Zhang Feng pondered, after going back, it was time to talk to Shangshui Shanren.

Can you give yourself a salary increase?

It's not fair to think about it, other people's masters are eager to stuff all the spirit stones into their disciples and raise them well.

However, the good people of Shangshui not only took care of themselves as a peerless genius, but also intrigued and worried about themselves everywhere, and even the spirit stones that he had worked so hard to deceive from other sects were calculated as commissions with himself......

Isn't he just being held back in the Qi refining period?

As for you?

On the other side, after Mu Xiaodan sent out the spirit stone, he left in a hurry without looking back.

She also had to go back to help the junior brothers and sisters of the Hundred Refining Sect resist those skeleton generals.

Just as she left, the disciples had already shown their decline.

"Senior sister, are we going to help the Hundred Refining Sect?"

"Senior sister, are you going to fight again?"

"Senior Sister Mu, can we grab the magic weapon again?"

A group of Wufeng disciples asked Mu Qiao'er curiously.

Mu Qiao'er dealt with a few words casually, then walked to Zhang Feng's side, and whispered, "Senior brother, what I said is good, right?"

The conversation just now.

In fact, Zhang Feng has been transmitting to Mu Qiao'er and telling her how to answer.

After all, Mu Qiao'er knows that it is Senior Brother Zhang who really works to speak here. Without Senior Brother Zhang's instructions, how could she dare to make such a big decision on her own?

"Well, that's good. Zhang Feng nodded and stretched out his hand.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?" Mu Qiao'er was stunned.

Zhang Feng looked forward to it: "Spirit stone, spirit stone!"

Mu Qiao'er looked at Zhang Feng with a cautious expression: "Senior brother, you don't want to ...... That's the spirit stone that belongs to the sect! I want to bring it back to the master!"

Zhang Feng: "???"

Bring a fart!

Do you still have my share to bring home?

You don't know what kind of player the special Sheung Shui good guy is.

"Who do you think of me?" Zhang Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said righteously: "Am I the kind of shameless scum who will carry the spirit stone into my pocket? Senior brother is so unbearable in your eyes?"

"No, no, no, of course not. Senior brother, don't get me wrong, you can take it if you want to. ”

Mu Qiao'er's face suddenly became flustered, and she hurriedly handed the storage bag containing fifteen million high-grade spirit stones to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng put away the storage bag.

Hold back the excitement in your heart.

Get up slowly.

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others. Zhang Feng exhaled deeply, and his thunder refining body roared violently.

The mediocre Qi cultivator, standing among the disciples of the Five Peaks, raised his arms and shouted, "Follow me and support our best friend!"

At this time, Zhang Feng, who turned off the special effects, although his cultivation was mediocre.

But at this moment, witnessing Zhang Feng stun a skeleton general with one punch, and followed Zhang Feng to kill a Wufeng disciple who entered and exited seven times, he didn't dare to despise this ordinary boy at all.

"Rush!"

"Take people's money and eliminate disasters for others!"

"Go grab another batch of magic weapons!"

A group of Wufeng disciples who were heavily armed and wearing the ancient magic robes and magic weapons they had snatched from the skeleton generals roared and rushed towards the team of the Hundred Refining Sect.

And at this time.

In the Hundred Refining Gate.

Every disciple of the Hundred Refining Sect was sweating profusely.

The atmosphere became more and more tense and solemn, and there were disciples talking and even laughing between shots before, and at this time, every disciple was eager to lie on the ground.

The horrors of those skeleton warlords have finally appeared.

When these disciples were already tired, these long-dead creatures still rushed towards them screaming as always, without any tiredness.

Every time it shattered, it quickly reassembled, and then put on an ancient magic robe and magic weapon again, and got up again.

Although these skeleton generals can't be regrouped after fifteen kills, now, the skeleton generals who have died the most have only died seven or eight times.

And once the disciples are injured, they simply don't have time to recover.

"Senior brother, what should I do!"

"If we continue like this, we're all going to die here!"

"Damn, Senior Sister Mu originally had 100,000 Bao Dan, and Senior Brother Baihe even had more than 10,000 magic weapons, just to deal with these skeleton generals, but now they have all been swallowed by Zhang Feng......"

"Don't say it, don't get distracted...... Be careful!"

One of the disciples was complaining, distracted, completely unaware that a skeleton warrior rushed to his side.

When he looked back, it was too late.

The flying sword from the ancients buzzed and vibrated under the tremendous force, turning into a streamer.

The sword-wielding skeleton will let out a hearty roar.

The blade of the sword rapidly expanded in the pupils of that Hundred Refining Sect disciple, obscuring the entire field of vision!

At this moment, the disciple only felt cold from head to toe, as if he had seen his head flying, and the fear of death made him completely lose the ability to think.

It is said that the moment before death is extraordinarily long.

A person will see his whole life.

The disciple felt that time had suddenly slowed down, and the tip of the sword was slowly approaching in front of his eyes, and finally stopped!

"Time, stopped?" the disciple was stunned.

only to find that it was not time to stop at all.

Instead, all the skeleton generals present looked behind them in amazement.

The next moment.

The countless skeleton generals who had fought with the disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect before were inextricably linked, all gathered their swords, turned their heads and ran.

There was a terrifying roar that seemed to carry a deep sense of fear.

It was as if they had seen something even more terrifying.

"Strange ......," the immortal disciple muttered with some rejoicing, "What's going on......"

The voice did not fall.

Behind them, there was a sudden sound of dull footsteps.

It was as if between heaven and earth a giant beast that had been sleeping since the flood had awakened and rushed towards them.

The disciple paused for a moment, then turned his head to look behind him.

I saw thousands of skeleton generals dressed in ancient magic robes and magic weapons, fully armed to the teeth, running towards them in a neat formation, screaming!

That speed is even more terrifying than those skeleton generals before it!

Powerful!

"We've got a skeleton warlord behind us!"

"Everyone, be careful!"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"These skeleton generals are even more powerful, they even scared away other skeleton generals!

One by one, the disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect suddenly became a mess.

It's really too abrupt for these skeleton warriors to appear!

This kind of speed, this kind of strength, and the cards that scared away other skeleton generals when they appeared, show that these skeleton generals are definitely not good at stubble!

However.

Just under their horrified gaze.

Just as they waited in fear.

The skeleton warriors who came rushing from the rear bypassed them directly and chased the fleeing skeleton warriors.

One by one, the disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect were dumbfounded.

"What's going on?"

"Civil strife?"

"Who are you scolding Nima, who are you scolding? When the "skeleton general" at the head passed by, he lifted the face armor of the helmet, revealing a mediocre appearance, "We are from Wufeng!"

"Okay, let's not talk about it, we're going to rob!"

"But don't worry, if we collect the money, we will definitely protect you!" Zhang Feng smiled at the person from the Hundred Refining Sect who had a dull expression, "You are my Wufeng's best friend!

After speaking, Zhang Feng went all the way.

Behind him, the Five Peaks disciples screamed and rushed towards those skeleton generals.

"Little darling, don't run!"

"Stop! Didn't you just have a lot of fun?"

"Let's play!"