Qin Fengming is not a person who is easy to kill, but he has always believed that I will not offend others unless they offend me. Now that I know that the old man surnamed Zhang from Huangquan Palace has united with others to kill him. If he is not killed, I am afraid that he will be killed in the future.

There will be even more unpreventable things happening.

As for the Venerable Ghost Hand, he had already classified him as a must-kill at this time.

Previously when he was in Huang Dao Sect, the middle-term monk named Niu Guijun once said that a great monk from Huang Dao Sect had already appeared to interrogate the murder of the monk surnamed Xi in Lanyin Valley, so that Qin Fengming did not have to worry.

But what happened now is enough to show that the Venerable Ghost Hand did not take Huang Daozong's words into consideration at all, and turned around and asked his disciples to stay here to capture him.

If this matter is not completely resolved, Venerable Wei Guishou may find the Baji Sect later, and by then, the Baji Sect will be in danger of being destroyed.

When Qin Fengming entered the ghost world, he didn't have many friends with monks. As long as he had some help, he already regarded them as friends. Naturally, he would not do anything to put his friends in danger.

As the old man surnamed Wei took out the transmission talisman, Qin Fengming led the two of them directly out of Shenji Mansion without any further hesitation.

When the two elders saw the two sources of energy in the Shenji Mansion, the shock in their hearts was hard to express. Based on their experience, they would not have known that the place where they were just now was actually inside a mustard treasure.

Not everyone can possess the Mustard Seed treasure, even the supreme elders of super sects, it is hard to say that any of them have it.

And within the mustard seed space treasure, there is actually a spiritual spring eye and a Yinquan eye.

Although the Yin Qi in the ghost world is extremely dense, it is extremely rare to see such heavenly and earthly spiritual objects as the Yin Qi spring. Even if it does exist, it is occupied by the great monks in the first-class sects. And the spiritual energy spring is the entire ghost world.

, and it is definitely one of the few.

The middle-aged monk in front of me not only had the Mustard Seed Space Treasure, but there were actually two kinds of spiritual objects from heaven and earth that were of great use to the monk's practice. This was not something that ordinary great monks could obtain.

When they saw the monk surnamed Li standing in the formation, the two disciples of Lord Ghost Hands really regretted it to the extreme. They had no doubt in their hearts. The middle-aged monk in front of them was definitely a ghost king.

The existence of later stages or even peaks.

Because the old man in front of them, who was at the same level as them, immediately stood up and stood aside with great respect after the three of them appeared.

The respectful expression he showed was definitely sincere and not artificial at all.

"Okay, Fellow Daoist Wei, you can send out the transmission notes now." Qin Fengming looked at the two people in front of him and said calmly. There was no trace of worry on his face.

At this time, the monk surnamed Wei dared to have other thoughts. With a flick of his spiritual power, the talisman in his hand flashed and floated in front of him. After his lips moved slightly, a light yellow light flashed and shot into the distance. It was just a flash.

If you move, you will disappear without a trace.

"Fellow Daoist Li, you stay here first. Fei will accompany these two fellow daoists to meet the Elder One or Two of Huangquan Palace." With the three rays of light escaping, Qin Fengming led the two of them to fly towards the outskirts of the Northern Wasteland.

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Qin Fengming would certainly not be afraid of a middle-stage ghost king monk from Huangquan Palace. Even if the other party's methods were outrageous, he would definitely not cause any trouble if he was well prepared and launched a sneak attack.

"This is a piece of tortoise shell from an eighth-level demon turtle. When the old man named Zhang arrives, you can give this scale away first, and then you two fellow Taoists won't have to worry about anything else."

Standing at the edge of the vast area of ​​​​the Northern Wasteland, Qin Fengming then handed a jade box containing tortoise shells into the hands of the old man surnamed Wei, and then said this.

The scales of an eighth-level transformed demon turtle would undoubtedly be extremely jealous of, let alone a mid-stage Ghost Monk monk, or a late-stage Ghost Monk great monk. If a piece of tortoise shell is integrated into a natal magic weapon, it will definitely allow anyone to defend their natal items.

The strength suddenly increased a lot.

When refining a magic weapon, it is necessary to carefully calculate the amount of various materials used, but once the refining is successful, it is much simpler to smelt other precious materials that increase various attributes. Because the embryonic body of the magic weapon has been completed,

You just need to keep growing it.

According to legend, if a monk reaches the realm of spiritual communication or mystical spirit, his natal magic weapon will generate a spirit of its own, which can make the monk's natal magic weapon undergo a qualitative change. It is no longer an object without spiritual intelligence, but has the breath of life, and can be used as a weapon.

Normally, monks can cultivate and strengthen themselves. At that time, adding other precious treasure materials is tantamount to adding to the treasure.

At this time, it is perfect to use a piece of the scales of an eighth-level demon turtle as bait.

When the two early Ghost Lord monks saw the jade box, their eyes immediately shone with light. They had been longing for such a treasure for a long time. The middle-aged monk in front of them could so easily take out the rare and precious refining treasure, which really made the two

It is difficult for people to calm down for a long time.

This place is more than 300,000 miles away from the Huang Dao Sect. Such a long distance cannot be reached in a short time even by the monks in the middle stage of Ghost Lord using the secret technique of flying escape.

A few hours later, Qin Fengming suddenly stood up and said calmly: "We are here, the two fellow Taoists should act more naturally."

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the two early Ghost Lord monks also stood up in time, but what left them speechless was that even with all their consciousness, it was difficult to find anything. Just as they were slightly startled, an extremely fast sound came out.

The energy fluctuations finally appeared in a place more than two hundred miles away, shooting toward the three people like lightning.

It didn't take much, and a vague black light shone, and a monk appeared more than 300 feet away from the three of them. It was the old man named Zhang that Qin Fengming had seen in Huang Daozong's Chongxiao Hall.

"Hahaha, I'm sorry for traveling so far, fellow Taoist Zhang, to come here. There are a lot of inconveniences near Huang Daozong. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist." When they saw the visitor, the two old men did not dare to neglect. They wrapped Qin Fengming around him and headed towards the middle ghost king.

Fly away to where the monk is.

"Two Taoist friends, please stay here. It's better for you and me to be at a distance apart." Just as the two of them were getting up, the old man named Zhang moved and retreated backwards with a chuckle.

Said. At the same time, spiritual consciousness was released rapidly, covering everything within a radius of dozens of miles.

The old man named Zhang was so cautious, which made the two old men stunned.

"Hahaha, as a dignified middle-level ghost king, Zhang Daoyou, can't he not trust the two of us? It's fine, just stand here. This junior has made things very smooth for the two of us, just as the fellow Taoist said.

"I captured him. I never thought that he actually had three scales of an eighth-level demon turtle on his body. In order to thank fellow Taoist for conveying the message, the two of us gave him one scale as a gift. I hope fellow Taoist will not refuse." said the old man surnamed Wei.

As he said that, he raised his hand and a jade box shot towards the old man from Huangquan Palace.

The old man was extremely cautious. Before the jade box reached him, he raised his palm, and the palm transformed by energy flew out and grabbed the jade box in his hand.

Looking at it with sharp eyes, he saw that there was no strange aura at all, so he returned it to his hand.

"Hahaha, thank you two fellow Taoists for being so kind. Zhang received a gift from Senior Guishou. Although the death of fellow Taoist Xi has nothing to do with Zhang, Zhang is still a little uneasy. This kind of effort is for the sake of

To repay the feelings I had for Senior Guishou..."

Just when the old man was happy in his heart, uttering words of gratitude, and carefully looking at the jade box in his hand, suddenly the jade box in his hand shattered with a bang, and as it shattered, a thick ghost mist surged out.
Chapter completed!