The pink petals fluttered in the Xuanying Valley, and the relationship between the stone table and the ice condensation flowers on the ground attracted Mao San's attention.

"The ~~~ friend of the nameless elder before, who appeared with the people of Xuanyin Valley, must have known something about the Hidden Sect, right? The fat man's small eyes kept turning.

"My friend didn't say it, and I didn't ask, if you're curious, go and ask the Xuanji Sect Master to find out. Chen Feng grinned while smoking the jade cigarette pouch.

"What are you fighting for, the leader of the sect's trial disciples?" The fat man's skin continued to circulate with mysterious imprints, gradually fading the flickering dark thunder light.

"Even if you don't lead the elder, you don't necessarily can't enter the place of trial, it's better to come by yourself than to bring a group of people. Chen Feng's gaze was slightly revealing of yin and evil.

The fat man looked at Chen Feng with a pair of small eyes, and then he secretly whispered a temptation: "This place in the Xuantian Forest is good, have you ever thought of fighting for some benefits, such as completely destroying the Xuanming Sect?"

"Mao San, I didn't expect that you are not only fat, but also not small, do you want to take the cultivation resources of the great sect for yourself? I'm afraid that you won't even be able to pass the level of many elders of the Ming Sect. Chen Feng's face was full of playfulness.

"Kill them all, just the corpses of these monks are extremely valuable things, how about it, do you want to join forces with me?" The crazy ferocity on the fat man's face even moved Chen Feng.

"Are you sure?"

Chen Feng glanced out of the valley, as if he had noticed something unusual.

"Elder Yan Tong. You can come in. ”

The fierce fat man looked confident and summoned to the outside of the valley.

An old man wearing a Taoist robe with a happy smile on his face was found walking into the Xuanying Valley. Chen Feng couldn't help frowning.

"Anonymous Elder, speaking of which, this is the first time we have met, two years ago, I was also one of the Worship Elders of the Xuanming Sect, but I didn't stay long before I resigned and left. The old man took the lead in greeting Chen Feng.

"I know about you, but I didn't expect you to come back after two years of absence, the man named Yang Yuan. Didn't you get old with you?" Feeling the unfathomable strength of the old man with the smiling face, Chen Feng got up from the stone drum pier and said with a light smile.

"We are not all the way, and I didn't go far. After getting some benefits from the destruction of this sect, you can fill your pockets and increase some confidence in traveling far away, which is not a secret. I'm not very rich right now. The smile on the old man's face. It made Chen Feng feel a little chilled.

"Although the kid agrees with your old strength, but these elders of the Xuanming Sect are not vegetarians, the three of us do this kind of unconscionable thing, once we fail, we have to be skinned. Chen Feng looked timid and afraid on the surface.

"I think with the strength of the three of us, it will not be difficult to destroy the Xuanming Sect, and as far as I know. You should have the power of turmoil in the ten thousand worlds, the colored beads condensed, right?" Yan Tong smiled with admiration.

"You see?"

was mentioned by Yan Tong about the condensation beads. Chen Feng didn't deny it, but he was a little vigilant in his heart.

"The beads compressed and condensed by the power of the three worlds turmoil must contain an extremely terrifying power of destruction, as long as one is detonated, it is enough to raze a Xuantian Forest to the ground, even if this is not mentioned, presumably Elder Chen Feng's other means are not a few, kill all the people of the Xuanming Sect, and the fate of this Xuantian Forest will be ours. Yan Tong revealed Chen Feng's identity, which made the evil fat man slightly surprised.

"Old man, it seems that in the two years since you left the Xuanming Sect, you should have inquired about a lot of things, but you were very cautious when you joined the Xuanming Sect. Chen Feng's expression was a little blank, and he kept weighing in his heart how to deal with this terrible old guy in front of him.

"You haven't been out of the Xuanhua Cave for two years, you don't have any feelings for this sect, right? Even if you don't stand with us, I hope you don't get in the way, the strength of this sect is still too weak, a monk like you is fully qualified to go to a better place, if the Xuanming Sect is successfully destroyed, the old man can take you to a more suitable super sect." Yan Tongpi said without smiling.

Chen Feng was not particularly surprised that the fierce fat man Mao San and Yan Tong were together, but the current situation made him feel a trace of crisis.

Yan Tong came to Xuanying Valley, whether it was to woo, warn, and tempt, or to have another purpose, in the face of this old man who came out of the boundary cave, Chen Feng couldn't help but be cautious.

"Senior, I am only a monk in the early stage of Xuanxuan, in terms of my own strength, it is very reluctant to deal with Jindan stage cultivators, not to mention the elders in the sect, you are free, you don't need to think about me, the kid will leave the Xuanming Sect. Chen Feng took two steps back and beckoned to the ancient puppet girl.

Seeing that the delicate body of Youyou showed a dense silk tightening, turning into a small puppet statue, and floating into Chen Feng's hands, the fierce fat man Mao San's face couldn't help but sink.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, and since you want to leave, the old man can't do much to keep it, but I hope you don't come back. When the old man Yan Tong laughed, a trace of bull's hair energy shot out of his mouth towards Chen Feng.

"Boom~~~"

The faint strength of the cow's hair had already shot on Chen Feng's figure that was about to disappear in an instant, producing a violent explosion.

"Old immortal, you dare to attack me......"

The surging black mist rose in the chaotic power explosion, and Chen Feng's roar was full of anger.

"Don't think that if you're a low-level monk and hiding some terrible means, no one will dare to do anything to you. Yan Tong no longer had a happy smile on his face at this time, he looked greedy and hideous, and his breath of eight baths and heavenly tribulation was restrained, and his right fist rushed towards the black mist like thunder.

"Takashi ~~~"

The beam-like power of the fist knocked the space to the ground, pouring into the small black hole along with the desolate mist.

It can be seen with the naked eye that the martial arts light and shadow, which are very similar to Chen Feng's own deity, were annihilated in Yan Tong's fist power.

Chen Feng, who was in the mysterious stone chamber of the Pearl of Desolation, although his body was submerged in the carved stone wall. It was still hit by the fist beam that shot into the stone chamber, causing fine cracks to appear in the stone walls.

Yan Tong suddenly attacked, and Chen Feng didn't even have time to escape by relying on the secret room space. A beam of fist explosions has already rushed into the mysterious stone chamber.

The rumbling sound was heard in the stone room, and in the face of the turbulence of fist power that erupted in the stone room, the ancient puppet girl who had recovered her normal body covered the trembling little hairball in the corner, and let the strength in the stone room tear her body.

Until the old man in Xuanying Valley stopped, the mysterious stone room led to the small black hole in the outside world that had not had time to close. It closes slowly.

"Why don't you go in?"

The fierce fat man glanced at Yan Tong, revealing a little dissatisfaction.

"Even if he hadn't died, he would have been hit hard. That mysterious space gave me a sense of uncontrol, there was no need to venture in, and I was in a hurry. The old man's expression was slightly solemn, and he stretched out his palm and pressed towards the collapsed space.

"Buzz~~~"

Under the swirling of the strange runes that came out of the old man's palm. Collapsed space medium. Unexpectedly, a swirling seal-like seal appeared, dragging out a bracelet made of eighteen black beads and a small gourd.

It wasn't until the swirling hole-like seal turned into a ball and sealed the desolate bracelet that the fierce fat man Mao San hid his different color and walked out of the Xuanying Valley with the old man.

Because of the shock caused by Yan Tong's sudden attack, many people in Xuantian Peak discovered the changes in Xuanying Valley.

"Buzz~~~"

Yan Tong, who came out of the Xuanying Valley, walked calmly towards the peak, facing some monks who came with good letters. The strength of the cow hair continues to be revealed.

In the popping sound, the slightest strength submerged into the figure of the Xuanming Sect. Soon it caused its soul to suffer a heavy blow and fell into a deep sleep.

Although the fat man Mao San had a fierce face, he didn't make too many moves, but just followed behind the old man and put the unconscious Xuanming Sect monk into a small bottle with a fiery red feeling.

In the process of Yan Tong taking ripples step by step, Dong Dong walking, most of the cultivators of the Xuanming Sect were fixed with different body shapes and postures, as if the time of the heaven and earth had stopped, and only the old man and the fierce fat man walked forward leisurely.

Different from the old man who said that he would do it with his hands, Chen Feng, who had come out of the carved stone wall at this time, opened his mouth and spewed out a puff of blood mist.

If someone saw Chen Feng's appearance at this time, they would definitely be frightened by his flesh and dense lacerations.

Chen Feng, who hid in the carved stone wall and was still bombarded by the power of the Eight Baths Heavenly Tribulation Haoxiu's fist, his physical injuries at this time were even more terrifying than Ge Qining, who was smashed by the fat man into a giant seal.

A feeling of drowsiness constantly disturbed Chen Feng, making him feel like he was about to fall asleep at any time.

Although Chen Feng's face was gloomy, he did not lose his mind, but instead glanced at the ancient puppet girl with a slight abrasion on her delicate body, as if he was wary of her.

"Yo~~~"

The little furball rolled to Chen Feng's side, purring, and was very concerned about him.

"Yoyo, you go to the Ding Furnace to recuperate first, my current situation is not very good, and I can't take care of you. The corners of Chen Feng's mouth were filled with blood, and driven by his thoughts, a small three-legged round tripod had already appeared in the Desolate Ancient Array.

Although there was some reluctance in the eyes of the ancient puppet girl, in Chen Feng's undeniable gaze, her figure still shrank rapidly, turning into a small puppet statue and throwing herself into the Ding Furnace.

"Whoosh~~~"

The air of desolation will lift the lid of the Ding furnace and buckle it, and continue to wrap around the small Ding furnace until the Ding furnace is tightly sealed, and then drag the Ding furnace back into the desolate ancient array.

"Damn, I'm going to kill that old immortal ......"

Chen Feng, who had suffered a big loss, sat on the desolate ancient array and spoke solemnly, and the scene of the mysterious stone room gradually turned into a mysterious space sealed by many runes.

Seeing that his perception of Xuantian Peak's situation was covered by the Xuantian Sealing Space, Chen Feng's cracked face couldn't help but become even more ugly.

Although Chen Feng had encountered a lot of pressure and difficulties in the past, there were not many heroes like Yan Tong who were so violent, completely ignoring the consequences, and daring to attack him.

"Little guy, can you feel and attack that old immortal through the ban that holds the bracelet?" Chen Feng was surrounded by ten thousand martial arts and light and shadow, constantly carrying the injuries of the deity, and broke out of his body.

With the annihilation of the light and shadow of the attacking martial arts, it was visible to the naked eye that the cracks in Chen Feng's flesh had faded a little.

"Yo~~~"

Although the little furball responded, he was still a little scared and weak.

"I'll find a chance to take this bead later. Hit him in the body and detonate it, and give that old immortal a fatal blow, don't be afraid. Under your natural powers, that old immortal is nothing at all, and now there is this bead compressed and condensed by the power of turmoil in the ten thousand worlds, you have to have confidence in yourself, let go and attack him, even if it doesn't work, I have other means. Able to knock him out. Chen Feng cheered up the little hairball with a gloomy face, as if he was instilling that no one can win you.

"Yo!"

In the face of Chen Feng's brainwashing, the little furball bounced the fat little body. I finally have some confidence.,And I eat this set of unscrupulous men in front of me.。

"Don't be in a hurry, wait for a while before you make a move. ”

Chen Feng's hands shone with a desolate essence, and he took an eyeball-sized colored bead from the black mist air mass into his hand. Use your fingers to gently microcarve tiny burst runes on the surface of the beads.

"The strength of the Eight Baths Tribulation. I'm afraid that even if I count the hidden sect of Xuanming Sect, no one is his opponent, if I hadn't hidden in the carved stone wall, I would have been destroyed by him a long time ago......" In the intense pain of his body and soul, Chen Feng's heart was filled with anger.

The shattered and sunken carved stone wall gradually returned to its original state, and only after Chen Feng struggled to engrave several colored beads with several detonation charms did he begin to breathe the injuries of his flesh with confidence.

Time passed quietly. Chen Feng, who was in the mysterious stone room, no matter how he used the mystery of Wanwu Sanshou. Removing the shallow fine cracks on his flesh, he could no longer expel all the injuries from his body, which couldn't help but make him a little anxious.

Although Chen Feng had been injured before, and sometimes deliberately reserved it, at that time, when he was absolutely sure of recovery, there was an essential difference between his current inability to recover.

"Damn ......"

Chen Feng, whose tyrannical aura was rising, stopped the drive of the tremor of the light and shadow of the martial arts, and wanted to crush the old man Yan Tong immediately.

"Yo!"

Feeling Chen Feng's annoyance, the little furball snorted.

Just when Chen Feng was a little angry that he couldn't bear to suffer, Xuantian Peak, which towered into the clouds, had become extremely silent.

Yan Tong's devastating slaughter all the way was not something that the Xuanming Sect could resist at all, and even slaughtered the thousands of disciples of the Ming Sect without causing any damage to Xuantian Peak.

The monks who had the ability to escape flew towards the Xuanyin Valley in the depths of the Xuantian Forest, and they didn't dare to face the edge of the Eight Baths Heavenly Tribulation Cultivator at all.

Walking with the old man Yan Tong, the fierce fat man Mao San was just a small role in cleaning the battlefield, and his fat face was full of excitement to converge cultivation resources everywhere.

However, if you look closely, you will find that Mao Sanyi's small eyes have a hidden evil gaze, and he seems to have his own plans.

Many of the monks of the Xuanming Sect who were killed were all included in the vials that glowed with crimson light, and the utensils were devoured by the fat man Mao San, and the cultivation resources were quickly sorted out.

Just looking at Mao San's busyness and lack of chaos, he knew that he was a middle and old man, especially not long after he swallowed various utensils, some refining marks of utensils would appear on his flesh and skin, which looked extremely weird.

It wasn't until Xuantian Peak had no life left, Yan Tong and the fat man Mao San that they tore open the space medium and attacked the Xuanyin Valley in the depths of the Xuantian Forest.

The huge forest valley is quiet and abnormal, the ancient wood wolf forest, and at a glance, there is a vast forest sea in all directions.

The Xuantian Forest was extremely vast, and ordinary monks could not penetrate deep into the vicinity of Xuanyin Valley at all, which also caused the cultivation atmosphere of Xuanyin Valley to be isolated from the world.

However, in the case of the accident at Xuantian Peak and the forced cultivation of many Ming sects fled to Xuanyin Valley, the previously quiet Xuanyin Valley exuded a solemn atmosphere, bringing people a sense of tension that the mountain rain was about to come.

On the side of the forest sea near the Xuanyin Valley, the constantly surging blood-colored aura was blocked by a huge Xuantian giant tree glowing with spiritual light.

If you look closely, you will find that the branches of the huge Xuantian trees are like staggered vine nets, enclosing the Xuanyin Valley.

On the Gathering Spirit Square in the center of Xuanyin Valley, a small red tree that was only a person tall bloomed with a rich and pure essence and blood qi, and the three old men sitting around the small tree were sitting in the distance as if they were petrified.

Facing the guardian circle faintly formed by the three old men, some powerful monks of the Xuanming Sect did not dare to get too close at all, and even people with extraordinary backgrounds like Ruan Yun and Yuan Miaoqi seemed to have scruples and seemed very low-key.

"Elder Xuanxiao, Xuantian Peak was wantonly killed by gangsters, and I ask you to always be the master of the Ming Sect. Ji Xuanji looked anxious, and said to an old man with a scruffy beard among the three people sitting cross-legged.

"You still have the face to say, if it weren't for your Ming Sect recruiting worship elders and playing with fire and self-immolation, how could there be such a catastrophe of sect extermination......" Among the hidden sects, a woman with a slightly old face scolded Ji Xuanji.

"What does this have to do with whether or not to recruit worship elders, that Yan Tong is a person who harbors evil intentions, even if he is not recruited as an offering elder, can he avoid this catastrophe?" The gray-robed old man Yang Zhi looked bitter.

No one thought that the selection of trial disciples had just ended, and Yan Tong, who had been away for two years, suddenly made trouble when he went and returned.

"I didn't expect this Xuanyin Valley to be really lively......

Before the old woman could speak again, the crack in the space was torn open, and Yan Tong's happy laughter had already resounded in the Spirit Gathering Square in Xuanyin Valley.

Different from the mushroom-headed girl and Miao Xiaoxia, Ruan Yun and Yuan Miaoqi, who are in a crowd of strong cultivators, have faint expectations, as if they hope that Yan Tong can break the peace of Xuanming Sect.

"You dare to chase after Xuanyin Valley......"

Ji Xuanji's ugly old face showed hatred that could not be concealed.

"Xuanming Sect is in the sixteen states of Luoyan, and it can only be regarded as barely famous, the Xuantian Forest is occupied by you, and it is no different from the tyrannical destruction of heavenly things, Xuantian Peak has fallen in the hands of the old man, and the remaining Xuanyin Valley is naturally not to be let go. Yan Tong looked confident. (To be continued......)