Sect Master Mu Feng's series of actions made Biyun boil up and down.

A famous martial artist, with enough strength, began to cultivate frantically, there is no doubt that this series of measures by Mu Feng, after a few years, the strength of the entire Biyun Sword Sect will inevitably leap again!

"But, Feng'er, I'm afraid Biyun can't provide so many resources now. ”

Nowhere was around, the Great Elder of Sword Dust was now in charge of Biyun's overall internal affairs, and a look of worry crossed his face.

The ideal is very good, but the reality is very skinny!

"Hehe, Master, don't be anxious, Great Elder, please look. ”

In the Treasure Pavilion of the Biyun Sword Sect, I saw Mu Feng's palm wave, and colorful substances like an ocean rushed out.

Boom~

"This is a high-grade spirit stone. ”

"Xuan-rank high-grade martial arts - Wind Martial Arts Breaking Demons!"

"Lower grade of the ground - sword slashes the nine skies!"

"Superior Spirit Soldier!"

"Sword Warrior!"

"Three products, four products elixir~~"

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Looking at the endless colorful waves from the palm of Mu Feng's hand, even Qiu Wanjian and Jian Chen were shocked again and again.

From time to time, he looked at Mu Feng with shocked and different eyes, have you robbed the treasure house of the third-level sect?!

It's terrifying!

The Treasure Pavilion of the Sect that was rebuilt a few years ago was once again occupied by this mountain-like variety of cultivation resources.

The corners of Mu Feng's mouth curled slightly, these things were captured by killing several opponents along the way.

Among them, there are several martial king-level powerhouses, so all kinds of treasures, resources, weapons, and pills can be described as vast and dazzling.

Even the Great Elder of Sword Dust's brain was a little insufficient.

There are countless spirit stones, and, among them, the middle-grade spirit stones and the high-grade spirit stones account for the majority, and if you don't say anything, they are converted into high-grade spirit stones, and there are tens of millions!

These spirit stones, for the Biyun Sword Sect, are definitely an amazing fortune.

There are thousands of exercises and martial arts of various levels, and there are no below the Xuan Rank, and the highest one has even reached the upper grade of the Ground Rank.

There is no doubt that even some third-level sects are definitely not as rich as them.

There are countless pills and divine soldiers.

"Feng'er, you're here"

Qiu Wanjian was shocked, and in the end, he was directly numb, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Oh, it's just the harvest of killing a few martial kings along the way. ”

Mu Feng smiled lightly.

Ga!

Hearing this, Great Elder Jian Chen and Qiu Wanjian almost choked to death.

Kill a few 'Martial Kings'?!

Still 'that's it'?!

You kid didn't want to scare us to death!

Looking at the various treasures that were piled up like garbage at random, and there was no intention of classifying them, Qiu Wanjian and the others were very tired.

They never dreamed that one day, they would be so 'inhumane'!

"Haha"

However, soon the two looked at each other and laughed happily.

Because, Mu Feng, the sect master, is really too good, and following him, the entire Biyun Sword Sect will definitely be able to reach a point of unprecedented prosperity.

"Also, one day, I hope that my Biyun Sword Sect will be able to establish a mountain in the very center of this Dragon Netherworld Continent. ”

Mu Feng's eyes flashed.

Yesterday, above the main hall, the young man did not say anything casually about what Roy said.

"Okay, you let it go, we believe in you. ”

Qiu Wanjian's hearts are surging, although their homeland is difficult to move, but as martial artists, they have a heart that yearns to become stronger.

"Is it the most central part of the continent?!"

The two muttered, they couldn't even think of it before!

On this day, the entire Biyun Sword Sect roared endlessly, accompanied by the glow of the Ten Thousand Paths, and soared straight into the sky!

Moreover, the loud sound of the dragon's roar resounded between heaven and earth, even within a radius of hundreds of miles, it could be heard clearly.

In the surrounding cities, a famous martial artist felt the growing momentum of the Biyun Sword Sect and was dumbfounded.

Some well-informed people knew that the youngest sect master in the history of the Biyun Sword Sect, Mu Feng, had returned!

And yes, the king is back!

For a while, some of the sects adjacent to the Biyun Sword Sect were panicked.

After all, there is a tiger on the side that is gradually waking up!

"This guy won't still be a spirit rune master, and moreover, at least to the level of a fifth- or sixth-order spirit rune master!"

In a small courtyard, an old woman's slightly cloudy eyes looked at the young man in mid-air who was holding a golden spirit pattern pen and waving a freehand pen, and her face was shocked!

Nineteen years old, the realm of the Martial King Quadruple, a fifth-grade alchemist, and a high-level spirit rune master

All this made her jaw-dropping, even if she was from an ancient family.

The younger generation in Luonei, who are higher in cultivation than Mu Feng, is not nothing.

However, there is no person like Mu Feng, who has several skills, and is so strong.

On the side, the unruly young man whose face had not yet been swollen looked at Mu Feng with a depressed face.

You're so good, I'm afraid I'm not even trash.

"Aang!"

At this moment, a clear and loud dragon roar resounded in the sky.

Previously, the Great Array of Protectors arranged by Mu Feng that was enough to resist the strong men of the Wuhou level was once again transformed by the youth.

"Ice and Fire Double Dragon Formation!"

Mu Feng was very satisfied, now, this was the strongest formation he could arrange within his ability.

If such a formation had been arranged before, I am afraid that the Golden Flower Elder would not even be able to enter the interior of the Biyun Sword Sect.

It was also true that the Golden Flower Elder below felt the terrifying aura of that formation, his face changed slightly, and his scalp was numb.

"This little monster. ”

With a scolding scolding, Elder Jinhua directly dragged the pig-headed grandson into the house, don't look at it, it's too shocking!

Moreover, when she saw her grandson with a pig's head, she was furious.

"Rubbish!"

It's really better than people to die, and goods have to be thrown away!

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Snort!

Inside the sect master's hall, a bone-chilling chill overflowed, and even the disciples guarding the door at the door of the main hall retreated slightly, which was terrifying.

That feeling makes them feel weak in their legs.

"Alright. ”

In the center of the main hall, Mu Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Looking at the sword-shaped crystal in his hand, a smile appeared on his slightly pale handsome cheeks.

Sou!

Standing up, Mu Feng's body was like the wind, and he quickly swept out of the sect master's hall.

In the past few days, Su Rou and Elder Fengzi have been tired of being together, and he has become a loner.

Tomorrow is the day Roy leaves.

Friends, Mu Feng decided that he needed to do something before the girl left.

On the shore of a lake with pleasant scenery, under the willow tree, a woman dressed in white has a graceful posture and is moving.

"Roy. ”

A clear voice came.

The beautiful woman under the moon, like a frightened rabbit, trembled her delicate body, and looked at Mu Feng with a pair of glass-like eyes.

(End of chapter)