"Thank you brother for your concern, that Huoyun Sect, I know how to deal with it"

Ling Cheng nodded, and was slightly stunned in his heart, he didn't expect that Feng Ming in front of him would actually tell him this, after all, he was only helping him a little, however, the latter brought himself to find this rare meteorite in a hundred years, don't forget, this is a god-level material, and he also told himself these inside information of the Fire Cloud Sect, if he was an ordinary person, I am afraid that even if he knew this, he would grit his teeth and not reveal any rumors, and only in this way could he survive under the hands of the Fire Cloud Sect, and then he told himself directly and unreservedly。

Based on this alone, this person is different from those ordinary people, and what makes him special is not its spatial power!

"It's good that you understand"

Feng Ming smiled and looked at the huge meteorite behind him, at this time, the fiery red lines on it were still not reduced, and there was faint magma flowing in the gap.

"Let's go and see the meteorite first! But it's okay, Zhu Yan's move made those people all run away, in this case, this meteorite is the two of us."

Feng Ming laughed heartily and said, on weekdays, the rules for distributing rewards by themselves are to give a little effort to get a few goods, and now, they didn't even come next to this meteorite, so naturally they don't have to give it to them, but it's okay, this level of material can be a little more is a little bit more No one will think it is less, after all, a powerful spiritual weapon, a little more material, maybe the success rate will rise, and a little less material may directly lead to its scrapping, such an example is not unseen in the world of spiritual artifacts.

Ling Cheng looked at the hemispherical huge meteorite in front of him, this is only exposed on the ground, the arc of this meteorite is still spreading around, so that the part buried in the ground is even bigger than this part on the ground, this meteorite is even bigger than he imagined.

After all, the boy is a teenager, looking at him feverishly, as if he saw a big treasure, Yuan Lao once told himself that once he can find the sun Xuantie, when the time comes, with this Xuanhuang sword in his hand, no, it should be said that it is the essence of the moon, when the time comes, the perfect combination of the two, you can refine a spiritual weapon of your own, and you can faintly guess that the spiritual weapon that Yuan Lao refined for himself must have different reactions, that is definitely better than many spiritual weapons, after all, meteorite is a material that many spiritual weapons have never seen in their lives, and listening to Yuan Lao's tone, it seems that he has not only seen it when he was young, but even used it。

In this way, the boy's gaze became more fanatical.

And when the boy raised his hand to touch the meteorite.

At this moment, a dangerous aura arose, and he always felt as if there was something around him that was aimed at him, and suddenly there were several extremely sharp wind-breaking sounds.

"Whoa—"

Ling Cheng's figure retreated, directly dodging the range of the attack, and suddenly it was a huge blade like a crescent moon, among them, the cold breath was so familiar to him.

The terrifying breath directly bombarded the ground, and suddenly there was a huge crater next to the meteorite, revealing the lower part of the meteorite, which was no longer as fiery as above, I am afraid that it was because it had been buried for a long time, and the temperature had decreased a little, so it became like this.

"It's ...... Sword Qi!"

Ling Cheng felt the aura in a small pit next to him, this feeling was sharp, and extreme, including the Yuan Qi, which was very similar to the Xuanhuang Sword he used, and when he urged the Yuan Qi and waved the long sword, there had also been such a sharp aura.

"Who?" the Sealed Shadow figure appeared around Ling Cheng's body, and when the clever aura shot over just now, he directly used the power of space to escape.

Feng Ming turned his head violently, his eyes dancing with flames, scanning everything around him, however, there was no figure in sight behind him.

"Since you're here, let's come out, what's the skill of sneaking?"

The Seal was mixed with the angry shouts of vitality, and in this huge crater, it roared like a wave and thunder, and it lasted for a long time.

In this way, it is guaranteed that the person who made the shot will be able to hear it.

Ling Cheng's eyes were still the same, scanning the surroundings, I don't know why, his perception was much stronger than ordinary people, and he felt that there was still a force around him against the two of them, as if in the dark, there was a pair of eyes staring at him from behind, there was a creepy feeling.

I'm afraid that this person's strength is only stronger than Zhu Yan, but not weaker, this person actually chose to make a move at this time, I'm afraid his purpose is also the meteorite around him.

Ling Cheng glanced around, and even urged the vitality to cover his eyes, so that no detail would be let go, and he knew that that person must still be hiding nearby, since it was for the meteorite, then he couldn't just leave.

"Haha, Feng Ming, long time no see"

At this moment, a black figure flashed suddenly, and finally stopped in front of the two of them.

Ling Cheng looked at the person in front of him, and his pupils suddenly shrank, wasn't this person in the Cangyun Pavilion, the person wearing a black robe and a hat covering his entire face? The place where he was sitting was not far from himself, this person had been covering his face from beginning to end, and his identity was extremely mysterious.

"Are you...... Ye Chen"

The figure that suddenly appeared, standing straight in front of the two of them, that person gave himself a cold feeling, wearing a black robe and a black hat, covering his entire face, if he hadn't uncovered the cloak himself, he really couldn't recognize who she was?

This is called Ye Chen, with a delicate face, sword eyebrows, and a pair of eyes as black as ink, with his black dress, it feels like a complete body, and the whole body feels extremely drenched, like a long sword, waiting to be unsheathed, I don't know why, the breath on this person's body gives people an extremely depressed feeling, so that this person's level is at least above the two of them.

"I really didn't expect it to be you, why did you come here?" Feng Ming recognized the identity of the person in front of him at a glance.

This Ye Chen, like himself, is the same as the descendant of the five major sects, he was born in the Immortal Sword Pavilion, a long time ago, when he was still two or three years old, he liked his own toy, it was a small wooden sword, and he has never touched anything else since, and then he was just mentioned by an elder, and taught him a few simple sword moves, and then after his hard practice, a few years later, he was directly trained by him to become a master, and his child's thinking, and even considered these from all aspects, resulting in the original sword moves becoming more complete, which also made him have an excellent talent in practicing kendo。

Since he was a child, he practiced all kinds of sword moves and swordsmanship, and when he later selected disciples in the Immortal Sword Pavilion, he became a dark horse that was unparalleled in the world, he was as powerful as a bamboo, defeating all the opponents, and even the closed disciples of the Great Elder of the Immortal Sword Pavilion were beaten to the ground by him alone.

In that battle, almost all the guests widened their eyes, and that time also achieved his reputation, and after that, he had the title of sword idiot Ye Chen.

This person rarely speaks in the Immortal Sword Pavilion, I don't know how many brothers and sisters he has, he wants to be close to him, but he is all turned away, a very simple reason, he is unwilling to communicate with people, and all his thoughts are on the sword in his hand, and his bottle of black long sword has always been carried by him on his back, whether it is eating or sleeping, he never leaves his body, and even sometimes he talks to his own sword, resulting in the complete fusion of this sword and the breath on his body, this feeling seems as if the two are one and the same root.

And everything he has done, naturally in the eyes of the Pavilion Master of the Fairy Sword Pavilion, like this kind of posture, dedicated to cultivation, not too much care about the rights and reputation of the outside people, even if it is the Pavilion Master of the Fairy Sword Pavilion, it is also like it tightly, the Pavilion Master took a fancy to his talent, so he accepted him as a closed disciple, and has been teaching him comfortably over the years, and his strength is also rising steadily, which makes the Pavilion Master very satisfied, and treats it as the next Pavilion Master, to cultivate.

In the Immortal Sword Pavilion, he was the first, and in the cultivation over the years, he had devoted almost all his resources to cultivating him, which also made all the disciples of the Immortal Sword Pavilion very dissatisfied, and these were naturally noticed by him Ye Chen.

Later, he directly waved his long sword, which was as black as ink, and stood on the high platform and shouted to everyone.

"As long as someone can challenge and surpass me, the position of this closed disciple comes from all these cultivation resources, and all of them will be given to him."

Since such news spread throughout the Immortal Sword Pavilion, the eyes of all the disciples were full of fiery fanaticism, and even those senior brothers whose strength was higher than them couldn't help but be speechless, what a good opportunity this is, as long as you defeat him, then you can take away everything he has, this is simply pie in the sky.

Later, Ye Chen directly set up the ring in the Immortal Sword Pavilion, and those fanatical disciples came to the stage one after another to challenge him, but the later ending was that those disciples were thrown out of the ring one after another, and the disciple of the Great Elder who had been beaten also went to the ring, it was the one with whom he had been in a stalemate for the longest time, but in the end, he was still defeated in his hands.

His dark eyes were filled with only his own sword, full of killing intent like substance, and in the end, that disciple was finally defeated by his hands, not that his strength was not as good as him, but his momentum was too strong, once a person like them who practiced swordsmanship quickly renewed his momentum, then the attack would be one after another.