In the dense forest hundreds of miles away from Jialan City, it is noon at this time, the sun is dazzling, the mountains and forests are all golden, and in late autumn, even under this beauty, there is still an indescribable gloom.

At this moment, there was a beautiful woman in a bloody robe, following a team of seven people, galloping towards the north together.

The picture zoomed in and found that this person was Li Xuehong, who had lost the battle with Wang Nian before, and he was also wearing a blood robe in front of him, but this blood-colored robe was mixed with purple, which looked better than ordinary blood robes.

The person who can make Li Xuehong follow is nothing more than a strong person in the Bloody Clothes Sect, and she is now a disciple of the Bloody Clothes Sect who has stepped into the foundation and is wearing a blood robe.

"I thought your brother would be the first to step into the foundation building, it's really a trick. The young man at the head looked straight ahead, and when he talked about the red blood, there was a slight regret and pity in his eyes.

"I will inherit the will of the red blood, you don't have to worry about that. Li Xuehong said coldly, not politely because the person in front of him was a monk of Jiedan.

"At that time, the red-blooded cultivator was three points stronger than you, and the person who could seriously injure him and die in battle was not the Zhuji monk?" the young man asked regretfully.

In their eyes, the Li Xuehong sisters and brothers are undoubtedly geniuses in blood cultivation, especially their younger brothers, the elders of the sect have always believed that in the future, Li Hongxue will carry the burden of the sect, so the people of the sect respect and care for this young man very much.

Now that they heard the news of his death, these seven people wanted to avenge him as soon as possible, but Xuehong didn't say much, obviously it was this revenge, and she planned to deal with it herself.

"Now that I have built a foundation for cultivation, and the blood refining Dafa has been completed, that person will be my first cultivation blood food, and he will be satisfied with red blood because of it. Li Xuehong looked at the palm of his hand and said gloomily, as if he was talking to himself and his younger brother.

The six people behind him who were cultivating at the ninth level of Qi were all shocked when they heard this, and even the young man who led the way in front of him was stunned, and then with a surprised gaze, he swept towards Li Xuehong, and his eyes showed a look of satisfaction and surprise in the depths of his eyes.

"Since Li Hongxue is dead, the sect has no choice but to cultivate Li Xuehong, if this sister and brother are safe and sound, there will be one more shining star in my bloody clothes in the future. The young man sighed with emotion in his heart, and immediately after, this person's eyes gradually ignited fiercely.

"Since the sect is limited, it is better to make a big fuss in this Yin Death Domain, and see how your three major sects can become bigger, the rise of the Bloody Clothes Sect is imperative!" The young man recently evoked a cruel sneer, and then his body sped up by three points, and the people behind him were all pulled down a lot, except for the strong blood infrared.

.....

At the same time, the highest floor of the Instrument Spirit Pavilion, in the secret room of the dossier.

"Feng'er, what do you want to do with this demon beast spirit?, old man, have you ever heard of any refining friends you know, speaking of refining weapons, in the Yin Death Domain, who can compare to my Ghost God Valley?" the white-haired old man asked suspiciously.

"Uncle, this time Feng'er is really urgent, I have asked a few senior brothers before, otherwise I won't trouble your old man. Mu Feng said in embarrassment, a little apprehensive in his heart, for fear that his uncle would keep asking.

"Without my command, who of them would dare to bring you something? Although this demon beast spirit soul is not a rare thing, it is not an ordinary object, which one of them was not taken from the death of the great demon who became a spirit. The white-haired old man sighed and spoke, with an attitude of careful teaching by his elders.

Mu Feng nodded after hearing this, and then said yes, at this moment, Mu Feng had joy in his heart, he knew very well that when it was time for his uncle to educate him, it would mean that the matter was done.

"Okay, go back and go to your fourth junior brother to get it, remember, take as much as you want, don't waste it too much. ”

Feng'er thanked her uncle for his success. Seeing this, Mu Feng immediately bowed, and the joy in his eyes was not concealed at all.

He couldn't be more aware of this uncle, the relationship between the two has always been very good, although he didn't want to hide it from his uncle, but the things that happened behind Wang Nian were too appalling.

At present, I just want to do it silently, and when the situation is stable, I plan to talk to my uncle, and then whether it is to report to the sect or report to the clan, it remains to be discussed.

"By the way, uncle, Feng'er still has one more matter, but Feng'er doesn't know whether to tell you or not. Mu Feng said hesitantly.

Seeing Mu Feng like this, the white-haired old man was not impatient, but said again with a loving smile, "It's good to say something, with your current position, some things don't necessarily have to go through your uncle, you can make your own decisions." ”

"Feng'er has a friend, he wants to go to the northern region of the Demon Mountain, I wonder if I can take him for a ride in the name of our Ghost God Valley?" Mu Feng replied truthfully.

"Since Feng'er's friend must be a good cultivator, so it's fine. My Shadow God Valley is one of the three major sects in the Yin Death Domain, but the disciple's cultivation strength is not as good as the other two sects, so it's good for your friend to come here and make a strong reputation. When the white-haired old man heard this, he pondered the time it took to breathe, and he considered the benefit.

Mu Feng was overjoyed when he saw this, and now that both things have been done, he thinks that he will leave a good impression when he comes to Wang Nian.

"Thank you, uncle, for making it happen. Mu Feng said respectfully.

The white-haired old man didn't know what he had thought, he frowned and smiled slightly, "I think you must have heard about the influence of the Northern Region of the Demon Mountain this time, if this friend of yours can help my sect, if he is unwilling, see what needs he has, meet them and then strive for it." ”

"This... Feng'er went back and planned carefully, and he would persuade that person when he turned back, uncle, don't worry. Thoughts flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, and he agreed.

This trip to the north by the disciples of the three major sects of the Yin Death Domain, he also knew the importance of the issues involved, so it was indeed a breakthrough on Wang Nian's side.

It's just that his meaning was still very clear before, if he said it directly, it would be a little abrupt, Mu Feng thought to himself, let's take one step at a time, maybe there will be some turnaround.

.....

The ten-day period passed in a flash, and Wang Nian came to the door of the Jiling Pavilion early in the morning, looked at it twice, and walked in.

"Haha, Brother Wang is really punctual, I haven't seen him for many days, I see that Brother Wang's cultivation seems to be improving again!" Mu Feng was full of smiles, and when he saw Wang Hou's heart, he couldn't help but move, and then said in surprise.

Although ten days is not a long time, in Mu Feng's eyes, the changes in the year of the king can really be seen with the naked eye.

If it is said that Wang Nian has condensed qi for eighty percent cultivation, and his spiritual power is vain, it is obvious that he has just broken through, but now he sees that Wang Nian's spiritual power is strong and abnormal, and his whole body unconsciously exudes a faint spiritual pressure, which is comparable to that of a ninth-layer monk of condensation.

This kind of qualification, the future achievements are absolutely extraordinary, and now befriending him is undoubtedly a long-term and potential investment in Mu Feng's view.

Mu Daoyou laughed, but he consolidated the lower realm. ”

"This time, I don't know how Mu Daoyou handled what Wang asked for?" Wang Nian turned sharply and asked with a light smile.

Mu Feng saw that Wang Nian went straight to the topic and did not ink, and after taking Wang Nian to the secret room, he took out a storage bag and handed it to Wang Nian.

"Brother Wang, Mu Mou has lived up to his trust this time, look at it, these spirits don't know if they are enough. ”

"If Brother Wang is not satisfied, Mu is really out of line, and there is nothing else to say. Mu Feng opened his mouth solemnly, obviously saying that he had entered the maximum ability, and he didn't say much about how difficult it was, but instead showed that he had done what he should have done.

As the king said before the year, give me what you can.

Opening the storage bag, Wang Nian's face did not change in the slightest, and he just glanced at it, looking indifferent.

In fact, Wang Nian didn't understand what the spirit was at all, so he mainly asked Su Ning to take a look, but this expression was placed in front of Mu Feng's eyes, but it made his heart full of feelings.

I'm afraid that my effort will be thankless.

"I'm tired of Mu Daoyou this time, so I'll take the things. Wang Nian said indifferently, and did not comment on whether the spirit of this demon beast was qualified, but Wang Nian's actions undoubtedly gave Mu Feng an affirmation.

"Haha, it's good that Brother Wang can use it, haha. Mu Feng finally put down the stone in his heart, and then smiled heartily.

"Didn't Brother Wang say that he was going to go to the northern region of the Demon Mountain, Mu Mou here has already taken care of it, and when the time comes, you can just follow my sect team with my disciples of the Ghost God Valley. Mu Feng didn't wait for Wang Nian to ask, and said very consciously first.

"Mu Daoyou is really reliable, my elder really didn't say it wrong, Brother Mu's favor, Wang wrote it down, and he will repay it in the future. Seeing this, Wang Nian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then thanked him with a sincere face.

After hearing this, Mu Feng hurriedly excused himself, and the two exchanged pleasantries, and Wang Nian asked about the details.

"Wang doesn't know what your sect is going to the northern region of the Demon Mountain, so it's a bit abrupt to ask directly. Wang Nian apologized slightly and asked.

"Haha, out of the way, out of the way. ”

"This trip to the Northern Regions of the Demon Mountain can't be some disciples in the sect who are about to be promoted to build a foundation, but the Northern Regions of the Demon Mountain is nothing more than a competition with the disciples of the sect in other domains. ”

"It's not just me who went back to the Valley of the Hidden Gods, but I also sent disciples to go there like the other two upper sects. Mu Feng patiently explained.

Hearing this, Wang Nian couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, and then asked, "It was rumored that the Yin Death Domain and the Northern Demon Mountain Region were closely related, it seems that this rumor is true?"

"Haha, if it was really close and extraordinary, I wouldn't be competing like this every year. Mu Feng smiled casually, and in his heart he had already begun to think about how to let Wang Nian set foot on the big ship of the Valley of the Hidden Gods.

"Every year, why is this? Anyway, the people who go to the competition are all genius protégés of the sect?" Wang Nian asked curiously, obviously what Mu Feng said was still very different from what he had guessed in his heart.

"It's not that the geniuses are not, it's just a batch of outstanding disciples who have emerged, and the exchange between the two domains, although there are not many rumors, it is indeed carried out in secret every year, and some of the things involved in it, Mu Mou is inconvenient to say more. Mu Feng said softly with a little regret.

In Wang Nian's opinion, this matter is by no means so simple, and he can't help but be a little worried in his heart, whether he will be involved because of this, but then again, isn't there only one Shangzong in the northern region of the Demon Mountain?

"One Qi Sword Sect !!"