Qianxin Langjun and Qi Heng suddenly couldn't make up their minds, and the scene was cold.

As a casual cultivator, Qi Heng was able to cultivate to the late stage of foundation building, not only by chance, but also by a trace of his own caution.

Qi Heng slowly took a step, drove the light and searched carefully on the mountain where everyone was, and indeed did not find any suspicious figures, and immediately took a breath hanging in his heart, slowly spit it out, and looked at the middle-aged monk pretended by Ling Feng, there was no longer a trace of fear, only a strong killing intent.

Qi Heng retracted his retreat and fell to the side of Thousand Poison Langjun, nodding slightly at everyone.

Qianxin Langjun and his five subordinates suddenly sneered, looking unscrupulous.

In an instant, the five people surrounding Ling Feng had all kinds of brilliance rising in their hands, and they were about to throw themselves at Ling Feng.

"Slowly, even if you can't catch it alive, you have to ensure the integrity of your body, what if the snow condensation is damaged!" Qi Heng hurriedly stopped the five people.

Qianxin Langjun glanced at the five people, and these five people immediately put away the magic weapon in their hands and attacked Ling Feng with their bare hands.

The five of them relied on the cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, and they didn't take Ling Feng to heart at all, and at this time, two punches had already hit his face, and they would hit him if they advanced another inch.

At the last moment, the mountain where everyone was located, a strong wind suddenly rose, rolling up the loess in the sky, and suddenly Qi Heng, Thousand Poison Langjun and the five people besieging Ling Feng couldn't open their eyes.

However, for the foundation building monks, no matter how big the wind and sand are, they can't stop their steps.

When the five of them released their divine senses and prepared to continue to attack towards Ling Feng, something strange happened, each of them could only perceive a range of one or two steps around them, and it seemed that their divine senses were blocked.

A long strip of magic weapon with white gloss, instantly flashed through the left chest of the five people in turn, and Yuan Bai killed the five early foundation building monks with only one move.

Qianxin Langjun and Qi Heng knew that they had been ambushed at the first moment when the wind swept up the loess, and at this time, Qianzhulangjun was anxiously shouting for the five people who had died.

Qianzhi Langjun, who was also in the early stage of foundation building, relied on these five people to follow and protect him when he went out, without these five people, he didn't dare to guarantee that Qi Heng would not do anything to him, let alone the master who was still lurking in the shadows.

The wind and sand in the sky only lasted for a quarter of an hour, and when Thousand Poison Langjun and Qi Heng reopened their eyes, they were greeted by a terrifying scene.

The five people who besieged Ling Feng all maintained their last moments, but everyone's faces were full of fear, and there was a huge hole in their chests, and they were already dead at this moment.

"Puff ......"

The sound of five consecutive bodies falling to the ground sounded, and Qian Poison Langjun and Qi Heng both trembled in their hearts.

Qi Heng has the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, and he is well-informed, he is already very old, and he is not afraid of death in his heart. However, there was a ferocity, and he lifted one of his rippling swords and stabbed it towards Ling Feng's chest.

Qi Heng and Ling Feng were only a dozen steps apart, and with the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building, the tip of the sword was about to pierce Ling Feng's chest in just a moment.

Qi Heng didn't really want to kill Ling Feng, he wanted to kidnap Ling Feng and force the hidden master to show up.

A slender white jade long stick appeared in Qi Heng's field of vision, and it quickly struck towards his throat, if he continued to stab this sword, he would definitely be killed by this stick.

Just as Qi Heng was about to fight to break the net and want to die with the middle-aged man, an illusory figure flashed in front of him, and the middle-aged monk who was originally meditating on the ground disappeared.

It's a pity that the sword in Qi Heng's hand is castrated, and he has no time to defend himself.

Suddenly, Qi Heng's eyes widened, with an unbelievable expression on his face, and his left hand tightly covered his neck.

All this happened between the lightning and flint, and the thousand poisons on the side were all in the capital

didn't understand it, and then watched a scene that made him completely collapse.

Qi Heng, who was covering his neck, glanced hard at the eastern hillside, where the middle-aged monk was meditating and breathing unharmed, and his face still did not have a trace of fear.

A thought flashed in Qi Heng's heart, it turned out that he and Qianxin Langjun were the prey in the eyes of others.

A line of blood burst out from the gap between Qi Heng's fingers, and soon there was a second, a third.

More and more blood lines converged into a column of blood, splashing Qianxin Langjun's face, and at this time, his whole person was stunned.

Thousand Poison Lang Jun Changsheng, as the only son of the famous monk in the late stage of foundation building, has been pampered since he was a child, and his own talent is indeed very high, so it has been smooth sailing for so many years. As long as he wants, there is almost nothing he can't get, and at this time, he faced such a turn of events alone, and his mind suddenly collapsed.

"Wake up, how do you want to die?" Ling Feng didn't know when he had already walked not far from the Thousand Poison Langjun and said to him with a grin.

"No, no, don't come here!" Qian Poison Langjun kept wiping the blood on his face with both hands, his hands trembled slightly, and he said a little crazy.

Ling Feng didn't care about him for the time being, but walked towards a few corpses, these people were the lowest in the early stage of foundation building, and there were a lot of treasures on their bodies, he wouldn't miss them.

After having the experience of the Heavenly Tower, Ling Feng understood the gap between himself and the top forces, and he would not waste any resources.

Ling Feng inspected it very carefully, and even stripped off the clothes of some corpses, and obtained a total of four rings and two jade pendant-like storage magic weapons, as well as a number of magic weapons, which he threw into the ancient rings.

Touching the ancient ring, Ling Feng was obviously still unsatisfied, and glanced at the Thousand Poison Langjun who had barely calmed down, Ling Feng showed a warm smile.

After making sure that there was no leftover, Ling Feng summoned the wind groan with a thought and cast the wind and fire to burn the plain, although the power of the fire was slightly weaker, but it was not a problem to burn these corpses to ashes.

A gust of wind came out, and six white ashes on the ground flew with the wind, and the only evidence of the existence of these six people was also destroyed by Ling Feng.

The blood stains on Qianxin Langjun's face have not been completely wiped away, but at this time they have been occupied by white, red and white, hideous and terrifying.

"This senior, please spare my life, I am willing to sacrifice all the treasures. "Qianyu Langjun didn't have a trace of courage in his heart at this time, and he only hoped to escape his life.

Ling Feng smiled slightly, a little disdainful that Thousand Poison Langjun couldn't recognize the facts.

"Your whole body is now in my hands, and what you have on you is naturally mine. Ling Feng smiled faintly.

"Seniors spare their lives, my father is the Thousand-Handed Poison King, and he still has many treasures. Qianyu Langjun cried and shouted, he had no chips at the moment.

"Bang. ”

Yuan Bai held a white jade long stick and slammed it on the back of Qianyu Langjun's head, knocking him out in an instant.

"Yuan Bai, how has the appearance of your magic weapon changed?" Ling Feng said curiously when he saw that the former flat pole was now more like a stick.

"Hui Gongzi, after the last promotion of the spirit weapon, I have become like this, and I am a little unaccustomed to it. Yuan Bai glanced at the white jade long stick in his hand, and seemed to be more satisfied with his current appearance, after all, he was now a handsome young man with a white face, not the dysentery he used to be.

Ling Feng ransacked all the treasures on the body of Thousand Poison Langjun, left a note, and left him alone.

Yuan Bai glanced at the Thousand Poison Langjun with slippery eyes, and the eyelids of his two eyes jumped straight.

Without further ado, the two of them flew towards Yubei Town, and Chen Qi had already returned to Cambrian Town first.

Outside the Lingmeng Gate, there are Xin Yun, Yu Qingrong and Chen Hui presiding, Moshan, Yuzhuke, and Tiebi Weng assisting, and the inner door is tightly only one just cast

Han Tianran, who had followed suit, presided over the overall situation, and Ling Feng was afraid that he would not be able to convince the public, so he hurriedly sent Chen Qi back.

An hour later, the Thousand Poison Langjun on the barren mountain slowly woke up, he stood up suddenly, and slapped himself, and suddenly five blood marks appeared on his face, and the palm just now obviously used a lot of strength.

However, Qianyu Langjun felt a hot pain on his face, and suddenly danced with his hands. This time, he didn't even die, and glanced at the note next to him, which read: For your father's sake, Rao'er will die.

Qianxin Langjun slowly picked up the note, his face showed a fierceness, and his two hands made a movement to tear the note apart, but he stopped.

Regardless of his bare-chestedness, Qianyu Langjun drove the light and rushed towards the direction of Tianyun Village, although the treasures of the whole body were taken, but the foundation building was still there, and it only took one day to return to Tianyun Village.

After experiencing this catastrophe and not dying, Thousand Poison Langjun understands a truth, only if you are as strong as your father's Thousand Hands Poison King, others will look up to you, and this time you can survive by relying on your father's prestige.

Ling Feng and Yuan Bai landed outside Yubei Town together, and no one noticed them at this time, so the two of them disguised themselves and came back to the town, but this time he found an ordinary inn called "Yuelai" to settle down.

After Ling Feng and Yuan Bai each entered their rooms to rest, Ling Feng took out the treasures he had put in during the day.

Four rings, three jade pendants, three flying swords, and four strangely shaped magic weapons.

Ling Feng released his divine sense to check them one by one, and immediately smiled, this time the harvest was huge, there were no less than a million spirit stones alone, and there were even more than 20 medium-grade spirit stones, a number of spirit grass spirit pills, especially the three flying swords, which were a water attribute flying sword of a high-grade magic weapon, and two fire attribute flying swords of an intermediate magic weapon.

The marks on these flying swords either dissipated by themselves or were forcibly erased by Yuan Bai, and at this time, they could directly recognize the master, and Ling Feng was not polite, and recognized the master one by one.

Ling Feng finally managed to scrape together the flying swords of the five attributes of wind, fire, water, earth, and thunder, although the levels were uneven, and even the thunder sword was only a stone embryo, but the five attributes had already been made up.

When Ling Feng put the five flying swords and the Thunder Sword Stone Embryo into the Jade Jue together, the two fire-attribute flying swords were unexpectedly grouped together, and they devoured each other, and finally turned into one, only one step away from being promoted to a high-level magic weapon.

Ling Feng's heart shook wildly, it was rare that his magic weapon was like Yuan Bai's white jade flat dan, would he eat the magic weapon to advance?

With a hint of suspicion, Ling Feng picked up a spear-shaped fire magic weapon and directly put it into the jade jue, and suddenly the newborn fire attribute flying sword was entangled with the spear-shaped magic weapon, and soon began to devour each other, and finally turned into a black sword-shaped magic weapon, but it was still an intermediate magic weapon.

Moreover, the flying swords of the five attributes also have a vague connection with each other, and it seems that they are about to become a whole.

Unfortunately, Ling Feng didn't continue experimenting, because he didn't have the magic weapon of the corresponding attribute at hand.

There were still three intermediate magic weapon-level magic weapons with different styles left, and Ling Feng was going to go back and give them to the Chu family's ancestor brothers to transform them and reward them.

This time he gained so much, and what Ling Feng was most happy about was getting a high-grade magic weapon-level women's pleated skirt armor, which was much better than asking the Dao Sect's Xuanniao Hundred Feather Dao Suit.

Suddenly, Ling Feng's heart was dark again, this dress was the most suitable for Ah Li, but at this time, she didn't know where to go.

For a moment, Ling Feng's interest was exhausted, and with a wave of his hand, he put all the remaining items into the ancient ring, closed his eyes and breathed.