Fan Guanjie's voice was full of demagogy.

A sentence floated into his ears, and Yang Meng's heart became hot uncontrollably.

Fan Guanjie's words hit the door of his heart every word.

He really wants to become stronger quickly, and Fan Guanjie's words, no matter what aspect, seem to have paved the way for him to move forward.

And he only needs to do this one thing, and if he completes it, he will get a pass to walk on this avenue.

What makes Yang Meng even more excited is that this is not only to help Fan Guanjie kill someone, but also to break through to his own advancement, which is also of great help.

In other words, there are huge benefits to others and oneself, and they bring more benefits to themselves.

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Meng put the small bead in his hand into his sleeve and arched his hand towards Fan Guanjie.

Seeing Yang Meng's action, Fan Guanjie knew that the other party had agreed, and nodded with satisfaction.

Let Yang Meng do this, Fan Guanjie also has his own considerations.

Yang Meng is the most proud disciple under him, and his back is the Yang family, a famous cultivator family in Qingfeng City, and letting Yang Meng help him do this is tantamount to completely tying Yang Meng to his ship.

When Yang Meng became the patriarch of the Yang family, for him Fan Guanjie, he also had more say in this Black Feather Gate.

After thinking about the relationship clearly, the smile on Fan Guanjie's face became stronger.

He didn't think that Yang Meng's action would fail.

"The disciple will retire first, and after a short rest, he will set off tomorrow. Yang Meng saluted Fan Guanjie again and turned to leave.

......

Qin Yi grabbed the mirror in his hand at this moment, and regretted it incomparably.

As soon as he shattered the divine thought in it, he knew that something bad was coming.

If the owner of this divine thought died, it would be fine, but if he didn't die, he must have known at this moment that this magic weapon had changed hands.

Since this magic weapon is on the body of Fan Tianzheng, a disciple of the Black Feather Sect, the person who gave him the magic weapon must also be a person from the Black Feather Sect.

And to be able to have such a powerful divine thought, nine times out of ten it is a Xuan God Realm.

Qin Yi didn't know if the other party would chase after him soon, but he had to prepare for the worst in everything.

Now having a Miao Shuchang is enough to give Qin Yi a headache, if there is one more Xuan Shen Realm...... Qin Yi felt that his head had become two big when he thought about it.

"Forget it, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, I better improve my realm strength first. After Qin Yi quickly refined the corpses of Zhao Cheng and the others, he rummaged through the contents of the other party's storage bag, most of which were some elixirs that restored vitality.

The disciples of the Black Feather Sect all use spears for weapons, and the guns in the hands of Zhao Cheng and Fan Tianzheng are not even as good as a scrap of the Chili Sword in Qin Yi's opinion, and Qin Yi is not good at using guns, so they are also thrown into the Heaven Swallowing Tomb to be refined.

However, in Fan Tianzheng's storage bag, Qin Yi found a small drum.

This time, Qin Yi learned wisely, and did not directly use his divine thoughts to attack brutally, but after infiltrating the divine thoughts, he first carefully checked them to make sure that there were no remnants of other cultivators' divine thoughts inside, and then he used his divine thoughts to fully wrap the small drum.

After studying it, Qin Yi didn't see the effect of this small drum, and after thinking about it for a while, he flicked his fingers on the drum surface of the small drum.

Bang-There was a muffled sound, and the sound was much louder than Qin Yi had imagined.

The moment he heard this voice, Qin Yi felt that the qi and blood in his body were surging wildly, and his strength seemed to have increased by half a percent!

"Huh?" Qin Yi blinked and flicked his finger again.

This time, the force used was a little greater than just now.

There was another bang, and in an instant, Qin Yi felt like there was a force that squeezed into his body from the small drum.

Suddenly, Qin Yi felt that his strength had increased by a full percentage compared to his usual state!

Qin Yi's eyes widened suddenly, and he muttered, "This is a good thing......

After carefully studying it for about half an hour, Qin Yi roughly understood the function of this small drum.

When struck, it increases the strength of the monk who hears it, and the increase is proportional to the sound of the snare drum after the striking.

The process of gaining strength can last about a quarter of an hour.

However, Qin Yi also noticed that with the strength of his current body, he could only increase his strength by one and a half at most, if he had a little more, the blood flow in his body would be too fast, but it would be counterproductive, and if he used a little harder, his body might even explode.

"My body is much more condensed than that of ordinary cultivators, if I don't miscalculate, now just by competing for the condensation process of my body, I am now in the Heavenly God Realm in one turn, which is enough to match the seven turns of the Heavenly God Realm. Qin Yi thought for a moment, put away the small drum first, and then continued to perform the ghost shadow technique, hiding his figure.

Not long after, Qin Yi felt that not far from him, a team of about fifty people had appeared.

Because Qin Yi's divine thoughts were now much stronger than the cultivators in this team, even if there was still some distance away, he could figure out the realm of these cultivators in the team unconsciously.

Then, Qin Yi met a few people who were familiar, or rather, had a one-sided relationship.

"Wolf master, Ding Yilin, hey......"

Qin Yi's eyes flashed with a faint chill.

"The strongest should be the wolf lord, the god of heaven five turns, and there is also a man and a woman, it is the god of heaven four turns, it doesn't seem to be easy to deal with. In addition, there are three gods and three turns, it seems that they are also scattered cultivators, the gods are two turns and six people, and the gods are turned one, counting Ding Yilin, eight people. I remember the last time I saw Ding Yilin, he was still a void god, and it seemed that he had a lot of adventures. ”

Silently calculating in his heart, Qin Yi found that the team of about fifty people, in the Heavenly God Realm alone, had a full twenty people, accounting for almost half of this team.

The strength of the team is not what Qin Yi values the most, what Qin Yi values the most is the route that this team walks, which simply goes straight to himself, without the slightest hesitation, which is completely different from the wandering and hesitation of Fan Tianzheng and Zhao Cheng before.

"Do they know where I am?" Qin Yi frowned, and suddenly, an electric light flashed in his mind, recalling that he had heard the conversation between the wolf lord and Ding Yilin on the first floor of the ice volcano before.

"The smell, the taste...... I see. Qin Yi thought for a moment, and a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Since that's the case, let's try it." ”

Qin Yi cut his wrist and used his vitality to condense the blood that flowed out into a blood ball about the size of his own head.

With so much blood drawn from his body at once, Qin Yi's face turned slightly pale.