It was only for a moment that Feng Wuxian thought of this, and his heart shrank, and he did not dare to think about it any longer, but replied in a mournful tone as best he could:

"This is the work of the master's command, I am not afraid to live in it, and I am not afraid that I just want to properly dispose of the junior brother who is sleeping here. ”

After speaking, he immediately lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Yan Changkong's eyes.

Yan Changkong knew him very well, and he sighed helplessly, although the temptation did not reach the goal, but at this time, he was in a hurry, and said sadly: "I can think about this, it's hard for you, do what you think." ”

If Feng Wuxing can properly dispose of the dead disciples for him, if he can carry this for him, even if he does not get on this chariot now, what will happen?

Feng was not afraid to say this, so he bowed, bowed his head and stepped back, and when he was back in the crowd, he straightened up, raised his head, and looked at the people who were meditating and pranayama.

"All of you, life and death are fate, and wealth is in the sky, but this time, more than 100 disciples of the same sect sacrificed their lives here for the race war, which is the misfortune of this sect, but it is the great fortune of the world. ”

After a slight pause, he saw that everyone's eyes were focused, and he said loudly: "The insects will not be destroyed, the battle will not stop, in the future, there will be more brothers who will lose their lives because of this, and more human monks will die because of this, maybe it's you, maybe it's me." ”

He looked around with sad eyes, and the sadness on his face infected everyone.

"But since we are monks, how can we not shoulder the great responsibility of guarding the place of survival? How can we allow this worm to wantonly devour our race? ”

The voice of sorrow spread throughout the jungle, and all the Yimen disciples slowly stood up, their eyes were sad, and some of the younger disciples couldn't help but choke in a low voice when they saw this scene for the first time.

In the past, when I went out for training, there were also people who broke their legs and feet, lost limbs, and even died outside, and their whereabouts are unknown.

But when did everyone see so many corpses of their fellow disciples? This is an immortal cultivator, far beyond mortals, a person who has stepped on the path of immortals, but now he is lying here quietly, never moving again.

"Summoning his soul, returning to his hometown, the fire is rising. Feng Wuxing saw that everyone could almost accept it, and knew that he could not delay any longer, so he shouted loudly, and at the same time pinched the fingers of his right hand, and then spread it out, and a small fireball appeared in the palm of his hand.

Seeing this, everyone also pinched their fingers, and before they could breathe, a small fireball appeared in the palms of the three or four hundred monks.

Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu also came over, although they were extremely weak, but small spells like small fireballs were not just at hand?

"Dust to dust, dust to earth, all the things that have happened before you, finally come to nothing, and send you to the same door for the last time. Wind Fearless was the first to throw small fireballs towards the piled corpses.

All the monks threw fireballs at the corpses.

"Boom"

With a bang, although the power of the small fireball was not large, three or four hundred monks sent it out at the same time, and the power was incomparably amazing.

The fire of spiritual power cannot be extinguished by water, and a pile of corpses will turn into nothingness in a moment, leaving even the ashes behind.

"Everyone, clean up the battlefield, skin this zerg, dig up its core, hand it over to me, and after returning to the base, it will be distributed according to merit. Yan Changkong roared and immediately took over the command.

When everyone heard this, their faces showed a hint of joy, there were dense Zerg killed around here, how many cores did this have?

After the fierce battle and grief, there is a great harvest, an improvement in cultivation, and a guarantee to save one's life, who is not happy.

There was no need to agitate any more, and everyone rushed towards the corpse of the zerg.

In the fierce battle, there are occasionally a few people who can't stop the temptation, and they kill while digging out the core of the Zerg, but later, there are more and more dead Zergs, where can they finish it?

Now that there is no tension of a fierce battle, I get excited, and I dig out the kernel while talking.

And they are all talking about the same thing, how strong should the aura be in the core of the first-order late-stage zerg, and who should it belong to?

"Don't be afraid, you go and dig out the core of the late and middle first order zergs. Yan Changkong didn't seem to hear everyone's discussions, and said to Feng Wufear.

Feng Wuxing originally wanted to help the disciples, but when he heard this, his face changed drastically, his body shook slightly, and he stopped in an instant, but when he turned around, he replied as if nothing happened: "Yes." ”。

When he turned to leave, his eyes quietly glanced at Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu, and when he saw that the two of them had started to meditate and pranayama again, as if they had no opinion on this, he walked quickly to the place where the corpse of the late stage of the first order was.

In a few moments, Feng Wudor returned with three cores, one late core, and two middle cores.

Feeling the rich aura emanating from the three cores, the spiritual liquid in his dantian gradually surged, and his whole body was extremely comfortable.

If you give him the late-stage kernel to refine, he will definitely be able to enter the middle stage of foundation building.

That was his first thought when he first got the kernel.

But now that he handed the three cores to Yan Changkong, his face was extremely calm, and the hand he stretched out did not hesitate, as if what was handed out was not the core that could make him advance to the middle stage, but three ordinary stones.

Yan Changkong took the three cores, the skin and flesh on his face trembled slightly, but his eyes seemed to be unintentional, but he focused on Feng Wuxing's face, and he was slightly disappointed when he saw that he was extremely calm.

With a swipe of his left hand, the three cores disappeared into his hand, and the faces of the people around him showed disappointment.

I thought that Yan Changkong would pass on this core one by one, but now that my hope is disappointed, I can feel the rich aura from afar, but I can't hold it in my hand, which is a pity.

After a stick of incense, the Zerg on the battlefield were almost cut open and the kernel was dug out.

Nearly seven or eight hundred cores entered Yan Changkong's storage bag.

Although most of them are below the tenth layer of Qi refining, they are far from being comparable to the first-order late-stage core, but fortunately, there are enough of them, and they have an explanation when they return to the base.

"I have gained a lot, go back to the base, and reward my deeds. Yan Changkong patted the storage bag lightly, and after confirming its existence, he roared and took the lead in speeding away.

"Yes. The crowd roared in response, and they all rose into the air and galloped towards the camp.

Countless disciples turned around and took a deep look at this battlefield.

What was once an ordinary forest has now become a clearing, with a radius of dozens of miles, no matter the trees, weeds, mountains and rocks, all disappear.

And in these dozens of miles of messy clearing, a charred place is very conspicuous.

This is the place where more than 100 brothers of the same family died.

Yi Heng and Zeng Yushu wanted to follow everyone from a distance, but there were countless disciples who looked back at them from time to time.

In desperation, Zeng Yushu had to help him fly to the front, lined up with Wu Anxing and others, and followed behind Yan Changkong.

Yi Heng's pale face covered the uneasiness in his heart, but at this time, he was extremely apprehensive in his heart.

What Feng Wuxing could think of, he could naturally think of.

Yan Changkong had already tried it a few times just now, and if he didn't deal with it well, I am afraid it would be the time to turn against him and break up completely.

Especially when letting Feng Wuxing collect the first-order late-stage kernel, although Yan Changkong didn't care about it on the surface, his spiritual sense and eyes were paying attention to the two of them in real time.

Zeng Yushu was about to say something, but he was quickly stopped.

Yan Changkong can hide from others, how can he hide from the gossip plate that constantly warns in the Purple Mansion?

At that time, the two of them did not recover a single point of spiritual fluid, and when they fought, they were either killed on the spot, or they fled to life and death.

Otherwise, who wouldn't want the first-order late-stage kernel? What's more, it was obtained by risking his life with his junior brother, if it wasn't for a special reason, how could he be willing to give it with both hands?

This catastrophe barely survived, and basically did not make Yan Changkong suspicious, but there must be fear.

But his jealousy is not to be feared, and what he has to think about is the jealousy of the three major masters.

"It's too sharp this time. I sighed in my heart, looking at it, the way back is not far, but maybe this is the point of no return.

It's okay for the three major masters to be jealous, but if they forcibly ask about the method of improving their cultivation and forcibly try to break through the Jindan period, then, what should they do?

It is impossible to tell them that there is no way to break through the Golden Pill Stage here, and there is no pill to increase the success rate of breakthrough here.

But you can't just leave, the teleportation formation in the forbidden land has to be repaired, otherwise, why is it difficult to get out and set up another mountain from now on?

But what to do when you go back?

Is the master of the three major gates already waiting for him, will Lin Wufeng give him a chance to speak?