Cangli said with a look of pity: "Okay. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIf Qin Feng's fellow Daoist decides, you can contact our fellow Daoists of the Hermitage through that token. As he spoke, he looked stunned, and said, "Daoist Qin Feng, the elder of my sect is here." I said goodbye to Light Feather first. With that, he left in a hurry along with the two of them. After all, the ether stone, which was worth nearly 400,000 spirit stones, was too dangerous for the two foundation building monks to carry.

Seeing the two of them walking away, the Nightmare spoke, "Master, the hermit is nothing good. Where did you come from, and now you are at ease, it is what kind of enlightenment. Wouldn't it be better for the master to use that drunken immortal fruit to make a hundred years of drunkenness?"

Qin Feng nodded: "That's exactly what I think." I heard that there is a self-proclaimed drunkard in the northern realm of the Matrix Islands, who is good at making wine, and I plan to pay a visit. "Ever since he got this drunken immortal fruit, Qin Feng has been inquiring about those masters who are good at brewing spirit wine in his spare time, and this drunkard in the northern realm is the first choice.

At this moment, the auction has come to an end, and it has reached the barter of the respective monks, and seven or eight people gather to make an exchange. However, Qin Feng was not interested, and there was nothing extra on his body. He also left the auction house with the nightmare.

There was no further stop at the ship, and the diameter flew north. After probably only walking more than twenty miles, Qin Feng suddenly frowned: "Someone is following us, is it because of my behavior at the auction that I have revealed my wealth?" Turning his head, there were three figures hanging behind him.

Nightmare smiled cruelly: "It's just three foundation building monks. Master, let's turn around and kill them. ”

Qin Feng didn't even have any anger, it was as if he had just encountered a mad dog barking wildly. just sneered: "If you look for death yourself, you can't blame me." He didn't stop: "Find a good place to talk about it, there are too many people passing by here." "I just used a large amount of spirit stones, and I was worried about where to find some more pills to buy for cultivation, but I didn't expect someone to take the initiative to send them to the door. I just hope that it is not too little, so as not to disappoint myself.

Unconsciously, Qin Feng may not have noticed when he became so cold-blooded and indifferent. Even faintly happy, the "chance" was sent to the door by itself. Indulging in the increasing strength bit by bit, I can't extricate myself from the deepening understanding of the Tao. The joy is enormous, and the pleasure can only be described as bliss. Correspondingly, the vast number of beings obsessed with the five colors are like dogs. Is this the Tao? Is this the cultivator?

One of the people who was tracking Qin Feng scolded: "Damn! Grandpa, I see how long you have been running." "This person is Xuan Chu who had a conflict with Qin Feng in the auction house, and he still looks crazy. However, at this time, he was followed by two black-robed Zhuji monks, who seemed to be the same door.

One of them was calmer and sober, and seemed to have found a clue: "It's strange, that person seems to have already found out that we were following him." Why don't you speed up and run?"

Xuan Chu said disdainfully: "What are you afraid of." No matter how powerful he is, can't the three of us beat him against one of them?" and seduced him again: "Don't worry, just kill him." I don't want anything else on him except for the poor seal, and as I promised, one person will give you 10,000 spirit stones as a reward. ”

The cautious black-clothed companion groaned for a while, but he still couldn't resist the temptation of ten thousand spirit stones: "Okay." "But I didn't know that I had provoked the death of hell.

An island within a radius of several miles appeared in front of me, covered with dense trees: "That's it. Qin Feng praised it, it was a secret place, just suitable for killing.

In an instant, he sped up and escaped into it. The Nightmare flew out of the island first.

Seeing that Qin Feng had hid in the island, Xuan Chu hurriedly said, "Chase!" lest Qin Feng run away, he even sped up his speed by a few points. When he flew into this forest, he found that Qin Feng was standing in it with his sword leaning on his sword.

Qin Feng glanced at it and nodded: "Well, all three are here?" "If it goes well, things will be resolved quickly.

Xuan Chu was still confused about his situation, and said arrogantly: "Hurry up and hand over the poor Qi Yin, the uncle will spare you from death!"

Qin Feng was curious: "Oh, why are you so obsessed with this thing?" secretly guessed that this Xuan Chu didn't just seem to have taken a fancy to the effect of Qi Qiyin's restraint of Haoran righteousness to resist the enemy, right?

Xuan Chu seemed to be extremely irritable: "Uncle, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you! If you don't give it, you will accept your life!" With that, he sacrificed a scarlet flying sword and struck at Qin Feng, as did the two companions on the side.

However, unexpectedly, Qin Feng did not take a defense, and there was a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Almost at the same time, there was a violent fluctuation of spiritual power in the woods, and this spiritual power, full of dark aura, seemed to come from the underworld.

Xuan Chu was shocked: "It's not good!"

Suddenly, a crow chirped, like a death knell. Hundreds of black flame crows flew in all directions, and there was no way to avoid them. Where the crows swept through, all that was left behind was the lifeless and withered vegetation and the self-burning black flames.

In an instant, Qin Feng moved. It seemed to disappear suddenly, and in an instant, it had already appeared next to Xuan Chu. A bloody head was slashing through the sky, and the blood that was spilled drenched Xuan Chu's face.

Fear surged into Xuan Chu's heart: "Okay, so fast." "Before I even saw Qin Feng's movements, one person was already dead. "This is not a one-level opponent at all!" At this moment, Xuan Chu realized that he had provoked someone who could not be provoked again, but it was too late!

Before he even had time to recall the flying sword, Xuan Chu spilled a bunch of talismans at Qin Feng.

Boom, boom, boom.

The violent explosion fluctuated, and Xuan Chu didn't even dare to look back at the results. He has fled in vain.

Only the remaining companion roared: "Xuan Chu, you villain!" In despair, hundreds of black crows turned into black flames have drowned it. That's when the Nightmare appeared, burning with black flames and wearing a crown of the dead. Holding a short skeletal staff in his hand, as if the dead had come to the world! The skull staff was raised slightly, and two souls struggled, and they were sucked into the mouth of the skull on the short staff......

Qin Feng said solemnly: "Since they are all here, why do you want to escape?" In an instant, it appeared above Xuan Chu's head. No sword, just a palm.

Xuan Chu's eyes widened, and he screamed in shock: "Ah!!" In extreme fear, he still remembered that he had sacrificed an umbrella-shaped magic weapon.

"The mantis arm is a car!" Qin Feng sneered, and quickly slapped the umbrella-shaped magic weapon with one palm, only to hear the sharp sound of the air exploding, and the slightest mist breaking through. The speed of this palm broke through the speed of sound for a moment!

Without the slightest surprise, "Boom!" Xuan Chu was slammed down from a height of tens of meters by that huge momentum. This is still Qin Feng did not intend to take his life, and his strength was deliberately deviated a little. But Rao is like this, the left half of Xuan Chu's body is already a blur of flesh and blood, the flesh and blood are stuck to the clothes and can no longer distinguish each other, and the left arm is directly blown off by the qi and turned into a rain of flesh and blood. If this is confirmed, I am afraid that the whole person in the sky will be turned into minced meat, right?

Xuan Chu lay in a human-shaped pit, moaning in pain: "Woo, !!" is like fish on a knife, let alone fighting back. The meridians all over the body are broken, and I can't move even if I want to.

Seeing Qin Feng descending, Xuan Chu's intestines were all repentant at the moment, where is this Foundation Building Monk? It can't be a Jiedan monk in disguise, right?

There was no other way, Xuan Chu could only beg for mercy: "Don't, don't kill me." Senior, for the sake of not easy cultivation, spare my life. There are still hundreds of relatives in the younger generations who need to be taken care of by the younger generations. If the younger generation dies, hundreds of men, women, and children will not be able to survive in this matrix island. As he spoke, Xuan Chu played the emotional card. Many years ago, I also met a monk who was hidden. With these words, he saved his life, but this time he repeated the old trick, but I don't know if it can still work.

Qin Feng was not silent and did what he was doing. I didn't feel disgusted, and I took out the Qiankun bag covered with meat foam from Xuan Chu's arms. Sure enough, in addition to some trivial things, there are more than 40,000 spirit stones. jokingly said: "As far as you are concerned, there are more than 40,000 spirit stones. I'm afraid this spirit stone isn't very clean, right?

Xuan Chu's face was unusually pale, I don't know if it was due to excessive blood loss or being frightened by Qin Feng, he didn't even dare to answer: he just kept begging for mercy: "Senior, my Qiankun bag is counted as an apology for the junior, just ask the senior to spare my life." I will change my ways, devote myself to cultivation, and never cause trouble again. This Xuan Chu is also simply, and he begged for mercy with a lower face, perhaps, there is still a glimmer of life in this way. Although the flesh hurts the spirit stones that have only been accumulated in the past hundred years. However, it is nothing compared to his own life.

"Shut up!" Qin Feng snorted, and the Jieli Sword pointed at Xuan Chu's mouth. It's noisy!

Xuan Chu shut up in an instant, and just looked at Qin Feng in fear, lest he stab his sword down with a shake of his hand.

Qin Feng asked his most curious question: "Why do you want to get hold of this poor seal so much?"

Xuan Chu's expression changed, his eyes flickered, and his lips opened and opened and he couldn't speak. Lying in front of a monk who is stronger than himself? This is probably the most unwise choice, the tremor of the spirit, the change in the expression of the eyes, and even the pause in the tone of the voice can be detected in an instant.

Qin Feng pressed step by step: "Are you trying to force me to use the soul searching technique?"

The nightmare had already come with two Qiankun bags, and sang a black face at the right time: "Master, let me come." The soul refining technique of the underworld is much more powerful than the ordinary soul searching technique. As he spoke, a black aura had appeared in his hand, and he was about to grab it at Xuan Chu's head.