"Okay, I got these 10,000 Feather Crystals, I have a total of more than 40,000 Feather Crystals in my hands, and I'm about to reach 50,000!"

Chu Fengmian was overjoyed in his heart.

The feather crystals that this sea of medicine quietly collected, now all fell into Chu Fengmian's hands, it was like sending charcoal in the snow, as long as he got 10,000 pieces, the inheritance of this Cloud Feather Heavenly Palace would fall into Chu Fengmian's hands.

"Yueli's side should have also collected some feather crystals. ”

Chu Fengmian's mind moved, and a sound transmission jade talisman hit it.

Han Yueli's hunting speed may not be as fast as Chu Fengmian's, but it must have accumulated some.

Now Chu Fengmian only needs to obtain 10,000 Feather Crystals, which is enough to obtain the inheritance of this Cloud Feather Heavenly Palace.

Now the inheritance of this Cloud Feather Heavenly Palace is already in front of Chu Fengmian, and he will get it at any time.

After a while, the sound transmission jade talisman came back, and Chu Fengmian's face finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In Han Yueli's hands, there were still more than 10,000 Feather Crystals, which meant that now the Desolate Saint Monarch could not dare to open the inheritance of this Cloud Feather Heavenly Palace before him anyway.

Among them, there are more than 50,000 pieces, all of which are on Chu Fengmian's side.

"Let's go!"

As soon as Chu Fengmian's body moved, he rushed in one direction.

Less than a minute after Chu Fengmian left, several figures rushed over, and the person at the head was none other than the Desolate Saint Monarch.

Seeing the empty palace, or the surging spiritual power around him, the face of the Desolate Saint Monarch was gloomy to the extreme.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?"

A disciple of the Desolate Ancient Sect, who was beside the Desolate Saint Monarch, quietly asked.

He also noticed the change in the Desolate Saint Monarch's face.

"Damn! This sea of medicine has already been killed by Chu Fengmian's kid!"

The face of the Desolate Saint Monarch was extremely gloomy.

There was a little worry in his eyes, and what he was worried about was naturally not the death of this sea of medicine.

What does Yaohai's death have to do with him.

But Yao Hai has never handed over the Feather Crystal to him, and this is the most gloomy moment on his face.

Now in his hands, he has accumulated about 40,000 feather crystals, just a little bit, as long as he is getting the feather crystals of the medicine sea, it is very likely to reach 50,000 and get the inheritance of Yunyu Heavenly Palace.

But now, Yao Hai died in Chu Fengmian's hands.

There is no need to think about it at all, the feather crystals in Yaohai's hands must have also fallen into Chu Fengmian's hands.

"Tell all the disciples to collect the Feather Crystals at all costs!"

The Desolate Saint Monarch's face changed drastically, and he shouted angrily.

This anger, the surrounding Desolate Ancient Sect disciples all knelt down one after another.

The current realm of the Desolate Saint Monarch has surpassed life and death, and has reached the realm of shattered life, and the momentum on his body is completely different from before, his anger is not something that a martial artist in the realm of life and death can withstand.

"Yes!"

All the disciples of the Desolate Ancient Sect replied respectfully, and they hurriedly separated their directions and continued to look for the Feather Crystal.

Now in the heart of the Desolate Saint Monarch, he can only hope that the number of feather crystals in Yaohai's hands is not too much.

......

Chu Fengmian's figure ran wildly all the way to one of the palaces before gradually stopping.

After a while, Han Yueli's figure also arrived as scheduled, handed over an empty ring, and when he opened it, he saw that there were also 10,000 feather crystals.

"Well, this time it's a big deal. ”

After getting these 50,000 feather crystals, Chu Fengmian's heart finally stabilized a lot.

In order to collect the Feather Crystal, the Desolate Saint Monarch had already paid a great price, and he had spent a lot of money, and a single Feather Crystal could get countless benefits in the Desolate Saint Monarch.

Therefore, almost all the martial artists present, even those who only had this one in their hands and two of them, handed over all the feather crystals to the Desolate Saint Monarch.

Fortunately, Chu Fengmian killed the sea of medicine and seized all the feather crystals in his hand, which could be regarded as a head start.

However, Chu Fengmian couldn't completely put his mind at ease, he was only counting this, and he had about 50,000 feather crystals.

If it was just a few pieces, and then it was preempted by the Desolate Saint Monarch, then it would really be a cry without tears.

Chu Fengmian opened the empty ring, his eyes were solemn, counting little by little, with his current spiritual sense, scanning these feather crystals, one minute was enough.

But Chu Fengmian spent five minutes to count this number accurately.

"Fifty thousand and three. ”

When the last number was read out, Chu Fengmian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In his current hand, there are no more and no less, there are fifty thousand and three feather crystals, compared to the number of fifty thousand, only three more.

But these three are already enough.

Now let the Desolate Saint Monarch get all the feather crystals in this Cloud Feather Heavenly Palace, and he can only have a maximum of forty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven.

The inheritance of this Cloud Feather Heavenly Palace has returned to Chu Fengmian.

"Thanks to you this time. ”

Chu Fengmian looked at Han Yueli next to him and hugged her in his arms.

This time, if Chu Fengmian was alone, he would not be able to win the Desolate Saint Monarch no matter what, but fortunately, with the help of Han Yueli, Chu Fengmian could be pressed back.

"You, you better call the old man first, lest you have too many dreams at night. ”

Han Yueli's face turned red, and she hurriedly retreated Chu Fengmian and said.

"Good. ”

Chu Fengmian also nodded, calming down his mood.

His heart suddenly moved, and he lined up the 50,000 feather crystals in front of him and called softly.

That machine spirit old man, as the instrument spirit of the Cloud Feather Heavenly Palace, now that Chu Feng is sleeping in this Cloud Feather Heavenly Palace, his every move is concerned by the old man of this machine spirit.

This call, suddenly, in front of him, the body of the old man suddenly condensed.

"50,000 feather crystals, only four hours, little guy, it seems that you are still quite fast, yes, decisive killing, such a character, can become a generation of powerhouses. ”

The old man looked at Chu Fengmian and said with a smile.

Chu Fengmian's every move from this Yunyu Heavenly Palace was naturally watched by him.

If Chu Fengmian hadn't killed the disciples of the Seven Great Sects, this Feather Transformation Crystal would definitely have been collected by the Desolate Saint Monarch in the end.

However, not killing those disciples of the Seven Great Sects is not a kindness, but stupidity, at this time, not killing them is not going to be able to get along with Chu Fengmian himself.

In the world of martial artists, martial arts are respected, and without power, everything is not.

He must get the inheritance of this Cloud Feather Heavenly Palace, and if he is kind now, let the Desolate Saint Monarch get the inheritance of this Cloud Feather Heavenly Palace, which is the real death period of Chu Fengmian.

In this matter, Chu Fengmian did nothing wrong.

In the words of this old man, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what Chu Fengmian did.

(End of chapter)