Spend the night safely. When there was still sparse starlight in the sky, Qin Feng and the others comfortably got out of the tent, yawned, and began to pack up the tent.

Wu Dong's eyes glanced at Qin Feng, who was not very interested, and said with a smile: "Brother, the seven days are almost up, let's wander around the jungle for a few more days, hunt some demonic beasts casually, and then we can go back." Speaking in detail, this time I have gained a lot, tsk, I have to disgust Ji Ming when I go back this time. ”

Qin Feng smiled bitterly, the task of the others was completed, but he didn't even see Liu Heiyun's hair, so he went back like this, and he didn't have a share of 200,000, which was too far from the price difference of the information!

The plan in his heart was originally intended to tell everyone after killing Liu Heiyun, but now it seems that it must be implemented.

After Qin Feng took the camp back to accept the ring, he summoned everyone over and discussed with them, but everyone was excited, applauding again and again, and looking at Qin Feng's eyes, there was a fiery fire that could not be hidden.

......

On the steep cliff, two figures loomed in the faint morning light.

"Haha, it's another sword sting, today's luck is okay!"

The man who was carrying a small beast with green wings on his back and constantly struggling laughed, and when he was about to kill the little beast and remove the magic core inside, his smile suddenly froze.

The sword sting, which was already extremely weak, suddenly shook wildly as if it was dying, and after breaking off the flesh and blood that the man had pinched, it stumbled and flew up, and gradually disappeared from the field of vision of the two.

The man stared blankly at the remaining flesh and blood on his hands: "Lao Li, today's luck is too bad, even the sword sting is crazy, I think we should go back..."

Not far away in the jungle, under the layers of leaves.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is actually going to die under the siege of these Qinglin snakes, I'm unwilling!"

The man covered in blood, the blood on his face was about to coagulate, his teeth were clenched, the mutilated machete in his hand was clenched, his face was fierce, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the dozens of Qinglin snakes in front of him, which meant that the fish were dead and the net was broken.

Just when he was bitten by the Qinglin snake on his right arm, the machete in his hand "clanged" to the ground, and when his face was desperate, those Qinglin snakes suddenly stopped, as if they had been summoned by some kind of summons, and they retreated back in unison, and the leaves on the ground rustled.

The man was frightened, hurriedly picked up the machete on the ground, and fled towards the Red Void Mountain.

The same scene was staged in many places in the southern part of Chixu Mountain.

And the valley where Qin Feng and the others hunted the gold-splitting blue-winged wolf became a burial ground for low-level demonic beasts at this time, and the demonic beasts that came from all sides stayed in place expressionlessly, and were cut down one by one by the large-scale spiritual skills of Wu Dong and others, and the blood instantly stained the ground red.

"Brother, we are going to make a lot of money today!"

Wu Dong stood beside Qin Feng, looking at the corpses that were almost piled up, his mouth kept swallowing saliva, although it had been a long time, he still couldn't believe it, this was a hunt, this was clearly a slaughter!

Qin Feng smiled, in fact, he was also shocked, he originally thought that it would be good to be able to control more than a dozen at the same time, but later he found out that as long as it was a first-order demonic beast, it was simply endless to control!

Qin Feng finally understood at this time, why Ying Lao had an extremely contemptuous look when he mentioned the beast master, no matter how powerful the Kaiyang Realm beast master was, controlling a dozen first-order demonic beasts was the top of the sky, and the second-order demonic beasts were at most one or two, and on the other hand, Qin Feng, controlling more first-order demonic beasts would not be wasted, as for the second-order demonic beasts, they could control about a dozen, this was the gap!

The dense Imperial Soul Line, transparent and colorless, centered on Qin Feng, spreads to the surroundings like a spider's web, thousands of zhang!

In addition to being excited, Wu Dong also flashed a trace of worry: "Brother, isn't this too much fanfare, if it attracts the attention of other strong people, a bloody battle will inevitably break out!"

Qin Feng comforted Wu Dong, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, if someone really dared not to look long, even if he was a powerhouse in the late stage of the Blood Sacrifice Realm, in front of tens of thousands of beast tides, he would have to hate him!

That being said, there is no shortage of people without eyesight in this world.

"Brother Huang, this... With so many magic cores, how much can they be sold for!"

On the cliff in the south of Chixu Mountain, several figures stared blankly at the corpses of demonic beasts everywhere, and looked at the eyes of the leading middle-aged man, full of fanaticism and strong **, eager to rush down directly and dig up a lot of demon cores.

The middle-aged man glanced at it, touched a terrifying scar on his chest, and sneered: "It turns out that Wu Dong of the blood blade is also here, just to avenge the last shot, let's go, let's go and slaughter that guy now!"

The piercing sound of breaking wind sounded in mid-air, and the middle-aged man looked at Qin Feng condescendingly, and said lightly: "Boy, if I guessed correctly, you should be a beast master, now I will give you two choices, one is to follow me, and the other is to ..."

"Huang Yancheng, you shameless thing, you still dare to come!"

Wu Dong, who heard the sound, smiled fiercely, and three huge thunderbolts that were almost stacked together roared, cutting through the void and splitting towards the middle-aged man in mid-air.

"Wood Spirit Lock!"

Huang Yancheng waved his arm, as if it was infinitely extended, like two chains, staggered separately, and quickly tied up Wu Dong, who had come from the storm.

"Medium-grade soul locking spirit weapon?" Qin Feng shouted in surprise as he looked at the spirit weapon on Huang Yancheng's arm.

The so-called soul locking spirit weapon refers to a large classification of spirit weapons, this kind of spirit weapon, without any attack power, but more terrifying than most attack spirit weapons, its almost terrifying ability to trap the enemy, is a nightmare for many cultivators, once locked, there is almost no way to escape.

Fortunately, this kind of spiritual weapon is not common in the cultivation world, there are only a few pieces, and the one Huang Yancheng wears on his arm is one of the few wood-attribute soul locking spiritual weapons, the Wood Spirit Lock.

"Damn, old Huang thing, there's a kind of heads-up that is just bright, don't use this thing to disgust Lao Tzu!" Wu Dong scolded and scolded, his body kept shaking, but he couldn't break free.

"Little brother, what are you thinking about the choice I mentioned?" Huang Yancheng was still expressionless, as if he was looking at a prey that had no power to resist, and glanced at Qin Feng.

Wu Dong sneered: "Huang Yancheng, if the Tianlan royal family knows, you are not afraid of being screwed off your head?"

What Wu Dong said was naturally the identity of Qin Feng's beast master.

"Beast Master, if they are all dead, who will know, who cares?" Huang Yancheng's eyes showed a cold glow, and his gaze was gloomy.

Beast Master?Qin Feng is not, and he doesn't disdain it.

"I also have two choices, how about you think about it?" Qin Feng didn't look at Huang Yancheng, his eyes were fixed on Mu Lingsuo, and he said lightly: "First, go and help me pick up the demon core." Second, beat you up, and then go and help me pick up the demon core, what do you like?"