On a barren mountain of nothingness, a moment later, a middle-aged man with a delicate appearance, dressed in white, was about thirty years old.

"Well, the master has arrived on Penglai Island, what are the plans?"

"Plans?" Ye Feng frowned, and then smiled bitterly, "To be fair, no." ”

"No?" Mengdie was stunned, in her mind, the master has always been wise, planning and then acting.

"This time it's different, the power of the Flame Gate is too great, and since the newly discovered Fire Vein, since it is very likely to be the Qilin's resting place, then except for the most important elder in the Gate, I am afraid that no one else will want to enter. In other words, those who are cultivating in the fire vein are all old monsters of the sect's first-line heavenly stage......"

Hearing this, Mengdie's expression was very ugly. Originally, she also wanted to build yì master to blend in, but now it seems that this idea is simply a fantasy.

In front of so many old monsters, blending into it is simply dancing on the tip of a knife, and once discovered, I am afraid there is no way to escape.

"How is that good?" Meng Diexiu frowned slightly, but she didn't have any idea at all.

Ye Feng opened his mouth and was about to say something, when suddenly an earth-shattering popping sound came into his ears. The aura surged, and then a black cloud came into view.

I saw that above the sky, behind a black cloud, seven or eight streamers of light crossed by. Pursued.

"Huh?"

Ye Feng's eyes moved, but his expression was full of surprise. The black cloud looked very familiar.

I haven't been outside the island for a long time, but there aren't many people who know each other, who will be the guy inside?

Ye Feng released his divine sense and began to search.

After a slight sweep, his face took on a somewhat strange look.

As the saying goes, it's not that enemies don't get together, Ye Feng never thought that he had just come to Penglai Island and met the old rival Master Qingku.

When he was in the puppet sect, he suffered a lot. The chased chickens fly and the dogs jump.

Of course, the three days of Shibei should be impressive. With Ye Feng's current cultivation as a supernatural power, naturally there is no need to be afraid of this old monster.

But he didn't want to meet him on a narrow road, a meaningless fight, Ye Feng was not interested in it at all.

However, the scene in front of me was a little surprising.

Master Qingku was hidden in the black clouds, but he obviously showed a bit of wolf bèi, as if he was seriously injured. Originally, this was not surprising, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon on Penglai Island. Even if it's an old monster in the first line of heaven, it will occasionally get hurt.

What is surprising is that the seven or eight retreats chasing him are clearly just monks in the feather stage.

Make no mistake, even if the other party has a large number of people, there is no reason for the enemy to be an old monster who has passed the first line of heaven.

Ye Feng showed a solemn look on his face, released his divine sense again, expanded the scope of the search, and still found nothing, and there were no masters hiding nearby. And after a slight delay, the other party is already very close to him.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, since the prey hit the door, of course he had no reason to let it go.

His body shook, his exercises were displayed, and in a crackling sound, he turned into a thin old man.

Although this method has a time limit, it can deceive the divine consciousness of the monks of the same level, and it is impossible for both Master Qingku and the seven or eight monks in the feather stage behind him to see the slightest flaw.

At this point, Ye Feng is still sure.

And Master Qingku panicked, and the black cloud was closer to him at this moment.

When Ye Feng saw this, a wisp of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and when he raised his hand, several cyan sword lights flashed above his head.

"Go!"

With Ye Feng's soft shout, those sword lights were like powerful arrows shot out of a strong bow, connecting into a line and shooting towards the black clouds.

Master Qingku was shocked, he had been paying attention to the scene behind him, and only then did he notice that there was someone blocking the road in front of him, and his expression was naturally becoming more and more ugly.

With resentment in his heart, thinking about his dignified first-line Heavenly Monk, but at the moment he was cornered by a few juniors, the depressed feeling was simply indescribable.

But now is not the time to be reckless!

With a snort, a few black Jiao flew out of the black clouds, and threw themselves towards the sword light.

Puff puff......

The two collided, but the battle situation was one-sided, and the sword light easily killed the demon cloud.

It was so relaxed, even Ye Feng showed a surprised look, this old devil's injury was slightly more serious than he imagined.

However, when he got the gap, the demon cloud also changed direction and struck towards his side. Novel: Http://wWw.75txt./

However, Ye Feng would let him run away, the blue light flashed on his body, and he had already blocked the front.

"This fellow Daoist, we have no grievances and no hatred, why don't you stop the old man!" In the black clouds, a hoarse voice came, with a somewhat pleading look.

At this time, Master Qingku had already seen Ye Feng's face clearly, obviously he hadn't seen it, and as for the clothes, it was obviously not related to the guy chasing him behind, which was a bit strange...... Could it be that he was really unlucky today? This guy inexplicably attacked himself, did he want to kill people and rob treasures?

Master Qingku's expression couldn't help but laugh, he hadn't seen this kind of thing before, but since he stepped into the first line of heaven, he hadn't encountered it again.

To be right, only he robbed others, when was he coveted by juniors, and today ......

However, as the saying goes, when people are under the eaves, they have to bow their heads, although Ye Feng performed the exercises and controlled the cultivation to control the cultivation around the late stage of feathering, at this moment, he can't be offended in the slightest, he can only persuade with good words. Ye Feng naturally regarded it as the wind in his ears, it was rare to meet this old monster in distress, not to fall into the well, and to take advantage of the fire to rob it, it was really sick.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, it is difficult to move an inch in the cultivation world if he is soft-hearted.

Seeing that the other party was unmoved, Master Qingku gritted his teeth, the black clouds surged, and the demonic qi became even thicker than just now.

In terms of momentum alone, it is a bit terrifying, but unfortunately Ye Feng is not a cultivator in the late stage of feathering, how can this little scene be put in his eyes?

Seeing that the threat was not working, the black cloud flickered, and suddenly turned into three, shooting towards different places.

Magic!

It's a pity that it's the class that gets the axe, if it is used by Master Qingku in his heyday, it may cause some trouble to Ye Feng, but now, he is under a heavy responsibility, and his cultivation is a big fall, with Ye Feng's powerful divine sense, it is not difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

The whole body was full of green mangs, Ye Feng didn't care about the rest, and chased directly towards the black cloud on the left.

With a single finger in mid-air, dozens of sword rays appeared in the air, shooting towards the other party.

"Impossible, how can you identify the old man?" Master Qingku was shocked and angry, and his confidence became more and more insufficient.

And this stop, the seven or eight rays of light behind finally caught up in front of him, and the light converged, revealing several men and women in the Nirvana period.

Tall, short, fat and thin, suspended in mid-air in a fan-shape, faintly encircled.

Regardless of whether they are men or women, each of them looks ghostly, and they are obviously monks of the Demon Sect.

"Bitter old monster, you first suffered a slap from Uncle Sun's mysterious ghost and god melon, and then you were hit by Uncle Murong's big anti-heaven seal, and now it is the end of the strong crossbow, why do you have to escape, obediently tie your hands and capture. You can suffer a little less, as long as you promise to hand over that treasure, we may not be able to let you live. Among the eight monks, a man with a black face was the leader, who glanced at the black clouds in front of him and spoke slowly.

"Ignorant junior, you are a three-year-old child when you are an old man, you will believe your nonsense, let me live, hum!

Aren't you afraid that after the old man goes back to heal his injuries, he will slowly seek revenge on you?" Master Qingku is worthy of being a level 10 god/19181/generation demon, even at this moment, his face is still full of ruthlessness. coldly point out the loopholes in the other party's words. "Old monster, you are quick to talk, okay, I won't tell lies in front of real people, as long as you are willing to hand over that treasure, we will not do this killing thing, at least how about reincarnating your soul?" The black-faced man was exposed to the lie, but there was no embarrassment on his face, but he sneered and spoke.

These words do have a few sinceritys, but the master of Qingku's generation of heroes, how can there be any reason to accept, the soul reincarnation is useless, God knows whether to be reincarnated as a pig or what to do in the next life, even if he is still reincarnated as a human body, whether he can step into the immortal road, or two words.

He glanced at the enemy, his eyes were full of resentment, and from beginning to end, Ye Feng was ignored by the other party.

For this group of strange monks, destroying the Master of Pure Suffering and taking back the treasures in his hands are the first priority, as for the old man who suddenly appeared next to him, although his cultivation is not weak, he is lonely. Naturally, they don't take it seriously.

"How's it going, old monster, have you thought about it?"

"Junior, don't be too arrogant, if you want the old man's life, I'm afraid I will break a few of your teeth!" Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, a trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of Master Qingku, yes, he was indeed seriously injured, but as the saying goes, a thin camel is bigger than a horse, and he is a first-line Heavenly Monk, how can he be captured in humiliation, no matter what, he has to fight.

The demon cloud surged, and then dispersed, out of the face of the old monster, I saw that his face was blue and white, and his chest was even more bloodstained, which was the surrounding demonic qi, although it kept surging, but it was also strong and weak, obviously in a very unstable state.

The grim gaze swept over the bodies of the surrounding monks one by one, and their faces were full of resentment.

When Ye Feng saw it, he frowned, and quietly withdrew a few feet away, although his cultivation is not what it used to be, but he still has the idea of mixing fish in troubled waters. The sky was getting darker and darker. At this moment, Master Qingku raised his head, and a roar like a beast came out of his throat, his face suddenly turned red like blood, and a layer of substantial anger appeared between his eyebrows.

"It's not good, this old monster wants to use some kind of secret technique to suppress injuries, don't hesitate, hurry up. The black-faced man was also well-informed, and he drank without hesitation.

Before the words fell, he had already stretched out his hand, slapped it on the storage bag, and immediately flew out of it A pair of double swords, and several other people listened to it, and they also did not dare to slack off, and they each sacrificed their magic weapons. With so many Feather Stage monks making a move together, the momentum should not be underestimated.

There was a hint of solemnity on Master Qingku's face, if he was in his prime, he would naturally not take these juniors in his eyes, but now that he is seriously injured, his cultivation is only one-tenth or twelve at most.

If you don't get it, you'll really fall here!

Knowing that the shape is steep, how dare the master of Qing Ku hide his clumsiness, and he is busy sacrificing his natal magic weapon.

It was a bone about a few feet long, with a surging demonic energy, mixed with a terrible ghost cry, this unjust soul bone stick was a notorious murderous thing.

There was also a faint fear on the faces of the monks, but at this moment, they were ready to send it!

"Hurry!"

The black-faced monk pointed at his fingers, and the pair of twin swords flickered, turning into two black dragons, and swooped towards the master of pure bitterness viciously.

"Look for death!"

Master Qingku naturally did not stop, he pinched a strange trick in each hand, the demon bone rod in his hand rotated wildly, and a cloud of magic clouds spread around, and inside the demon cloud, countless hideous and abnormal ghost heads appeared.

The red light in the eyes of those ghost heads flickered, and they opened their mouths together, and the turquoise ghost fire spat out from it, and the dragon transformed by the twin swords was immediately blocked.

But immediately after, the magic weapons sacrificed by the other monks were also killed.

Boom, the sound of popping kept coming into the ears, but the volume of the demon cloud was compressed step by step, and it was obvious that the old monster after being injured was no match for so many Feather Stage Cultivators joining forces.

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't get involved, but just used his divine sense to firmly lock the essence of Master Qingku.

After fighting for a while, a thunderous crackling sound suddenly came to my ears, but it was the magic fire that was broken. The magic weapon began to encircle and suppress the ghosts.

Burst......

Master Qingku spat out a mouthful of blood, his face became more and more pale, and suddenly, with a flash of cold light, a flying knife appeared strangely behind him, and poked it fiercely at his vest.

The incident happened suddenly, and Master Qingku didn't have time to dodge at all.

Bloodshot Splash!

The monks were overjoyed, and took advantage of his illness to kill him, and the remaining magic weapons were also slashed at the remnants of the old monster.

A tiger is always a tiger, and even if it is a first-line Heavenly Cultivator who is seriously injured, they do not dare to be careless at all.

If you have the opportunity to kill the other party, you will naturally not be merciful.

None of them missed, and all the magic weapons were hit, but something strange happened, and Master Qingku's body burst with a bang, turning into a broken spirit rune.

This sudden change stunned everyone.

"No...... Not good, it's a stand-in. "The Monk is a well-informed man.

The so-called stand-in talisman, as the name suggests, is also a kind of special talisman, but its precious Cheng dù is probably second only to the talisman treasure.

If you want to refine this talisman, you must cultivate at least in the feather stage, and for the rune, you must also meet the requirements of the grandmaster level.

Even so, the success rate of refining this talisman is still pitifully low.

Out of ten, it is God forbid to succeed once or twice.

You must know that the materials used to refine this talisman are extremely precious, and if you fail, you can all waste it.

From this, it can be inferred how precious this stand-in charm is, and occasionally appears in the market, and it can always fetch sky-high price of spars...... That huge number, but even the old monster of the first-line heaven period is painful.

But then again, it's a little more expensive, but it's definitely worth the money, and at critical moments, it can save your life.

Master Qingku had this in mind when he photographed the stand-in talisman back then, but he never thought that it was a few small feather stage monks who forced him to use it.

At this moment, with this talisman to resist the attack, his true body has escaped dozens of zhang, far from it, but it has been out of the encirclement.

A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, the master of bitterness doesn't want to be entangled, and it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years!

This old guy's methods are also extraordinary, but unfortunately Ye Feng is standing next to him, and his divine sense has locked him, so he is naturally going to stop him at this moment.

I saw Ye Feng wave his right hand, and a black flame dragged out, turning into a black dragon several feet long. On the surface, it looks inconspicuous, but the speed is extremely fast, and in a flash, he came to the front of Master Qingku.

"You ......" The old monster was so angry that he smoked, if it hadn't been for this person to stop him, he might have escaped a long time ago, and now he saw that he was about to escape from the encirclement, he actually helped the wicked man who was in the way, it was bearable, which was unbearable! As the saying goes, clay people have three points of fire. What's more, Master Qingku is a first-line heavenly monster, from the Buddha to the devil, and his temper is short-tempered, which is even more conceivable.

Because he was seriously injured, he had to endure it again and again, but this guy in front of him was too deceitful, and the tiger was not powerful, so he really thought he was a sick cat!

A wisp of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and Master Qingku stretched out his hand and slammed his chest hard, and a stream of essence blood spurted out of his mouth.

After the essence blood left the body, it immediately expanded rapidly, turning into a sharp bone spear, and there were countless black runes lingering on the surface, which looked mysterious and abnormal.

"Go!"

The bloody aura was raised, and the white bones pierced the other party like lightning piercing the sky.

Ye Feng's light slowed down slightly, and the other party's hateful blow should not be underestimated, he stretched out his hand and slapped it on the storage bag, and there was already a palm-sized shield in his palm.

This shield is made of white bones, ghostly, and in the middle of the shield, there is a hideous grimace.

Three Yin White Bone Shield!

In the battle of the corpse gas swamp, Ye Feng's harvest was not small, such as the shield at this moment, as well as the yin and yang fan.

A spell struck it, and the shield swelled suddenly, grimacing and spitting out a yin wind. Protect the leaf wind in it.

"Huh!"

Master Qingku's face showed a look of pity, these three yin and white bone shields should belong to an old monster in Wangui Lake, why did it come to the hands of this kid, of course, he is not in the mood to care about these now, his body turned around, and he wanted to escape again.

It's a pity that it's too late, the demon snake transformed by the fire of a hundred poisons has been hiding beside it, and at this moment, when he saw the opportunity, he immediately jumped out.

Castration was like lightning, and in an instant, he came to the front of the old monster, and Master Qingku had no way to hide, but he didn't put this inconspicuous magic fire in his eyes.

After snorting, he raised his left hand, and his entire palm was wrapped in the surging demonic qi, and he grabbed the black Jiao fiercely.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth showed a hint of ridicule, he also deserved this old monster's bad luck, after being seriously injured, his divine sense was also greatly affected, otherwise he would not have failed to see the power of this hundred poisonous fire......

"Ahh

When the two came into contact, the demonic qi not only did not have the slightest effect of blocking, but instead was like adding fuel to the fire and was ignited all at once.

In the blink of an eye, it rushed into the body of Master Qingku.

A terrible scream came to his ears, if Master Qingku was in his heyday, he might be able to barely resist one or two with his own cultivation, but now, the whole has become a burning fire man.

The incident happened suddenly, and the few Feathering Stage Monks were stunned, and there was a trace of horror on their faces.

Ye Feng didn't pay attention to them at all, but stared at the burning fire man tightly.

With a bang, the flames shone brightly, and Master Qingku's body was torn apart, but a ray of black light escaped from the flames quickly.

The speed was extremely fast, but Ye Feng could still see clearly, it was a villain of one or two inches.

A silver lining!

Unlike other monks, even if the first-line heaven stage monster has no body, it is not considered to have fallen, and the first-line heaven can regain his life.

But at this moment, Ye Feng naturally wouldn't let him escape.

An object slipped from the sleeve and fell into the palm of the hand, which is the magic weapon of the Qiankun circle.

Yuan Shen's little face was full of resentment, and his hands were still tightly holding the storage bag in his arms, and his whole body flashed with a flash of inspiration, and he actually escaped dozens of feet away strangely.

Teleport!

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, this was also one of the most difficult skills in the first line of heaven, and he did not hesitate to sacrifice the magic weapon in his hand.

The object flashed, and it disappeared from the spot, and then a terrible and frightened voice came. The ray of heaven fell from mid-air, and a small ring was attached to the waist.

"No...... Impossible, what kind of treasure are you, you can actually break my teleportation spell!" A line of heaven was full of resentment, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"Hmph. Ye Feng was naturally not interested in explaining anything to him, with a flick of his wrist, the cold light on the Qiankun circle flickered, and in a moment, he was trapped by the primordial spirit of this demon, and then waved again, and took the other party back to his palm.

The dual-attribute magic weapon is really easy to use, and after Ye Feng condensed into a demon baby, he has gradually begun to exert his powerful powers.

With the force of the five fingers, several sword qi shot out, the ice broke, and the first line of heaven was also killed, leaving only a storage bag, Ye Feng naturally took it without hesitation.

The whole process was electric and flint, from the first line of the master of Qingku's escape, to being destroyed by Ye Feng's ice, but in the blink of an eye.

By the time the monks reacted, all the qiē had ended.

Ye Feng looked at the storage bag in his hand, his face was full of joy, this time he accidentally wiped out a strong enemy, and the storage bag of a first-line heavenly monk would definitely make a fortune.

Of course, he didn't have time to clean up slowly, because the monks had quietly approached, and they were all staring at the storage bag in his hand with greedy looks.

Ye Feng frowned, these people were chasing after Master Qingku, it seemed that they were not just ordered to hunt and kill, but also wanted to retrieve a certain treasure from the hands of the old monster.

And now that the storage bag is in their own hands, it's no wonder they don't want to give up.

Of course, Ye Feng was different from Master Qingku, he was full of energy, so he naturally had no fear of several Feather Stage cultivators.

His face was expressionless, suspended in mid-air.

Seeing that Ye Feng was fearless, the monks all muttered a little in their hearts, although the cultivation shown by Ye Feng was only in the late stage of feathering. But the method of killing the master of pure suffering just now can make them feel cold for a while.

Although there are many people on his side, there is nothing to fear, but for the sake of safety, it seems that he should not fight this strange enemy rashly.

The other party's cultivation is obviously not high, but it gives them an unfathomable strange feeling.

"I don't know the name of this Taoist friend, Lei Bao, the deacon of the outer hall of Xia Wangui Lake, thank you for your help. The black-faced monk clenched his fists and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Ye Feng listened, his brows furrowed, this person was rude on the surface, but in fact, he was a scheming guy. Through his common name, he has made his identity clear. Wangui Lake, that is a big force on Penglai Island, the other party is doing this, there is obviously a threat in it. It's a pity that it's useless for me.

"In Xia Qin Wushuang, he was originally a casual cultivator, and he had a big enmity with that bitter old monster, so he didn't talk about any righteous action just now, but he just fell into the well. Ye Feng's face was expressionless, and he spoke lightly. Daoyou laughed. Ye Feng said so frankly that several monks in Wangui Lake looked at each other, and the black-faced monk was stunned and looked a little uncomfortable. "No matter what, we are a few of the same people, and we are always very grateful to our fellow Daoists. ”