Wang Feng, who ascended the Black Black Sect, has always had a bitter Situ Kong beside him, and Tuoba Xing, who has never been beyond ten zhang away, looked at this nephew but didn't dare to say a word, and deliberately pretended not to understand Wang Feng, who had no friendship with any of them here. The most important thing is that he can repel Niu Gang who is in the late stage of the Yuan Infant with his body alone, where can he be controlled by anyone. What's more, Wang Feng just pretended not to understand, and just thought that Situ Kong was just an ordinary Jindan monk he met on the road.

Seeing this crack that only appeared because of himself, he never thought that it could exist for more than a hundred years. At this time, those monks were all interested in the right path that could not be found with the current cultivation at all, where Wang Feng knew very well, but it was not just a road to the ancient battlefield. As long as you enter the cracks, how can you survive for a long time with the monks, even if you are afraid, you are above the gods. Back then, if Ah Zi hadn't accompanied and let that force push me, I'm afraid that now it would only be one of the corpses, or even a body.

Looking at Wang Feng, who was thinking deeply about the cracks, and Situ Kong, who was beside him, wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape from the clutches of the current crowd, Wang Feng did not make a move, but said softly: "If you leave, you were given the elixir yesterday, but there is no more, it is a good thing, not an ordinary panacea." ”

Situ Kong, who had just taken a step, looked at Tuoba Xing, who was not far away, and retracted his steps, and said: "Senior, I just went to see the palace master and won't leave, that pill is a good thing, and the junior is still thinking about taking a few more pills, where are you willing to leave your senior." ”

Wang Feng just smiled, but in Situ Kong's heart, he didn't dare, not because he was afraid that he would hide behind Tuoba Xing under the situation of many seniors and masters. It's just that I'm afraid that the pill is not so simple, the Black Black Sect has lived under the mountain for decades and knows that this sect is famous for its use of poison. Years of understanding of poisons know that some poisons will not show symptoms in the body at the moment, but it does not mean that they will not die.

At this time, countless monks were just waiting for which god master in the sky could open his mouth to go to the longing rift again, and now they could only wait for instructions. It's not that there hasn't been a monk who has angered a god master who came to the Nine Flames Department for so many years, it's just that everyone knows which master's terrifying strength. Even if the sect leader of the Black Black Sect had a big battle not long ago, both of them were injured by each other, it doesn't mean that this person can beat any god master.

Accustomed to hiding on the rooftop, watching the cold wind of those monks messing around, and observing this place, it can be regarded as a laughing and pathetic monk, which one is not an ant who is used by those big people. If the rift really leads to the ancient battlefield, where can they still be here, but those people still have some hope to tolerate them messing around here. For this reason, the suppression of the Black Black Sect has become what it is now, Wang Feng can be regarded as having a life-and-death hatred with those big shots, which is far less than the hatred of the cold wind against those overlords at this time.

It's just that the current cold wind can't do anything, let alone watch the Black Black Sect that grew up since childhood really become a ruin because of impulse, especially the little sister is still in the heart of the Black Black Sect, and I don't know what that person thinks. The pill she got back then was really effective, at least in the past hundred years, the little sister has been able to persist in cultivating until now, although she barely reached the Golden Pill Mirror because of the poison. But it is precisely because of the poison he carries that he can't move at all, let alone get out of the mountain gate, so he can only stay in that hole and can't see the light of day.

Looking at the only few pills left in his hand, he always couldn't bear it, this matter can't let the master know, otherwise, the little sister will only become her current self, or even worse. Especially the little sister's cultivation that is different from others can be said to be innate, it can be said that it can be said that the road of poison cultivation can be regarded as talented, as long as you are willing, you can step into the mirror of transformation at any time. But when the time comes, she will no longer be the beloved little sister, but years of medication will not be able to suppress the improvement of cultivation. Only the pill that was taken from Wang Feng back then had curative effects, and the more and more pills were used to improve his cultivation over the years, the more he could not suppress it. I have studied that kind of pill for a long time, but I found that it was just an ordinary pill, and I consulted many alchemy masters, but I still didn't find the particularity, but I just talked about the refining technique or the relationship between flames.

Leng Feng looked at the familiar figure in the crowd and said silently: "If it were him, it would be fine, at least he could still seek some pills." ”

It's just that the more I look at it, the more I look like Leng Feng, seeing that person turn his head, his inconspicuous eyes should be in his heart, but there are so many people in the world who look similar, but that person's eyes are rarely similar. said: "Is it really him, really dare to come here." ”

The divine sense quickly locked on, but Wang Feng couldn't feel any breath, and he couldn't even tell what was the realm, but the Yuanying Mirror monks around him didn't dare to underestimate it, and they didn't have a Jindan monk in their hands. Wang Feng found that someone was observing that he was still a familiar person, and turned his head to look directly at the cold wind sitting on the roof.

Zhihai was in a sharp pain and almost rolled off the roof of the cold wind in his heart, such a powerful divine sense made himself sad just by a glance. But that look will not be wrong to remember, and the shocked cold wind in his heart smiled in his eyes and said coldly: "Sure enough, it's you, since you're here, don't think about leaving." ”

The cold wind that immediately appeared in the crowd came directly through the crowd towards Wang Feng, and some disgusted monks were even about to make a move when they heard this Black Crow Sect waste shouting: "Since Wang Feng is here, why do you need to cower?"

At this time, Wang Feng didn't act for a word of cold wind, but just let it go on like this, it would only ruin a big thing, and he was afraid that if he couldn't destroy the formation, he would also fall into it. It's not that I didn't expect this at all, but I didn't expect it to be so early, with a ridiculous look in my eyes, waiting for the cold wind to come. Unexpectedly, the cold wind that disrupted the situation was stopped by the waiting monks, and he did not hesitate to kill him, and in a hurry, the cold wind shouted: "Don't you want to know where the people who came out of that year are located?"

Everyone's hearts are heavy, and they know that the person disappeared more than a hundred years ago, and he was seriously injured, not that he was killed by the Black Black Sect earlier, even if he was alive, how could he still live until now, and how did he have the courage to appear here. But it is better to have hope than to enter it blindly, and one monk said, "Do you know where the man is?" ”

The laughing cold wind pointed directly at Wang Feng and said, "It's him, don't you recognize him?"

Everyone looked at Wang Feng and vaguely remembered the images passed down from the Black Black Sect back then, and the more they looked at it, the more they felt similar. One of them said, "How do you prove that he is the same person he was?" ”

The cold wind that stopped said: "If you ask in the past, it will be clear, presumably he will not dare to pretend to be nothing now." ”

At this time, the Yuanying monk next to him looked at Wang Feng and asked, but he unexpectedly did not admit it, and there was some ugly cold wind, and it was clear that it was difficult to be recognized by these people. However, it caused some fluctuations that made more monks look at Wang Feng, and Leng Feng looked at Wang Feng, who seemed to be immobile at this time, and his breath appeared from time to time. A portrait of a hundred years suddenly appeared in his hand, which made everyone pay attention.

Only when a monk saw the comparison with the portrait in his hand, although it was a little different from Wang Feng at this time, but there was a cold wind, and it was possible that this Black Black Sect elder had at least six layers or more. Wang Feng's face was calm, and there was a look in his eyes that wanted to kill the cold wind. In his heart, he knew that he couldn't do it now, otherwise it would be difficult for him to escape before he reached the crack formation, and he originally thought that because of his huge Black Black Sect back then, he became what he is now. But now I feel that I have thought too much, and it is better to go to the Black Black Sect to make a big fuss.

Situ Kong next to him looked at this incomprehensible senior and said softly: "The senior is really a monk a hundred years ago." ”

Wang Feng, who had fluctuating qi, did not deny or admit it, but just waited for someone to start doing it, but Tuoba Xing felt terrible. Situ Kong was just the son of an old friend at any time, but he has been treated as his own for so many years, and now he is in the eyes of everyone and the eyes of the public enemy. Situ Kong was even more desperate, even if this senior didn't do it, he was afraid that he would not live long, and the elixir was not really a good thing, but would be highly poisonous. Otherwise, how dare you risk a big risk to appear here, the Western Regions is so big, as long as there is no one here who remembers the existence of such a person.

At this time, a Yuanying monk who chased and killed Wang Feng back then looked at Wang Feng and said, "It's him, it's him." ”

With one person speaking, the next countless monks already felt that whether the person was caught first or not, if it was true, there was a chance to enter the ancient battlefield. Even if it wasn't, it wouldn't be a loss, as long as it could force into the crack, one less monk would go to the difficulty, only to see the swarming monks just a pair of blood wings appeared behind them, turning into a blood light and appearing in the sky.

Situ Kong, who was still holding it in his hand, felt desperate, why did he still hold himself now, even if he died of poisoning, it would be much stronger to die here, at least he could live for a few more days. Immediately shouted at Tuoba Xing: "Uncle is me." ”

When Wang Feng saw Tuoba Xing's eyes looking at Situ Kong, he felt that the relationship between the two was not so simple, and said: "Tuoba Xing still doesn't help me, have you forgotten our agreement." ”

Tuoba Xing, who immediately became the target of everyone, and four or five Yuanying monks looked at Wang Feng fiercely, knowing in their hearts that as long as they were still here, they would not be able to get rid of suspicion. The swarming monks divided into two groups and headed towards Wang Feng and Tuobaxing, but Situ Kong looked at this senior and was even more terrifying, and he still didn't let go of himself.

Wang Feng, who was smiling in his eyes, said: "It's just that you try the realm." ”

Suddenly there was a question in his hand, and when the monk in the early stage of the former Yuan Infant pounced, Wen Tian stabbed directly in the chest. Which monk didn't even react, the knife was already in his chest, but he didn't expect that in just an instant, the whole person would become a dry corpse, and even the Yuan Infant was withering. Only when Wang Feng drew his sword, the whole person fell without the slightest aura, and Wang Feng, who turned to leave, was shocked. Wentian is even more domineering now than it was back then, and only in a moment, it has such an effect by adding devouring.

At least now I can be sure that the dream is so domineering, as long as it can really break time or build a space in sleep. Situ Kong in his hand regretted not worrying, why did he provoke this evil god. The appearance of countless monks Wang Feng is just constantly on the run, but in the eyes of many monks, Wang Feng's heart is towards the cracks.

It has been affirmed that Wang Feng is the person back then, and the hope of more than a hundred years will actually appear on this day.

Wu Qi in the back mountain has already found that it is chaotic now, and it is unbelievable which Jindan monk in the past now actually has the cultivation of the late Yuan Infant and is even almost complete. But thinking that it was the appearance of this person that would lead to the appearance of the Black Black Sect today, Wang Feng, who forcibly came out of the gate and looked at the sky, said, "It's him, it's him who is finally here." ”