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Behind him, the sudden attack made the face of the Black Dragon Sanren change, and he shouted: "Who?!"

"Your ancestor!"

There was a clear laughter in the forest, and then a figure slowly walked out, the long body, the bright smile on the handsome face, it was Zhao Jingfeng. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Little beast, you still dare to come!" The black dragon sanren saw Zhao Jingfeng who came out of the forest, and immediately shouted.

Zhao Jingfeng stared at him with a smile, but on the surface of his body, there was mana slowly rising, and there was no smile in his black eyes, but he was full of coldness.

"Boy, what do you want to do, although I am not in a good state now, but if I fight back desperately, I am afraid that you will not be able to save your life!"

"After all, you and I don't interfere with river water, otherwise, today's matter will be written off, how about it?"

Zhao Jingfeng paused, frowned, and said, "You really won't trouble me anymore?"

The Black Dragon Sanren hurriedly said: "I can't protect myself, I can swear, in the future, you go back to the Blood Dragon Demon Sect, how dare I make trouble again?"

"You're right......" Zhao Jingfeng seemed to hesitate and nodded slightly.

Black Dragon Sanren's heart was suddenly overjoyed, but before his joy was revealed, the corners of Zhao Jingfeng's mouth provoked a mocking smile: "But I still want to slaughter you!"

Swish!

Zhao Jingfeng's figure suddenly swept out, the mana in his body surged rapidly, and above his fists, blood light surged, and two blood-colored dragon fingers faintly appeared.

"Little brute, shame on your face, you are looking for death!"

When the Black Dragon Sanren saw Zhao Jingfeng who was rushing towards him, his eyes were also ruthless, he urged the few mana in his body, poured his arms, and with a low shout, his arms burst out like guns.

"The dragon tears the claws of the sky!"

Zhao Jingfeng clenched his fists, and he also shouted violently in his heart, and the two blood-colored dragon fingers burst out with strong blood light, and in that blood light, there was a kind of domineering and violent fluctuations.

Boom!

The four fists slammed together, and the turf on the ground where the two of them were was shattered, and the mana was impacted, and the figures of the two of them flew upside down, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Zhao Jingfeng's figure just landed, but there was no pause at all, his body popped out like a cheetah, his palm was clenched, and the suction surged, and the dagger that was projected by him before was swept back into his hand.

Swish!

At this time, the figure of the Black Dragon Sanren had become extremely sluggish, Zhao Jingfeng approached instantly, a touch of ice and cold color flashed in his black eyes, and the blood light directly crossed the eyes of the Black Dragon Sanren.

Blood splattered.

The terrible screams of the Black Dragon Sanren also resounded at this time, and his arms danced wildly, trying to kill Zhao Jingfeng.

However, Zhao Jingfeng was limp and appeared behind the Black Dragon Sanren, and the dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake, stabbing into the vital part of the Black Dragon Sanren's vest, and the dagger was completely submerged.

Blood continued to drip down the dagger, and the body of the black dragon scattered man waving wildly solidified abruptly, and then slowly collapsed, and there was still disbelief on the miserable white face.

He was a master in the late stage of Judan, and he was actually planted in the hands of a young disciple who practiced Qi Realm?

When the black dragon scattered people to the ground, Zhao Jingfeng's heels were also soft, and he sat down, a burst of sweetness welled up in his throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Zhao Jingfeng, who was sitting in place, rested for a while, then gritted his teeth, approached the corpse of the Black Dragon Sanren, groped with his hands on his body, and almost lost his life, how could he have some loot, I don't know if the thing that this guy snatched from the Hehuan Sect is not on his body.

Zhao Jingfeng's hands groped on the corpse of the Black Dragon Sanren, he was not too interested in the Black Dragon Sanren itself, but he was very interested in what the Black Dragon Sanren had snatched from the Hehuan Sect.

The Black Dragon Village is also a well-known force in the Yuntian Empire, although it is not as good as the long-standing sects such as the Hehuan Sect and the Blood Dragon Demon Sect, but also because the Black Dragon Scattered People are traitors to the Hehuan Sect, they have a bit of the true inheritance of the Hehuan Sect, and they also have some ability.

On weekdays, they acted aggressively, but they would not pay attention to the four major sects of the Yuntian Empire, because they knew very well that the Black Dragon Village was not the opponent of these four major sects at all, so Zhao Jingfeng was very curious about what could make the Black Dragon Village take such a big risk and make a move against the Hehuan Sect.

Moreover, the reaction of the Hehuan Sect after that also made Zhao Jingfeng a little surprised, they actually directly washed the Black Dragon Village in blood, and chased and killed the Black Dragon Scattered People to flee into the Blood Shadow Wasteland and still refused to give up.

Obviously, they were extremely concerned about the things that were snatched away by the Black Dragon Sanren.

Can something that can be so valued in the Hehuan Sect be ordinary?

In the Yuntian Empire, among the four major sects, the Hehuan Sect is the strongest, and the Blood Dragon Demon Sect is inferior to the Blood Dragon Demon Sect that is among the four major sects.

And the Hehuan Sect has always wanted to become the real boss of the Yuntian Empire, and over the years, they have attracted and threatened all kinds of means, which has also made their momentum in the Yuntian Empire bigger and bigger, and many times, they seem to be the strongest force in the Yuntian Empire.

Zhao Jingfeng turned these thoughts in his heart, but his hands were not slow, but he searched the black dragon for a long time, but found that there was nothing strange at all, and his brows immediately wrinkled, could this guy hide things?

Zhao Jingfeng was still a little unwilling, and directly ripped off all the robes of the Black Dragon Sanren, and when Zhao Jingfeng ripped off his last underwear, something finally fell down the underwear.

Zhao Jingfeng's gaze immediately looked over, only to see a gray silver circle like a ring, falling on the grass, flashing with a faint golden light.

Zhao Jingfeng hurriedly bent down and picked up the gray silver ring, looked back and forth, but there was nothing special, he groaned slightly, and then his eyes suddenly lit up: "This, is it a storage ring?

Zhao Jingfeng played with the gray storage ring, and suddenly his mind moved, that is, there was mana pouring into the storage ring along the palm of his hand, and suddenly a small space appeared in Zhao Jingfeng's perception, there were a lot of things in it, there was a mess of everything, he roughly flipped through it, but he didn't find anything more peculiar.

"Where did this guy get so much garbage, how can he say that he is also the owner of the Black Dragon Village!" Zhao Jingfeng wondered, and could only search carefully again and again.

This search lasted for a long time, Zhao Jingfeng's expression suddenly moved, the light in the palm of his hand flashed, and an ancient stone slab flashed out, when Zhao Jingfeng's mana swept through the storage ring, other things, more or less, would react a little because of the mana, only this thing, there was no movement......

And this extreme ordinariness attracted Zhao Jingfeng's attention.

Zhao Jingfeng stared at this ancient stone slab, only to see that the stone slab was covered with some extremely obscure lines, which were complicated and made him look a little dizzy.

On the back of the slate, the lines are clearer, and at a cursory glance, it seems to be a black lotus blooming on the top of the mountain, and under the black lotus, there are mountains and rivers, but these mountains and rivers seem to be parasitized by the black lotus, and they use the essence of life to support the black lotus.

Parasitic earth.

"I know that there are desolate demons in the Great World of Cultivation that have cultivated into essence, but what kind of variety is this?"

Zhao Jingfeng was a little surprised, although the stone slab was a little blurry, but he still felt some inexplicable shock from the pattern, which made him extremely surprised, what kind of desolate demon, just a pattern, can make him feel shocked?

Could it be that the Demon King can't succeed?

Zhao Jingfeng frowned tightly, looking at the slate, but it was fruitless, he could only shake his head at the moment, and his intuition told him that there was a great possibility, this is what the Black Dragon Sanren snatched from the Hehuan Sect.

But as for what this thing is for, I'm afraid I have to let the Great Elder or Second Senior Brother take a look to find out.

Zhao Jingfeng shrugged, and just wanted to search the storage ring again, his expression suddenly moved, and in the distance, there was a sound of breaking wind, and looking in this direction, it was obviously coming from his side.

Zhao Jingfeng quickly put the slate into the storage ring, then put the storage ring on his finger, and then quickly put the black dragon scattered clothes back on.

When he finished doing this, there were also figures not far away, and in just a few breaths, those figures appeared in this clearing, Zhao Jingfeng looked at it, and immediately took a deep breath.