"I owe you this time Yunmeng, but unfortunately I have no chance to repay you in this life. We will be brothers in the next life."

Zheng Bu was injured, his face was pale, and his breath was a little unstable.

Yunmeng sighed and said worriedly: "What should I do if Yun Qian is left in the future?"

Hearing this, Zheng Bu felt even more guilty.

The young man said lightly: "Don't hurry to make a conclusion. Whether you die or not, what you two do not have to say, but I do not have to say it."

When Zheng Bu saw this, he was furious and said, "If you want to kill, kill and stop talking nonsense."

The young man said, "Tell me, who is your master, why are there so many good magic weapons? And what is the origin of that big green bird? If you answered these truthfully, I might let one of you go with compassion."

When Zheng Bu's face changed when he heard this, his face changed. If there was a hint of possibility, he still hoped that Yunmeng could survive.

At this time, Yunmeng said directly: "If you want to kill us, you are afraid of provoking our sect forces. If you want to find out first, you can hide your traces. Don't waste your energy, we will not say anything."

The young man grinned and said, "I've given you a chance. Since you don't want it, don't blame me..."

After saying this, the young man shook his wrist and the colorful umbrella flew up, flying into the air and covering everyone's heads.

Runes flashed on the umbrella, and dense colorful lights lit up inside the umbrella, like countless silver needles flying towards Yunmeng and others.

Yunmeng's face was calm, and the last thought in her mind was still his sister.

Just when everyone thought the overall situation was settled, a scene that stunned everyone appeared.

The colorful umbrella suspended in the air suddenly shook violently and lost control directly. The umbrella closed and flew backwards towards the high altitude.

Immediately afterwards, one palm stretched out, grabbed the umbrella, reached out to wipe it out, and wiped it out directly from the contact between the umbrella and the original owner.

The young man groaned and looked into the sky with a frightened look on his face.

In the night, a green speed vehicle was floating in the air, with three figures standing on it.

"Sir, Yun Qian..."

After Yunmeng saw clearly the three people standing on the speed vehicle, she immediately shouted with surprise.

When Zheng Bu and others saw this, their faces showed a look of joy.

Several people shouted respectfully: "Goodbye to the Lord!"

Yang Feng nodded and said, "Yunmeng, you are doing well!"

Yunmeng was a little puzzled, and a hint of confusion appeared on her face.

Zheng Bu knew that Yang Feng was praising her, and would rather die than tell her identity before.

Thinking of this, Zheng Bu felt a little scared.

If Zheng Bu had revealed Yang Feng's identity before, perhaps Yang Feng would sit by and watch them die at this moment.

"elder brother……"

Yun Qian shouted, then flew out of the car, landed beside Yunmeng, took out the bottle given by Yang Feng, poured out a few pills and distributed them.

Not far away, the young man looked fearful, and Xu Shou and others were already trembling and dared not say a word.

Yang Feng glanced at the clothes on the young man and asked, "Are you from the Stone Palace?"

The young man said, "Report to seniors, the younger generation is the outer disciple of the stone palace."

After all, Hua Luo was born in the Stone Palace. Although he was only at the peak of Mahayana, his vision was good after all. You could see at a glance that the person in front of him was definitely not something he could compete with, so he completely gave up resisting.

Yang Feng asked: "Do you know Sheng Gao?"

Hua Luo was stunned for a moment and asked hesitantly: "Have you said that Elder Shenggao, who used to be on duty in the Immortal Palace?"

Yang Feng nodded and said, "Yes!"

After Yang Feng and others entered the Gate of Eternal Life, they came to the Jiexian Palace through the Gate of Eternal Life. Among them, Shenggao, the one who was on duty in the Jiexian Palace back then, was Shenggao of the Stone Palace. Therefore, only when Yang Feng found Shenggao, he could clearly know what happened that year.

Hua Luo said in a panic: "Elder Shenggao has disappeared hundreds of years ago. The sect has spent a lot of resources to find his trace, but his whereabouts are still unknown."

Yang Feng frowned and asked, "How did he disappear?"

Hua Luo said tremblingly: "Senior, I am just a mere outer disciple. I don't know much about Elder Shenggao's disappearance back then. Please forgive me."

When Yang Feng heard this, his palm suddenly stretched out.

Hua Luo's body flew up involuntarily and was grabbed by Yang Feng's throat.

Hua Luo's body twisted wildly, with a look of panic on his face, and kept begging for mercy: "Senior, please spare me..."

Yang Feng had no expression on his face, raised a finger and pointed it at the center of Hua Falling's eyebrows.

Yang Feng actually used secret techniques to search for the soul of the flower fall.

A moment later, Yang Feng found that there was a layer of prohibition in Hua Luo's sea of ​​consciousness, blocking his peeping.

Yang Feng activated the magic technique, and the prohibition in Hua Luo's mind disappeared instantly.

After exploring for a while, Yang Feng's face gradually became gloomy. A trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and the light on his fingers became brighter and brighter.

The flower that was lifted by him was still full of fear at first, but at the back, his eyebrows and eyes began to tilt, saliva from the corners of his mouth, and his expression became more and more strange. In the end, he turned his eyes and fainted.

Seeing this, Yang Feng snorted coldly and slapped him directly into the ground. Not only did he fall to pieces, the Nascent Soul, whose spirituality had been completely destroyed by the magic refining technique, was directly shaken to pieces.

This scene fell into the eyes of Xu Shou and others around him, and he was so shocked that he could not be more shocked.

In their eyes, their hands and eyes were all clear and almost arrogant. In front of this young man, he could not even resist, so he died on the spot and disappeared.

They could not imagine what level the other party's cultivation had reached and did not dare to think about it.

At this time, they had already knelt on the ground, sweating from their foreheads and backs, and their bodies could not stop shaking.

The reason why Yang Feng was angry was because Hua Luo said nothing of truth.

He was not an ordinary outer disciple, but a disciple of the Netstone Hall who was exclusively collected by the Shidian Intelligence. He was transferred to Zheng State to find Shenggao's traces.

Later, he discovered a sand ore vein here. In order to take it for himself, he helped the Xu family to replace the Yun family, destroy the Zheng family's royal family, and control the place.

And that Shenggao was originally a disciple of the Great Elder of the Stone Palace. The disappearance caused a huge shock in the sect. The sect did not know much about why he disappeared, but he knew that it seemed to be related to a mysterious figure, and there was also a portrait of this person circulating in the sect.

And this mysterious figure is naturally Yang Feng.

There are many disciples in the Scandinavian Palace like Flowers. They were sent out of the sect hundreds of years ago to search for traces of Sheng Gao everywhere.

Therefore, the moment he saw Yang Feng, he recognized him as the mysterious person circulating in the portrait.

After killing Hua Luo, Yang Feng's face showed a little hesitation, thinking about whether to go to the stone palace to investigate the news about Shenggao. After all, he always felt that he had some doubts about the incident that year.

However, after thinking for a while, he decided not to do anything more. Now it has been a while since he left the Underworld. There should be a lot of actions in the Heavenly Court, and there is not much time left for himself.

For the sake of this plan, it is the main thing that he must leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang Feng raised his hand and pointed at Xu Shou, the leader of the people below. A ray of green light immediately tied him to the original place.

"I'm on the mountain outside the city, I'll give you half an hour..."

After saying this, the jade speeding flashed with a blue light and disappeared into the garden.

"Thank you for your kindness today!"

Zheng Bu knelt slowly, bowed to Yang Feng's back and bowed one knee.

A moment later, screams came one after another in the imperial garden, and blood was shining brightly.

...

On the green mountain outside Zheng City, Yang Feng sat in the pavilion on the top of the mountain, closing his eyes to rest.

Beside him, the Ghost Vine King sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a snow-white sword in his two little hands, piercing it into his mouth one by one, and sweeping his eyes around, as if he was quite interested in the surrounding scenery.

Yang Feng opened his eyes, turned his wrist, and a circular compass-shaped magic weapon appeared in his palm.

He looked at the strange patterns on the compass, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Just now, when he was using the mysterious technique, the compass suddenly had a slight reaction.

Yang Feng pondered for a moment and secretly activated the magic technique to refine the magic. A white mist suddenly rose from the circular compass on his hand, covering the entire plate.

A red dot of light, light and dark, was constantly flashing in the fog.

Yang Feng's heart moved and he put away the magic refining technique. The light spot still flashed a few times and gradually went out.

After several attempts, a trace of clarity flashed in his heart. This disc could actually detect traces of the person who used the magic refining technique nearby.

Although it is not clear how far the exploration distance is, this object is from the calligraphy of the Jade Immortal Palace. I am afraid that the power will not be small. When walking in other areas in the future, you should pay special attention and do not use the magic refining technique at will.

After Yang Feng let out a long breath, he put away the disc with his backhand, but heard a gentle snoring sound evenly.

He looked at the sound, but saw the ghost vine king lying on the horizontal chair in the pavilion. He had fallen asleep sweetly at some point, with a smile on his lips.

Through mental contact, Yang Feng tried to awaken the Ghost Vine King, but found that he showed no sign of waking up.

He pondered for a moment, raised his hand and only took it into the spirit beast bag.

The mountain breeze is blowing, and it is extremely cool. There is a light illuminating in the sky in the distance, but it is almost dawn.

A moment later, Yunmeng and others came to the green mountain and bowed their heads in front of the pavilion to pay homage to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng then told these people what he had previously told Yun Qian, and then left alone without stopping.
Chapter completed!