Qin Feng smiled, and without saying much, he seemed to be a little used to this. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info tianlai novel ww fox pill stood up and led the way in front of the people everyone had nothing to say all the way only zhao yiwen whispered in qin feng s ear from time to time. Finally, he arrived at Zhou Wu's residence again.

Qin Feng pointed to the stone gate and sneered: "It's so secretive, is there anything unsightly?"

There is no prohibition on this stone gate, and there is a Jiedan monk guarding it, so why should it be banned? However, Zhao Yiwen was a little worried: "Qin Feng, what if there is anything hidden inside? How about we take care of our injuries before we go in." ”

"No, you can't. But it was Kitsunaru who objected: "This week is very mysterious, and there are often monks who come to visit him, and his cultivation is not low." It seems that we are transporting some kind of supplies, and if we are temporarily recuperating from our injuries, we will happen to meet the monks who come to visit, and it will be a bamboo basket to draw water. ”

Zhao Yiwen still wanted to say something, but Qin Feng opened his mouth and said, "Okay, listen to me." Open it now, while the medicinal effect of the elixir has not disappeared, we will do everything that needs to be done, and we will find a secret place to heal our injuries and leave this ghost place. "Don't be angry and arrogant, so that people don't dare to oppose anymore.

One hand on the stone door and a gentle push.

A low "......boom" sound sounded, and a dark staircase emerged in the firelight.

Qin Feng stepped in first: "Follow me." "I didn't relax my vigilance in my heart, I was bungee jumping all over my body, my mind was released, and I couldn't hide the slightest movement, and I even vaguely sensed that there was movement in the distance, but I didn't know what it was.

Qin Feng didn't stop, but was more cautious so as not to fall into the trap: "Be careful, there is movement ahead." ”

This staircase is not very long, I am afraid that it is only more than 100 meters, and the stone wall is still inlaid with white orbs, but it is not dim. After turning the last corner, there is a huge hall. A huge giant beast came into view, it was the Immortal Flame Wyvern that Qin Feng and the others were looking for. The flesh and blood were blurred, the wings were even cut off, and dozens of huge iron nails around the body fixed it on the ground, and a huge formation was carved on the ground.

When Qin Feng saw this huge flying dragon, he couldn't help but feel happy. This flying dragon is definitely one point stronger than that Zhou Wudu, fortunately it was subdued by the Divine Soul Sect, although I don't understand why the Divine Soul Sect didn't directly kill the Immortal Flame Flying Dragon, but his group can pick up a ready-made one, so why bother with these? Wu Lao was naturally excited, and directly sacrificed a long knife to take off the blood of the Immortal Flame Flying Dragon.

The Flame Flying Dragon Face seemed to sense something, and opened the dragon's eye with difficulty, it was red, and it seemed that blood would overflow from the eyeball at any time, and there was a faint trace of dragon power still existing. Swinging his body hard, but being imprisoned to death, he can only make useless sounds.

The movement seemed to alarm the others. But he heard an exclamation: "What person." "It seems to have a bit of a bad taste.

When Qin Feng heard the prestige, he was a withered old man. His face was sickly, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation in his body, but Qin Feng was sure that this person must be a monk. Because he was so old, so old that he could not describe it with a wrinkled face, and if he was estimated by his appearance, he lived at least three hundred years. It is absolutely impossible to do it with the lifespan of human beings, at least he was once a foundation building monk, but for some reason, he lost his cultivation.

"Who are you!" Qin Feng asked rhetorically.

The withered old man couldn't help but retreat, and the last trace of hope in his heart was shattered. "You, you killed Zhou Wu!"

Qin Feng didn't answer, pressing step by step. Frightened, the old man turned around and wanted to escape, but he hit Qin Feng headlong and fell to the ground.

"Who are you?" Qin Feng asked again, the sword in his hand pointed at the old man's throat, cutting through the skin and starting to spill out.

The old man trembled, his head shrank back, and he was all on the floor: "Zhang, Zhang Kunyun." His eyes wandered, and his hands pressed behind his back as if he wanted to do something.

Qin Feng frowned, and decisively stabbed his sword into his throat and pulled it out.

Burst.

In an instant, blood splattered, and Zhang Kunyun pressed his throat helplessly with both hands. Life slipped through the fingers, and only meaningless hisses came out.

Qin Feng's face was expressionless, leaned over and moved Zhang Kunyun away, there was a rune paper on the ground, picked it up and frowned, "Transmission talisman?" glanced at Zhang Kunyun again: "I originally planned to spare your life, but I can't blame me for killing myself." ”

"Whew......" The Flame Wyvern cried out in pain, as if there was still a hint of relief. Qin Feng looked up, but it was Elder Wu who had finally obtained what he needed, and a drop of the essence blood of the Flame Flying Dragon floated in the palm of Elder Martial Arts.

I saw that Wu Lao had a look of ecstasy on his face, raised his head and said to Qin Feng: "This way is thanks to Daoyou, if it weren't for Qin Feng's help." Not to mention this drop of essence blood, even the heart of the fungal giant, I will definitely not be able to get it!" he said, he took out a jade pendant from his waist and handed it to Qin Feng: "This waist card is the certificate of Penglai Pavilion, and the old man has deposited three thousand spirit stones here, which should be regarded as a thank you gift from me to my fellow Daoists." ”

is so generous, the main reason here is probably because Qin Feng's previous strength completely shocked Wu Lao. As a result, Elder Wu was a little jealous of Qin Feng, otherwise he would not be so generous.

Qin Feng was not polite, took the jade pendant, and observed it carefully, if there was really the mark of Penglai Pavilion, this thing could not be faked, and no one dared to fake. The word Penglai is engraved on it, and seven small characters are written in the lower right corner, "Three thousand low-grade spirit stones". Penglai Pavilion, Qin Feng naturally knows that one of the top forces in the cultivation realm, with rudders all over Shenzhou Da 6, doing a business similar to Qianzhuang, paying great attention to reputation, and has never been involved in murder and overkill, and has won the trust of monks.

Qin Feng's eyes when he looked at Wu Lao at this time softened a lot, and he finally let go of Wu Lao's use of his own contraction at the beginning. Naturally, he also understood what Wu Lao meant, and said, "Then I will accept it as a reward." Please rest assured, no matter what benefits you get from that monk, I, Qin Feng, swear to heaven that I will never covet it. ”

Seeing that Qin Feng made a clear statement, Wu Lao breathed a sigh of relief, but said again: "Fellow Daoist Qin Feng, can you give me that fruit." I can exchange anything with you, and even if you are interested in my Qi Refining Method, I can tell you all my experience and cultivation methods. ”

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows: "Oh?" This martial old man really misses the fruit in his hand. Qin Feng took out the fruit and fiddled with it in his hand.

Wu Lao was anxious that there was a monkey scratching in his heart, and he said hurriedly: "This is it." Thinking that Qin Feng agreed, he reached out and came over to take it.

Zhao Yiwen, who was on the side, frowned and reminded: "Qin Feng!" This fruit must be extraordinary, otherwise how could this martial old man mention it again and again.

Without Zhao Yiwen's reminder, Qin Feng would not give it to Wu Lao. With a flick of the wrist, the fruit disappeared as if by magic, and it was already placed in the Qiankun bag. With a look of ridicule: "Elder Wu, you really can't be stupid when I am Qin." You don't know what this fruit is for, but I'm afraid you want to give it to that monk. ”

Wu Lao was dumbfounded: "Uh......"

I was still about to say something with my mouth half-open, but I saw Qin Feng wave his hand and said without refusing, "Okay, for the sake of the three thousand spirit stones, I don't care about you who instigated me to be your thug at the beginning, but this fruit is my Qin's." ”

Seeing Qin Feng like this, Wu Lao could only keep a calm face. Although there was a lot of unhappiness in his heart, he could only give way to Qin Feng if his skills were not as good as others. Thinking of this, I still feel a little aggrieved, but I don't want to use Qin Feng to take risks for my own benefit at first.

Kitsunmaru was in a dilemma on the side, and he was a little embarrassed and could only remain silent.

Qin Feng ignored Wu Lao, glanced around, but saw that there were still a few side doors in the hall, Qin Feng said: "There are still a few side doors here, and they are not bad for a while." Go and see what's in there, and maybe there's something else to gain. After that, he walked towards the nearest gatehouse, and Zhao Yiwen naturally followed. Wu Lao's face was gloomy, and he glanced at Fox Pill, who also followed him.

Sundries, sundries, all of them were placed with a bunch of things that Qin Feng couldn't understand, strange utensils, smelly herbs, and disgusting liquids. Qin Feng pushed open the last room: "The last one." "I vaguely feel that the secret is hidden in it.

"Bump. Gently pushed it away, and the scene of purgatory came into front of his face.

Kitsunmaru was dumbfounded, with a look of disbelief: "No wonder the monk who was brought here never appeared again. "The ground is densely packed with magic circles, and each magic circle is imprisoned with monks, human races, and demon cultivators, floating in the air, and mysterious inscriptions are circling around. Some are dead, some are still alive. Without exception, these monks all have dragon characteristics on their bodies to a greater or lesser extent, either with dragon claws or full of dragon scales.

Qin Feng pondered: "What are they doing here, are they trying to forcibly integrate the bloodline of the Immortal Flame Wyvern into the monk's body?" It seems that some results have been achieved, but they are not yet perfect. What exactly does this Divine Soul Sect want to do? Does it really want to fight back to the original world for revenge? Other than that, Qin Feng couldn't think of any other reason. Monks are generally pure-hearted and have few desires, and they will not engage in these strategic things, not to mention that the Divine Soul Sect has always been the only master here, so why should they engage in these famous halls.

Zhao Yiwen hugged Qin Feng's arm tightly, as if she was a little frightened.

There was also a confined monk who was not completely unconscious, and seemed to hear the conversation, and struggled to open his eyes and say, "Kill, kill me." ”

Qin Feng nodded: "Okay." A sword stabbed into the head without a trace of pain. Turning to the three of them, he said, "Give them a good time, at least give them dignity." What's more, it's not bad to leave some "gifts" for the Divine Soul Sect on the occasion of the spirit farewell. With that, Fox Pill and Wu Lao dispersed, and Zhao Yiwen remained in place.

Qin Feng encouraged: "You go too." The tone is not objectionable.

"Oh, oh. Zhao Yiwen responded stunned. After three steps, he turned around, but saw Qin Feng staring at him all the time. Finally, he gritted his teeth, stood in front of a monk, closed his eyes and dropped a fire talisman......