Barr was mad, he didn't expect that the third brother he had worked so hard to resurrect was such an unsuccessful thing. Writing "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info so angry that he directly beat his third brother in public, and then ordered someone to lock him up and talk about it.

And Murong Feng, who returned with a full load, said goodbye with a smile, and patted his chest before leaving, saying that if the Lord of Destruction can find the soul of his eldest brother Diablo in the future, as long as she sends someone to pass on the word, she will definitely come again to help resurrect his eldest brother, and once she is born and twice cooked, she can be discounted......

I don't know if Baal vomited blood later, but when Murong Feng left, the Lord of Destruction's head was already glowing with lightning!

Naturally, Murong Feng will definitely not have the 'special car' pick-up treatment when he returns to the Golden City, so he can only squeeze together with Brother Tai and fly back slowly.

Murong Feng turned his head to look at Brother Tai, who was holding a boiled soft and crispy pig's head next to him, and asked, "Are you sure there is no artifact in the other party's treasure house?" ”

Brother Tai licked the corners of his mouth and snorted: "No, the doppelganger of this king followed the Void King into that treasure house and walked around, and there was nothing good in it except for the mountains of gold and gems." Originally, there were still some magic crystal coins, but they were all blackmailed by the two of us. ”

Murong Feng pursed his lips and said, "That Bar is also one of the best demon gods in the Purgatory Demon Realm, but he only has a family background?" It's not even as good as Mammon's, I guess the other party must have some other treasure trove! ”

Brother Tai blinked and said, "Why don't we sneak back again?" ”

Murong Feng thought about it, shook his head and said, "Forget it, as soon as we left, their treasure house was stolen, and it was difficult not to be suspected by the other party." ”

Brother Tai rolled his eyes and continued to nibble on the scented pig's head.

Murong Feng was quiet for a while, and suddenly asked, "Hey, since you can resurrect even gods, can you resurrect mortals?" ”

Brother Tai glanced at him and immediately asked seriously, "What do you want to do?" ”

"I'm just curious." Murong Feng turned his head weakly.

Brother Tai swallowed the whole pig's head with a bloody mouth, then licked the corners of his mouth and said, "If you want to resurrect your parents in your previous life, I advise you to dispel this idea." ”

Murong Feng smiled bitterly before sighing: "I understand, they may have been reincarnated into a good family in this life and have their own happiness. I shouldn't have bothered them. ”

The loss of his parents in his previous life has always been the biggest pain in his heart, and even after experiencing a lifetime of reincarnation, he can't easily forget it.

Brother Tai shook his head, conjured up another roast lamb and gnawed on it. It would definitely be difficult for this foodie to enlighten people, and Murong Feng didn't need it to enlighten him. There are some things that you want to open when you want to open them, and it is useless for others to say more.

Because he was not in a hurry to go back, Murong Feng flew slowly with Brother Tai and saw many exotic customs.

"Girl, do you have any plans next?" After eating and drinking, Brother Tai asked with his teeth picked.

Murong Feng replied casually: "This trip to Nazeres can be regarded as alleviating the financial problem, and I plan to discuss with my grandfather and them after I go back, whether to expand the size of the fleet, build a few more battleships, or directly embark on the aircraft carrier construction plan." ”

"What's so fun about those little toys that are old and made." Brother Tai said disdainfully: "Wouldn't it be better for me to say that it would be better to build a fairy palace and come out." ”

"Asgard?" Murong Feng was surprised: "That thing can be made?" ”

Tai Ge explained: "It's what you call an interstellar fortress, it's a miniature fairy palace. ”

Murong Feng narrowed his eyes and said: "The rice must be eaten one bite at a time, and the road must be taken step by step." Not to mention whether we can build an interstellar fortress, even if there is an existing interstellar fortress in front of us, we must be able to open it. Besides, playing games is about enjoying the process, so what's the point of always climbing to the sky in one step. ”

"I can't tell you about it." Brother Tai rolled on the somersault cloud.

Murong Feng shook his head speechlessly, took out the [Moon God's Star Gauze] and asked, "Great Sage, do you know how to make this artifact recognize its master?" ”

Brother Tai lay on his back, tilted his head and glanced at it, and grinned: "This is simple, you bite your finger and drop a drop of blood, if it absorbs it, it thinks you are the master, if not, it means that you are not recognized by it." ”

"It's really uncreative." Murong Feng muttered, bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the light gauze cloak, and then saw Yin Hong's blood droplets slide directly down the sarule......

"Haha, hahahaha." Brother Tai immediately rolled on the ground with laughter: "You believe everything else I say?" ”

Even if Murong Feng reacted slowly, he understood that he had been tricked by this foodie, so he couldn't help but be angry and angry from his heart, and grabbed it with one claw.

Brother Tai immediately rolled around as a lazy cat to avoid the grab, and then turned around and disappeared.

Murong Feng shook his head speechlessly, sitting cross-legged on the somersault cloud, while studying the method of recognizing the master of the artifact, he continued to fly back slowly.

After a while, Brother Tai suddenly jumped back again, jumped and jumped: "Girl, come with me, there's a good show down there." ”

"What's the show?" Murong Feng held the cloak of gauze clothes and rolled his eyes.

Brother Tai scurried around and said, "There is a group of monks fighting down there, as if they are fighting for a herb. ”

Murong Feng was stunned for a moment, feeling that his brain was a little messy, and said embarrassedly: "What are you talking about?" A group of monks fighting? Still for a herb? Are you foodies trying to trick me again? ”

"Oops, this time it's absolutely true, I'm a puppy to lie to you. Are you coming? If you go late, you might miss the show. Brother Tai urged.

Murong Feng thought for a moment and felt that those monks might be the group that robbed the magic crystal of her sub-base. He immediately got up and rolled down the somersault cloud, and followed Brother Tai to a mountain stream.

***

"Xing Yunfei, don't go too far! This Soul Rejuvenation Grass was obviously discovered by our Daoyang Sect's disciples first. As a fellow senior, you not only ignore your identity to bully the small, but also want to kill people! It's true that our Daoyang Sect is afraid that your Xuantian Sword Sect will not succeed! ”

Before Murong Feng could get closer, he heard an angry shout, and hurriedly hid behind a boulder with Brother Tai to peek over.

I saw that the person shouting was an old Taoist priest wearing a Xuanyi Taoist robe, followed by a group of five small Taoist priests. Two of them appeared to be wounded, with resentful expressions on their faces.

There were seven people in the group who were questioned, and they were all in their early thirties, but cultivators have never been able to judge their age by their appearance. So look at the monk named Xing Yunfei who is standing there, he should be the leader of this group of Xuantian Sword Sect monks.

Murong Feng saw that everyone in the Xuantian Sword Sect was stepping on a flying sword, and on the other hand, what Daoyang Sect was all kinds of flying magic weapons, so he asked Brother Tai curiously: "Then what kind of Xuantian Sword Sect people are all sword cultivators?" ”

Brother Tai said disdainfully: "The fart sword cultivators are just a group of monks who can only use the fur sword technique. A true sword cultivator never stepped on a flying sword, because sword cultivation would not sacrifice other magic weapons, only a natal flying sword, and sword cultivation did not need other magic weapons. ”

Murong Feng touched the faint sword mark on his forehead, and sighed: "I don't know how long it will take to practice this natal flying sword of mine before I can take it out and see people." ”

Brother Tai squinted and said, "You've only been practicing for a few days before you want to cut people with the sword?" ”

"I didn't say it casually." Murong Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you say they would fight?" ”

Brother Tai stroked his beard, shook his head and said disdainfully: "I think it's hanging, these two groups of monks are about the same strength, and they shouldn't be able to fight each other." At most, a few sprays will each other and they will each recede. ”

Murong Feng glanced at the Soul Rejuvenation Grass with black stems and white flowers, and said curiously: "This treasure is current, these two groups are willing to give up?" ”

Brother Tai cut and said disdainfully: "It's just a weed......"

In the future, Xing Yunfei of the Xuantian Sword Sect directly sacrificed a flying sword and slashed towards the old Taoist priest of the Daoyang Sect, but was blocked by a blue light that bounced on the old Taoist priest's body.

The old Taoist priest immediately roared angrily, sacrificed a brick magic weapon and slapped it back, and looked at the familiar shooting technique is definitely battle-hardened!

For a while, the two sides fought together, and magic weapons and flying swords flew all over the sky.

Murong Feng squinted at Brother Tai, who was speechless, and pouted: "In your eyes, it is a weed, but in the eyes of others, it is definitely a treasure." ”

Brother Tai was speechless, snorted twice, jumped on the stone to conjure a roast leg of lamb and gnawed it again.

Murong Feng shook his head speechlessly, turned over the stone, and took out a bag of beef jerky from his bag while chewing it while watching the play.

Not to mention, it's much more exciting than watching a movie. At the very least, these monks are desperate, and the momentum of putting people to death is not something that actors can play. It's like no matter how wonderful the master fights in martial arts movies, they are definitely not as real as street gangsters.

"Can the girl see if that side is going to win?" Brother Tai asked casually with a leg of mutton.

"Exam me?" Murong Feng guessed seriously: "I guess the Xuantian Sword Sect will win because there are so many of them. ”

Brother Tai said disdainfully: "It's not enough to have more monks than people. You look carefully, that old way is the middle stage of Jindan, that Xing Yunfei is only in the early stage of Jindan, and everyone else is only in the foundation building period. So the outcome of this scuffle depends only on the two of them. ”

Murong Feng shook his head and disagreed: "The realm gap will certainly affect the victory or defeat, but haven't you noticed that those Xuantian Sword Sect cultivators cooperate with each other very tacitly?" I guess they must have formed some kind of sword formation, and on the other hand, although the old Dao momentum is very strong, but after fighting for a long time, it has always been firmly suppressed by the other party, and it is only a matter of time before they are defeated. Great Sage, your eyesight is not good! ”

Brother Tai said stiffly: "This king has always slapped your claws and annihilated your gods, Buddhas and Buddhas, so I care about these twists and turns." ”

"Yes, yes, who made you the Great Sage of Heaven Swallowing." Murong Feng shook his head speechlessly.

As he spoke, the fighting methods of the two sides suddenly changed. It turned out that a small Taoist priest was killed by mistake, which aroused the anger of the old Taoist priest, and then regardless of the loss, the urging brick magic weapon smashed towards Xing Yunfei.

Xing Yunfei couldn't bear such a crazy attack, and was smashed and retreated, which immediately made the sword formation reveal flaws.

The battle-hardened old Taoist priest was so shrewd that he immediately seized the opportunity to break through the sword formation, and a brick cracked Xing Yunfei's brain.

The other Xuantian Sword Sect cultivators were all shocked when they saw this scene, and they scattered and fled one after another. The old Taoist priest wanted to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but his face changed for a while, and he vomited a mouthful of blood, and suddenly withered.

Brother Tai laughed loudly, and jumped up and down in front of Murong Feng excitedly, with a smug expression that I guessed correctly.

"Don't make a fuss, why are you so loud that you beware of being discovered." Murong Feng got up and patted his pants. Although it is separated by a mountain, the other party is also a group of cultivators anyway, and it will be difficult to explain it if it is discovered by others.

"Let's go grab a live bite and ask who touched my magic crystal." Murong Feng flew up and chased in the direction of a Xuantian Sword Sect disciple who had fled into the wilderness. Brother Tai followed behind with a leg of mutton in his mouth, and said angrily: "What do you want me to say about Fei Na?" Wouldn't it be okay to lead the army directly to kill it? ”

Murong Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Fengqilou is busy expanding its territory now, how can it have the strength to start a war with any cultivation realm." ”

"It's boring." Brother Tai snorted: "The people I met before are much more domineering than you, and he will kill whoever is unhappy, and he doesn't want to reason with people at all." ”

Murong Feng rolled his eyes and said, "So all of them were annoyed by the karma of the thunderstorm, right?" ”

Brother Tai turned his head and stopped answering, obviously guessed correctly by Murong Feng.

As he spoke, Murong Feng had already caught up with a disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect who had escaped. The other party was running for his life while pinching the trick and reciting a mantra, and his hands were busy using the Dao charm to fold a paper crane.

Murong Feng saw the novelty, so he didn't show his figure, and saw what he wanted to do after he conjured this paper crane.

I saw that the Xuantian Sword Sect disciple muttered quickly to the paper crane for a while and then threw it out casually, while he himself quickly fled in the other direction.

Murong Feng thought about it for a while, and found a bee-type scout to hang behind the man and chase after him, while she herself flew around in a circle after the paper crane.

Soon the paper crane took Murong Feng to a small forest, and there were two or three people sitting in the forest, all of whom were disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect.

After the paper crane flew in, it fell into the hands of a person, who immediately changed his face after reading the message, and hurriedly beckoned his fellow disciples to fly out of the woods in a hurry.

"This is the rhythm of recruiting people to fight in groups!" Murong Feng rubbed his chin, turned around and suddenly found that Brother Tai was gone......

"This foodie!" Murong Feng was speechless, but he wasn't worried that the foodie would get lost, but he was worried that these cultivators would not meet the foodie.

At this time, the bee-type scout that was tracking the Xuantian Sword Sect disciple suddenly heard a ticking alarm, and Murong Feng raised his hand to see that the signal had been lost.

"Discovered? Well, it seems that the younger ones were bullied and the old ones were provoked. Murong Feng thought about it, clicked on the personal terminal to retrieve the video of the original robbery base, and then noted down the appearance and clothing style of the female monk in it, and then changed into this female monk directly, and then showed her body and swaggered towards the direction where the disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect gathered. (To be continued.) )