"Brother, have you been promoted?" Brother Tong is so happy!" Tong Sheng walked up to Lan Feng and patted him on the shoulder, at this moment, he suddenly saw the broken wooden box behind Lan Feng, and wondered: "Why did the wooden box break, and why did you come up alone." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Lan Feng stood there in a daze, not knowing how to answer, and at this moment, Situ Jin's cold voice came from behind him.

"Catch him!"

Tong Sheng turned around and saw a few Changhongs not far away, turned around again and stared at Lan Feng in surprise, and said, "Brother, have you offended someone?"

Lan Feng also glanced at Changhong, who was not far away, broke off half of the fire lingzhi and stuffed it into Tong Sheng's hand, frowned and said with a wry smile: "Brother Tong, Lan Feng has killed someone, I can't talk to you for a long time, go first." This fire lingzhi is divided into half of you, if it is not surprising, Chu Yunfeng will be destroyed immediately, you should leave while there is chaos. I'll see you again in the future, and I'll tell you about today's suffering!"

After speaking, he didn't look back, and quickly fled towards the other side peak of Xuande Gate.

Tong Sheng straightened the pestle there, staring at the place where Lan Feng disappeared with a complicated expression, and frowned.

"Silly big man, why didn't you stop him just now?" an extremely cold voice came from behind him.

Tong Sheng naturally believed in Lan Feng's character, and thought in his heart that he could help Lan Feng delay a little time, and it would not be in vain for his brothers.

A strange look flashed in his eyes, and he threw half of the fire spirit mushroom that Lan Feng had stuffed into his storage bag, turned around leisurely, and sneered, "Who are you? Why do you call me that?"

Situ Jin had already come to Tong Sheng at this time, his face was pale and extremely weak, his divine sense quickly swept over Tong Sheng's body, and said in a deep voice: "If it weren't for the old man's health now, he would have beaten you down with one palm, but now, my energy will be left to avenge my grandson, and I won't waste it with you here!"

As he spoke, he sneered and chased after the side peak where Lan Feng had fled again.

Tong Sheng chased forward, but how could his cultivation in the Jindan stage be comparable to the speed of the infant transformation stage, and he chased for a while, and finally stopped.

"Brother Lan Feng, that's all Brother Tong can help you. You must escape, if you don't die, you will have a blessing, Brother Tong will wait for you!" Tong Sheng looked at the looming side peak and sighed lightly.

Just as he was muttering to himself, a purple shadow flashed past him, and before he could see who it was, it had already disappeared.

This person's cultivation is not low.

"Everyone present, did you see Lan Feng?" Bu Yi also rushed up, glanced at Tong Sheng deeply, and turned his gaze to stare at the other participating disciples who had been knocked over to the ground and had not yet gotten up.

"What is the Daoist of Cloth Yi talking about, is it a young man with a strand of white hair on his forehead?" one of the Zhuji disciples climbed up with a frown, his expression solemn.

Bu Yi glanced at the disciple coldly and nodded.

He held a thousand-year-old fire reishi mushroom and went in that direction. The disciple pointed to the side peak where Lan Feng had fled, gritting his teeth.

A disciple in the condensation stage, how could he not be angry when he was not knocked down? Besides, if he couldn't get such a good treasure, he wouldn't let a condensation stage disciple get it.

"Millennial Fire Lingzhi! Are you sure you're right?" Bu Yi's eyes flickered, and he glanced at the broken wooden box, and faintly smelled the smell of volcanic rock.

"How could I lie to you?" the disciple shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Bu Yi's deep eyes showed a hint of greed, and he muttered inwardly: "The old man has been cultivating the Corpse Yin Dafa for many years, but he has been staying in the state of a fake baby, if he can get that thousand-year-old fire Lingzhi, he must not have broken through the bottleneck, and when he enters the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, there is actually a top-grade spirit beast on Lan Feng's body, if I can get these two treasures, Xuandemen will not be able to bow down?"

The more he thought about it, the heavier his mind became to get those two treasures, he squinted at the side peak shrouded in mountain fog not far away, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he teleported towards it.

Many people rushed behind him, and they all galloped towards the side peak where Lan Feng was.

Tong Sheng's brows were already twisted, he hesitated for a moment, and followed.

Lan Feng had already scurried into a gloomy forest at this time, and there was silence around him, except for the sound of his hurried footsteps, there was no other sound.

The more this happened, the more terrifying Lan Feng felt.

He also thought about hiding in the colorful space, but once he entered, it was equivalent to having no way out.

He still can't control the time he spends in the colorful rope, and in an hour, if there is still an enemy here, then he will die without a place to bury.

After hesitating for a long time, he still chose to continue to escape.

"Evil obstacles, return my grandson's life!" In the quiet woods, Situ Jin's vicious voice suddenly came.

Lan Feng's body shook, sweating on his forehead, and he quickened his pace again.

One of the two acceleration runes on his leg had no spiritual power, and his speed still slowed down.

The cold aura behind him was getting stronger and stronger, even if Lan Feng tried his best to escape, how could his speed of a spinning period be comparable to the infantile transition period?

At this moment, not far in front of him, in the dark forest, a little spot of light suddenly appeared, this spot of light was a little dazzling, without a breath, it expanded instantly.

The dazzling light was like the high beam of a car in the previous life at this time, making it impossible to see what was going on in front of him, Lan Feng had no choice but to stop, stretching out his arm to block his eyes.

"Evil Barrier, where are you going?" With a hoarse roar, his eyes suddenly went dark.

Lan Feng lowered his arm, only to see where the light was just now, Situ Jin was squinting at him, eager to crush him to ashes.

Lan Feng's body trembled, and he stepped back, and suddenly, he only felt a cushion under his feet, and he almost didn't fall.

He looked down and saw that it was a foot in black boots.

Lan Feng's face was red and white for a while, he took a deep breath, turned his head to look, and the first thing he saw was Situ Jin's murderous eyes.

At this moment, Lan Feng was completely blinded, his legs were weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Is my life going to end here and now? I'm dead, what will my sister do?"

Lan Feng's body trembled slightly, and he looked up to the sky and laughed miserably.

"An'er, my only grandson, the most beloved grandson, you were killed by such a yellow-haired boy, grandpa is unwilling, unwilling!"

Situ Jin coughed dryly, suddenly his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, "This kid's death can't make me calm at all, he is an orphan with no father and no mother, so grandpa can only make him a man." ”

He smirked, and suddenly a silver light flashed, and a short blade that was exactly the same as in Situ An's hand before instantly appeared in his hand. (To be continued.) )