In the roar, the rocks flew quickly, the dust and smoke were wanton, and Mu Feng's voice resounded throughout the auction hall again: "Haha!" Zhao Xingyun, your enthusiasm is sent, I Qicheng has received it, if there is a coming day, today's feelings, Qicheng will be returned!"

When the dust and smoke dissipated, Mu Feng's figure had long since disappeared, only a huge crack on the second-story stone platform, proving that he had been here, proving that a young man had angrily scolded the six major factions of the Southern Regions here.

And the six heroes of the Southern Regions and their entourage, their faces were extremely ugly, everyone was suspended in mid-air, and no one returned to their seats, and there were no seats left.

And the people below, when Mu Feng and Zhao Xingyun were fighting, they had already risen into the air, suspended in mid-air, even if Mu Feng had left, no one sat down again, and the expressions on their faces were complicated and inexplicable.

The Han Li brothers and sisters behind Zhu Jianying flashed a hint of surprise in their eyes, but then disappeared without a trace, the two glanced at each other, as if they understood what they were thinking, and in the blink of an eye, the look on their faces returned to the same as before, as if nothing had happened.

"Elder Zhao, how are you?" Zhang Feng seemed to be concerned about Zhao Xingyun beside him, but there was no trace of care on his face.

"His attack power is not weaker than that of the early Yuan Infant stage, but judging from his attack range, he is a little bit unlike the Yuan Infant Cultivator?"

After Zhao Xingyun pondered, he continued: "He can show the momentum of the Yuanying Monk, and the attack power is not weak at all, but the distance of the attack is still a little different from the Yuanying Monk, I think he may not be the real Yuanying Monk, but has some kind of secret technique, which can allow him to show the momentum and attack power of the Yuanying Monk!"

The look on Zhang Feng's face was not relaxed, but he was shocked: "With a secret technique, what kind of secret technique can make Monk Jindan resist Monk Yuanying?"

"It's not clear, the world is so big, all kinds of secret techniques emerge in endlessly, but no matter what kind of secret technique, there will definitely be restrictions, otherwise, he can't go so fast!"

"Even if there are restrictions, it is definitely a technique against the sky!" The heat in Zhang Feng's eyes flashed.

After a collision between Mu Feng and Zhao Xingyun, although everyone was so shocked that they had left their seats, no one left.

Especially the Yulin Daoren, there is no trace of waves on their faces, as if they are not surprised, or they have long expected it, this is another rule of open-air auctions, which can be blatantly snatched.

When the scene quieted down, the auction continued, waiting for the ownership of the last two pieces of Sun Moon Mountain, although the result was already doomed, but if you don't see it with your own eyes, I'm afraid no one will choose to leave.

"Poof" A mouthful of blood came out of his mouth, the blood red at the corner of his lips added a touch of ruddy to Mu Feng's pale face, and he sat weakly against the tree, looked at the Donglin City that was leaning on the ground, his eyes flashed coldly, and he closed his eyes on the spot to breathe.

Although it was a blow that condensed half of his vitality and blocked Zhao Xingyun, his true strength was only in the early stage of Jindan, and under the aftermath of the explosion, he was still not spared, and his last blow condensed all the vitality in his body into a soldier and attacked.

The emptiness of the vitality in his body further contributed to the injury in Mu Feng's body, but at that time, he could only endure it and not expose the slightest.

Leaving the auction hall, Mu Fengjing flew out of Donglin City, and had just flown out of Donglin City for less than ten miles, and he had to stop because of the onset of injuries in his body.

The full operation of the spirit seizing the yuan, the surrounding aura is surging, and the dantian is like a long-dried land, frantically absorbing the moisture of rain and dew.

This time, although the collision with Zhao Xingyun injured Mu Feng, it also made him understand that the gap between himself and Yuanying Monk was an insurmountable gap.

Although Mu Feng could resist one or two attacks from the Yuanying Monk, he could not threaten the Yuanying Monk at all, the main thing was the attack distance.

His strongest attack is the Divine Sense Attack, but the Divine Sense Attack can only be at close range, and the Yuanying Monk's attack distance is a hundred zhang, although it is only a hundred zhang, so that Mu Feng's divine sense attack becomes useless.

Although it ended in defeat today, Mu Feng was not discouraged at all, he was only a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan, and it was enough to be proud of such achievements.

In the silent woods, Mu Feng sat quietly cross-legged, and under the effect of attracting spirits, a large amount of spiritual energy had gathered around him, like mist.

In this spiritual mist, a woman's figure can be faintly seen, looming, it is the phoenix key.

Mu Feng didn't arrange some defensive measures for himself, not because he was seriously injured and incapable, but because he knew that among his soul soldiers, there was also a soul in the middle of the Yuan Infant, which was enough to deal with some unexpected situations.

Two days later, the spiritual mist in the woods finally dissipated, revealing two figures, a man and a woman, the man like a mountain and the woman like a phantom, looking at each other, both of them showed a hint of a smile.

"Thank you!"

"Giggle...... I am your soul pet, and it is my duty to protect you, so you don't have to be so polite!"

Mu Feng shook his head and said, "No matter what! Thanks to your vigilance in the past two days, I have been able to recover so smoothly, thank you, you deserve it!"

"You really have a clear distinction between public and private! Unlike other people, they always call and drink to their spirit beasts or soul pets, and never take them to heart, but because of the constraints of the primordial gods, they have to do it, but they don't know, how can they let the spirit beasts and soul pets do their best to him!"

Feng Jian looked at Mu Feng with a smile in his eyes: "You are indeed a good master, and you have enough respect for me, I Feng Key didn't choose the wrong person this time!"

"I was like that to you at the beginning, it was also forced by the situation, if you want, I can now cancel the soul blood contract with you and return you to freedom!"

Feng Key glanced at Mu Feng unexpectedly, and saw the truth in his eyes, not teasing himself, but Feng Key shook his head very dryly, and said: "After these few days of contact, I, Feng Key, also understand what kind of person you are, so I have no regrets about becoming your soul pet!"

"I didn't think that letting you break the blood contract, following you might be able to let me go further!" The leisurely color on Feng Key's face dissipated, and a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and said, "Besides, sister, I am reluctant to leave you now!"

Feng Key's words were so ambiguous, Mu Feng just smiled indifferently, looked at Donglin City in the distance, and said, "When I get those materials, we will leave the Southern Regions and go to see the blood-colored trial ground!"

Feng Jian grinned, and then the figure disappeared, entering the soul soldiers, and Mu Feng also flew to Donglin City again.

At the auction two days ago, the biggest highlight was not the appearance of the heroes of the Sun Moon Mountain, but a loose cultivator who scolded all the six major sects of the Southern Regions, and the six masters of the Southern Regions who were also scolded were speechless, and finally collided with Elder Zhao of the Yin and Yang Sect once before drifting away.

For those low-level monks, there was no shock at all, because it was too ethereal, and they could never touch it, so they didn't want to.

And the six major sects are right in front of them, making them envious, jealous and hateful, and now some people are angrily scolding the six major sects, although they have not seen it with their own eyes, but hearsay, they can still solve their hatred.

After ten ears in one word, it was difficult to keep the original intention unchanged, so it became, a loose cultivator pointed to the nose of the six heroes of the Southern Regions, scolding them for all kinds of wrongs, scolding was an earth-shattering crying ghost god, all the people in the six factions of the scolding were red-faced, but they were powerless to refute, Zhao Xingyun of the Yin and Yang Sect couldn't bear it, so he shot angrily, but was ravaged by that person, and finally the scattered cultivator floated away.

In this regard, Mu Feng didn't know anything, he entered Donglin City again, and ran directly to the Boundless Auction House, he didn't know if the six heroes of the Southern Regions had left, but he had to come back, the Thirteen Ghost Gate Array could add a bit of bargaining chips to his upcoming bloody trip, as for the stone ring, Mu Feng would not choose it unless it was absolutely necessary.

It was still Qi Cheng's appearance, and he didn't cover up his whereabouts because of what happened before, he went straight into the Boundless Auction House, came to the old man's counter, and said, "Are all the things I want?"

Seeing Mu Feng, the old man was not the slightest surprised, and said: "Mr.'s things have already been prepared, but Mr. didn't take them two days ago, and now, those materials are placed in Steward Zhao's place, and I will help you get them!"

After watching the old man leave, a cold light flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, and then returned to normal.

I don't know if it's because the auction is efficient, or if Zhao Yuan is like this alone, it only took half a cup of tea, Zhao Yuan stood in front of Mu Feng with a happy face, and said, "Let Qicheng Daoyou wait for a long time, Zhao Yuan is really rude!"

"Steward Zhao is polite, I don't know what I want?" Mu Feng said politely, and went straight to the point, he didn't want to waste time here with Zhao Yuan.

"Qicheng Daoist please matter, how can Zhao not do it wholeheartedly!" then handed Mu Feng a storage bag, and continued: "The materials that Daoist friends need are all in it, Daoist friends can count them!"

Taking the storage bag, Mu Feng's divine sense probed and received, a smile appeared on his face, and then he put all the materials in the storage bag into his storage bag, and then took out the spirit stone and put it in the storage bag handed by Zhao Yuan, and handed it to Zhao Yuan.

"Steward Zhao, you also count the spirit stones to see if they are enough!"

Zhao Yuan's eyes shrank, and then he smiled: "Daoist friend said that he laughed, some spirit stones are just some spirit stones, and as a Daoist, he will not deceive me!" As he spoke, he directly put away the storage bag, and there was no intention of counting it at all.

In this regard, Mu Feng did not change his complexion, nor did he stay longer, said goodbye, and left abruptly.

From beginning to end, the two of them behaved very simply, Zhao Yuan seemed to have no idea about what happened two days ago, and did not mention any information about that incident in front of Mu Feng.

Looking at Mu Feng's disappearing figure, the smile on Zhao Yuan's face disappeared instantly, he snorted coldly, and walked quickly upstairs.

This book was first published in Reading Rim