Chapter 0020: Escape

"I don't know about it, I'm as confused as a fellow Daoist. Just now the secret realm was entered, and we chased down from the north with other Taoist friends, but when we arrived here, we flew out of the secret realm inexplicably, thinking that something happened to cause this. Liang Huan preemptively said, he has always been a little clever.

"This is strange, a few Daoists are just cultivators of the sixth or seventh layer of the Yang Yuan Realm, and they can catch up with other Daoists in the Ning Yuan Realm, I think it is the reason for this flying boat, it is actually a superb flying magic weapon. The hair-clad young man looked at the white flying boat, his eyes glinting with greed.

You must know that in today's cultivation world, there are not many top-grade magic weapons, let alone the best magic weapons, and they are also the best flying magic weapons. Taiqingzi, Feng Tianyu and others, as cultivators of the Yuan Dan Realm, failed to refine a magic weapon by themselves, and they all relied on the magic weapon inherited from their master to support the scene.

There is only one magic weapon that Zuo Feng has seen so far, and that is the Black Luo Sect's Dingshan Compass.

Magic weapons and magic weapons are only different in macroscopic terms, but the specific difference is that the power is different, generally speaking, the same type of magic weapon is more powerful than magic weapons, such as flying sword magic weapons are more powerful than flying sword magic weapons, and their abilities in all aspects are better. Second, the magic weapon can be stored in the dantian to continue to cultivate, but the magic weapon is not.

Once the magic weapon is refined, the upper limit of its power is already doomed, of course, the power of monks with different cultivation to use the same magic weapon must be different, in the immortal cultivation world before ancient times, monks generally began to refine their magic weapons when they arrived at the Yuan Dan realm.

Of course, there are always exceptions to everything, and you can't say that the power of magic weapons is absolutely great, because some immortal cultivation realms still have magic weapons with a specific function, and the role played by this magic weapon in a certain scene is far from being comparable to ordinary magic weapons.

This involves the functional types of magic weapons and magic weapons, which are generally divided into three types: attacking, defensive, and flying. A single artifact or artifact may have a single function or a combination of functions.

Therefore, when the wholesale youth saw a superb flying magic weapon with three functions: defense, flight, and attack, he couldn't help but be greedy and wanted to snatch it.

"It's really the best flying magic weapon, but it's just given by the elders for self-defense, it's not worth mentioning. Zuo Feng used the Spiritual Penetration Technique on the wholesale youth, and found that his cultivation was the second layer of the Ning Yuan Realm, and he didn't have the certainty that he could control the flying boat faster than his sword, so he wanted to bluff him.

"Which family's Xiao Langjun is so proud, even the best magic weapon is not worth mentioning, why not sell a medium-grade spirit stone to my sister?" Another monk arrived before the flying boat, a bewitching young woman in a tulle red dress wearing a golden phoenix hairpin.

"A few little Taoist friends don't have to believe Luo Jinfeng, this demon girl, this demon girl is used to picking yang and supplementing yin, let's give it to the old man, the old man will take a few of you as apprentices by the way. "Another short black-robed old man arrived.

"Giggles, Ge Lao Wei, you are not afraid that the wind will flash your tongue, and you actually want to accept the only son of the sect master of the Black Luo Sect as an apprentice. Not to mention Feng Tianyu, which of the Mirage Sect, the Wu Family, the King Kong Gate, and the head of the Aoba Valley have you beaten. Besides, Brother Qingting of the Shushan Sword Sect hasn't spoken yet, Brother Qingting, can you go and sit down with your little sister when you have time?" Luo Jinfeng listened to Ge Laowei's words, first laughed and leaned back and back, and then turned his head to the man with the hair and kept winking.

"I want to live a few more years. Qing Ting didn't look at Luo Jinfeng, so he said lightly.

"Giggles, Brother Qingting laughed, Sect Master Xiao Feng, don't be afraid of him, your father and I were also friends in the past. Tell my sister, where are the heads of the sect, you see that the secret realm is gone, why are all the monks of your faction gone, could it be that you have really found a new space?" Luo Jinfeng looked towards the Seven Star Rock, all the visions had been gathered, but he couldn't see the figure of half of the monks, and when he rolled his eyes, he thought that he had all entered the new space.

"The demon girl Hugh is talking nonsense, my father is something you can slander? Where do people go, what does it matter to you, you have the ability to find it yourself. Feng Jing looked at the demonic Luo Jinfeng mentioning his father, and couldn't help but be furious, his mother is still in the Black Luo Sect.

"Hey, hey, Luo Demon Girl, you're really right, then Taiqingzi and the others are really not in this realm. You see that my golden-whiskered rat's single whisker is dripping around, obviously I can't sense their presence, in this case, either they have all fallen into the realm, or they have all left this realm.

Hey, hey, Feng boy, you see that my golden-bearded rat is no worse than your Black Luozong's Dingshan compass, right?" Hearing this, Old Monster Ge's heart moved, and he took out a green golden-whiskered mouse out of nowhere, and after observing it for a moment, he smirked proudly.

"I have long heard that your old monster's golden-bearded rat can sense the existence of Yuandan realm monks, and now it seems to be really good, no wonder you have repeatedly escaped in the hands of those people. Don't talk to them, Brother Qingting, Old Monster Ge, look at the bulging storage bags on their waists, they must be the cultivation resources left to them by Feng Tianyu and the others, why don't we do it together, and share the burden together if we have accounts in the future?" Luo Jinfeng stared at the storage bags on the waists of Feng Jing and the others with malicious intentions.

Zuo Feng looked at them as if no one was discussing, secretly shocked and angry, six mid-stage cultivators of the Yuan Realm against three cultivators of the Ning Yuan Realm He thought that there was no chance of winning, not to mention that his divine sense also faintly sensed that there were dozens of monks with different cultivation levels around him who were secretly checking, so he had been discussing countermeasures with Feng Jing and the others with his divine sense, and also advised them not to be impulsive.

"You old ghost also dare to insult my Black Luo Sect treasure, how can I not see you shouting like this in the past, if you want to see the Dingshan Compass, then let you see it." As soon as Feng Jing's voice fell, Zuo Feng secretly said that it was not good, he had been reassuring a few people not to be impulsive, this time is different from the past, and he is guilty.

Who knew that today they were stimulated by the departure of their relatives and elders and the uncertainty of their life and death, and they became unpersuaded. As soon as Feng Jing's words fell, he casually spit out the Dingshan compass, and shouted "Earthquake and Thunder Decision", and then the law decision hit the Dingshan compass casually. All this was so sudden that even Zuo Feng didn't notice when he put the Dingshan compass into the dantian.

The Dingshan compass changed from small to large, only half a meter in diameter, and flew silently to the top of Ge Laowei's head, just hanging down the black light curtain to completely envelop it, and Ge Laowei couldn't avoid it even if he dodged left and right.

As Feng Jing shouted "Shock and Thunder", the golden Sinan spoon on the Dingshan compass quickly turned to the shock hexagram, and with a "click", a bolt of lightning shot out from the bottom of the compass and hit the top of Ge Laowei's head, Ge Laowei and the golden-bearded rat on his shoulder turned into ashes in an instant, leaving only a pair of gray cloth shoes and a black storage bag that were rolled back into Feng Jing's hands by the Dingshan compass.

"Poof!" Feng Jing spewed out a mouthful of blood mist and fainted backwards. Liang Huan on the side quickly hugged it and put it flat on the deck of the flying boat, and the Dingshan compass automatically shrank and drilled into Feng Jing's dantian.

All this was an instantaneous thing, Zuo Feng was dumbfounded, among the three of them, Ge Lao Wei's cultivation was the highest, reaching the fourth layer of the Ning Yuan Realm, but in an instant, he was beaten by Feng Jing's control of the Dingshan Compass.

Of course, this is because Ge Lao Wei was too careless, and he didn't guard against Feng Jingdi's sneak attack, but most of the credit was still due to the excessive power of the Dingshan Compass, and even Ge Lao Wei couldn't escape its confinement, and even Feng Jing was counterattacked for forcibly controlling his killing of the enemy.

"Have you ever heard of 'a skinny camel is bigger than a horse', I respect your cultivation as high, so I am willing to stop and talk to you for a while, but I am not afraid of you, not to mention that the five factions of the Black Luo Sect, the Wu Family, the King Kong Gate, the Green Leaf Valley, and the Mirage Sect are all there, who dares to make a mistake!" Wu Dingxiang saw Feng Jing fainting, and only felt that he wanted to cry, and the monk dared to block them a day ago.

Realizing that he had lost the support of the Dingshan compass, Wu Dingxiang also had to pretend, and when he heard Zuo Feng say that there were dozens of monks around, he also shouted angrily at the surroundings.

At the moment when Ge Laowei's god was destroyed, Qing Ting and Luo Jinfeng were frightened by more than ten zhang, each looking uncertain and afraid in the distance, and the surrounding world was silent, and even the autumn insects were silent, and it was not until Wu Dingxiang opened his mouth that they returned to normal.

"What big words does the little doll say, you and other people who have cultivated to the top of the door have left this world with your master, and the rest of the people are probably about the same as me, and I am waiting for dozens of people, so why be afraid. Someone said secretly.

"Yes, fellow Daoists, most of us are casual cultivators, some of us belong to small sects, this cultivation resource has always been stretched, and now that the fat sheep has appeared, what are you waiting for if you don't slaughter it. Another said secretly.

"Yes, you think, the Dingshan compass has appeared, and the best magic weapons of the other factions are also there. We don't dare to grab the Dingshan compass if we don't cultivate enough, it's always okay to grab a magic weapon or something, and there are a few low-grade spirit stones at the worst......"

"Quack quack, I came to help dissect that kid's dantian and take the Dingshan compass, but his body has to refine the corpse for me, and my old Peng hasn't driven the corpse for a long time. ”

For a while, Liang Huan and the others trembled when they heard it, and they all held their magic weapons in their hands. Zuo Feng thought that it was not a way to go on like this, and he had the intention to fly away directly with the flying boat, but he couldn't stand the crowd, and if he fell into a group attack, it would really be over.

"You have to scare these two people first. Zuo Feng's divine sense swept out, and found that the highest cultivation in the vicinity was Luo Jinfeng and Qingting, and he had an idea.

"Presumptuous!" Zuo Feng suddenly shouted, his divine sense had already covered the monk surnamed Peng, who claimed to be about to dissect Feng Jing's dantian, and with a movement of his heart, the superb dust whisk magic weapon flew from the chaos bead to his hand. With a flick of Zuo Feng's wrist, the whiskers of the dust "rubbed" and extended to the hiding place of the monk surnamed Peng more than four miles away, rolled it into the shape of a mummy, and dragged it back in the air.

"Whoever dares to insult my Sanqing Palace, will be with this person!" Zuo Feng had already judged through his divine sense that this monk surnamed Peng had only cultivated to the eighth layer of the Yang Yuan Realm, and was inspired by Feng Jing's bombardment of Ge Lao Wei, and he also relied on the power of the best dust whisking magic weapon, and easily dragged the monk surnamed Peng back to the vicinity of the flying boat, and then twisted it into a meat paste.

The surrounding monks were silent again, and the movement of Zuo Feng's hand far exceeded the scene where Feng Jing used the Dingshan compass, and the flesh and mud overflowing between the dust and tail whiskers stimulated most of the monks.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, my Sanqing Palace has always been hospitable and reasonable with people, which Taoist friend is interested in it is better to go back to the palace and see if there are any senior brothers and uncles in my Sanqing Palace who are far beyond your cultivation. Zuo Feng pretended to be unbearable and said a loud voice, glanced at Luo Jinfeng and Qingting lightly, and then shook off the dust, and the flying boat rose to a high altitude and flew towards Kunlun Mountain at a high speed.