"Don't talk nonsense, the old man doesn't have time to waste it with you, if you dare to go back on what you promised, the old man will let you die without a place to be buried!"

For the face-seeking words of the old man in Mai, Ji Fei was naturally disdainful.

It's just that at this moment, the secret method of cultivating nematodes has been obtained, and he naturally wants to lend half of the artistic conception to the old man in Mai.

Immediately, Ji Fei didn't say a word, only to see the red hair-like half-way artistic conception in his hand wave, and suddenly the half-artistic conception seemed to be slow, but it was actually extremely fast and flew towards the old man in Mai.

Looking at the half-way artistic conception that was gradually rushing in, the old man in Mai had tense muscles all over his body at the moment, his eyes were motionless and staring at the half-way artistic conception, and his other hand was directly pressed on the storage bag.

Judging by his expression, if there is a slight abnormality, this old ghost in sackcloth will definitely make a thunderous response.

It's no wonder, after all, in front of the old man in Mai, this is a trace of half-way artistic conception, the power of this half-way artistic conception, to be honest, with the old man's cultivation in the late stage of the Yuan Infant wants to resist this half-way artistic conception, he also has to pay the same price as blood.

Finally, this half-way artistic conception stopped at a distance of ten zhang from the old man in Mai, and then the half-artistic conception floated above the old man's head, and it was hovering alone, and a strange spiritual power fluctuation spread above the half-way artistic conception......

Seeing this, the old man in Mai finally slowed down gradually, his sharp eyes glared at Ji Fei, and then hurriedly sat down under the half-way artistic conception and began the most authentic comprehension.

The old man in Mai was already a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, and he had reached such a level, and he must have an unusual understanding of the Great Dao compared to Ji Fei, a foundation-building monk.

Not long after the old man in Mai settled down, a hint of sudden realization and sudden opening appeared on his face......

Looking at the expression of the old man in Mai, Ji Fei smiled coldly, and immediately sat cross-legged, but a mini bell appeared in his hand, which was a Taoist instrument taken from Wu Neng's hand, Wankun Bell!

The Wankun Bell in the Valley of Despair is a top-grade Dao weapon, and compared to the wolftooth stick in the hands of Meng Ke of the Huangquan Sect, the Wankun Bell is even better.

At this moment, Ji Fei's face was gloomy, like ten thousand years of ice.

"Stubborn!" Ji Fei's eyes burst with a coldness and muttered alone.

In recent days, Ji Fei clearly felt that Wankun Zhong seemed to be restless, and there was a faint feeling of breaking through the air.

Obviously, the Valley of Despair must be using some kind of secret method to summon this bell, after all, Ji Fei has not yet refined this bell!

It's not that Ji Fei doesn't want to refine such a heavy treasure, it's just that Ji Fei found it difficult to find that with his current cultivation of divine consciousness, there is no way to refine Wankun Zhong......

For the summoning of this bell in the Valley of Despair, Ji Fei could only temporarily suppress it, but Ji Fei could feel that the feeling of Wankun Zhong being summoned was getting stronger and stronger!

Immediately, Ji Fei closed his eyes tightly, and devoted his whole mind to the Wankun Bell, controlling the bell from being sucked by the gravitational force in the dark.

It's just that this gravitational pull is extremely strong, and Ji Fei's face is as pale as the picture, and beads of sweat the size of beans are dripping down his face. At this moment, his arms were even heavier, fighting against the gravitational force in the underworld, consuming an unimaginable amount of spiritual power in Ji Fei's body......

At the same time, on a strange altar in the Valley of Despair, several white-haired old men and a handsome man sat cross-legged, each of them sitting in a specific position, and a mysterious and magnificent demonic light ethereated from the five people......

Outside the five people, there is a pink and ambiguous light mask, and there is a nameless flower floating above the heads of these five people, and at this moment, the demonic light that ethereates from the five people is infused into the nameless flower without leakage.

The nameless flower was in the center of the five people, slowly circling, and a majestic and strange liliang came out from above, and then disappeared like cutting through the void!

It was only a long time later, only a popping sound was heard, and the nameless flower in the center of the five people actually burst open, turning into a little pink light and disappearing into the void......

The faces of the five people were gloomy, and one of the white-haired old men slowly said to the black-haired man: "Deputy Valley Master, this time it has failed again, the distance is too far, it is really difficult for a strong man to summon back Wankun Zhong!"

The black-haired man looked gloomy, as if he was about to kill!

Another gray-haired old man saw the man's expression, and immediately hurriedly said: "But this time it's not that nothing, at least the location of the Wankun Bell is still clear......

"Oh, where?"

"Qinling, three thousand chaotic seas!"

............

I don't know where, but I see that this place is dark and dim, and the fire and candles are shining, which seems a little ethereal and mysterious.

Here, the two sat facing each other, as if playing a game.

"Ghost count, brother, let you count this time, it's really bothering you......" A voice came out in a daze, as if he didn't know where to go.

Another voice hurriedly said: "The castle lord is polite, the castle lord is generous, so many genius earth treasures really make you break the bank." The old rule is to take people's money and eliminate disasters with others...... Now that the castle lord already knows the location of the dark dagger, the old man will not disturb the castle lord and take his leave!"

With that, a figure stood up in a stupor, intending to leave.

"Hey, the ghost brother walks slowly, but since you're here, why bother?" said the voice kindly.

In the darkness, but I heard a sound of breaking through the air, and at the same time, the screaming and moaning of a man stopped abruptly...... In an instant, the place fell into ghostly silence, leaving only the sound of flowing water.

After a long time, the voice said slowly: "The Dark Dagger is a big deal, and the fewer people who know about it, the better, but thank you, my brother, the ghost operator......"

"Qinling, three thousand chaotic seas?" In the unknown place in the confusion, a fierce killing intent popped out of the man's eyes.

"Dare to take the old man's magic weapon, no matter who it is, the old man will break you into pieces!"

Suddenly, two cyan-colored ghostly fires burst out from this person's eyes, two ghostly fires, like those floating ghosts in the mass grave in the middle of the night......

As soon as the ghost fire came out, the place was suddenly turned white by the cyan ghost fire, and a grimace suddenly appeared on the wall, which was terrifying!

Looking closely, I realized that this is the face of a person who has gone through vicissitudes, but this person's face is originally pale, and the atmosphere is set off, it is really weird, like a netherworld hell.

There was a thud, a cracking of porcelain, and another roar of rage.

"Qinling, three thousand chaotic seas!"

......

Three thousand chaotic seas.

Ji Fei's face was sweating profusely, beads of sweat were dripping down, and his face was as pale as dirt, as if he had experienced a serious illness.

"That magical summoning power is getting bigger and bigger, if the Valley of Despair summons again, I must have to pay a great price to keep this bell ......"

"But the only thing to be thankful for is that the people of the Valley of Despair still don't know that Wankun Zhong is in my hands......"

Ji Fei's heart can be described as extremely depressed, a powerful and powerful killing weapon, Wankun Zhong, is placed in front of him, but his own strength is meager, and it is difficult to control! This feeling is like swallowing a fly, which is really uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, Ji Fei glanced at the old man in Mai, but when he saw that this person's brows were tightly locked, the expression on his face changed in a myriad of ways, sometimes relieved, sometimes painful, and sometimes peaceful...... It's abundant......

Ji Fei smiled bitterly in his heart, this half-way artistic conception came from the Heavenly Divine Tree, and he himself had also felt this half-way artistic conception, but from the point of view, he still found nothing, I am afraid that this is related to the fact that Ji Fei's current strength is too low. After all, he was only a foundation-building monk, and it was not enough to preach!

Putting aside the thoughts in front of him, Ji Fei immediately took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and suddenly the spiritual power in the mist mista spurted and rolled like a giant Lang in the sea slapping towards Ji Fei's stubborn stone.

Whoa...... There seemed to be the sound of the sea lapping against the reef around him.

"Huh, could it be said that there has been a breakthrough?" Ji Fei was overjoyed, and immediately used the internal vision technique, but saw that the spiritual power in the dantian was dense, and he was frantically swallowing the spiritual energy.

"It's a pity that we haven't broken through the foundation yet...... This late stage of foundation building really seems to be an insurmountable gap, but for me, it's just a matter of time, but it's a pity that time waits for no one, and heaven doesn't wait for me..."

Ji Fei thought to himself, although there was no breakthrough in cultivation, the only thing that he was happy about was that his dantian was faintly enlarged by a few points, and the muscles and veins around him were even more accessible and thick, compared to ordinary monks, the latter was far inferior.

"I'm afraid I'm going to learn from Qingyunmen to teach Qingyunzi, this old man has only broken through the foundation in a hundred years and entered the fetal breath, although it is a little slower, but the achievements behind it are limitless!"

"Immortal fate is such a thing, mysterious and mysterious, waiting for someone who is destined, I can't force myself to break through the late stage of foundation building, otherwise, it will be too much!"

After thinking about it, Ji Feiqiang suppressed the waves in his heart, his heart seemed to stop water, and then he slowly closed his eyes and slowly exhaled the aura of heaven and earth.

Before, Ji Fei and Qing Yunzi had a few traces of sword intent to compete, and the result was very miserable, if it weren't for the amazing recovery power of the Heavenly Divine Wood, I am afraid that he would have died at that time.

But despite this, the aura in his body was also exhausted, and his whole body was sore, and he couldn't use any extra strength!

Coupled with the subsequent Wankun Zhong being summoned away, Ji Fei had to fight desperately, and the only remaining spiritual power on his body at this moment was also consumed, leaving no trace behind.

"It would be nice if there was an energy pill, but unfortunately it was all used up, and there was no time to hunt demon beasts to obtain the demon core...... Hey!"

Ji Fei sighed heavily, with the Anti-Heaven Divine Wood, it can effortlessly refine the demon core of the demon beast into a pure energy pill, I have to say that the Anti-Heaven Divine Wood is the biggest killing weapon on his body, but unfortunately the current Ji Fei's understanding of the Anti-Heaven Divine Wood is really very little.

Judging from the current Celestial Divine Tree, Ji Fei was able to obtain the Energy Pill with its help, and all of them were given by the Celestial Divine Tree, and Ji Fei had amazing resilience...... As for the other functions, Ji Fei still doesn't know.

But the Heavenly Divine Tree in front of him was definitely an endless treasure, just waiting for Ji Fei to dig it up.

After thinking about it, Ji Fei Huo Ran's eyes flashed, and a trace of dusty memory gradually drew closer to his heart, and then when he saw him patting the storage bag, a black token appeared in his hand.

This is the second more.

Ask for flowers, ask for tickets, ask for beauties, send flowers, send tickets, send dung!