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Tian Bu hugged his fists and said: "Subordinates see adults!"

Ling Feng said: "No need to be polite, you help me find the details of a young sword master in the Mobei Grassland, the best cultivation is in the realm of refining the knot, and the true qi attribute is water." ”

Tian Bu said worriedly: "We don't have much intelligence in Mobei, but please rest assured, my subordinates will definitely give you news as soon as possible." ”

Ling Feng nodded, handed over the VIP card of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion, and said, "Then please leave it to you, bring me another two hundred bottles of Jingyuan Pill!"

200 bottles of Jingyuan Pill cost 16 million taels, and he still had 17 million taels in his card, which was enough.

"Yes, sir!"

Tian Buxian took the VIP card, crossed 16 million taels, took 200 bottles of Jingyuan Dan, and returned the VIP card to Ling Feng.

Immediately, Ling Feng walked out of the Lingbao Pavilion and returned to Yuan Cangfeng, in his own house.

At this time, Yuan Cang Zhenren came in and handed a yellow bell-shaped magic weapon to Ling Feng, saying, "This bell is called Xuanjin Bell, it is an incomparably strong defensive magic weapon, with the urging of true qi, it can turn into a huge golden bell to protect you, enough to resist several blows from the Martial Sect! Moreover, the time limit of this mission is three months, so you don't have to rush and can slowly approach the goal. ”

Ling Feng took the magic weapon and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Master, I know." However, I would like to ask Senior Brother Han to do me a favor!"

Yuan Cang Zhenren nodded and said, "Okay, I'll call him!"

After a while, Han Lang came to the house and asked, "Senior Brother Lin, what do you want me to help you with?"

Ling Feng smiled: "I borrowed your identity and let you impersonate me for two days." ”

The reason why Han Lang was chosen was because the two were similar in size.

Han Lang suddenly smiled and said, "No problem, I'll go to the experience hall to get a task first!"

......

Half an hour later, "Han Lang" went down the mountain!

Night, Luohe County, ghost city.

In a corridor, a ghost pawn with a knife at his waist, wearing a grimace mask, and only his eyes and mouth exposed, pressed one hand on the lantern and twisted vigorously.

A stone door opened in the wall, and the ghost slowly entered.

Immediately, the stone door closed automatically, and in front of me was a tall palace with a black plaque "Yama Palace".

On the left and right sides of the main hall are ghostly pawns wearing grimace masks.

And a middle-aged man dressed in a dark gold dragon robe and wearing a crown on his head sat on the dark gold throne, it was Yan Jun, the ruler of the ghost city of Luohe County.

Yan Jun said coldly: "What's the matter?"

The ghost pawn clenched his fists and said, "My subordinates have something important to report!"

"Say!"

"That is, you're going to be finished!"

A hint of banter flashed in the ghost pawn's eyes, and he suddenly laughed.

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed, like a floating light, and instantly arrived in front of Yan Jun's eyes.

Yan Jun's complexion changed drastically, he was also a master who was close to the peak of refining skills, he condensed his right hand with all his strength, and his palm instantly turned into a pure black color, and he suddenly slapped out! This palm was the Ghost City's Grandmaster-level Peerless Yama Hand, and the middle one was instantly wiped out!

However, he was greeted by a golden fist, and a huge white tiger illusion instantly appeared, violently impacting his mind and causing him to fall into a state of distraction. Instantly, the golden fist easily shattered his palm and smashed into his chest, and the golden fist invaded his heart and burst open. Yan Jun's eyes instantly lost all luster, and his body smashed like a cannonball against the wall behind the Dark Gold Throne.

At this time, all the ghost soldiers were just about to draw their swords, but they were instantly stunned, and Lord Yan Jun died without surviving a single move! Even Yan Jun, whose martial arts were unfathomable, hung up, and they naturally dispersed in a hurry immediately!

"Did you run?"

The corners of the ghost pawn's mouth raised slightly, and dozens of golden sword qi shot out from the acupoints around his body, piercing the bodies of all the ghost pawns!

Immediately, he took off the grimace mask, revealing Ling Feng's face. The reason why he didn't go directly to the Mobei grassland was because he wanted to divert his attention. There are definitely more than one or two people in the Netherworld Palace in the Canglang Sword Sect, and as long as Ling Feng goes down the mountain, he can't hide it. Therefore, he was going to do a little more so that the Netherworld Palace couldn't guess that his purpose was Mobei.

Immediately, he removed a mustard seed bag from Yan Jun's corpse. He swept his soul and found that there were not many items inside, only a substandard Divine Soldier-level Xuanyin long knife, a bottle of the fourth-order Ning Yuan Dan, Guiyuan Dan, and Holy Lotus Pill, and a third-order Bigu Pill, Poison Avoidance Pill, and Detoxification Pill. There is also a stack of third-order retreat talismans!

If Ling Feng hadn't suddenly erupted, I'm afraid he would have let him run!

However, the belongings of the ghost market are naturally more than these, Ling Feng scanned his soul and found an underground entrance under Yan Jun's throne. So, the power of his essence was condensed on his feet, and he performed the method of splitting the ground and stomped his feet suddenly.

The violent shock spread, and the dense black cracks on the ground spread like cobwebs, and then the masonry in one place shattered and collapsed, revealing a black channel.

Ling Feng entered the passage and went down step by step, only to see a huge underground warehouse.

There are thousands of high-grade spiritual talismans of all kinds, hundreds of high-grade sharp weapons of all kinds, tens of thousands of catties of high-grade refining materials such as dark iron and cold iron, more than 50 pieces of high-grade magic weapons of all kinds, hundreds of bottles of various third-order pills, and more than 100 secrets of various high-grade and innate exercises.

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth raised slightly, the combined value of these things was fifty or sixty million taels, which could be regarded as a windfall. Immediately, he directly used the Sumeru bracelet to collect it all, and then quickly left and went to the ghost market in Jiujiang County.

However, when Ling Feng arrived at the ghost market in Jiujiang County, the Yama Hall had already been emptied, and the contents of the treasure house had been emptied.

Obviously, Ling Feng had ransacked the ghost city in Luohe County before, and he had already alarmed the top management of the ghost city and transferred all the ghost cities.

Ling Feng returned to Qinghe County again and came to Ning Cui Peak's medicine hall.

In a courtyard, the monk of the Bitter Ring was sitting cross-legged in the room meditating and cultivating, and his whole body was covered in golden light, as if he had a golden body of an Arhat.

Suddenly, a trace of black aura appeared on Kujie's face, and his complexion became hideous. After a few minutes, a hint of gold appeared on his eyebrows, and his face became peaceful. Immediately, he opened his eyes, only to see Ling Feng standing in front of him.

The bitter precepts were put together, and he said with a smile: "Lord Lin's martial arts are becoming more and more unfathomable!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly and said, "The master has passed the award, the master is really fast, and his cultivation is already the pinnacle of refining skills, and he is only one step away from congenital consummation! With your current state, if you are not careful, you will fall into the Demon Dao, and more than 100 disciples in the Medicine Hall will die at the hands of the master!"

The bitter monk was silent for a moment, and said: "I can't say anything about this, if the donor is worried that the old man will have a disaster, he will kill the old man with one palm!"

After he finished speaking, he seemed to close his eyes, waiting for death.

"Okay, I'll fulfill you!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he slapped it with one palm.

The bitter precept does not dodge or avoid, and it is imprinted on the center of the eyebrows.