Chapter 231: Golden Cicada Shelling [Third Update]
Yanjing.
The blood moon rose as usual, and the roars of countless monsters and beasts in the wilderness rose one after another, but the city was silent.
Even if the city is protected, there are often flying monsters hunting in the city, so except for some high-end places that are open all night, there are also patrolling soldiers, and there is no one outside.
In the west of the city, there is a hill with dense vegetation, which is not high, but it is very full of spiritual energy, and it is still shrouded by the formation, and there is no leakage at all.
On the mountainside, there is a hidden cave, in which the spiritual energy is the most, but there is no light, and it is dark.
A tall and burly middle-aged man, with a respectful face, was standing at the door of the cave, reporting something to the darkness.
"What? Zhang Feng left quietly?"
A moment later, a cold female voice full of strange charm suddenly came out of the darkness, full of surprise and anger.
"Well, I left the morning before yesterday. ”
The middle-aged man's body trembled, and he quickly lowered his head.
"Do you know where to go?"
The female voice calmed down in an instant.
"I don't know, his speed is too fast, so even the camera at the city gate didn't capture anything, and the mobile phone signal on his body seemed to be blocked, so he couldn't track and lock it at all. The middle-aged man shook his head, and hurriedly said, "But his family, Xia Jin, and Ye Ru are still there, and he should come back." ”
"That's good. This time, I didn't hesitate to use the golden cicada's shelling strategy, and it was not easy to find a substitute for the dead ghost, and it would be a pity if I ran away like this. In the future, if you keep an eye on me, if there is such a serious mistake again, don't blame me for being ruthless. ”
The female voice relaxed slightly.
"Yes. ”
The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly, but his tense body finally relaxed.
"How's the public opinion going?" the female voice added.
"Everything is going well, and now the vast majority of Chinese people have recognized him as the number one master in China. Although some people came to challenge, they were all defeated by Ye Ru, Xia Jin and Zhang Xin'er. The middle-aged man hurriedly said.
"Yes, how is Ye Ru?" the female voice continued.
"I have reached level nine and moved to Zhang Feng's island. In addition, we have already told her about her master's desire to seize her bloodline. The middle-aged man said.
"Very good, the Rakshasa woman's bloodline must be cut off from love, and she will be greatly hurt, and it is best to become a psychopathic personality split in order to further awaken. Now let her be happy for a few days, so that when Zhang Feng and the others die, she will be even more sad, and then she will not worry that her bloodline will not improve. The female voice sneered.
"Yes. ”
The middle-aged man shuddered and hurriedly agreed.
"What's going on with the Yanshan Sect, is that old thing really dead?" the female voice said after a while before she calmed down.
"I don't know about this, but they even handed over the Zhen Sect Exercise Yuqing Wuji Gong to Zhang Feng, so it should be really dead. The middle-aged man said.
"Not necessarily, that old thing has always been cunning and will never die so easily, so you still have to continue to investigate secretly. The female voice said disapprovingly.
"Yes. ”
The middle-aged man nodded again.
"Have all the people from the big world arrived?" the female voice said in silence.
"According to our intelligence. Half a month ago, there were three people in ancient costumes on the sea in Donghai City, all of whom were men. One of them can still fly off the ground, and it should be them. But then, for some reason, they all crossed the sea, went to the island nation, and soon took control of the Edo city base. After that, I have been drinking every day, so I haven't arrived yet. The middle-aged man said methodically.
"It's just stupid, it's a waste of strength. Let our people keep an eye on them. Is there anyone else?", the female voice said with a dismissive smile.
"I haven't found it for the time being, but I heard that there have been people from the big world in the United States and Russia, but the news has been blocked by their authorities, whether it is or not, we can't be sure. The middle-aged man shook his head.
"Alright, let's go down. Continue to investigate and let me know as soon as there is news. Also, be careful to hide and never reveal my existence. The female voice said slightly disappointed.
"Yes. ”
The middle-aged man nodded hurriedly, then bent over and retreated, only to be far away from the cave that he breathed a sigh of relief, and when he touched his head, it was all sweat.
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Lin'an.
In the heavy rain, a young man was standing casually on the broken bridge. Whenever the rain fell, it would immediately bounce off his body by the protective layer formed by the True Qi, and it would not be able to wet his clothes, hair, and skin at all.
This young man was Zhang Feng, and he was waiting and thinking at the same time.
The so-called secret realm is just a general term, and Yanjing has it, whether it is the Heaven Survey Division, the Martial Temple, or the major hidden world sects and bloodline families, there are secret realms.
The difference is the size.
But their secret realm, to put it bluntly, is a cultivation place with spiritual veins, even in the secret realm of the Heaven Survey Division, there is only one medium-sized spiritual vein and a few small spiritual veins to support it.
For ordinary martial artists, such a secret realm is a treasure land for cultivation, but for Zhang Feng, it is just like that.
Some of the smaller veins now can't even cause an ability reaction.
Medium-sized spiritual veins are okay, but they are shrouded in formations, and there are more than one old guy who takes turns guarding day and night, unless Zhang Feng intends to be an enemy of the authorities, forcibly kill them, and then break the formation, otherwise there is no chance at all.
However, this secret realm that is about to appear in Lin'an is a rare secret realm of strange ghosts.
Moreover, this secret realm is still of a very high level, and there must be a lot of treasures in it.
Even today's heavy rain and the monsters that have already attacked the city are just a sign that the secret realm is about to appear.
Zhang Feng is on the broken bridge of this West Lake, because this secret realm is the famous White Snake Legend Secret Realm, once it appears, its entrance is here.
In addition, this strange ghost secret realm is similar to the Baibao Mountain secret realm in Yanjing, and even more dangerous, it is by no means as simple and beautiful as the legend.
Therefore, Zhang Feng added a little bit first, and then came to Lin'an, and he didn't even plan to bring the spirit beast Dabai.
In the previous life, after the appearance of this secret realm, because of the vision, it immediately attracted a large number of warriors to explore.
However, most of these people died in it, and only a few of them had great strength and good luck, and they managed to escape, and they all gained a lot of benefits.
Among them, there was a martial artist with the body of the wind spirit, and he also obtained a rare high-level exercise, and since then he has soared into the sky.
And that exercise is the Wind God Technique.
Whoosh ......
Zhang Feng thought for a while, and then practiced his marksmanship in the rain.
Considering that the sword and gun are connected, he plans to make some changes to the Benlei sword technique and apply it to the marksmanship, so that he can have one more secret technique.
In cultivation, time flies extremely fast. Before you know it, it's three o'clock in the morning when the yin qi is the heaviest.
Bang!
At this moment, a thick thunderbolt suddenly slashed down.
Then, a brilliant colorful brilliance rose into the sky.
Then, not far away on the bridge deck, there is a big hole in space, many ancients in the cave walk around, vivid, there are ancient pavilions and pavilions in the distance, just like an ancient style painting, slowly spread out in the distance. [.]