"Such a genius, if our Tianyuan Sect can win over, maybe this time we will be able to win a big victory in the competition with the spiritual veins of the Mo family in the north." The eyes of the Seven Elders sparkled.

"However, I just heard the Grandmaster next to them say that his background is very strong, can this kind of person be wooed? Besides, I've offended them before. Luo Hongzheng sighed and said.

"Offended? How to offend? The Seventh Elder hurriedly asked.

"Master, I offended them just now." Before Luo Hongzheng could explain, the man with a swollen pig's head on the side walked over.

"You guys! Ay! The Seven Elders sighed heavily, stepped out, and walked towards the top of the mountain range.

The white-haired old man named Uncle Xu was left with the man and the woman, the fog had cleared and they could see the surrounding scenery clearly.

"Uncle Xu, are we still going?" The woman's expression was a little downcast, and she glanced at Ning Hua's still expression from the corner of her eye, and her lips trembled.

Uncle Xu gritted his teeth, walked towards Ning Hua's corpse, glanced at Ning Hua's corpse deeply, and sighed: "Bury Ning Hua's corpse first, hey!" ”

If these two stinky boys didn't break into this fog on a whim, how could they encounter such a tragedy.

Xia Kun lowered his head, blaming himself and remorseful in his heart, but it was useless to regret it now.

After finding a place to bury Ning Hua's body, the white-haired old man looked at the top of the mountain range, shook his head and said, "Let's go back to the hotel first, I don't dare to take you on any more adventures, if it weren't for that young man, there would only be two people left now." ”

The man remained silent, waiting for the woman's answer.

The woman patted her chest, thinking of the look that the dragon looked at her just now, and she was afraid.

The three of them returned the same way in the direction of the town, the people who came here this time were too strong, and Uncle Xu, a qi martial artist, couldn't protect the two of them at all, so it was better not to go.

The three of them left slowly, their backs drifting away, and disappeared into the continuous mountains and rivers.

——

At the top of the mountain range, Qin Feng was still at the forefront, followed by Yang Chenyun and Mu Fan.

"Your current realm is in the late stage of external strength, right?" Qin Feng suddenly asked Mu Fan behind him.

Mu Fan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Qin Feng to suddenly ask about this, and thought that he was going to make fun of himself, so he nodded helplessly: "What?" Do you want to laugh at me too? If I had the cultivation talent of yours, I would laugh at you. ”

Although Qin Feng sometimes has a cold personality, especially when he is more decisive in battle, he greets his friends with a smile, and now Mu Fan is a friend no matter how he says it, although he is not very iron, but there is no problem in joking.

Qin Feng smiled faintly and said, "Then do you want to become stronger?" ”

Mu Fan blinked, and suddenly came up, with little stars in his eyes, and said excitedly: "Qin Feng, no!" Brother Qin! Can you make me stronger? ”

"I can't."

The smile on Mu Fan's face instantly petrified, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and there were already 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart.

"I can't, but if nothing else, this place can." Qin Feng smiled, and didn't explain the reason, his face was mysterious.

After a while, the location of the spiritual vein was in full view, and on the way, I also met several groups of martial artists who came here to pick up the leaks, but their strength was very average, so they should not be afraid.

Before I arrived at the spiritual vein, I had already felt the tense killing intent over there, the scene was chaotic, and everyone was eyeing the enemy, as long as someone dared to make a move, it would turn this place into a purgatory battlefield.

In the last battle for the spiritual veins, more than a dozen people died in the grandmaster alone, and there were scattered cultivators and powerful elders among them.

Looking at it, Qin Feng and the three of them were all slightly stunned, because among the group of people in front of them was the dead face they met in the morning.

"Young master, it's them!" Shi Zhong took a step forward, and planned to go up and meet the three of them for a while.

"Wait, there are still people from the Tianyuan Sect behind them, don't move around yet."

After he reminded him, Shi Zhong also saw the Seventh Elder and Luo Hongzheng who were not far behind the three of them, and when he saw these three people, Shi Zhong looked puzzled.

Why would the people of the Tian Yuan Sect be with them? And the three people of Tianyuan Sect actually followed behind these three people, is it a coincidence?

Qin Feng probed out the spiritual power, felt the surroundings, and frowned slightly, although it was in the heart of the spiritual vein, it did not have the required spiritual energy, and it was more of the strength of the martial artist's cultivation.

"Could it be that the source of the aura is not here?" Qin Feng muttered to himself in his heart, and began to look around, groping his chin, the old god was there.

Seeing that the three of the Seven Elders in the rear had returned to the camp of the Tianyuan Sect, Shi Zhong's eyes flashed with coldness, and he decisively came to the front of the three of them, blocking the way of the three of them.

The two strongest sides in the battle for the spiritual vein this time are the Tianyuan Sect and the Mo family in the north, and he is the strong grandmaster of the Mo family.

Compared to the morning, there were five grandmasters of the Mo family here this time, and in the face of Yang Chenyun, a forging master, the Mo family was obviously no longer afraid.

Everyone here is for their own life and death, and it is impossible to be an enemy of unrelated people because of a magic weapon, let alone the Mo family.

"Stop!"

Shi Zhong hugged his arms and looked at Qin Feng and the three of them with a playful expression, especially Mu Fan, who had secretly sworn in his heart that he would cut off Mu Fan's tongue today.

Not far away, the Seventh Elder of the Tianyuan Sect and Luo Hongzheng all showed shocked expressions when they saw someone stopping Qin Feng and the others.

This stone bell doesn't want to live? How dare you provoke such a person? But after thinking about it, if the Mo family had a conflict with this young man, wouldn't their Tianyuan Sect be the only competitor missing today?

The Seventh Elder and Luo Hongzheng looked at each other and smiled, if that's the case, then it couldn't be better!

Qin Feng's thinking was interrupted, his brows furrowed slightly, and he raised his head and glanced at the stone clock, like the scythe of the god of death locking onto the stone clock in front of him.

At this moment, Shi Zhong's heart froze, and before he had time to think about it, the sound of thunder and explosion had already sounded in the air, and a sense of crisis of death spread throughout his limbs.

Qin Feng's body was surrounded by thunder, and a palm wrapped in thunder slapped directly towards Shi Zhong's chest.

Shi Zhong looked at Qin Feng's weak palm wind, sneered, and then felt ridiculous about the crisis that had just risen in his heart, how could this kind of palm strength pose a threat to him?

A fist the size of a sandbag was wrapped in a thick fist, and it directly met Qin Feng's palm, but the moment the two just came into contact, Shi Zhong's face instantly turned pale.

A fluttering palm, but it contains endless power and the thunder power of the Silent God Thunder Body, the power of this palm is almost the same as the power of the sword that just slashed at the dragon.

When the two collided, Shi Zhong's fist bones were all shattered, and the palm wind was castrated, directly bombarding Shi Zhong's chest.

A thunderbolt streaked across the sky, and Shi Zhong fell heavily to the ground, smashing out a deep pit with a diameter of nearly five meters.

Shi Zhong's eyes bulged out, and his face was full of shock.

He is a grandmaster, a martial arts master who dominates a city, and he will be seriously injured by the young man in front of him with a palm!

"You... You! ”

As soon as the word "you" came out, his pupils contracted suddenly, the cramping pain in his heart spread throughout his body, and the sharp pain came from his internal organs and the tendons and veins in his body, which made his body that had just been supported fall back to the ground, and his hands fell to the ground weakly.

The generation of grandmasters of the Mo family was killed!

Qin Feng looked at everything in front of him coldly, as if the person he had killed in front of him was not a grandmaster, but a small external martial artist.

Since others want to make trouble for themselves, Qin Feng doesn't mind standing up on the spot, only in this way can he reduce unnecessary trouble.

The people who were eager to compete for the spiritual vein just now all gasped, and Luo Hongzheng and Ye Xuan saw the scene in front of them, and their eyelids jumped.

A grandmaster, a grandmaster of the Mo family, just without warning, said that death would be death.

Who would have thought that Shi Zhong, who had just gone up to stop people with an arrogant face, would turn into a cold corpse at this moment, lying on the lawn.

At this moment, an old man over seventy years old on the Mo family's side ran out, although he was over seventy years old, he was quick with his hands and feet, and came to Shi Zhong's side.

Just glanced at the old man and shook his head, Shi Zhong's body was broken, his heart had stopped beating, and his vital signs were all gone, so he couldn't be treated.