The terrifying aura gradually faded away, until he could no longer feel a trace of oppression in his chest, and Mu Feng dared to push away Wang Dazhu, who had already passed out, and turned over.

He looked up in the direction where the dozen or so terrifying auras had disappeared, and he was shocked to find that it was the direction where the ethereal town was.

"These people must be the innate masters that my father said!"

Mu Feng thought to himself.

A quarter of an hour ago, he was pressed under Wang Dazhu, and through the tiny gap between the lion's skin cotton coat on the latter's body, he vaguely saw more than a dozen streamers flying out of the mountains deep in the Red Leaf Mountain, and then constantly approaching the two of them.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and used the lion-skin cotton coat on Wang Dazhu's body to disguise the two of them in time, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The cold wind howled, and flakes of snow flew up and down in the air like white elves.

Mu Feng glanced at Wang Dazhu, who had completely passed out and couldn't move forward alone.

In desperation, he quickly rushed to the side of the long-dead leopard, turned his hand and raised the black iron spear to stab the latter's already frozen body.

With its powerful strength, the black iron spear pierced directly through the neck of the leopard to the abdomen.

Then, Mu Feng pulled the black iron spear in his left hand, rushed to Wang Dazhu's side quickly, grabbed the latter's collar with his right hand, and suddenly carried the latter up.

"Plop ......".

Because Wang Dazhu's body was too fat, Mu Feng stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground.

"Damn fatty, when you wake up, the master will definitely beat you up. ”

Poor Wang Dazhu didn't know that he had been designated as a "meat target" by Mu Feng, and at this moment, he was swimming in endless sleep.

The location of the two of them was on the outermost part of the Red Leaf Mountains, and the road was lined with endless bushes, and if Wang Dazhu was left alone, the latter would be reduced to a dead corpse under the ravages of ice and snow in less than an hour.

Mu Feng held Wang Dazhu's ass in one hand and a black iron spear in the other, and the corpse of a leopard with a pattern hung at the other end of the iron spear.

Despite this, his steps were still very steady, and there was no solemnity on his little face, which was the powerful strength of the viscera realm martial artist.

Killing is always the quickest way to improve your strength.

In just over two months, Mu Feng has completed the tempering of the kidneys, liver, spleen, and lungs one after another, and now he is only a small part of his heart, and he can officially step into the realm of viscera realm.

It is a total of sixteen miles from the ethereal town to the outskirts of the Momiji Mountains.

Mu Feng carried Wang Dazhu on his back and the corpse of the leopard with the other hand, and walked for more than an hour before reaching the southern end of the ethereal town.

At the south end of the village is a thatched hut that can accommodate ten people at the same time, which is specially built to facilitate the temporary rest of hunters in the mountains.

"Dead fatty, when I come back, I'm going to beat you up!"

If there was no burden of Wang Dazhu, the wooden wind would have been able to fly here in half an hour.

He gasped, turned over, and put Wang Dazhu on one of the meadows in the grass hut, and then, stepping on the head of the leopard with one foot, and with a force of both hands, the black iron spear came out.

At this moment, there was a loud earth-shattering sound in the void to the west of the ethereal town, and its sound was as loud as thunder, which made people shudder.

Mu Feng's expression was stunned, and his face immediately changed greatly, his home was located in the west of the ethereal town, and those Innate Realm masters must have gone there.

"I hope Father, they're okay!"

He walked out of the hut quickly, covered the door, and then held the black iron gun in one hand, bowed slightly, and stomped on the ground with both feet, the whole person was like a cheetah walking in the mountains, the speed was very fast, and every time he jumped, he could run seven or eight meters.

"Hahaha...... The patriarch of the Xiao family, the head of the four major families of the Divine Dragon Empire, actually came here in person, this trip is not worth it!"

"Hmph, how the old man behaves is not your turn to be instigated by a small blood spirit guard, leave this place quickly, otherwise, the old man will let you have no return. ”

......

Mu Feng ran like a wild bull, and before he could get close to his small courtyard, he heard two loud shouts like thunder one after another.

He stopped in place, followed the source of the sound and looked into the air, only to see that there were two groups of people standing in the air in the small courtyard of his house.

One of the groups was all dressed in a white Confucian robe and a cyan crown, and their appearance was basically the same except for the different scabbards of the long swords worn around their waists.

These people seem to be personable and elegant, but if you look closely, everyone's face is full of murderous aura.

There were fifteen people in this group, and all of them were men, most of them were young people who had passed their prime, and the leader was a middle-aged man with gray temples.

The other group of 18 people was led by an old man wearing a purple and gold crown hat and a purple silk robe, with gray hair dancing in the wind and his feet standing in the air.

Hanging in the air beside him stood a woman wearing a white hat and a white silk shirt, although she could not see the specific appearance, but she gave people a surprisingly gentle and elegant feeling.

Mu Feng felt very kind at the first glance when he saw her, like a long-lost relative.

Although most of the sixteen "immortals" behind the white-haired old man and the white-clothed woman are also young and middle-aged, the aura on their bodies is very different, some are as thick as a mountain, some are as cold as frost, some are as red as a fire, and some are as evil as ghosts......

"Why are these two groups occupying my yard?"

Mu Feng was surprised in his heart, he didn't dare to rush into the courtyard rashly, so he could only choose to temporarily hide in the alley next to him, and then, he subconsciously glanced around.

There were also more than a dozen middle-aged men hiding in the alleys next to him, these people were all young adults who had practiced alchemy in the ethereal town, they were not only the pillars of their respective families, but also the guardians of the entire ethereal town.

Wang Chun, the mayor of the ethereal town, was also among them, and he hid in a laneway a hundred steps away from Mufeng.

At the same time that Mu Feng looked at him, the latter also saw him.

"Feng'er, come here!" Wang Chun tried to keep his voice as low as possible, waving his hand to signal Mu Feng to pass.

Mu Feng also wanted to know why these people came, and without hesitation, he took a step, and in a few jumps, he rushed to the alley where Wang Chun was.

Wang Chun took Mu Feng behind him, the two looked at each other, he lowered his voice, and said, "Feng'er, why did you come back alone, where did my big pillar go?"

Mu Feng bowed his hand and said, "Uncle Chun is not impatient, he is very safe, and he is sleeping in the thatched hut in the south of the village at the moment." ”

Wang Chun breathed a long sigh of relief and continued, "Feng'er, do you know Mu Yu?"

"Ki Yu?"

Mu Feng looked stunned, then lowered his head thoughtfully, followed him up and continued: "When my father was drunk, he mentioned the names Mu Qi and Mu Yu. ”

"Mu Yu and Mu Qi are both your father's sworn brothers, and for some reason, not long after you entered the mountain today, Mu Yu led a group of flying immortals to your home. ”

Wang Chun's emotions were very excited, he had never seen so many immortals.

To his shock, Mu Yu, who had disappeared for ten years, had also become a flying immortal.

Mu Feng saw envy and fear in his eyes, and said, "Uncle Chun, are my parents, third brother, and eldest sister still at home?" ”

Wang Chun looked stunned, and then showed a trace of panic on his face, and said, "Feng'er, he ...... They should not have to worry about their lives, you listen to me, don't ......."

Sou......

Before he finished speaking, Mu Feng held a black iron gun and rushed madly towards his small courtyard.

The alley where Wang Chun was hiding was only eighteen meters away from the small courtyard.

In the four jumps, Mu Feng rushed to the far gate, flew up, kicked open the gate, and jumped into the small courtyard.

"What do you want, quickly release my parents, eldest sister, and third brother!"

Mu Feng shouted at the sky.

Then, he looked up into the air, holding a black iron spear in his right hand, with a small face, and his front and back feet against the ground, as if he was ready to attack.

The cold wind was howling, and the sky was still drifting with goose feathers and heavy snow.

Whenever these snowflakes were about to fall on the two groups of people suspended in mid-air, they would be driven out by a strange force.

Mu Feng's snort completely silenced the two groups of people in mid-air.

In an instant, more than thirty pairs of eyes threw themselves towards Mu Feng in unison.

After a short silence, everyone in mid-air burst into laughter almost at the same time, and even the man in white and the white-haired old man in the lead couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahaha...... Senior Brother Xue, this, this kid is so interesting, he actually dares to wave a gun and point at more than thirty Innate Realm masters. ”

"This little doll is really talented!"

"Little doll, what is your name, why do you want to meddle in the affairs of the owner of this small courtyard. ”

......

In mid-air, the young masters in the two groups of people joked one after another.

Mu Feng was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to show half of it, Mu Hu once said: Anger will make people lose their minds, only the heart is like stopping water to clear their minds, and turn evil into good fortune.

He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and said loudly: "The owner of the small courtyard here is my real father, Mu Hu, why did you come here?"

The words shook a thousand waves, and everyone was stunned in place.

The white-haired old man in a purple silk robe was the first to come back to his senses, and he turned to a middle-aged man behind him and asked.

"Mu Yu, didn't you say that Mu Hu only has one son, why did a hairy boy come out of this."

The middle-aged man trembled with fright, and sweat rained down on his forehead.

He glanced down at Mu Feng on the ground, his heart was sour, and he secretly said sadly: "Big brother, it's not that the little brother is sorry for you, it's really the wrong time for Mu Feng, this kid came!"

Then, he lowered his head, bowed down, and whispered, "Huh...... I haven't seen Muhu for ten years, and I don't know the specific situation, so, so I ......."

The white-haired old man broke off and said, "So what, keep talking!"

The middle-aged man stumbled under his feet, almost did not fall from mid-air, bowed his body, and continued:

"When Mu Hu adopted Xuan Chun's son, he said: He wants to change Xuan Feng's name to Mu Feng. Whether this son is a young master or not, the head of the family will know as soon as he asks. ”