Mu Feng was right when he thought about it, the first-class sect with tens of thousands of disciples was deeply rooted, who was willing to break his bones for a few beginner disciples?

Not to mention the death of a few disciples, even the death of hundreds of disciples is not a big deal, just recruit a new batch, the foundation is the most important for the sect.

Hongchen didn't say a word, and the eyes under the bronze mask stared at the front right, and landed on someone.

Mu Feng was aware, and looked at Hongchen's gaze, and saw a silver fir man, with handsome facial features, white hair on his temples at a young age, and a flower-like scar on his face.

"Who is he?"

"He Changxing. ”

"Great sect disciple?"

Hongchen shook his head and said, "A disciple of a small sect with a long history, similar to Qingxia Palace. ”

Yan Gu said: "There are many ancient sects in this world, although there are not many disciples, but every once in a while, an outstanding disciple will be cultivated. ”

Mu Feng looked at He Changxing and found that he was quietly white jade boy Luo Feng, with a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"There are only nine super factions in Cangzhou, in addition to the white jade prince Luo Feng, there are also disciples of the super faction here?"

Yan Gu said with a smile: "Naturally, the group around Luo Feng should all be from the Ten Thousand Swords Palace, but those people are not as good as Luo Feng." ”

The super sect has hundreds of thousands of disciples, all over the place, and the chance of encountering them is very high, but it is rare to see truly outstanding disciples.

The birth of the Scorpion War Drum this time caused a sensation in the entire land of Cangzhou, many sects are paying close attention, some send disciples to come, some are watching from a distance, just the people who entered this first area, there are more than 2,000 people in three days.

Except for a small number of cultivators who were weak in the Spirit Realm who withdrew on their own, hundreds of people had died in the first area in the past three days due to various looting, fighting, grievances, and conflicts.

As night fell, the light of the banner became more and more attractive, and all the monks in the entire First Region gathered here, and the number reached more than one thousand and two hundred.

The skull banner was bathed in moonlight, shimmering with an eerie glow, spinning gently and undulating up and down.

The cold air descended in the night wind, and the ghosts gathered in the valley, sending out a mournful wail.

The more than 1,200 monks all looked at the skull banner and faintly felt a hint of crisis.

Under the gaze of everyone, the skull flag suddenly flew up, and with a roar, it shot into the distance, causing everyone to chase after it quickly.

Under the moonlight, thousands of monks were shifting, and in just one incense stick, everyone came to a flat wilderness, surrounded the skull flag in the middle, forming a circle.

The skull flag released a powerful and terrifying aura, and it fell downward, the flagpole planted on the ground, and countless yin qi rose from the ground.

At that moment, Mu Feng's mountains and rivers clearly sensed the fluctuation of the aura, and a spiritual light flew up in the mountains and forests in the distance, which turned out to be an elixir, and he was frightened by the evil aura of the skull flag, and could not continue to hide in the soil.

"It's an elixir!"

There are monks with keen six senses, and they are the first to break through the mystery.

A group of monks rushed forward and fought for the elixir.

Mu Feng also shot out with electricity, casting the blue sky without shadow trick, which was faster than a ghost in the night, and snatched the elixir in his hand.

"Stinky boy, hand over the elixir quickly, otherwise you will look good. ”

A large number of monks arrived one step late, looking at the elixir in Mu Feng's hand, their eyes greedy one by one.

Mu Feng glanced around and directly stuffed the elixir into his mouth.

"You... You... Unexpectedly, quick... Fast... Spit it out. ”

Some people were so angry that they couldn't imagine that Mu Feng actually ate the elixir in front of everyone.

"Yes, open your mouth wider. ”

Mu Feng smiled evilly, so angry that those people trembled, and they wanted to tear Mu Feng in half.

The skull flag bounced up from the ground at this moment, spun nine times in mid-air, and then fell again, the flagpole was planted on the ground, and an evil aura spread all over the four fields, and there was a spiritual light in the other direction.

"There's an elixir over there. ”

This was like a gust of wind, and no one cared about arguing with Mu Feng, and they all rushed towards that elixir.

Mu Feng's body is like electricity, but he feels strange in his heart, what is the skull flag forcibly forcing the elixir out?

With the Blue Sky Shadowless Technique, Mu Feng once again grabbed the elixir, which made everyone angry, but also surprised by his body speed.

Mu Shaoyu and Tang Xin looked at Mu Feng, gritting their teeth with hatred in their hearts, they had learned Mu Feng's body technique six years ago, and knew that this guy's body technique was superb, and no one could help him under the same realm.

"Stinky boy, you... You... Don't eat any more!"

The roar echoed across the wilderness, and many monks were maddened by Mu Feng's snatch-and-eat approach.

That's an elixir, although it can be taken directly, but if it is used for alchemy, the overall value will increase several times, but unfortunately it was wasted by Mu Feng.

The skull banner rose from the ground again, and then fell, and the third spiritual light in the night rushed to the sky, it was the third elixir.

Everyone had already mastered the pattern, and when the skull flag fell, they looked around and paid close attention to the direction of the elixir unearthed, so as to prepare for the robbery.

However, everything was in vain, Mu Feng's body was so fast that it was maddening, even the white jade prince Luo Feng, He Changxing, Yan Gu, Hongchen and others were deeply shocked by his speed.

Holding the elixir, Mu Feng ate it unhurriedly, surrounded by countless envious, jealous and hateful eyes, this is simply a tyrannical thing.

"You kid ate three elixirs in one go, beware of supporting you. ”

Different elixirs have different medicinal effects, and Mu Feng took three elixirs in a row in a moment, which was quite inappropriate for a normal monk.

It's just that everyone doesn't know that Mu Feng has a five-fold gathering spirit array in his body, which is very strong for the absorption and digestion of spiritual energy, and he has taken dozens of elixirs in two years, and he has long had experience, and only three elixirs are insignificant to him.

Soon, the fourth elixir appeared, which still fell into Mu Feng's hands and was eaten by him.

This was deliberate by Mu Feng, because the elixir is different from the spirit weapon and the spirit soldier, once it is eaten, it will break the desire of many people to snatch it, but it is safer.

Spirit weapons are different from spirit soldiers, even if you grab it, others can continue to grab it, and so on, the danger is much greater.

Next, the skull flag rose again and again, and fell again and again, and the fifth elixir, the sixth elixir, and the seventh elixir appeared one after another, and all of them were dominated by Mu Feng alone.

Seven elixirs, among the thousands of monks, at least the monks above the eighth level hated the roots of their teeth, and they couldn't wait to bite Mu Feng and eat it.

"You're not afraid of being strung to death?"

Yan Gu looked at Mu Feng who was returning, and had an urge to make up for him, how could anyone take seven elixirs in one go, this was a pure waste.

"The effect of the elixir doesn't seem to be very good, I'm still in the spirit realm. ”

Mu Feng replied with a smile, so angry that Yan Gu rolled his eyes, you are an elixir?

At this moment, the Skull Banner once again took off in the air, attracting everyone's attention, is there still an eighth elixir?

Mu Fengjian's brows furrowed slightly, he felt an inexplicable panic, as if something was about to happen.

The skull flag whizzed and turned, and the dark red light sprinkled all around, like dozens of tentacles rooted in the earth.

The flag shook violently, falling suddenly at an alarming speed, deeply planted in the ground, shaking the ground like a wave, and dark red light waves shot out from the skull flag, and after landing, it quickly spread and spread, staggered and undulated, forming a three-dimensional phalanx, which would envelop all the monks present in the blink of an eye.

A glittering grid appeared on the ground, with the skull flag as the center, covering all directions, encompassing the entire first area, crisscrossing the lines exuding a strange evil aura, and one after another Yin Spirits overflowed from the ground, scattered in one square after another, emitting a piercing ghost cry.

"What's going on, what kind of hell is this?"

Many of the monks were surprised and turned their heads to look around to see what was going on with the others.

The ground shook, and the distance between the monk's feet was automatically widened, so that the two of them would not be in the same space.

The skull flag shimmered with an eerie light, unleashing enticing waves that attracted countless people to it.

Mu Feng looked at the yin soul in the same grid, and cast a soul cultivation magic trick, directly devouring the yin soul, and transformed it into a spiritual force, which made his spirit lift.

The monks in the other grids did not have this ability, and they did not bother to ask the ghosts, and some of the anxious people stepped out of the grid and approached the skeleton flag.

That step was like activating the entire ghost array, and one after another spirit patterns rose from the ground, turning into various rotating patterns, running at high speed in the square.

These swirling patterns are real and virtual, but they are as sharp as knives, and if you are not careful, you will be cut, and blood will suddenly splatter out.

As soon as the blood hits the ground, light smoke will immediately appear, and the blood on the ground is like some kind of catalyst, burning in an instant, and constantly seeping into the ground, releasing even more evil power.

Exclamations and screams suddenly sounded, as if a sharp sword was stabbed into everyone's hearts, making people's spirits tense and their faces panicked.

"Don't be rash, everybody. ”

Someone has issued a warning, but there are more than 1,200 people from different sects, who will really listen to the advice of others?

Some timid people ran out, using various means, operating the use of the Juding realm, or wielding swords to defend, or sacrificing magic weapons, breaking through multiple grids in a row, and the pressure on the periphery was significantly reduced.

On the contrary, the more dangerous and difficult it becomes to break inward, and if you are not careful, blood will be splattered on the spot.

More than half of the monks were calm, and did not move at will, but each of them spread out their defenses and quietly observed.

Each grid is an area, and as long as you don't move rashly, there is not much danger.

A trace of blood mist fluttered in the ghost array, and at first everyone could still see the people and objects in the adjacent grid, but after a while, the blood mist covered the vision, making everyone fall into confusion.

The yin soul sings in the blood mist, like a hell's hypnotic song, making people more and more flustered and anxious.