If you want to hear the news, you naturally need to find someone to ask, and if you can come to this relatively desolate place, there must not be many people, and he has to see if there is a chance to inquire about some news.

He slowed down, steadied on his feet, and quietly approached where he had spoken. After walking less than two zhang away from where he spoke, he didn't dare to approach like this again, so he cast a phantom array, and with the help of the phantom array, he walked forward for another distance.

At this time, the distance was already very close, and with the help of the formation cover, he straightened up and looked forward.

I saw that in front of me, there was a pair of men and women with brocade quilts under them, and their clothes were untidy.

The man's first price cultivator cultivates, looking at his appearance, he is very handsome, and he is only in his twenties, and a pair of big hands are roaming on the woman's body. The woman is no longer young, she is more than forty years old, and she is also a beginner cultivator, with an average appearance, a flushed face, and she is whispering.

"That dead ghost, if Brother Rong is half warm, my sister will not be so lonely. ”

The man leaned into the woman's ear and said, "I know that Sister Qian loves her brother the most, what does it have to do with that old ghost!"

Woman: "Just your clever mouth, you obviously covet the two spars in your sister's hand, but you say it so beautifully." ”

Although the woman was reprimanded, her face was full of enjoyment, and there was no annoyance.

When the man heard this, he pretended to be embarrassed and said: "My heart for Sister Qian can be seen every day, if there is deception, ...... should be seen."

Before he could say anything else, the woman gagged him.

"Okay, my sister believes you!"

As he spoke, he took out three spars from his arms and handed them to the man.

When the man saw it, he immediately smiled, but he said: "Sister Qian, you brought the old ghost's spar again, let him know that there must be another dispute, so that the younger brother can bear it." ”

When the woman heard him say this, she stuffed the spar back into her arms, and the smile on the man's face suddenly froze, but the words had already come out, and it was difficult to take them back, so she was stunned for a while.

When the woman saw him, she poked her finger at his head and said, "I know that you are for the spar and make your sister comfortable, so it is naturally yours." ”

As he spoke, he put his hands on the man's neck. The man knew that he was going to remove the clothes of the two of them with one hand.

At this time, Mu Feng was already cold, how could he watch the dog man and woman continue. As soon as his mind moved, an intermediate protective array enveloped the three of them into the formation, isolating the sound from coming out. At the same time, a god-killing arrow had flown out and shot into the back of the man's head. The man died before he could scream.

Before the woman could react, Mu Feng had already pounced in front of her, and the god-killing arrow was against her eyebrows.

The woman exclaimed: "Ah......"

Mu Feng kicked the man's body away from her, and then stepped on her chest.

"Be quiet, or he'll be your end." ”

Only then did the woman realize that the man on her body had died.

"Who are you and why do you kill?"

Although he asked, his voice was very low. After all, he is a cultivator, and after the initial nervousness, he can be regarded as calming down.

"You don't have to worry about that, as long as you draw me a map of the Ginger God Clan. ”

"When I'm done, you'll let me go!"

Mu Feng smiled: "No, it's just like him, it's just that he dies happily." ”

"Don't draw!" the woman said through gritted teeth.

Mu Feng smiled: "Okay, I like people with backbone, so it's fun to torture them!"

As he spoke, the bow and arrow in his hand disappeared and was replaced by a dagger.

He gestured with his dagger in front of the woman and said, "I'm going to cut off your tongue first, so I won't be able to stand the pain for a while." Now is your last chance to speak, say whatever you want to say, otherwise you won't have a chance!"

The woman stared at his face, trying to see some flaws in this still childish face, but after looking at it for a long time, she only saw calm.

Saying the tormentor so calmly can only prove that this person is a master of this way.

"Okay, I'll draw. In the end, Mu Feng's handsome and somewhat delicate face, calm without any emotional fluctuations, defeated the last strength of the woman in front of him.

With a thought, pen and ink and a piece of white paper fell in front of the woman.

The woman trembled her hands, and it took a lot of effort to draw a brief map of the Jiang Shen Clan, and with a hint of longing for life, she handed the map to his hand.

"Can you not kill me, I can give you anything!"

Mu Feng suddenly turned his head and said softly: "Who!"

The woman was overjoyed, and said in her heart: I am saved! Then I felt a chill in my neck, and then she tilted her body and fell down.

The dagger used by Mu Feng was originally carried by his mother. The use of the daughter of the patriarch of the Yunshen clan is naturally extraordinary. He said that if he wanted to make the woman die happily, he would naturally not break his word.

The mountain range where the Jiang Shen clan is located is very huge, according to the map drawn by the woman, there are more than a dozen peaks, and the peak where she is now is called Cuiling Peak, the underground spar has already been mined, and without the spare, the aura on the mountain has become very thin, and no one has practiced on it for a long time.

Taking advantage of the day, Mu Feng climbed to the top of the mountain in one go, took a look at the whole picture of the Jiang Shen clan from the top of the mountain, and then compared the map, he had a general understanding of the Jiang Shen clan, and he knew it in his heart.

One person goes deep into the Jiang Shen Clan, he naturally has to be careful in everything, this time, what he has to do is to disturb the Jiang Shen Clan, so that they have no time to take care of him, first let the Dasui national government stabilize, and then use the power of Dasui to gradually suppress the Jiang Shen Clan.

Since he came to the Jiang Shen Clan to make trouble, he naturally couldn't put himself in, so he had to be cautious and make a move before making a decision. He didn't dare to fully trust the map drawn by the woman, and he had to observe it for himself. A man who knows that he will die, he will be honest and not set a trap for him.

It was still early, so he rested temporarily on the mountain, and also used this time to carve some more formations for backup. Especially rockets, although the yield is not high now, fortunately, he has a lot of magic cores in storage, and they are still wasted, so he must prepare more.

In the evening, he began to descend the mountain, then headed towards an adjacent peak. According to the map, this mountain peak is called Xiaoxiang Peak, and the fourteen elders of the Jiang Shen clan live on this mountain.

Since the Fourteenth Elder was close, he would first cut on this person.

In less than the middle of the night, he came to a temple on the top of Xiaoxiangfeng in the dark. Along the way, I also saw some disciples of the Jiang God Clan, but first, his actions were relatively hidden, and second, within the God Clan, it had been quiet and abnormal for countless years, who would have thought that someone would sneak in, and naturally there was not much vigilance.

Outside the temple, he found a small hill high above the courtyard wall, and he didn't use a formation, just quietly hid on it. Here, his divine sense can cover the entire temple, and with the use of rockets, he can attack any direction without blind spots.

On the hill he waited until the second half of the night, until everyone had fallen asleep.

Suddenly, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the bazooka appeared in his hand, and then he stretched out his hand, and more than a dozen spars also appeared in his hand, and then he filled them all into the bazooka.

His divine sense was released, and the spar formation on the bazooka was activated, and the dozen or so spars filled in it were silently thrown out and flew straight towards the temple in the courtyard.

The spar flew in the air, and his divine sense also followed closely, until it was above the temple, and in the middle of his mind, a fire attack formation composed of more than a dozen spars suddenly activated, and for a while, countless fireballs erupted from the formation, and the temple suddenly burst into flames.

This bazooka is not like a real rocket launcher, it can only launch rockets, it can launch anything stuffed into it with the help of a formation, and the spar carved into the formation is naturally one of them, but after it is launched, it depends on whether the person who launches it can control it.

It just so happened that Mu Feng's divine soul was strong, and his divine sense perception was clearer than that of a cultivator, even if the formation was dozens of zhang away, he could still clearly perceive the connection between the crystals and stones, and activate the formation in a timely manner.

The cultivator's perception is sensitive, and when the temple catches fire, it is naturally discovered at the first time, and soon someone begins to put out the fire.

In the Jiang Shen Clan, all the elders are cultivators, even if the temple is on the mountain, it is not difficult to get water to put out the fire, what's the matter, this fire is caused by the formation, and the formation is still spitting flames at this time, how can it be extinguished with water.

At this time, it was found that the situation was not right, and five people jumped into the air and looked at the fire source in the temple.