Wang Yanfang's eyes stared at Shen Cong, his mouth moved slightly, but he didn't speak, and his heart had already turned upside down. Last night, the two of them found her and said that they could make Shen Cong disappear, and Yue Sheng showed the power of the late stage of the seventh-order mountain-moving realm, and the Yue cage on the side looked even more powerful than Yue Sheng, and it was very likely that he was a seventh-order overlord.

What is a seventh-order overlord, it is the same cultivation combat power as the head of the first-line sword sect, as long as you think about it a little, you can understand how terrifying the power you have. Wang Yanfang didn't know what feud the two of them had with Shen Cong, but none of this mattered, the important thing was that she could borrow a knife to kill people.

The dignified strength of the late stage of the seventh-order mountain-moving realm, to kill a sixth-order cultivator, it was definitely a matter of hand-to-hand, and even the two of them were thanked for it, and they also took some spiritual materials to Wang Yanfang. As an elite disciple of the first-line sword sect, Wang Yanfang's resources for daily cultivation will naturally not be less, but it will definitely not be too much.

After all, there are too many disciples of the first-line sword sect, and there are many who are better than her. The precious spiritual materials on Wang Yanfang's body were more collected by himself. And if they didn't reach the seventh-order mountain movement, most of the spiritual materials collected were naturally at the sixth-order level, and the seventh-order spiritual materials given by the two of Yue Lang, Wang Yanfang naturally did not accept them politely.

You can not only be angry, but also get a lot of money, why not. And from the moment Wang Yanfang agreed to this matter, Wang Yanfang regarded Shen Cong as a dead man. Being targeted by such a strong man, even Zhang Yufeng, the first person of the current younger generation of the first-line sword sect, is bound to die, let alone Shen Cong.

But now, here, in the central place, Wang Yanfang actually saw Shen Cong, and this shock made Wang Yanfang almost lose control. It was the powerhouse of the seventh-order overlord who personally besieged and killed, what kind of strength was needed to escape. Although Wang Yanfang could see that Shen Cong was seriously injured at this moment, it was precisely because of the serious injury that the two sides had indeed met, but they were forced to flee by Shen Cong, this kind of strength is too low to say that the horror is too low.

All kinds of thoughts turned in Wang Yanfang's mind, and finally gradually turned into cold. Shen Cong's strength is now beyond doubt, and since the sect agrees with Shen Cong's use of the teleportation array, it will definitely not lend another hand.

Taking advantage of Shen Cong's serious injury, kill him to prevent other future troubles! Thinking of this, Wang Yanfang looked at Shen Cong's gaze, and the murderous aura was pervasive.

"Sit on the teleportation array and come to this place. Shen Cong smiled softly, not having the slightest reaction to Wang Yanfang's murderous aura.

"You're really lucky, but I don't know if there's any luck like that in the future. Wang Yanfang calmed down, and even more restrained his murderous aura, with a smile on his face, as if facing a friend.

"I've had good luck. Shen Cong showed his white teeth, and Wang Yanfang's brows moved slightly.

"Okay, let's find a place to live first, and at the same time inquire when the ship leaving Canghai Island will start!" Zhang Yufeng said in a low voice, these words were naturally said to the people of the first-line sword sect, as for those casual cultivators, it didn't matter if they wanted to follow them or not. It's just that before leaving, Zhang Yufeng glanced at Shen Cong, and the meaning in his eyes made people wonder.

Some casual cultivators followed behind the people of the first-line sword sect, and they were not familiar with the place, so it was better to have helpers, and after they became familiar, they could leave. And there were only three who remained in place, including Shen Cong.

"Coming to the central place, in order to experience, relying on the strength of others, you can only be weak forever, two, there will be a period later!" One of them had a slightly raised head, his expression looked very proud, and after saying this, he turned around and left directly.

"I have something to do, so I'm leaving. The other person glanced at Shen Cong, with a hint of pity in his eyes, and disappeared into the hall without saying much. Shen Cong smiled slightly, I'm afraid that in the eyes of others, Shen Cong will inevitably die next. was targeted by the people of the first-line sword sect, and more importantly, Shen Cong was injured, which anyone could see.

At a glance, it can be seen that this is not an ordinary injury, but a serious injury, and how much combat power is left is a question. If you were any of them, with such an injury and no one else to help, you would definitely not come to the Central Land, although there are all kinds of opportunities here, but there are still many demons who eat people and don't spit out bones, and whether Shen Cong can survive the first-line sword sect is a question, and no one is optimistic.

With a hint of a smile on the corner of Shen Cong's mouth, watching the figures of those people disappear, Shen Congcai slowly walked forward. Stepping out of the teleportation hall, an amazing aura of heaven and earth rushed to his face, Shen Cong was slightly stunned, such a concentration of heaven and earth aura, and the aura appeared to be extremely active, but he couldn't feel it in the hall before.

"The Central, no wonder!"

Possessing such a concentration of heaven and earth aura has the foundation for achieving a strong person. Of course, there is no inevitable connection between the amount of aura and the final height, and it is only with such a foundation that there are other possibilities. And this is only the edge of the central place, so what kind of scene should it be in other places?

And under such an aura, there must be a lot of heaven and earth treasures that have been bred, thinking of this, Shen Cong's heart is full of energy. Looking at the scene of people coming and going on the street, Shen never disappeared into the crowd.

After a stick of incense, Shen Cong stayed in an inn on Canghai Island. The price is extremely expensive, compared to the Northern Domain Group, this is a luxury area, and ordinary sixth-order Xingyun cultivators are probably not willing to take out so many things, just to stay in an inn. But the inn here is not useless, although the decoration is ordinary, but the inn is actually covered with a gathering source formation, as well as a formation that Shen has never seen, the effect is to calm the mind, and there is a slight mysterious artistic conception in it.

Shen Cong tried it slightly, and it actually had a little magic of enlightenment. This discovery shocked Shen Cong's heart, the Enlightenment Dao must have a powerful divine soul power, or break through the Great Realm, and the Heavenly Dao will descend. The former, must have enough strength and realm, or be talented, then there is nothing to say.

The latter is just a few times in a practitioner's life. Shen went from the list of latent spirits in the True Spirit Hall to the top 100, so he had a little bit of spiritual thoughts unique to the seventh-order mountain-moving realm, which could be regarded as an additional use for enlightenment. And now it is here, and it has encountered such a formation.

I don't know how long the True Spirit Hall has been standing, there is nothing to say about that ability, what is the origin of this inn, it is so magical, and it is no wonder that the price is so evil. Shen Cong shook his head slightly, didn't think much about it, crossed his knees, the aura of heaven and earth surged, and there was a layer of fluctuations on the surface of his body.

The injury was too serious, and Shen Cong didn't ask to be able to get better immediately, but at least he had to have a certain amount of combat power to protect himself. Although Da Hei is a sixth-order top demon beast, it is more about galloping in speed, and his real strength is not much stronger than that of a sixth-order overlord. And when I meet those genius cultivators in the Central Land, I'm afraid it will be even more inadequate.

Thinking of this, Shen couldn't help but remember the little guy. If the little guy's transformation was completed now, Shen never dared to say that he would be able to walk sideways in the central place, but as long as he was careful, there would be no other danger at all. But fortunately, the little guy was only sleeping temporarily, and under the condition that Shen Cong continued to invest in various spiritual materials, the speed of the little guy's recovery was improving.

And as long as he survives such a difficult period of time now, Shen Cong's combat strength recovers, and he doesn't have to worry too much.

The thoughts in his mind slowly subsided, and Shen Cong fell into a state of thoughtlessness. The injuries in the body are constantly recovering, especially the improvement of the physique, so that the recovery of the injury is getting faster and faster, from time to time there is a trace of wind blade bursting out from Shen Cong's body, those are the attacks of the two of them, the dark injuries left in Shen Cong's body, these xenogeneous energies must be cleared of light, and Shen Cong will recover.

On the other side, the people of the first-line sword sect also found a place to live and settle down. Zhang Yufeng, as the chief, constantly arranged for other people to do things, and the same was true for those casual cultivators. Since he is willing to follow, he naturally has to do things, and in front of Zhang Yufeng, no one can be idle and not move.

"Senior Brother Zhang, that Shen San!" Wang Yanfang walked up to Zhang Yufeng and said in a low voice.

"That Shen San is already seriously injured, and it can be regarded as a punishment, so I don't think I should hold on to it. Zhang Xiao said on the side, he didn't know that Shen Cong had escaped from the hands of a powerhouse in the late stage of the Seventh-Order Mountain Moving Realm, and he thought that it was only Wang Yanfang who teleported Shen Cong to a dangerous place.

"That Shen Cong must die, otherwise he will definitely take revenge!" Wang Yanfang said coldly.

"Seriously injured and dying, he can still move, he can be regarded as determined. Zhang Yufeng's eyes were extremely vicious, and he actually saw Shen Cong's previous injuries at once.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you won't have the heart to love talents. Wang Yanfang was worried, if even Zhang Yufeng didn't agree, then she could only do it herself. But imagining that Shen Cong could escape from the hands of a seventh-order powerhouse, Wang Yanfang was afraid in his heart.

"Haha, this kind of thing, even if he is a talent, what can he do!, but since the head of the sect has entered him into the teleportation array, I think it is to let your temperament be sharpened, junior sister. The central place is not a first-line sword sect, nor is it a first-line city, there are too many strong people here, we must be cautious in everything we do here, otherwise one wrong step will really be all wrong. Zhang Yufeng said solemnly.

"Senior sister understands!"

Wang Yanfang nodded hurriedly, she just wanted to kill Shen Cong now, otherwise the other party or Wang Yanfang would have an illusion that she was on her back.

"If you understand, I'll find a chance, and you will go with me then. Zhang Yufeng nodded, and Wang Yanfang's face couldn't help but show joy.

For three whole days, Shen Cong did not take a step out of the inn, even if he learned that the latest ship leaving Canghai Island was about to set sail, Shen never moved. The injury is improving, Shen Cong must ensure that he has enough strength, for this, Shen Cong would rather spend a little more time, and in terms of safety, this inn is very guaranteed, and the price is not unjust.

"Guest officer, someone asked to see him, saying that it was a first-line sword sect, but the guest officer wanted to meet him?"

During the break, a spirit rune flew into the room, and Shen Congyi pointed open, and the words of the innkeeper came.