From a distance, I saw six spiritual lights flying in, and the direction was my own. Zhao Feng guessed that these people should have bad intentions, so they jumped off the crooked neck tree and fell into the grass. Unexpectedly, those people seemed to recognize this place, and when they came to the tree, they began to release spiritual magic everywhere, wanting to blast Zhao Feng out.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng was so angry that he scolded in his heart, the spirit rabbits are so concentrated here, isn't this looking for death? Helpless, Zhao Feng had to pick up the light work again and run away on the tip of the grass.

"There, catch him!"

"If you don't want to die, leave the treasure!"

Before a few people could shout a few words, the spirit rabbit that had returned to his senses spewed out countless thunderbolts, and six people were smashed to the ground by the raindrops of electricity.

Zhao Feng scolded secretly: "Idiot! He fled without looking back.

When he came to the edge of the continent, Zhao Feng repeated his old tricks and dug a hole to hide in.

The next day, Zhao Feng walked along the edge of the continent for a while, and found that there were more and more people on this continent, obviously, more and more people entered this world. In the afternoon, Zhao Feng was hurrying with his head bored when he was suddenly blocked by a group of people.

There are sixteen of them in this group, and they are not barbarians if they look at their dress. Especially a guy covered in ointment, pointing at Zhao Feng and howling: "Boss, it's him, it's him, the treasure is on him!" ”

The boss of this group of people, a scholar on the seventh or eighth floor of the Spirit Source Realm, asked with a kind smile: "This brother, I don't know what to call it?" ”

Zhao Feng didn't want to pay attention to them, and said in a deep voice: "Give way, or die!" ”

Seeing that Zhao Feng was so unpopular, the scholar's face changed: "This brother, there is a way to see and have a share, I'm afraid that I will swallow the treasure alone, right?" ”

The minions around him shouted: "Boss, what is ink with him, just kill him!" ”

Zhao Feng didn't want to ink anymore, so he directly sacrificed the orb, and the purple light burst out, and more than a dozen lightning bolts shot out. The group of people was obviously a veteran, and they reacted very quickly, and several people cooperated with each other to release spiritual treasures or spiritual magic to resist, but unfortunately, they underestimated the power of thunder and lightning, and seven of them were directly struck to the ground by lightning, and most of the rest were also scorched with black faces, obviously not lightly injured, only the scholar and a bald man were unharmed.

Zhao Feng was unceremonious, and urged the orb again, and there was another burst of lightning and thunder, this time, the scholar and the big man did not dodge, and they also suffered some injuries.

Zhao Feng burst into a shout: "Kill!" He took out the Purple Trace Spirit Knife and cast the "Remnant Sun Knife Decision" to kill the two scholars.

The scholar released a bamboo book, and as soon as the bamboo book was shot, it flew into eighteen bamboo slips, which shot out from all directions. The bald man jumped up, holding a long stick, turning into a heavy stick shadow, and Mount Tai slashed over.

Zhao Feng's body appeared with the law phase, and he resisted those bamboo slips, these bamboo slips were not small, and the law of the fight was booming. While resisting hard, Zhao Feng slashed out more than a dozen knives in the blink of an eye, and several of the bamboo slips were split spiritually, and at this time, the big man had reached the top of Zhao Feng's head. Zhao Feng's mind turned sharply, and the law phase above his head thickened a few chips.

The iron rod of the big man slammed directly on the Faxiang, knocking Zhao Feng directly from the sky to the ground and smashing out of the big pit. Zhao Feng fell to the ground and silently performed a simple spiritual method, only to see an orange aura gushing out from the spiritual source, this is the trick that Zhao Feng learned from the old man Xin Ce. As soon as the orange aura came out, Zhao Feng channeled the aura into the orb. I saw that the jewel was shining brightly, but the scholar was alert, and shouted: "Be careful!" ”

It's a pity that he reminded too late, only to see the thunder light of the thickness of his arm erupt out, directly piercing the bald man, his hideous face instantly lost its lustre, and then fell headlong. At this time, Zhao Feng soared into the air, and at the same time, he volleyed into the void, and an orange-red sword light shot out. The scholar flashed sideways, and released a stone inkstone in front of him, but Zhao Feng released more than a dozen sword lights in a row, and the power of these sword lights was no less than ten times stronger than just now, only to see the knife slashing on the stone inkstone, splashing dazzling spiritual light.

It's a pity that although this spirit inkstone is good, after resisting more than a dozen blows, there are also slight cracks, and finally the "click" was split into two pieces by Zhao Feng, and the scholar's body hiding in Shi Yan was also cut into two pieces, and the blank look on his face was forever frozen on his face.

More than a dozen sword lights shot out, and the monks who fell on the ground, whether they were dead or not, Zhao Feng all made up for them from afar, and even released a flash of fire, burning the corpse to ashes. Then, Zhao Feng took off and flew straight towards the center of the continent.

After walking for a while, Zhao Feng suddenly realized one thing, he might have been subjected to a tracking spell. So, Zhao Feng, and then a yang fire ignited on his body, and burned himself from the inside out.

After dealing with it, Zhao Feng set off again, and every time he walked, he changed directions, and finally came to the center of the continent after seven turns and eight turns. For some reason, as soon as he entered this area, Zhao Feng felt extremely weird. Not only are there very few spirit rabbits here, but there are also very few puddles.

Zhao Feng hung the orb above his head, and along the way, the thunder and lightning attacks of the spirit rabbit became the nutrients of the orb. After wandering around for a long time, Zhao Feng saw a lake with a radius of two miles. The water of this lake is as blue as the sky, but it is as crystal clear as a jewel, and from a distance, there are pieces of spiritual mist condensed by spiritual energy floating on the lake.

Walking along the shore of the lake, Zhao Feng found that there were no aquatic plants, no swimming fish, and not even a single insect in the lake, only boundless white fine sand. What's even weirder is that he didn't even see a spirit rabbit drinking here.

This lake is so weird, Zhao Feng didn't dare to be careless, so he grabbed a spirit rabbit, but he didn't expect that as soon as this spirit rabbit approached the lake, he struggled desperately. was thrown into the lake, "poof", but it didn't even churn, the stone sank like a stone, and there was not a single splash.

Unable to see what was going on, Zhao Feng chose another thatch and plunged into the water. As soon as the thatch entered the water, the white sand under the water suddenly came to life, and the thatch began to gnaw on it, and in a blink of an eye, it was gnawed to nothing.

"I'll go! This sand is actually a spirit worm? Zhao Feng was shocked, this lake is so vast, how many spirit insects should there be? Zhao Feng didn't dare to think about it.

Fortunately, the spirit insect didn't seem to dare to get out of the water, so Zhao Feng took out a lot of objects and tried it, and found that this spirit insect ate everything, and the spirit grass, spirit mine, and spirit weapon were all gnawed to the slag.

"It's so cruel, no wonder there's nothing in this lake!"

However, Zhao Feng also found a strange phenomenon, this lake seems to be very special, whether it is spirit grass or wood, or even the fluff on the spirit rabbit, as long as it falls into it, it will sink directly to the bottom, and it is extremely corrosive, even if there are no insects to eat, it will slowly corrode things, just like the legendary yellow spring water. Only then did Zhao Feng determine that this should be the poisonous lake water that Old Man Xin Ce said. Zhao Feng took out the crystal pot, looked through the body of the pot, there was not a drop of water in it, put the pot into the water, sure enough, the lake water bubbled into the pot, and what was even more interesting was that the little white worm who ate everything had no interest in this crystal pot. Seeing that this pot seems to be a bottomless pit, no amount of lake water can be filled. Zhao Feng shouted happily in his heart: "Good baby, really good baby!" ”

Zhao Feng used a small pot to fill water by the lake, and when he had nothing to do, he used thatch to catch the white insects at the bottom of the lake, wanting to catch them and raise them. I tried three times, and I actually caught two. However, as soon as the worm left the water, it wilted and moved slowly down the shore into the water.

This is a bug that can't leave the water at all, and it seems that it is unlikely to be fed, and it is impossible to put the bug in a small pot yourself. At this time, Zhao Feng remembered that the black ball hadn't been fed for a long time, and he didn't know if this insect was suitable. After the black ball was woken up, he was unhappy, Zhao Feng picked the worm to it, and the black bird looked at it for a while before taking a mouth. After eating the first one, the black ball's eyes widened, as if it had eaten it, and almost jumped into the water to find food. Then, Zhao Feng had one more task, fishing for insects for the blackbird to eat, and after eating for five days in a row, the blackbird fell asleep again.

Time passed quickly, Zhao Feng stayed by the lake for seven days, and the small pot was finally full, while the lake water dropped by at least one meter. After weighing it, the weight barely increased, which made Zhao Feng amazed.

After getting the lake water, Zhao Feng planned to rest for one night before continuing to set off. At this time, there was movement in the thatch behind him, and Zhao Feng hurriedly rushed into the grass in the distance. I saw five men, two women and seven monks squeezed out of the grass, two of them were in the Linghai Realm, five in the Lingyuan Realm, one of them Zhao Feng still knew, it was the disciple of Yingyang Academy who fought with the strong men of Northern Xinjiang in Shuiyun Township, Kyoto-Meng Huanfeng, now, he is still in the Lingyuan Realm, it seems that it is not so easy to break through to the Linghai Realm. Looking at the color of the clothes, the others are also disciples of Yingyang Academy, and they are all injured, and they are obviously not lightly tossed by the spirit rabbit.

As soon as Zhao Feng looked over, a spiritual source realm female monk realized, "What person! With a coquettish shout, he threw out more than a dozen ice picks at the same time, and flew towards Zhao Feng's hiding place with a roar. Zhao Feng snorted coldly, and more than a dozen remnant sun sword qi flew out, which was able to shatter all the incoming ice picks.

Since he had exposed his hiding, Zhao Feng jumped out of the grass, and as soon as he came out, a female monk with short hair and ears shouted: "Indigenous! ”

Zhao Feng was shocked in his heart, subconsciously sensed it, and said in his heart: "Indigenous? Where is it? Immediately, he understood: "This seems to mean me." "It turns out that Zhao Feng, no wonder he is considered indigenous.

"Uh-huh, girl, where are the natives?" Zhao Feng didn't want to do anything with these people, after all, the disciples of Yingyang Academy were still more decent.

"Yay, can you speak? Do natives also speak holy languages? The short-haired nun looked amazed.

Hearing this, Zhao Feng was stunned: "This female monk has a problem with her brain?" ”。

Before the words fell, a male monk next to him hurriedly apologized: "My sister has no form, please forgive me, I am late in the lower hole, I don't know what to call my friend?" ”

"Kong Yu is late?" Zhao Feng couldn't help muttering in his heart, this name Zhao Feng is not unfamiliar, the Kong family is an old family in the Tiantai Kingdom, and there are two monks in this generation, Kong Yuchi and his sister Kong Yufei, and they both entered Yingyang Academy.