readx;? On the large flying boat on which everyone of the Wind Clan was riding, the Venerable of the Wind Clan, the short old fourteen, sat in a small living room in the flying boat with a solemn face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info【Fengyun Novel Reading】

It has been seven days since he left the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, and during this period, the short old man and the five powerhouses of the Battle Emperor Realm have all taken action to treat Feng Qingye and other injured Feng Clan disciples, and the injuries on everyone's bodies have been stopped, and there is no major problem now.

At this moment, in the five-zhang living room, the old fourteenth of the Feng Clan was sitting, and below the short old man, two War Emperor Realm powerhouses in yellow robes stood expressionlessly, and Du Feng and Feng Qingye and others stood respectfully on both sides of the hall.

These two powerhouses of the War Emperor Realm were the ones who came with them at the beginning, and the three powerhouses of the War Emperor Realm in black robes were serving as C-controlled flying boats and vigilance tasks outside.

"I've rested enough in the past few days, so let's show all your gains in the secret realm today, and see how it goes?" The short old man's gaze swept over Du Feng and the others, and his voice was majestic.

Feng Qingye and the others bowed their heads in unison and said yes. But no one moved. After a moment, one of the disciples of the Wind Clan spoke up, "Since all the brothers are so polite, then I will come first!"

Du Feng saw that this person was a junior god of war, and he was in the same group as Feng Han, but he saw this person standing in the hall, and after saluting the short old man and the two strong men of the War Emperor Realm, he took out a storage bag from his body, shook his hand, poured out a lot of things, and instantly piled up a small mountain in front of him.

Looking at the large pile of things in front of him, this person couldn't help but look proud, and said respectfully to the short old man: "Please check the fourteenth uncle!"

The short old man nodded, and a strong man from the Battle Emperor Realm stepped forward, carefully examined the things on the ground, and after a while, said in a deep voice: "A total of 120 million spirit stones are worth 120 million! According to the regulations, you can get 36 million, and you can choose three items first, start picking! The remaining spirit stones will be collected in the Hall of Merit by themselves after returning to the clan." ”

The man's face was overjoyed, and he quickly picked out three things he liked from the ground.

The powerhouse of the Battle Emperor Realm nodded and said, "These three things are worth 10 million, and the rest will be collected again." After speaking, he took out a piece of jade slip and recorded the relevant information of this person in it.

The first one to appear was 120 million spirit stones, which also made the other people look different, and those who thought they had gained more than him couldn't help but be happy, and those who felt that they had gained little were blushing and uneasy.

The first one took the lead, and the back was naturally smooth, and then the disciples of the Wind Clan showed off all their gains in the secret realm one after another. Soon, all twenty-three Wind Clan disciples were completed.

Among them, the least is a junior god of war, who only gets 80 million spirit stones, which is very ashamed, and Feng Han has more than 200 million gains, and after handing it in, he glanced at Du Feng very proudly.

There are generally fewer than ten junior war gods, all of them are more than 100 million and less than 200 million, while several intermediate war gods are obviously more, basically about 300 million, and the most one reaches 400 million, causing other bursts of amazement.

And when the four high-level gods of war handed over the proceeds, everyone was even more embarrassed, these people were all about 500 million, and because the Wind Clan's artifact soul tower was on Feng Qingye, the result was that Feng Qingye had the most, reaching more than 700 million spirit stones.

After Feng Qingye saluted, he said: "Fourteenth Uncle Ancestor, the Soul Suppression Tower is not obtained by the younger generation alone, it should be regarded as everyone's share!"

The short old man thought for a moment and said, "Well, what you said also makes sense, so let's do it, each of you will increase by 10 million!"

Everyone in the Wind Clan was overjoyed, 10 million spirit stones were equivalent to another 3 million, and the credit points were 1,000 more, which was also a lot of wealth.

In the end, it was Du Feng's turn.

Everyone turned their eyes to Du Feng, wanting to see how much he had gained in the secret realm. However, they didn't have much hope for him, after all, the other junior war gods of the Wind Clan were generally more than 100 million, and they estimated that Du Feng was about the same, maybe even less.

"I think, 100 million is good!" Feng Han said with a mocking face, and chuckled softly at the people around him.

"There must be more than that, there should be 200 million!" Feng Youcang on the side heard it and couldn't help but retort. At the beginning, at that Spirit Gathering Array, each of them got twenty or thirty million spirit stones, and Du Feng led away the siege of the leopard wind wolf, and each of the six of them took out five million spirit stones to Du Feng, just that time, Du Feng had almost fifty million gains, so he thought that Du Feng should have two hundred million.

Feng Han and the others were full of disbelief.

Du Feng was not in a hurry, he came out of the crowd, came to the middle of the living room, wiped his right hand, and a storage bag appeared in his hand, and with a slight shake, a large number of items instantly appeared in front of him, such as spiritual weapons, ores, pills, medicinal materials, spirit stones, all kinds, piled up into a mountain, compared to the items of Feng Qingye and others.

Seeing Du Feng take out so many items, everyone was taken aback. Even the short old man above had a different color in his eyes, and quickly glanced at Du Feng, who had a calm face.

"A total of five hundred and ten million worth of it!" When the Wind Clan's Battle Emperor Realm powerhouse carefully checked and announced the final results, the Feng Clan's disciples opened their mouths one by one, unable to speak in shock, and looked at Du Feng incredulously.

"Impossible!" Feng Han immediately shouted, his face was red, just now he was still mocking Du Feng for having a harvest of 100 million, but as a result, he slapped him in the mouth, Du Feng actually had a harvest of more than 500 million.

"What, are you questioning my verification error?" The battle emperor realm's powerhouse looked unhappy, and glanced at Feng Han coldly.

"Juniors don't dare! Juniors just think that this person may be cheating, how could he, a junior god of war, have the same amount of gains as several brothers in the high-level god of war realm?

"Hmph, whether it's a fraud or not, can't we tell the difference?" but it was the short old man sitting above who spoke.

The wind chill was even more frightened and broke out in a cold sweat, and his soul almost fell off, and he even said, "The younger generation doesn't dare!"

"Du Feng, you are very good, with the cultivation of the primary realm, you can be like a few disciples of the advanced realm, you have gained a lot, thinking that you have suffered a lot in the ten months in the secret realm, bring me the photo stone you are up!" The short old man showed a rare smile and looked at Du Feng.

"Yes!" In the face of the existence of the Venerable level, Du Feng did not dare to be careless, and handed over the photo stone issued by the short old man to the short old man.