In fact, Xiao Feng was also a little too careful, thousands of Qi Induction Pills could not be supported for half a day for the Fang City, and they might be bought out.

Some high-level alchemists will also often refine some low-level pills to sell, otherwise how can they support the daily expenses of the cultivation realm.

The main reason is that Xiao Feng is used to being poor, and he has never been a teacher, and for the world of high-level monks, he is still looking at the world through the cracks in the door.

Xiao Feng walked around the island and ran towards a place.

When they came to the small roundabout, they didn't see the so-called demon cultivator, but he saw the devastation, and it was obvious that this place had been attacked.

"How. Seeing Xiao Feng coming back, Zhao Yunxian asked.

"Nothing was found. Xiao Feng shook his head and said, then walked to the side and sat down.

Immediately afterwards, one followed a monk back to Zhao Yunxian's side, and the result was similar to Xiao Feng, and he didn't find any demon cultivators.

Zhao Yunxian kept holding the token and seemed to be talking to someone.

This identity token also has a function, that is, to transmit Xun, as long as each other's divine consciousness is imprinted in the token, you can achieve thousands of miles of sound transmission.

Obviously, Zhao Yunxian has been communicating with others, as for who it is, Xiao Feng doesn't know. But this mission was unusual, and he had already smelled it.

And this time the mission was not only their team, but also a Purple Mansion monk who led the team, and that was Ge Lao.

"Let's go, close the line. Seeing that everyone came back, but there was no result, Zhao Yunxian also stood up and said, and then summoned the spaceship, and everyone stepped on the spaceship again and left the small island.

It didn't take long for them to fly out before they came to a port, where Xiao Feng had come before, and it was the place where he disembarked when he came to Wanxian Island.

When they arrived, there were already other teams waiting here, obviously Elder Ge was here, and Zhao Yunxian was going to report to work in person.

After they arrived, one more group flew in, and they all converged here.

Xiao Feng had been sitting on a stone by the harbor, quietly waiting, while the other team members, some of them meditating like him, some whispering.

This mission is very unusual, a total of thirty squads were dispatched, adding up to more than 2,000 people, thirty painting god stage, and one purple mansion stage, this is not like a demon at all, but like a war.

You must know that tens of thousands of mortals can form a battle, let alone cultivators, thousands of cultivators can be regarded as the strength of a third-rate sect.

It takes so many people to carry out any mission, unless two major forces are at war.

Xiao Feng agrees with this idea, but some people don't think so, the main thing is who dares to start a war with the Immortal Palace, and there is no force in Wandao Star that dares to call the Ten Thousand Saints Immortal Palace.

Either way, one thing is certain, everyone has given enough attention to this mission.

"Look, what's that. However, at this moment, someone suddenly shouted loudly.

Everyone looked at the person who shouted in unison, only to see him staring blankly at the sea, and then people realized that there seemed to be something on the sea.

Xiao Feng also got up and looked in the direction of the sea, and he also frowned at this look.

I saw that above the blue sky and turquoise sea, bursts of black fog blew at some point, as if there were rolling dark clouds pressing towards here from the other side of the sea.

"Demon Attack. After a while, someone reacted and shouted loudly, and at the same time, in an attic in the port, the pavilion elder and thirty painting gods also rushed out of the attic one after another, rushed to the sky, and stood in the air, looking at the dark clouds rolling on the sea.

"Hmph, dare to come to my Immortal Palace realm to make trouble, everyone listens to the order and prepares to fight. Seeing this, the elder said.

His voice was not loud, but it was like a rolling thundercloud, spreading all over the small half of Wanxian Island.

"Yes. Everyone got up and answered in unison, taking out their magic weapons one after another, ready to face the next big battle.

Xiao Feng's face in the crowd was extremely gloomy, he seemed to be looking at the sky, but in fact, he was quietly retreating.

It's not that Xiao Feng is afraid of fighting, but that the other party is obviously not good.

Xiao Feng didn't know if he was thinking too much, these demon cultivators didn't come to attack the port before, but waited for all the teams to assemble before coming, this could really be a coincidence, Xiao Feng subconsciously thought that this was a trap.

A trap specifically for Asgard, at least a trap for them.

Xiao Feng would not blindly think that the Immortal Palace was really invincible in the world, and no one dared to provoke.

The reason for not provoking is simply because it is not necessary, or that it has not yet reached the point where it is necessary to go to war with Asgard.

But if there is really such a day, who will care if you are in Asgard or not, whether you are the best in the world.

Xiao Feng's face was solemn, but he made a lot of movements, and he took out the spirit spear and turned it into a belt and tied it around his waist.

The embroidered needle diagram in the sleeve was secretly vigilant, and the divine sense was locked on the mountain shield in the storage bag, ready to be sacrificed at any time. In his right hand, he held a flying sword with a low-grade magic weapon, and in his left hand, he held a few talismans.

The dark clouds on the horizon are getting closer and closer, and gradually everyone can see clearly what is coming. It's a ship as black as ink. On it stood a famous monk.

The monks were dressed casually, not like the costume of a particular sect.

Xiao Feng glanced at it, secretly counted the number, and found that there were thirty-five spaceships here, each with about a hundred people, and the number of people was more than three thousand, and the number of people was nearly a thousand more than them.

"How can there be so many people. After everyone saw who was coming, the same thought arose in the hearts of almost everyone.

This is clearly an invasion of Wanxian Island, and this is a war.

With this thought, everyone suddenly became commotion, and Xiao Feng's heart trembled when he saw this.

They are not from the Asgard Palace, or they are forcibly served, almost all of them have no sense of belonging to the Asgard Palace, and naturally they will not be like the regular disciples of various factions, who know how to fight together, and they have no morale at all.

Not only did Zhao Yunxian's team have no morale, but the other teams were not much better.

Such a team, if there is more than one person and the strength of a battle, but the two sides will fight, and it is obviously a certain thing that they will collapse at one touch.

"Kill. At that moment, one of the monks on each of the ships shouted.

"Kill, kill, kill. Immediately after, everyone shouted in unison, and the killing spirit rolled in, causing the teams of Asgard to retreat one after another, and their morale completely collapsed for a while.