Chapter 102: Wasteland Stone Carvings

Ding Feng's eyes narrowed, and a fierce light appeared, but he smiled hesitantly: "Few of the people who want to kill me are still alive, for the sake of you being a little beauty, I will give you a chance to take out ten spirit crystals to buy life money, otherwise this is the place where you bury your bones!"

"You're ......!"

Ji Shuiyao is a contemporary saint of the Black Water Sect, with a noble status, in the sect, admired by thousands of disciples, favored by the elders, and awe-inspiring outside, how could he have suffered such a wretchedness.

However, she was worthy of being a saint, forcibly suppressed her hatred, and said coldly: "Do you really want to?"

"To give or not to give!"

Ding Feng's voice was as cold as ice.

The people around just watched quietly, no one persuaded or blocked, who had seen Ding Feng's ruthlessness, who dared to touch his head.

"Okay, I'll give it!"

Ji Shuiyao took out a small bag embroidered with lotus flowers and threw it over.

"Senior sister?"

Zhang Tiande and Zhao Hu hated each other, but they could only hold back.

"Recover with all your might, force your way through!"

Ji Shuiyao said coldly, and stepped aside.

Ding Feng didn't pay attention to them at all, looked at the ten spirit crystals in the bag, and couldn't help but sigh: "It is worthy of being a disciple of a big sect, you can carry so many spirit crystals with you, and if you kill such a genius disciple in the future, you must touch the corpse, otherwise it will be too wasteful!"

With a flick of his hand, he threw the bag on the ground and was burned to ashes by lightning.

Jian Wushuang and the others were cold, but they couldn't help but feel shocked when they saw the spirit crystal disappear out of thin air.

"Brother Ding, how about giving this grain to my junior brother? I only brought three spirit crystals!" Nangong Wuxian said.

"Good!"

Ding Feng readily agreed, there is no limit here, a heaven-level elixir is only ten energy points, and a piece of low-grade spirit crystal can be exchanged for one hundred energy points, and three pieces are three hundred points, thirty times the profit, which is shocking.

"Thank you!"

Nangong was overjoyed.

"The second one, who wants it!"

Ding Feng took out another one and shouted.

"Heaven-level elixir, at most worth 100 gold, and a spirit crystal, at least 1000 gold, and there is no price, Brother Ding, you can make a lot of money!" A young man said, "I don't have to worry about the night, I want this one, three spirit crystals!"

"I'll give four pieces!"

Jian Wushuang interjected.

"Sword Wushuang?

Ye Wuwu glanced at Jian Wushuang coldly.

"Five!"

Luo Shui spoke.

The crowd is silent!

Although the spirit crystal contains incomparably pure energy, it is not yet able to be absorbed by the heaven-level powerhouse, and it is just a physical body when worn on the body, and only the core disciples of the three major sects with wealth and wealth have some treasures, and even Ximen Mingyue may not have a piece.

The second pill returned to Luoshui, and the third was obtained by Jian Wushuang.

Three pills, in exchange for thirteen spirit crystals, plus ten pieces extorted from Ji Shuiyao's hands, a full twenty-three, equivalent to two thousand three hundred energy points.

Definitely a great harvest.

Even with Ding Feng's temperament, he couldn't help but be happy.

"Brother Ding, if you still have this kind of elixir, my Nangong family can buy it for a long time, and the price is negotiable!"

Nangong Wuxian said suddenly.

"You're not afraid of Emperor Chu, Song and Deng?"

Ding Feng said with a smile.

Nangong was stunned for a moment, and shook his head with a wry smile, "I'm sorry, I was reckless." ”

The current Ding Feng has aroused the anger of the heavens and people, and there are enemies everywhere, if it weren't for such a monument, I'm afraid that the ancestor would have killed him a long time ago.

How else to trade?

In the future, once Ding Feng emerges, I am afraid that the Nangong family will not make a move, and there will be a large number of strong people to arrest him.

Ding Feng left, and walked into the thunder mist under the complicated eyes of everyone.

"It's a pity!"

Jian Wushuang shook his head.

"yes, it's a pity for such an opponent!"

Nangong sighed innocently.

"He is like a mystery, his background is innocent, but all kinds of means have become fog, he can't see clearly, he can't see through, and the future may not be what it is?"

Luo Shui said lightly.

"The future is already doomed, he will definitely die!" Zhang Tiande snorted coldly, looked at the saint and said, "Senior sister, why didn't you make a move just now? Is there any suppression here, with the strength of the three of us, we are eighty percent sure that we will kill him!"

"Do you understand his methods?" Ji Shuiyao snorted coldly, "What else can you do besides being arrogant?"

"Senior sister, I'm ......!"

Zhang Tiande's face turned red suddenly, but he was interrupted by Ji Shuiyao, "Do you believe that he only has this one elixir? Or is it perfect quality, what does this mean? It means that he has a inheritance in his hands? And he has all kinds of charms in his hands, and he has divine weapons in his hands, how can you resist? Saying that you are stupid are praising you!"

Zhang Tiande was almost suffocated to death.

Stepping into the thunder fog, Ding Feng really understood the horror of the thunder fog, the little particles, all of them were thunder and lightning factors, and the unhindered pores of Guò penetrated into the body and turned into violent thunder, making him almost unbearable.

"No wonder they're scared!"

Ding Feng's body was shocked, and his true qi erupted, turning into a protective body qi, which could be quickly consumed under the entanglement of the thunder mist, "There is no strong physique, and there is no strong true qi, I want to pass through the thunder fog, delusional!"

Collected the true qi and let the thunder fog bombard.

Swish!

A purple thunder snake swam away from the side, ruining the breath of the air, making Ding Feng's hair count down and hurriedly dodge, but with his dodge, the mist turbulent, making his body sink suddenly, and the power of thunder and lightning pouring into his body became even more violent.

"Limit speed?"

After the purple lightning swam away, Ding Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but he also truly understood the horror of the thunder fog.

If you don't have a strong physique to resist it, you can only rely on your true qi to resist, and if you want to travel through the past, it will be difficult.

After walking about three hundred meters, he stepped out in one step, as if in another world, Ding Feng walked out of the thunder fog, and in front of him was a stone stele, a barren field, with a rotten atmosphere.

On the earth, there are piles of rocks, and there are deep ravines, and there are countless traces on the stone monuments.

"Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate!"

Three meters away, there was a five-meter-high stone stele, the upper left corner was cut off, and there were seven messy words of hatred engraved on it, Ding Feng's eyes were fixed, and he felt a monstrous hatred rushing towards his face, wanting to drown his mind.

"What a terrible hatred!"

After all, Ding Feng was determined, but he got rid of it in a moment, but he was amazed, I don't know how many years have passed here, but there is still such a will, you can imagine the strength of the other party.

"This is a sword mark, the sword intent of hatred!"

Ding Feng thought about it in his heart and looked carefully, but found that there was a heaven-level exercise recorded on the stone tablet, called the Heavenly Thunder Overlord Body, but unfortunately because the sword marks were mostly mutilated.

"The traces on the earth, the words of hatred on the stone tablet, are obviously the work of one person. ”

Ding Feng's heart sank like water, and he walked forward, looking at the sword marks crisscrossing the ground, and observing the inscriptions on the stone tablet.

"Hate the heavens and injustice!"

"Hate the ground!"

"Hate Lang Lang and there is no light!"

The sound of hatred turned into the sound of thunder, faintly resounding in the heart, shocking the heart.

Each stele is engraved with different handwriting, as far as the eye can see, this wasteland, not to mention thousands of stone tablets, and at the end of the wasteland, there is a huge stone wall, no less than 100 meters high, erecting the sky.

Kill Kill!

Ding Feng stared at it, on the huge stone wall, seven huge killing characters were carved from top to bottom, the killing intent pierced the sky, and Ding Feng faintly felt a feeling of splitting his skin thousands of kilometers away.

Kill, kill, kill, kill!

Kill, kill, kill, slaughter heaven and earth!

Kill, kill, kill, destroy everything!

Kill, kill, kill, kill all the spirits!

Left and right of the stone wall, the sword marks condensed into four sentences.

Ding Feng was shocked when he saw it.

"Monstrous hatred, endless murder, what the hell is going on here?"

Ding Feng pondered, and suddenly heard a 'click' sound under his feet, and looked down, but it was a dry bone buried in the ground, which shattered into ashes with a light step.

"This is supposed to be a place of preaching, but I don't know what's going on?

The fur boy walked over and said in thought.

PS: By the way, do you have a ticket? Can you add it to the bookshelf?

Lao Li's eggs are about to break!