The sky was dripping with a light rain.

After coming to the Stone Mountain Ruins, Kong Zheng's tense mood relaxed a lot.

I don't know where the owner of that golden light is now, and I don't know how many people who went to the Demon King Valley died.

At this moment, Feng Langjun and his party should be in the Tiankeng Treasure Cave, Gongsun Xu and them, they should also wander in other places, these two people have their own reminders, they will be careful, it is impossible to go to the Dragon Blood Giant Tree to find trouble in Jian Xuan Mountain, this should be considered lucky, redundant, he can't take care of it.

In the quiet room, Ding He is alchemizing.

'Thundercloud Pill' is a top-level first-order elixir, and almost all of the disciples of the Thousand Mountains Sword Sect use this material to refine the meridians, as long as the meridians are strong and tenacious, then the speed of luck will continue to increase, even if Kong Zheng's qi practice technique is not very skillful, after strengthening the meridians, the speed of luck can be several times faster.

So, this is the fastest way he can come up with to increase his strength.

A furnace of Dan, because of the proportion problem, is indeed not easy to refine, if it is subdivided, Kong Zheng's two raw materials that have not given the proportion do have dozens of combinations.

Kong Zheng couldn't help Ding He, so he left there temporarily, depending on the situation, Ding He is a drug addict, so it's good, as long as this kind of person is determined to do one thing well, he won't fail.

As the days and nights passed, the day of departure was getting closer and closer.

This trip to the Jedi, because of the appearance of that golden light, there was no large-scale fighting, and it could be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

However, for the Blue Flame Sect, this trip was equivalent to a catastrophe.

At the bottom of the Tiankeng Treasure Cave, Feng Langjun opened a killing ring, and a few henchmen and disciples, the Qingyan Sect disciples who killed were defeated, this place, originally divided between their two sects, was very rich, at this moment, after the treasures of heaven and earth gathered on one side, almost all the disciples of Heifeng Mountain were fat.

"Hahaha...... Don't struggle, there are only three of you left, hand over the ring, and leave you all dead!"

Underground, at the foot of a tall headless stone statue, Feng Langjun and the six people of Black Wind Mountain surrounded the disciples of the Blue Flame Sect in the middle.

In the Blue Flame Sect, an old man said in a deep voice, "When the Holy Son returns, he will definitely slaughter you!"

The disciple of Black Wind Mountain sneered: "Holy Son, don't be naïve, your Ming Holy Son has already been killed by Senior Brother Gongsun of the Blood Beast Sect and our Senior Brother Feng. ”

The old man's eyes widened, almost in disbelief: "With you? Have you never seen the strength of the Holy Son? How could he be killed by you?"

Feng Langjun was about to speak, when he suddenly noticed a person glancing at him suspiciously.

"The Ming Son you killed?"

As soon as these words came out, it seemed that the surroundings fell silent.

This breath fell on my ears, and it was very strange.

That tone didn't seem to be questioning whether he could kill Ming Shengzi, but questioning whether the person who killed Ming Shengzi was himself.

Feng Langjun couldn't help asking, "Who are you?"

"The inner gate of the Qingyan Sect, Ping Haiyun. "That's a disciple of the Blue Flame Sect who doesn't look amazing, and he looks like he's been a little old, about twenty years old.

Feng Langjun secretly guessed that he was too sensitive? If this person has nothing to do with Senior Kong, then if he kills him, he will kill him, what if there is such a line?

Gongsun Xu said that Senior Kong wanted to do a big thing that would subvert the entire Yuezhou. In this case, then he and Gongsun Xu may be the dark line of their predecessors. This person...... It's also possible!

I got the guidance of my predecessors and practiced Sanhua Zhouliuqi, but I can't make trouble for no reason.

Feng Langjun pondered for a moment, and felt that he needed to confirm again.

So he said, "Ping Haiyun, do you think I can't kill Ming Shengzi?"

The Qingyan Sect disciple pondered for a moment, but didn't answer, but asked, "Where did you kill the Ming Holy Son?"

"Demon King Valley. ”

The old man of the Blue Flame Sect had a stiff face, why did the Holy Son go there?

Ping Haiyun showed a sneer: "Hmph, before you die, it is not in vain to know a person who sells fame and reputation." ”

As he spoke, Ping Haiyun fought back.

The green flame in his hand was thrown out, the heat wave hit his face, and the surrounding Black Wind Mountain disciples quickly made a move, and Feng Langjun suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

Wind and fire are intertwined, the heat wave hits people, the wind stings the face, everyone stops and looks at Feng Langjun.

Feng Langjun said: "Ping Haiyun, you come with me, this time I will give you a one-on-one chance, if you survive the three moves, I will let you go." ”

Ping Haiyun didn't know what trick Feng Langjun was playing, Feng Langjun seemed to see his doubts, and said: "Anyway, if I am besieged, I will die, let me see before I die, whether I am a person who sells fame and reputation." ”

Ping Haiyun looked at the old man, the old man lamented, Qingyan Sect's trip, I am afraid that the whole army will be wiped out, if it is besieged, it will definitely be ten deaths, if Ping Haiyun can escape, it will not be in vain for them to have an explanation for the sect.

"Senior Brother Ping, let's go. Even if the old man dies this time, he will pull two or three people on his back. If you can escape, remember to inform the sect, I will wait for this life without regret to join the sect!"

The tragic advice made Ping Haiyun walk out with heavy steps, and Feng Langjun signaled to make way for him to leave first.

The two of them came to an abandoned mine one after the other, and the sound of fighting sounded not far away, Ping Haiyun knew that the Demon Gate would not keep his promise so much, and only hoped that he could drag Feng Langjun so that his senior brother could kill a few more people.

At this moment, Feng Langjun in front of him spoke: "You know who killed Ming Shengzi, right?"

The strange question made Ping Haiyun stunned.

Feng Langjun said in a low voice: "Answer carefully, answer well, you can live." ”

Live?

Ping Haiyun saw the other party's expression, and it seemed that he was serious.

"Are you playing any tricks? I don't think it's necessary. ”

"Answer me, do you know who killed Ming Shengzi?!"

"What if you know!"

"Who!"

"I promised him and forgot about it. ”

"Who?!"

"You don't want to know, it's not you and Gongsun Xu anyway!"

"Interesting, you earned half a life. The remaining half is the last question, does he use a sword?"

Ping Haiyun's eyes suddenly widened, and he was speechless for a long time.

Feng Langjun smiled evilly, and patted him on the shoulder with one hand: "I'm very lucky, you earned a life back." Let's go now. ”

Ping Haiyun was stunned, this ...... Can also live???

"Feng Langjun, I heard that you are ruthless, if you want to make a move, please do it as soon as possible, don't play this kind of trick. ”

Feng Langjun passed by him, and said impatiently: "Hurry up, you and I are our own people." Be careful after escaping, don't go to the Valley of the Demon King, remember. ”

Ping Haiyun found that Feng Langjun just left.

He's a little messy......

Own...... What own people......

Who are you?

Who am I?

Why did you suddenly pull it together......

Ping Haiyun couldn't turn for a while, and suddenly remembered a young face.

That sword cultivator?!

Ping Haiyun's heart jumped.

Feng Lang Jun ...... It's the one who cultivates the sword???

Or is there any ulterior relationship between the two?

Ping Haiyun couldn't figure it out anymore, but it was obvious that he could survive and it must have a lot to do with that sword cultivator!

Until he came out of the underground stone road, Ping Haiyun was still a little unreal.

Judging from the battle just now, the senior brother and younger brother are all dead.

Only living alone?

He lowered his head and found that Feng Langjun hadn't even snatched his ring, and Ping Haiyun suddenly smiled.

"What Jian Xiu promised me seems to be true. I seem to be able to replace ...... The status of the Holy Son in the Church ......"

This time, if only one of them goes back with the treasure of heaven and earth, even if the sect is not optimistic about itself, it will vigorously cultivate. Could this be the opportunity that the sword cultivator gave him???

With a thought in mind, Ping Haiyun quickly left and headed for the direction of the Stone Mountain Ruins.

Feng Langjun said that the Demon King Valley can't go, so ...... I have to meet with Qimen Mountain, as long as I can live to get out, there are countless possibilities in the future!