Chapter 364: The Contribution Hall is Shocked

Two days later.

After walking and resting along the way, Ling Feng finally came to the location of the Evil Monarch Sect. Looking at the scene in front of him, his eyebrows and thoughts moved slightly, and the figures of Teng Beast, Cao Jishuai, Heng Chong and others flashed one after another, and the group of people were neatly lined up behind Ling Feng, with a dignified momentum.

Surrounded by the three peaks of the Evil Monarch Sect, they are "Evil Monarch Peak", "Fire Peak", and "Water Peak", needless to say, these "three peaks" are naturally named after the three spirit-level powerhouses. Surrounded by three peaks, a vast valley is circled, and the valley is full of strange flowers, and the exquisite hall is dotted in between.

Just looking at the terrain is somewhat similar to the headquarters of the Oro Chamber of Commerce, but the Yuan Force here is abundant, if you observe with your mind, you can see the Yuan Force of the black, gold, white and blue light in the sky pouring straight down, like a waterfall directly discharged.

This scene was so staggering to see that Ling Feng was able to form such a vision, one could imagine how abundant the Yuan Force here was! How could the cultivation effect be bad in such a unique treasure land?

Bayeux Peak is far inferior to it!

Ling Feng also saw that such a treasure land could only be a naturally formed spiritual dwelling, and it would never be something that could be built by human beings the day after tomorrow. He secretly sneered in his heart, it seemed that it was definitely not the Oro Empire that rejected the Endless Wasteland, it was probably the Endless Wasteland that actually isolated Oro!

It's hard to imagine how the Endless Wasteland, which enjoys such unique conditions, covets such a barren land as the Oro Empire.

With all kinds of thoughts circling in his heart, Ling Feng gradually approached the core of the Evil Monarch Sect, and he was hesitating how to declare his possession of this place, and suddenly-

"What kind of person, dare to trespass on my Evil Monarch Sect!" There was an angry shout from the front, and then more than a dozen figures flew out with a "sigh", and the light of the Xuan soldiers in his hands was dazzling and approached Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was stunned, it was really God who took care of himself, and when he wanted to sleep, he intimately sent a pillow, and he looked at the first scar-faced leader: "You are from the Evil Monarch Sect? I'll take it here, and call out those of you who are responsible. His tone was direct and flat, as if he were stating a simple fact.

The leader of Scarface was stunned when he heard this, and immediately laughed wildly: "Where did the madman come from to find your grandfather happy, it's really a thing that doesn't know whether to live or die!

A cold glint flashed in Ling Feng's eyes, and an invisible killing intent was surging all around him, sharp as a knife

Teng Beast snorted heavily, he had grown up in the group of demonic beasts since he was a child, and he had developed an extremely keen sense of observation, and he could hear a strong sense of obscenity in the tone of Scarface's voice. Ling Feng had saved his life twice, and in his heart he had long revered Ling Feng as a god, how could he tolerate insults from others? He immediately roared angrily, and the vitality of the earth system sharply converged to the palm of his hand, and slapped the person in front of him heavily!

The Scarface Leader didn't have time to react, only felt a big yellow hand on the top of his head getting closer and closer, and the fierce fear firmly grasped his whole body and mind, and he roared wildly: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Boom!

Blood splattered, and yellow and white waters poured all over the ground.

Teng Beast simply made a neat move to completely wake up the people below, and they were almost stunned one by one, and immediately let out a cry like bombing the camp: "There is an enemy! Quickly, come quickly!"

"Teng Beast, come back. ”

Ling Feng greeted lightly, he let these little people shout wildly, just taking the opportunity to attract all the people from the Evil Monarch Sect, saving him more trouble finding them one by one. He was not a so-called chivalrous man who adhered to outdated concepts, and Baye's behavior was still respectful at first, so Ling Feng had some psychological obstacles to taking away his inheritance, so he did not accept the advice of Shi Tian'e and others.

Later, Baye's repeated actions completely dispelled Ling Feng's concerns, and he immediately used thunder tactics.

And Mo Evil Monarch's provocation also gave Ling Feng a reason to do it, in his opinion, the Evil Monarch Sect that had lost the protection of the spirit priest was simply a fat meal, and he was sorry for the conscience of heaven and earth!

Soon, a sound of urgency like an arrow from the string arrived, and the figures either swept through the air, or faintly emerged from the surface of a nearby tree, or emerged from the ground, trapping Ling Feng and his party in a dense manner.

Rao was mentally prepared before he came, and when Ling Feng saw that there were ten pseudo-spirit-level powerhouses besieging him, and nearly a hundred saint domains, he couldn't help but be taken aback, he secretly shook his head and smiled bitterly: This endless wasteland is really "as many as dogs, and spirit-level people are everywhere"!

But it's normal to think about it, after all, there are crystal chapters like Pei Yuan Chapter and Yi Yuan Zhang, and there is the cultivation of Heaven and Earth Spirit Dwelling, I'm afraid that if you have a little more outstanding talent, you will be able to obtain the qualification of the Holy Domain with tenacity. It's just that there are so many powerhouses that Ling Feng can't help but be surprised, he thinks of Tom Chen's deeds in the world, and I wonder if the complete explosion of the Martial God Peak's heritage can be worthy of the endless wasteland?

Looking at the group of powerhouses in front of him, the corners of Ling Feng's mouth couldn't help but show a hint of a smile, he felt that don't look at the strong people here, if they really let go of their hands to kill, they would never be able to stop his party!

When the strength rises to a certain level, each level difference is a world of difference. One spirit person unfolds the spirit realm, which is enough to slaughter a hundred saint realms! This is the naked strength gap. Not to mention the Spirituals. Therefore, the so-called powerhouses at the bottom, their greatest value is to provide a possibility - the possibility of being promoted to a higher level of spirit level in the future!

However, if you want to become a spirit-level powerhouse, the crystal medals and other things you need to consume are not affordable by ordinary sects.

Suddenly, Ling Feng's heart moved, and his eyes shot into the air like electricity! There, an incomparably hazy cloud of water light continued to transform and twist, and if it wasn't for the extremely keen soul perception, Ling Feng could barely detect it.

"What do you mean, if you want to come to my Evil Monarch Sect to fight the autumn wind, I'm afraid you have made the wrong decision!" As if sensing Ling Feng's perception, the water light in mid-air suddenly twisted, and then a young man with a long body, a handsome face, and eyes like the blue deep sea appeared.

Demons!

As soon as he saw this young man, this term popped up in Ling Feng's heart, this young man was really amazingly beautiful, too beautiful to say, and as a man, he was too handsome. After only being slightly surprised, Ling Feng put aside his senseless distractions and shouted: "Mo Evil Monarch has already been punished for violating my sect! If you don't want to submit, you can leave by yourself!"

As soon as the words came out, the handsome and beautiful young man's eyebrows were raised, and the fierce killing intent was approaching Ling Feng!

"I'm a talker, you say that the sect master is killed, and when we are stupid, can't we?" someone couldn't help but sneer.

This shameful laugh triggered everyone's response, and the ridicule was endless, and the eyes that looked at Ling Feng and the others were like looking at a few crazy people.

"You're not stupid, you're just a little stupid. Ling Feng's expression was indifferent, and at his signal, Yuan Mirage threw a ball of "gauze armor" into the air. The stellar light fell, and the gauze armor slowly shook off to form a human tower, reflecting the colorful light.

Sizzle!

For a moment, all the ridicule disappeared without a trace, and those who laughed the most seemed to be choked by their throats, and they couldn't say a word.

Shocked, appalled, hesitant, frightened......

All kinds of expressions appeared on the faces of these people, and they no longer looked at Ling Feng and the others as if they were looking at madmen, but as if they were looking at a group of life-seeking demons crawling out of hell!

"Evil Monarch Sha, it's the sect master's natal spiritual weapon!"

It took a long time before someone screamed, this call seemed to wake up the handsome young man from a deep nightmare, and a trace of sorrow deep into the bone marrow gradually appeared on his beautiful face, and he looked at the evil monarch yarn in the air in a daze, and two lines of tears slipped quietly.

"The evidence is here, I repeat, if someone is willing to leave, they can take advantage of this time!"

Ling Feng's words didn't win a single response, and suddenly, a red-faced man roared: "Kill them and avenge the sect master!" His shout caused several responses, and six figures rushed towards Ling Feng, the chilling wind whistle was extremely piercing, and the phantom swept by extremely quickly, breaking the ban sharply.

These six people have obviously refined the source array of a certain department, but they are only the strength of the Holy Domain, but they already have the power to kill the pseudo-spirit level under the combination, which can be regarded as extremely rare.

But how could Ling Feng put this level of attack in his eyes? His eyebrows furrowed slightly, what the Evil Monarch Sect was doing here was not just to occupy a side of the Spirit Dwelling, but more importantly, to directly hold the Evil Monarch Sect's living power in his hands!

Seeing the six figures rushing towards him, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that many people also had eager expressions, if it weren't for the huge deterrent power brought by the evil monarch yarn in mid-air, they probably couldn't help but take action a long time ago. Rao is like this, Ling Feng also knows that he must suppress the abnormal movement in one fell swoop, otherwise once it spreads, it will be a scuffle, which is contrary to his original intention!

There were wisps of nebula-like vortex in Ling Feng's eyes, and his right palm pressed suddenly: "Heaven and Earth Prison!"

Under the cover of a constantly rotating prison in the sky, it changed with a bang and changed into dozens of zhang and fell towards the six people. Before the power arrived, the majestic pressure had already caused the surrounding atmosphere to be wiped clean in an instant, forming a vacuum.

The almost suffocating pressure arrived, and the six of them let out a muffled snort, and purple-black blood spurted out of their noses, eyes, ears, and noses at the same time. In an instant, the glittering heaven and earth prison fell heavily on several people, crackling with a crisp sound, their bones were crushed, and the whole person turned into a puddle of mud and fell into the ground.

Sluggish!

The extremely violent attack immediately suppressed everyone, and those who were still eager to try behind them stopped in shock, and exclaimed one after another: "Spirit level?" They are not stupid people, as soon as Ling Feng made a move, he saw that only fine skills could cause such a powerful lethality, and the little doubt in his heart turned into smoke and clouds.

Ling Feng noticed that his eyes were directed at the young man in mid-air, as if he was waiting for him to make a decision.

The handsome young man pondered for a long time before he raised his head sadly, and a clear voice came: "This gentleman, since the sect master lost his life at your hands, according to the rules of the endless wasteland, everything in the sect should naturally belong to you, and you are the new sect master, I only hope that the sect master can sympathize with us as a subordinate." ”

Ling Feng couldn't help but show a hint of strangeness, just looking at the young man's grief-stricken appearance, he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, it would be as if he was fine, such a change was really too big.

As soon as the young man spoke, a man in Tsing Yi stood up and roared violently: "Shui Xingjun, your eighteenth generation ancestor!

Shui Xingjun's face was cold, and suddenly his palm fell, and a cloud of water thunder and lightning directly hit the man in Tsing Yi who spoke. Before he could make a sound, the mines blew it to pieces!

This sudden attack immediately shocked everyone, and everyone was suddenly silent, and no one dared to resist anymore.

Ling Feng's expression was still the same, but he muttered in his heart, listening to the tone, this young man was one of the two great monarchs of the Evil Monarch Sect, and it was not strange that he could suppress everyone. But did he really come from the heart when he changed so quickly?

No matter what he planned, Ling Feng thought that there were many strong people around him, but he didn't worry about what tricks he could come up with as a spirit person.

Shui Xingjun bowed down in front of Ling Feng and shouted at the people behind him, "Sect Master gives everyone the freedom to find their own way out, but I advise you not to have any other thoughts. I don't say the cruelty of survival in this endless wasteland, you should also understand, without the protection of the sect, the best outcome for you outside is to join a small sect, is it better than not now?"

Ling Feng stood without speaking, what Shui Xingjun said was exactly what he was thinking. From the bottom of his heart, he wanted to leave all these people behind, and originally planned to throw the bait if anyone was really ready to leave. However, Shui Xingjun did it for him, and he did it very cleanly.

The people of the Evil Monarch Sect were shocked, and they looked at each other for a long time and couldn't make a decision.

Shui Xingjun continued to bow towards Ling Feng and said, "If the sect master wants to know about the situation of the sect, please go here, and his subordinates will introduce you one by one." As for these people, let them think about it here. Between the words, he looked like he was thinking about Ling Feng everywhere, but he had a sense of disobedience from his cold face.

Ling Feng didn't know if he could do it, nodded slightly, and followed him all the way towards the core of the sect.

"There are four halls in this hall, which are divided into earth, water, fire, and wind, and each of them has a pseudo-spirit-level powerhouse on duty, who is responsible for answering everyone's questions. Shui Xingjun pointed to the four halls in front of him, each of which could accommodate nearly a thousand people, and introduced: "Every morning, the major inner disciples will come here and then go back to their respective cultivation. ”

Listening to his exhaustive explanation, Ling Feng still had some ridiculous feelings in his heart: he was so easily subdued? He didn't think that his talent could easily infect others and make others make a gesture of bowing down.

In this case, there must be fraud behind Shui Xingjun's seemingly deferential obedience!

He is a mere spirit, is there any hole card that can swallow his line?

"This is the Hall of Contribution. ”

Shui Xingjun once again pointed to a hall in front of him that was several times larger than the Fang Cai Gong Hall, almost twice the size of the four Gong Gong Halls combined, and said to Ling Feng.

"Contribution Hall?" Ling Feng asked curiously, "What is the use of this place?"

Shui Xingjun bowed slightly, and explained with a smile: "If the sect master wants to understand, he might as well go in with his subordinates and watch one or two, right?"

Ling Feng nodded.

As Shui Xingjun strolled into the Contribution Hall, there were several young men in robes and indifferent expressions guarding the door, and one of them saw Shui Xingjun entering, he still didn't say much, but frowned and said, "Deputy Sect Master, it doesn't seem to be the day to measure contribution points, right?"

Shui Xingjun didn't care about his attitude, but said with a good temper: "You Lao Ke?"

"You Lao is in retreat and cultivating, how can he have such idle time. The short young man glanced at Ling Feng angrily: "Who is this?"

"This is the new sect master of the Contempt Sect. Shui Xingjun said: "I was about to lead the sect master to come to the Contribution Hall to have a look, I hope it will not disturb You Lao." ”

"Oh, is Mo Xiejun dead?" Before Shui Xingjun could answer, the short young man waved his hand nonchalantly: "Forget it, you don't need to tell me, whether your sect master is hung up or replaced, it has nothing to do with us." He glanced at Ling Feng again: "Since you are the new sect master, the rules must have been told to you by Shui Xingjun - all the raw materials for refining seals obtained at the beginning of each month must be uniformly allocated by us, and we will decide how many crystal seals to help you refine according to the number of raw materials!"

A cold light appeared in Ling Feng's eyes, and the young man's attitude made him a little disgusted in his heart, and at the same time, a faint doubt emerged. He could see that this short young man was just a cultivator close to the Holy Domain, and judging from the fluctuations in the soul power on his body, he should be a sorcerer, at most he could be regarded as a high-level sorcerer.

But listening to his tone, he had no reverence for Mo Evil Monarch, the former sect master, what was going on? It seemed that they were not from the Evil Monarch Sect at all, who gave him such confidence?

After carefully accompaniing a few words, Shui Xingjun got the permission of the short young man and took Ling Feng into the Contribution Hall. He said in a low voice, "Isn't it strange that Sect Master had such a bad attitude just now?" Without waiting for Ling Feng to answer, he explained to himself: "Presumably the Sect Master also saw that that person was a magic alchemist. At the beginning of each month, the disciples in the sect will send the collected raw materials here, and then the alchemists here will verify the value, and finally give them different contribution points according to the value. Disciples can exchange the corresponding exercises from the sect according to their contribution points, or ask a pseudo-spirit-level powerhouse, or even the sect master himself to give them points for cultivation!"

Ling Feng was stunned, the name of the original Contribution Hall came from this, and he was secretly shocked, compared to the rudeness of the Baye Sect, the Evil Monarch Sect's management of disciples was undoubtedly more refined. The promotion regulations are also clear and distinct, which can ensure fairness to the greatest extent and give the sect the strength to gather more talented disciples!

Compared to the Oro Empire, the Endless Wasteland has raised the status of the alchemists to a higher level, and if the truly powerful alchemists are able to be recruited and respected by all the sects, it is too terrifying for the Evil Monarch Sect to elevate the alchemists to such a high level, and even let them be independent of the sect. From what the short young man said, he couldn't see the slightest sense of belonging to the sect, so what was the use of such a subordinate?

As if seeing Ling Feng's confusion clearly, Shui Xingjun said: "The reason why they have such confidence is related to the hall master here, You Tianchi. After a pause, he continued: "You Tianchi is a pseudo-spirit-level alchemist, and he himself refines the soul system exercises, and he is only one line away from completing his refined skills, and he has officially stepped into the ranks of spirit-level alchemists!"

Ling Feng somewhat understood, for ordinary sects, having a spirit-level alchemist meant that the sect was very lucky, even at the level of the seven major sects, there were only one alchemist of this level under the command of a few sects!

The reason why the alchemist is known as the strongest in the spirit level is that the soul system essence technique is extremely powerful. However, it is extremely difficult to cultivate into a soul system refinement technique! A martial artist does not have a great opportunity, and if he wants to become a spirit level by relying on dedicated hard cultivation, the difficulty will be extremely amazing.

Another tricky method is to kill a soul spirit and take out his nuclear crystal to refine the essence crystal seal. However, the number of such powerhouses is not too many, and so far, Ling Feng has only seen it in Ye Kunwu.

Either method is not very easy, which is no wonder that Mo Evil Jun gave the Contribution Hall so much power, and even did not hesitate to damage his own majesty to recruit You Tianchi. Unexpectedly, he is still a person with such a mind, if he is allowed to improve his cultivation a little more, maybe he can really carry forward the Evil Monarch Sect.

Ling Feng continued to visit with Shui Xingjun, and it was said that there were a total of fourteen alchemists here, most of whom were supreme level alchemists. There are four of the highest pseudo-spirit level alchemists, and these four have only cultivated today after following You Tianchi.

This result surprised Ling Feng a little, it seemed that this You Tianchi was not only a genius in cultivation, but also a good hand at cultivating people under him.

Each of the alchemists occupied a living room, the area was very large, and the door of their living room was firmly closed on weekdays, and no one came out to welcome Ling Feng and the others. The remaining few rooms were used to store the raw materials for refining the chapter, Ling Feng glanced at them a few times and was no longer interested, although these were also rare, especially some of the demon cores were of extremely high grade, but they were too far from the harvest that Cao Jishuai plundered from the Xuanyuan Sect.

After turning around the entire hall, Shui Xingjun stopped in front of a pillar, and first glanced at Ling Feng and the others, the deliberate flattery in his eyes disappeared invisibly, and there was a trace of killing intent in it. And his expression seemed sad and relieved, strangely changing.

"Not good!"

Ling Feng immediately realized that something was wrong, his sensitive mind made him feel an extremely dangerous aura gushing out, and he waved his hand fiercely: "Kill him!"

"It's too late!" Shui Xingjun's face became extremely hideous, and he laughed wildly: "I want you to accompany my sect master to the funeral!" The sect master in his mouth naturally would not be Ling Feng, at this moment, his hidden intention was completely exposed, his jade white face became red, and the green tendons on his face appeared like the roots of an old tree, almost not like a human being, and an incomparably terrifying aura came out.

Shui Xingjun slapped down on the pillar beside him fiercely: "You all have to die!"

Thundered!

As if the Heavenly Pillar had toppled down, the turquoise pillar shattered into two, and a deep aura came out of the shattered crypt. "Whoa, whoa" The strange sound continued, and a crimson clutch poked out of the ground, and grabbed Shui Xingjun who was blocking him in the palm of his hand.

Shui Xingjun showed a relieved look, and in the midst of bursts of poignant laughter, his whole person disappeared silently!

No, it's not disappearing!

In Ling Feng's shocked eyes, he saw that the big red hand had tillered into hundreds of thumb-sized insects, and the whole body of the insects was red and shimmering with the luster of metal armor, and the surface was covered with a layer of water-like ripples. They spread their teeth and frantically chewed Shui Xingjun into minced meat, then swallowed it.

"Buzz!"

Before Ling Feng could think clearly, a strange sound beyond the limit of the eardrum came out from the pillar crypt, directly resounding in the depths of the sea of knowledge, and a strong sense of dizziness made everyone couldn't help but snort!

"It's a soul attack, you come in!" As he spoke, Ling Feng's eyebrows shook, and he opened the strange box and took everyone in. The soul attack did not come from these strange insects, but only revealed a trace of such strength, which surprised Ling Feng very much.

"Who opened the pillar of the town hall?" a furious shout came, followed by an old man in a white robe, covered in silver thread, with a face like an ancient moon, who shot at a rapid pace, followed by several figures, each with a panicked look on their faces.

As soon as he saw Ling Feng standing alone, the old man immediately said angrily: "Look at the good things you have done, we all have to explain here today!" In the middle of the words, as soon as he raised his hand, countless sharp sounds of breaking the air attacked, only to see a series of tangible and qualitative ripples shooting through the air.

With a muffled buzzing sound, the monster insects fell with a scream, their bodies intact, but streams of brain-like fluid burst out of their eyeballs.

At the critical moment, Ling Feng didn't bother to argue with the old man about who was the culprit, but he was slightly stunned when he saw that the menacing strange insect was eliminated so easily. Immediately, Ling Feng understood—Soul Attack!

The bodies of these monster insects are extremely hard, but their soul power is relatively weak, and it is most effective to attack them with their souls. Ling Feng also understood that Shui Xingjun must have lost the idea of survival, so he would not make any resistance, otherwise, as long as he cast the Spirit Domain, it would be very easy to deal with this batch of strange insects.

Unexpectedly, his precautions were still poor, and Ling Feng's heart was slightly depressed.

At this time, Ling Feng also understood the identity of the old man, and he must be the master of the Contribution Hall! He thought about it in his heart, but he did not slack off in his hand, and with a flick of his hand, he put away the corpses of strange insects all over the ground.

This move made the old man laugh angrily: "Xiao'er, you can take care of this matter when you can escape with your life!" When the words fell, he shouted fiercely: "Formation!"

The remaining thirteen alchemists immediately began to form a formation under his beckoning, and one after another soul power flew like flowing water towards You Tianchi, who was the leader, and then You Tianchi formed several incomparably complex Yuan Force seals and then fiercely deducted the hollow that was exposed on the ground: "Seal!"

The silver light was brilliant, and the entrance to the cave was firmly covered, but it didn't take long for something terrible to happen:

Shock, a ** vibration spread from the surface of the silver light, and then the entire hall began to shake, as if the end of the world had come.