The crisp sound of "jumping" came.

Chen Tianqiao, who was made into a corpse, saw the white blade flying, and his right arm moved, and the iron pestle turned into a black light and hit the white blade, knocking the white blade open at once.

Ye Tianheng, who was recuperating from his injuries, immediately changed his face, stood up quickly, and looked into the depths of the cave as if he was facing a great enemy, and when he saw that the attacker was Qin Feng, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Boy, are you sending a storage bag to your uncle?" Ye Tianheng licked his dry lips, stared at Qin Feng with malicious intentions, and said gloomily.

Although he is not lightly injured now, this kid named Qin Feng is definitely still not his opponent, so he can only be slaughtered.

He didn't believe that this kid had the strength to rival the strength of a Qi Induction Realm cultivator, not to mention that he also had the assistance of corpse refining and mid-level magic weapons.

Although I don't know the storage bag from the other party, one thing is certain, this storage bag will be his in the future.

And the contents of the storage bag, which are also his.

"Don't come here. Qin Feng's face showed a look of horror, and as soon as he said it, he immediately turned his head and ran, but he was secretly laughing in his heart.

As soon as Ye Tianheng saw Qin Feng fleeing in the wilderness, he was even more sure that this person wanted to take advantage of the fisherman, but he didn't expect to be self-defeating and blocked by him.

While slowly walking towards the cave with the refining corpse, he muttered in his heart that the heavens were not thin on him.

His relative in the Weeping Blood Sect got a corpse refining method from the trade fair for him, but he didn't expect to be able to use a monk like Chen Tianqiao to concoct corpse refining.

What I didn't expect was that Chen Tianqiao could be used as a material, and now I not only got the spirit of the tree spirit, but also got a piece of blood soul wood.

Blood Soul Wood He had only seen it in the classics, the price should be very high, just the spirit of this tree spirit, as well as some materials, there was no problem in selling two or three hundred spirit stones.

Now Chen Tianqiao's body has been damaged, and it will be very troublesome to repair it. As if he knew what he was thinking, God sent him a better body.

Gradually, getting closer and closer to the deepest part of the cave, he was in no hurry, as long as this was the only way to make the boy feel the fear of death.

After a few breaths, he walked slowly for more than ten kilometers, and as he got closer and closer to the deepest part of the cave, he became a little confused.

The ground in front of me was full of potholes, there were some rubble everywhere, and the walls were mostly incomplete, as if they had experienced a great battle.

Gradually, his heart was enveloped by a sense of danger, that kid wouldn't say that he wanted to lead me here, right? Ye Tianheng asked himself secretly in his heart.

The next moment, Ye Tianheng's feet moved quickly, and the road retreated, and now his strength was not good, if that kid set up an ambush here, he might really be able to hit him hard. It's better to wait for the strength to fully recover, anyway, he is blocked in the middle, and that kid doesn't want to escape.

Ye Tianheng just took a step back, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed, he was actually in a barren desert.

As far as the eye could see, there was an endless yellow desert, and from time to time a few heat waves rushed in his face, and he looked up and saw a scorching sun hanging in the sky.

A layer of cold sweat oozed from Ye Tianheng's forehead, his heart sank, and he secretly screamed that it was not good, this kid actually trapped him with a phantom array. His only hope now was that this kid's divine mind could only control this phantom array, and he didn't have the strength to attack him.

However, Ye Tianheng's idea fell through, and he only listened to the sound of "hum".

At this time, Qin Feng opened the Rapid Array at the same time, and every other breath, three sharp cones appeared on the ground, and under his command, they attacked Ye Tianheng in the array.

After a long period of rest, whether it was mana or divine thoughts, he was at his peak, and the control of the two sets of formations was simply handy.

In Qin Feng's opinion, Ye Tianheng was in a pale golden shield with a radius of three or four zhang, his face was pale, a trace of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and the jade ruler was circling and flying in mid-air.

Corpse refining Chen Tianqiao was holding an iron pestle, protecting Ye Tianheng in front of him, but his aura was extremely sluggish.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" shot out of the ground in a row of three sharp cones, turning into three streamers and shooting towards Ye Tianheng's façade.

He understood that as long as he killed Ye Tianheng, refining the corpse would be like a dead thing without guidance, and naturally it would not cause any harm.

At the same time, his other divine thought controlled the phantom array, not only conjuring up the desert, the wind, and the scorching sun. He even turned the sharp cone into a flying scorpion, flying ant and other hideous insects, and pounced viciously towards Ye Tianheng.

Ye Tianheng, who was in the phantom array, looked at the flying scorpions and flying ants that shot out, and urged the ink ruler to resist with all his might, but the mana in his body continued to dry up, and the ink ruler had shrunk to only one foot long, and there was only a faint layer of ink light left on the surface.

The one-armed corpse frantically waved the iron pestle in his hand, but the speed was very slow, more like the iron pestle driving the arm to move.

With a "flutter", three sharp cones shot together, Ye Tianheng controlled the ink ruler to block one, the one-armed corpse refining corpse brandished an iron pestle to block one, and the other one was straight into his back.

A golden sharp cone was inserted from his shoulder and flew from his chest, and for a while, Ye Tianheng's front and back were bleeding.

Ye Tianheng in the illusion looked hideous and roared angrily, and a fist-sized hideous flying ant that appeared on the ground just now flew down on his back and began to devour it wildly, biting out a big hole in his chest and back.

However, Ye Tianheng was not an ordinary monk, so he immediately took out a pink spirit rune from the storage bag and stimulated it and pasted it on the wound.

Suddenly, the original bleeding wound stopped bleeding and scabbed over.

"Let me out, I'll give you whatever you want.

Please, you adults don't remember villains, please bypass me.

As long as you let me out, you can do whatever you want me to do, I can give you a lot of spirit stones, give you the method of refining corpses, and give you blood soul wood.

I'm afraid you don't know the Blood Soul Wood yet, the Blood Soul Wood is worth at least a thousand spirit stones, as long as you are willing to let me go, I am willing to give you anything......"

Ye Tianheng, who was in a desperate situation, begged hysterically for mercy, while resisting the flying scorpions and flying ants flying from everywhere, but he was thinking about how to torture Qin Feng after he went out.

After a cup of tea, Qin Feng's divine thoughts were faintly tired, after all, the attack of the ink ruler was very high, and the trauma of the formation method was relatively large, so the consumption of divine thoughts also became very large.

Fortunately, at this time, Ye Tianheng was only dying, and in addition to the shoulder injury, the other party also suffered some minor injuries to his arms and thighs.

Just as Qin Feng was about to kill the killer, Ye Tianheng finally stopped begging for mercy and became furious.

Ye Tianheng in the formation gave the corpse refining two pills with bloody aura, and the corpse refining suddenly rose a lot, almost half of the heyday.

The aura of the rising refining corpse also moved a few points faster, and the one-armed wielding of the iron pestle was impenetrable, protecting Ye Tianheng.

Ye Tianheng's mind moved, and he took out a finger-long, hair-thick turquoise poison needle from the storage bag.

The next moment, Ye Tianheng held the poison needle in one hand, and while directing the ink ruler, he identified a direction in the formation and rampaged.

Qin Feng watched all of Ye Tianheng's movements, especially the poisonous needle.

Since the other party took out the poison needle so late, it must be a killer feature, and it seems that he has another treasure.

Ye Tianheng was moving in one direction, but in Qin Feng's eyes, he was spinning in place.

Suddenly, Qin Feng's expression was overjoyed, and the other party actually stopped at one of the formations.

"Ah" A terrible voice came out of Ye Tianheng's mouth, and his body fell to the ground all of a sudden, and a blood hole the size of a thumb appeared under his left foot, which pierced directly from his knee.

Ye Tianheng, who was dying soon, was unwilling, his eyes were bloody, and he injected the mana of his whole body into the poison needle in his hand.

With a "poof", a sharp cone shot out from the ground, instantly penetrating from Ye Tianheng's brain, and a fingertip-sized blood hole appeared in the center of his eyebrows.

With a "whoosh", the poisonous needle burst out from Ye Tianheng's hand, instantly tearing the double array shield through the mouth of the thin hair, and directly penetrating into the rock wall.

Qin Feng, who was greatly shocked in his heart, turned his head to look at the rock wall where the poisonous needle had not entered, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed from his forehead, and he became dumbfounded.

Only hair-thick poisonous needles shot through the rock wall, centered on the eye of the needle, and the fist-sized places around it were pitch black, and there was a tendency to expand outward.

Qin Feng, who came back to his senses, glanced at the situation in the array, a hole the size of a fingertip appeared in the center of Ye Tianheng's eyebrows, and it was flowing out, Bo Bo was bleeding nonstop, and his round eyes were full of unwillingness;

This battle is really a fluke, if Ye Tianheng puts away the mentality of playing with rats and directly uses poison to kill him, I am afraid that he should be the one who falls now.

Then, Qin Feng calmed down his mood a little and walked towards the rock wall through which the poisonous needle had passed.

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