Leng Feng and Mu Zichen walked together, Leng Feng asked all the way, Mu Zichen replied, and Mu Zichen didn't open his mouth when he met Mu Zichen who didn't want to answer. Without feeling at all, Shen Honglie had already included himself in the list of mortals.

The two of them walked for most of the day, and suddenly saw a monk fighting in front of them, saying that it was a fighting method, but in fact, they were chasing and killing, and dozens of contemplative monks were chasing and killing six contemplative monks.

Leng Feng did not rush forward, but watched quietly, he could see that these six monks were from the Unified Domain, and it could even be said that they were from the same sect, but these dozens were not, they were all dressed in various clothes, and they could see at a glance that there was definitely more than one domain.

"Daoist friends of Cangyu, don't do fearless resistance anymore, join us ······"

"Despicable villain, do you really think you can win with as many as you want?"

"Again, as long as you are obedient······"

"Phew, you won't be around for long. ”

Interrupted twice, the monk who spoke was very unhappy, his face was gloomy, and the spiritual weapon in his hand was immediately attacked, and the result was very clear, and a cry of pain and wailing came from those monks who were being hunted down, and the voice became smaller and smaller, until at last, there was no sound at all.

Leng Feng watched quietly, I don't know why they were fighting, but this was close to fighting with the group.

"Who. ”

Among the dozens of monks, someone suddenly spoke, looking at where Leng Feng was.

Hearing his words, everyone looked at Leng Feng, no one suspected that he was tricky, his exercises were more special, and he was the best at finding people and chasing them.

Feeling dozens of gazes, Leng Feng looked at Mu Zichen a little helplessly, his concealment technique was something that the void cultivators could not see, it must have been Mu Zichen who had exposed his breath. Seeing Leng Feng's gaze, Mu Zichen lowered his head a little indebtedly.

Indeed, just now several monks died in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but move, so it led to the leakage of his breath.

"It turned out to be two people. ”

The monk who pointed out Leng Feng gasped, he was full of confidence in his exercises, he had never missed, he only felt one Tao before, and at this moment, he actually walked out of the two of them. And this young male cultivator actually had an inexplicable sense of crisis.

Hearing the monk's words, everyone knew that the monk in front of him was not simple, and looking at Leng Feng's walk-in, a monk of about thirty walked out of the crowd.

The monk was dressed in striped clothes, and several colors intersected, and such clothes should be monks of the Xuan Domain. The monk smiled and threw his fist at Leng Feng.

"This fellow Daoist, I don't know what to call it. ”

"Dragon. ”

Leng Feng's answer was simple and indifferent, after all, he was still the monk in red armor.

"Qiu Long?" the monk couldn't help but say in his heart, his mind spun rapidly, thinking about which leader in the Eastern Wilderness was called Qiu Long, but after thinking about it, he didn't, a peer named Qiu Long, maybe a pseudonym, but Leng Feng's posture and demeanor still did not appear in his mind, a suitable sound and shadow.

He looked back at the people, perhaps unheard of by himself, but all eyes told him that they had not heard of the monk.

"Maybe it's a casual practice that doesn't ask about the world. One person in the crowd spoke.

Hearing the man's message, the monk smiled again.

"I don't know what domain my friend is from. ”

"Suzerain. ”

This time Leng Feng didn't hide it, he also wanted to know if there were any cultivators from the sect in their crowd.

"Sect Domain, that's really a coincidence, in our alliance, there are many Sect Dao friends, I don't know if you are interested in joining us?"

The monk in his thirties opened his mouth to invite, don't underestimate this monk, maybe he will get his help in the future, as far as he knows, the forces here are not only on their side, more monks have formed several alliances, and at this moment they have entered the latter stage of the trip to the ancient capital, and the monks who come alone are either strong or fall and die.

At first, this was just a monk's experience, at most it was just a sect encounter, in order to meet foreign enemies, although there were fewer enemies, but there was no problem in surviving, after all, the monks of a sect were also limited, but I don't know when a force appeared, they did not have the restrictions of the sect, and there was no restriction of the large domain, and their number was enough to sweep all the forces.

And like these monks in front of them, they can only look at it and run away, I don't know when, the three major sects formed an alliance and sent a war to that force, but the result was not over, the three major sects ended in a fiasco, although the defeat was a fiasco, but all the monks have understood that only by holding a group can they survive, and only by holding a large group can they rise up against that force. And all of this seems to be because of a horse.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm used to being alone, and I don't like to walk with Taoist friends. ”

"Don't be ashamed, I don't know your identity, but the woman behind her has a grudge against Lao Tzu. ”

Before the monk could speak, a thin and gloomy monk walked out of the crowd, looking at Mu Zichen with resentment, and hearing this, Leng Feng looked at Mu Zichen, when did Mu Zichen provoke this person, but from Mu Zichen's eyes, she didn't know this monk.

"Don't think about it, she's from the Western Shu Region. ”

"What, from the Western Shu Domain. Saying that, there were several more people in the crowd, and their eyes looked at Leng Feng and Mu Zichen with resentment. Their companions were all killed by the monks of the Western Shu Domain, and of course they were even more resentful when they saw the monks of the Western Shu Domain.

Seeing this scene, Leng Feng frowned slightly, it seemed that there was a lot of trouble.

Just as Leng Feng was thinking about how to deal with it, the monk who had spoken before suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped the monk who walked out.

"Fellow Daoists can see that if you don't add people to us, then you are our enemy. ”

"Hmph, I'm still the same. Leng Feng snorted coldly, his eyes were full of murderous aura, he knew that this big battle was inevitable.

"What do you give a dead body to ramble. "Saying this, the monk attacked, and a powerful spiritual power approached Leng Feng's throat.

Seeing his move, all the monks were not silent, and they all came to attack Leng Feng, after all, they were all in the same boat.

Looking at the offensive in the sky, Leng Feng scolded with a dirty word, and fled into the distance with Mu Zichen, more than forty contemplation monks, and they were all famous in the Eastern Wilderness, fighting them head-on, unless Leng Feng was stupid.

"Run. ”

Leng Feng transmitted, Tianya Bu exerted all his strength, and disappeared in an instant, while Mu Zichen was bitter and unspeakable, she didn't have Leng Feng's ability, more than forty attacks, she even fled and hid, and was still hit by several hits.

Leng Feng in front of him suddenly stopped, and the secret saying in his heart was not good, he lost someone, this can't be blamed on Leng Feng, this kind of escape scene, Leng Feng has never seen it rarely, whether it was Du Huatian or Thunder Beast, they were all fleeing for their own lives, but when they suddenly looked back, they found Mu Zichen, who was pale behind him, and his heart couldn't help twitching.

Immediately, his body turned around, stopped many attacks for Mu Zichen, turned around and picked up Mu Zichen, and fled into the distance.

If you talk about the kung fu of escaping, there are really few people who can catch up with Leng Feng in the concentration, but at this moment, it is different from the past, Leng Feng is still holding Mu Zichen, and his speed is greatly slowed down by a few points, and the offensive in the rear is constantly attacking, if Leng Feng is alone, he will definitely look at nothing, but at this moment, he is still with Mu Zichen, not only the speed has decreased, but even the body technique cannot be fully displayed.

made several strong attacks suffered by himself, but fortunately, he was wearing armor, but despite the armor, Leng Feng grinned in pain.

Although the speed of holding Mu Zichen's cold front slowed down, it was not something that ordinary monks could chase, his body was like a meteor, shuttling through the deep forest, fleeing was helpless, and it was even more painful, every breath was so terrifying, and the offensive behind was endless, both to avoid and escape, but it was a huge effort.

For half an hour, Leng Feng didn't know how many miles he had fled, and he kept exerting his attacks one after another, dodging if he could, resisting if he couldn't, and not blocking the attack, which would take more spiritual power.

And Mu Zichen, who was in Leng Feng's arms, looked at Leng Feng who changed his face in surprise, a little happy, but more guilty.

There are fewer and fewer offensives in the rear, but Leng Feng is also becoming more and more unbearable, although Tianyabu is ingenious, but he has fled for nearly an hour, and the cost of spiritual power is also huge.

Leng Feng's divine sense looked back, and there were only three monks left who could catch up with him, and the rest of the monks were already hundreds of miles away from here.

Suddenly, Leng Feng smiled, threw Mu Zichen forward, and warned her to keep running.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the three closest people had a bad feeling, but the divine sense swept back, and their companions could arrive in less than twenty breaths, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, he didn't believe that the young man in front of him could kill them within twenty breaths, and they only needed to hold on for twenty breaths to hunt this monk here.

"Present"

Leng Feng shouted, and eighty-one spirit swords suddenly appeared in the void, and the spirit swords were full of thunder, any one of which was comparable to the spirit weapon at the peak of condensation, and the destruction it exuded made ordinary spirit weapons incomparable.

This is the eighty-one spirit swords that Leng Feng condensed before entering the ancient capital, and the condensation of the spirit swords was in the thunder sea, and it was a full three days of blending.

"Condensation"

There was another shout, and with this cold front's shout, a thunderous dragon roar appeared.

It was a silver dragon, lifelike, its eyes burst with thunder, and thunder erupted above its body, and around this silver dragon, there seemed to be the sound of the void shattering. The moment the silver dragon was formed, it went straight to the three of them to attack and kill, because of the close distance, the speed was so fast, even the divine sense could not catch it, the dragon's mouth was wide open, and the two concentrating cultivators were swallowed into their stomachs with just one breath.

The two monks who entered the dragon's belly, facing the cold front's Ten Thousand Swords Array, only the sound of wailing, one after another with thunderous swords, like rain, continued to pierce the bodies of the two monks.

Then the figure turned, and the tail swung out, and attacked the monk who was outside, the attack was strong and destructive, and the monk was just about to resist, and suddenly his eyes fell into the void without a look.

It was the arrow feather shot by Leng Feng, and the arrow feather pierced through the center of his eyebrows, and then Leng Feng beckoned, and the spirit sword that turned into a stegosaurus suddenly sank into Leng Feng's body. The dissipation of the stegosaurus, revealing the remains of the two monks, fell like the first corpse.

It seems to be a simple duel, but Leng Feng is also going all out, stegosaurus, blood condensation bow, which one is not used when dealing with strong opponents, if it is not to buy time, Leng Feng will not use both.

Looking at the monk who came quickly, Leng Feng's eyes were cold, but he still fled, he knew very well that he would be more passive next.