As soon as the tea was in the stomach, it suddenly turned into a huge aura. Its level of purity, even the top-grade spiritual veins can't match it!

Qin Feng just sat in place, and everything around him suddenly became extremely clear. Streaming down!

A breeze blew, and the maple leaves outside the pavilion slowly fell. The fiery red maple leaves seem to be butterflies flying. Between the swaying leaves, only the fragrance of tea has never dispersed!

Qin Feng's consciousness was gradually drifting away. Qin Feng felt very amazing at the moment. My consciousness seems to have been freed from the shackles of the physical body and returned to this world!

That kind of exhilarating feeling almost made him cry out with comfort. Soon, Qin Feng felt that his consciousness had enveloped the entire Song family. Every move of the Song family is in his eyes.

"Is this what it's like to be in the world of fugue?"

Qin Feng, as the Immortal Sword Soul, had never experienced this kind of thing. Within a radius of 100 miles, everything is under control.

"Damn, damn it, it made me lose such a big face in front of my cousin!"

"Cheap thing, I must kill you!"

Song Tianwu was furious in the room, and several maids were so frightened that they trembled. He didn't know that all of this was in Qin Feng's eyes. And then

Qin Feng's consciousness came to a small building in the middle of a lake. A middle-aged man in a green shirt and an old man were discussing something.

"This old man seems to be from the Fire Spirit Valley!"

Qin Feng was very impressed by the people of Fire Spirit Valley. The people of Fire Spirit Valley are all crazy, and they hit the idea on Canghai Jiao. The most ridiculous thing is that they spent a long time making wedding dresses for others!

Up to now, the people of Fire Spirit Valley haven't figured out who snatched Canghai Jiao!

"Master Song, have you inquired about the news I want?"

The old man asked, his voice like thunder. If someone eavesdrops, I am afraid that my ears will be deaf.

"Fortunately, I am in a state of divine soul now, and this old man's small means can't hurt me!"

Qin Feng said with some rejoicing. The old man in front of him is too cautious in doing things.

"Well, I've inquired clearly, so what do I want?"

Song Wuzong nodded.

"Tell the old man first, and the old man will give you something!"

The old man said very resolutely, and there was no room for negotiation. Song Wuzong said with a smile

"With your status as a Fire Spirit Ancestor, you shouldn't do that kind of dirty thing, right?"

"This person is actually the Fire Spirit Ancestor?"

Qin Feng looked stunned, feeling a little surprised.

"Hmph, it's nature!"

"Canghai Jiao, it was snatched away by the Sect Master of the Hehuan Sect!"

Song Wuzong's words were astonishing.

"Nonsense, just rely on the second-rate forces of the Hehuan Sect? do you think I will believe your nonsense?"

Bang!

Fire Spirit Ancestor suddenly stood up. The hut was shattered. Song Wuzong's words were simply an insult to their Fire Spirit Valley!

Although the Hehuan Sect is a second-rate force, it can be in the eyes of the Fire Spirit Ancestor. This kind of force is the most rubbish third-rate. It's just a third-rate, how can he snatch things from Wei Wulu's hands?

"If it weren't for the ruthless spirit damage, how would I have come here?"

The more Fire Spirit Ancestor thought about it, the more angry he became. The dignified Fire Spirit Valley Lord Wei was ruthless, and he was crazy!

"That's it, believe it or not!"

Facing the terrifying eyes of the Fire Spirit Ancestor, Song Wuzong was not afraid at all. The Fire Spirit Ancestor stared at Song Wuzong until he spoke.

"You'd better not lie to the old man!"

Sou!

A jade box flew out of his sleeve. A trace of greed and excitement flashed in Song Wuzong's eyes.

"What's in the box?"

Qin Feng was a little curious. Song Wuzong opened his mouth and said, "You don't mind if I inspect the goods, right?"

The Fire Spirit Ancestor snorted coldly and did not reply. Song Wuzong opened the corner of the jade box. The rich purple gas churned like jade.

"It's Purple Polar Fall!"

Qin Feng's face changed. Purple Fall is the nemesis of all magic weapons. Take the eight-grade magic weapon as an example, as long as you put four or five drops. In half an hour, it will decompose. This magic weapon may have been refined from a lot of materials. But in the end, only the strongest material remains. The domineering of Purple Pole Fall can be seen!

"There are about a hundred drops of Purple Pole Fall in the jade box, what magic weapon does he want to dismantle?"

Qin Feng suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. The materials decomposed by the violet meteorite will be more or less mutilated. Qin Feng wanted to stop here to observe, but an irresistible force pulled his divine soul and floated farther away. This time, every time he went to a place, Qin Feng's divine soul only stayed for a few breaths. Over the mountains. In the vast mountains, Qin Feng saw a statue with a green face and fangs. Just by looking at it, I felt that my soul was going to be frozen. The evil thoughts in my heart are surging wildly. That force enveloped Qin Feng and continued to fly towards other places. In the boundless sea, under the blue sea, countless huge black shadows are gathered. Crash!

Waves suddenly rose nearly a thousand feet high on the surface of the sea. A giant basilisk breaks through the sea. This basilisk has eight heads. Each head was of a different color, Qin Feng noticed. Next to the eighth head of the basilisk, there is a huge sarcoma.

"Nine-headed cypress, ancient relics, how can they appear in such a place?"

Qin Feng's brows furrowed. The nine-headed cypress is the embodiment of evil. Its appearance will bring endless disasters to the surroundings!

Consciousness continues to drift away. Thousands of miles of desert, sand and dust are rolling in like wolf smoke. The sandstorm obscured the sky, and the entire desert was like a forbidden area for monks. Anyone who sets foot here will be mercilessly devoured by a sandstorm. A sense of loneliness welled up in my heart. The monks are here, even if they are not swallowed up by the sand, they will be driven crazy by this loneliness!

"Huh, there's someone!"

Qin Feng's consciousness quickly skimmed over the desert. In the middle of the desert, he saw a lonely city standing. Thousands of miles outside the lonely city, a black-robed young man walked with a sword. Every step he took, it was exactly the same. Precise as a machine!

Qin Feng couldn't see that person's appearance clearly, but this person gave him a very familiar feeling.

"Who is this person?"

Qin Feng's consciousness went in a direction further east. Little did he know that in the midst of the sandstorm, the monk suddenly stopped. He looked up at the direction in which Qin Feng had left, and suddenly spoke.

"I, 'Qin Feng', will definitely find you!"

His voice was cold and devoid of emotion. The wind ruffled the ends of his hair, and a strange pattern was printed on the center of his brow. The most surprising thing is that this person's appearance is exactly the same as Qin Feng!

It's cold!!

Although Qin Feng was in a divine soul state, when he came to this ice field. He still couldn't help but shudder. This coldness goes deep into the heart. As far as the eye can see, it is white. The whole world is frozen in ice. This is the kingdom of ice and snow. The sky was full of snow, as if white elves were flying. Whining!

The wind and snow roared, in the midst of a raging snowstorm. A black shadow rose into the air. It's so fast, it's almost fleeting. But Qin Feng still saw the appearance of the black shadow clearly. It was a bone dragon.