirty years, and some people have forgotten my horror." “

"Feng Shami? Fifty years ago, you were known as the true Buddha of the world? At this time, Leng Xuefeng frowned and looked at the withered old man.

Feng Shami looked at the cold snow wind, a ray of light burst out, and then smiled lightly: "It turns out that you are from the Southwest Witchcraft Sect, tsk, the art of the inferior sect, you dare to ride on my head." ”

Qin Fei smiled lightly: "In my eyes, you are not a subordinate technique. ”

That Feng Shami was furious, and the terrifying coercion of the Immortal God Realm spread in an instant, and the terrifying power was like a roaring wave, about to swallow Qin Fei.

Bursts of golden light flashed on his back, illuminating the entire Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Leng Xuefeng and the others couldn't bear this coercion, and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

Only Qin Qingxuan's face was indifferent, unaffected in the slightest.

The strength of this Feng Shami is a few points stronger than the original Grim Reaper in the Arctic Ice Field, if he is not mistaken, he may have entered the middle stage of the God Realm.

Qin Fei was silent, his palm spread out, and a golden dagger appeared on his palm.

Although the dagger was small, the light was great, and the gold was even purer, and the light behind Feng Shami dimmed in an instant.

"It's .... Ritual weapons? Feng Shami's face changed drastically, "Such a familiar feeling... Could it be the cranial artifact from a hundred years ago? ”

"Oh? Do you recognize it? Qin Fei was slightly surprised.

That skull weapon was indeed passed down from Buddhism, and was later forcibly refined by Qin Qingxuan, using the innate spiritual root as the main material, and cast the golden dagger in his hand now.

That Feng Shami's brows furrowed, and he said slowly, "Could it be that you... The apprentice on the Tibetan Mountains? ”

"I am me, I am Qin Qingxuan." Qin Fei said lightly, as soon as his words fell, his almost monstrous power spread directly, and the peak power of the Imperial Immortal God Realm, as well as the magic weapon in his hand, instantly shocked Feng Shami.

Feng Shami's eyes rolled, and countless thoughts flashed through his heart.

"Could it be that he really inherited the one on the Tibetan Mountains?" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.

So, he immediately got up and arched his hand and said: "Senior, I am willing to admit defeat and bow down!" ”

The golden dagger that flew into the air came to an abrupt halt, and Qin Fei looked at him with a slight surprise, a hint of incomprehension flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that there are indeed many methods on the earth." Qin Fei thought to himself.

Although his strength is strong, it is far from allowing an Immortal God Realm to surrender without a fight.

The reason why this Feng Shami is like this is probably because of the cranial artifact and what he said in his mouth, "the one on the Tibetan green mountain".

"That's fine." Qin Fei put away the magic weapon, since this Feng Shami is a veteran of the Imperial Immortal God Realm, he naturally understands the martial arts of Huaxia thoroughly, so he kept him, just to answer his questions.

"What about Han Xiaomeng?" Qin Fei looked at this Feng Shami and asked.

Feng Shami hurriedly said, "I'll take you there." ”

After speaking, Feng Shami took the lead in walking forward, leading Qin Fei and the others towards the direction of the dungeon.

In the dungeon, Han Xiaomeng and the other four girls were looking sad.

"Hey, staying in this dungeon every day is worse than death." The little piano sighed.

"If someone comes to save me now, I will repay him with a promise!" Xiaoqin said excitedly.

Han Xiaomeng joked on the side: "What if an old man comes?" ”

Xiaoqin was stunned for a moment, she gritted her teeth, and said, "I admit that it's an old man!" As long as he can take me out! ”

As soon as they finished speaking, the dungeon suddenly opened, and a thin old man with a wrinkled face appeared in front of them.

"Come out." The old man was none other than Feng Shami, who stood in front of him and said with his hands behind his back.

Xiaoqin's face changed, and the corners of her mouth smiled bitterly: "No, there is really an old man?" That's a bit too old....."

"Let's go." Han Xiaomeng glanced at her, took her arm, and walked out with the other four girls.

As soon as he walked out of the dungeon, he saw Qin Qingxuan not far away.

"This senior has come to save you." Feng Shami swept over the four of them, and an imperceptible hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

When the four girls heard this, they immediately looked at Qin Qingxuan, who was standing not far away.

"I knew God wouldn't do this to me!" Xiaoqin saw Qin Fei, who was slightly handsome, and her eyes suddenly became peach-shaped.