Chapter 61: Fengyang
Then he sneered, and then walked towards the depths of the Death Forest, and when the cold ice was gone, a gust of wind blew through the place where he had just stayed, and then disappeared into the Death Forest.
At the same time, when Han Ningbing left the Dragon Gate Inn, Chen Jin already knew what the next person said, but he just smiled and ignored it.
Han Ningbing stopped when he went deep into the Death Forest for a hundred and ten miles, there were already second-order demon beasts here, so few people came here, he looked around, and then walked to the side of a pile of gravel on the left, only to see that with a wave of his right hand, those gravel flew up, and then circled for a while and then fell to the ground, and then Han Ningbing took out some small flags from the storage ring, and with a shake of his hand, those small flags flew towards those gravel, and then Han Ningbing moved his hands together, one by one to hit those small flags, and finally Han Ningbing successively shot several spiritual powers at those small flags, only to see those small flags outlined into a pattern, only to see that pattern suddenly brightened, and then the pattern, the flag, and the rubble disappeared along with it.
Han Ningbing nodded with satisfaction, those small flags were bought by him in those small shops, and it was much easier to use this method to arrange the formation than to use stones to arrange the formation.
If you use some special materials to arrange the formation, then the power will be stronger.
After Han Ningbing arranged the formation, he stood on the side and closed his eyes to recuperate, but his spiritual sense had already dispersed, and the nearby thousands of zhang were shrouded in his spiritual sense.
After a quarter of an hour, Han Ningbing suddenly opened his eyes, then turned to look at a big tree a hundred zhang away, and then smiled at the corner of his mouth, he opened his mouth and said, "Fellow Daoist, since you are here, why don't you show up." ”
But it was as if there was nothing there, and there was no movement.
Han Ning Bing snorted coldly: "Do you want me to invite you out?" As he spoke, Han Ning Bing condensed an ice arrow in his right hand, which could attack at any time.
I saw a gust of wind blowing from the big tree, and then in an instant, he came to Han Ningbing and turned into a figure, this person was Feng Yang, the shopkeeper of the Alchemy Hall before.
Feng Yang smiled and said, "Dao is friendly and clever, I didn't expect to meet you here." ”
When Han Ningbing heard Feng Yang say this, he was immediately happy, and then said: "Yes, Daoyou is really coincidental, is Daoyou also here to hunt demon beasts?"
Feng Yang smiled and said, "Yes, alchemy has been lacking some demon cores recently, so let's hunt some." ”
Han Ningbing's eyes narrowed, and then with a flick of his right hand, the ice arrow quickly shot towards Feng Yang, Feng Yang's face changed, and then quickly retreated, and at the same time, the left and right that he was originally hiding behind him stretched forward, only to see a wind blade rushing towards the ice arrow.
Then the wind blade and the ice arrow disappeared together, and Feng Yang looked at Han Ningbing with an angry face and said, "What do you mean by this, Daoist. ”
Han Ningbing just snorted coldly, and then he pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword and rushed directly towards Fengyang, Fengyang was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, his hands kept changing, and one after another wind blades shot towards the rushing Han Ningbing, Han Ningbing sneered, and the Netherworld Step under his feet was running extremely fast, dodging one wind blade after another, and he really couldn't dodge it and directly smashed it with the Xuanyuan Sword.
Although Feng Yang's cultivation of wind attribute spiritual power is known for its speed, but Han Ning Bing is a martial arts double cultivation, and he has cultivated the five elements of spiritual power, coupled with the subtlety of the Netherworld Step, so Han Ning Bing quickly approached Feng Yang, Feng Yang was shocked, he hurriedly took out a sharp cone-shaped thing, exuding a rich wind spirit power, obviously a wind attribute spirit weapon, and looking at the intensity of that aura, it is still a medium-grade spirit weapon.
Feng Yang threw the sharp cone forward, only to see that the sharp cone rushed directly towards Han Ning Bing at a very fast speed, Han Ning Bing dodged it with a flash to the side, and then took two steps forward, at this time, Han Ning Bing frowned, and then blocked the Xuanyuan Sword behind him, and a sound of metal collision sounded.
Han Ning Bing took two steps back, and then stabilized his body, while Feng Yang took this opportunity to open up the distance between him and Han Ning Bing, and then said with a look of horror: "You are actually a martial arts double cultivator, and you have reached the peak of foundation building and the peak of innate martial arts. ”
Han Ningbing smiled and didn't speak, Feng Yang continued: "Fellow Daoist, I misunderstood, you and I don't have any grudges. ”
Han Ningbing laughed, and then said, "Oh, yes?"
Feng Yang hurriedly said: "Daoyou, listen to me, what happened before, it was my fault, it was my greed, if I knew the true strength of Daoyou, I would never dare, and please let Daoyou let me go, I am willing to take out the Beast King Ding in exchange." ”
Han Ningbing said in surprise: "Beastmaster Ding, haven't you already sold it?"
Feng Yang replied: "It's sold, but he hasn't taken it yet, if Daoyou is willing to be my horse, I am willing to give the Beast King Ding to Daoyou." ”
Han Ningbing smiled and said, "Oh, you gave it to me, how can you explain it to others." ”
When Feng Yang heard Han Ningbing say this, he thought that Han Ningbing had agreed, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Don't worry, this Daoist friend, I will say that I will keep the Beast King Ding for my own use, and I will not tell Daoist friends." ”
Han Ningbing nodded, and then said, "Take the Beastmaster Ding here." ”
Feng Yang nodded yes, and then he wiped it on the storage bag on his waist, and an ordinary copper tripod appeared in Feng Yang's hand, the copper tripod did not have a little luster, it seemed to be a very ordinary small tripod, but the tripod body was depicted with countless images of demon beasts, if you probed the spiritual sense into it, you could see that the souls of demon beasts were sealed inside.
When Han Ningbing was about to grab the copper tripod, three cold lights flashed, Han Ningbing's body twisted, and suddenly his left arm ached, only to see a silver needle pierced his left arm, and an extremely cold aura spread from the wound, at this time, Han Ningbing gathered the spiritual power on his right hand, and as soon as he sucked his right hand, the beast king Ding immediately flew into Han Ningbing's hand, and then was taken back into the storage ring by Han Ningbing.
At this time, his left arm had lost sensation, and he hurriedly ran his spiritual power on the wound, trying to organize the invasion of the cold qi, but the effect was not obvious, at this time, the red light in his body flashed, and the energy integrated into his body appeared, which stabilized his wound, and the cold qi also showed signs of subsidence, and Han Ningbing was relieved.
Feng Yang laughed out loud and said: "Boy, my things are not easy to take, even if you cultivate ice attribute spiritual power, but if you are hit by my Xuan Ice Needle, you will die, obediently restrain your hands, I can still let you reincarnate, otherwise, I will let your soul fly away." ”