"Everyone is smart, I don't think this happened!" Han Feng put away his murderous intent.

The fear and depression disappeared, and the few people felt a little more comfortable, and their heads were like pounding garlic to express their confession.

"Okay, okay, everyone will divide the combat power first!" Han Feng said gently.

When Lu Qingling heard this, it was better that he took a pill and began to heal his wounds.

This sentence is heard from the three ninth level spiritual emperors of the Gun Immortal Sect and the Hua Sect, and it is: I'm here to kill you! I'm here to kill you! The three of them are still immersed in the scene of Han Feng, killing a top emperor with one punch, and dare not take any action.

Zong Shan and Shi Yuhua took out the 26 rings of the Emperor Xuantian City, and cleaned up the combat power items with Han Feng. The right one is the combat power items rather than the spoils. This is the case in this world. If you are strong, you are the king, the truth, and the heaven. Otherwise, nothing is.

There are more than 500,000 spiritual energy, more than 300 bottles of imperial qi replenishment pills, and some messy spiritual techniques, dozens of bottles of healing pills. One mysterious weapon is the one in Han Feng's ring.

Han Feng received 100 bottles of Qi Replenishing Pills, 100,000 Spiritual Yuans, and all of them were taken away by Han Feng. These spiritual jade slips were all spiritual levels and had no value. Han Feng planned to sell them on the black market in the future to exchange for other items.

These spiritual techniques are firstly because the level is too low, and secondly, they are wasting time when practicing by themselves and cannot strengthen some combat power. If other people practice, it will be a huge trouble if the paper cannot cover the fire.

Han Feng picked up Xiao Qingyan's ring and found no valuable items in it. Apart from the spirits, elixirs, and tokens, it was just a few picture albums and Chunqiu. Han Feng hurriedly included in the ring. He could study it with Zong Xiang in the future. After all, Zong Xiang was born intelligent, knowledgeable and knowledgeable. The two of them might have unexpected gains and joys in discussing it.

Lu Qingling was cross-legged and healed his wounds. The three of them looked at the pills and Lingyuan sideways, and envy and a little greed appeared in their eyes. After all, such a huge amount of money would be moved by anyone. Then they looked at the God of Killing quietly, and their eyes disappeared without a trace.

The remaining 400,000 spiritual energy and more than 200 bottles of Qi-replenishing pills were left. Zong Shan and Shi Yu each took away 100,000 spiritual energy, fifty bottles of Qi-replenishing pills, and several bottles of healing pills. The rest were in Zong Shan's hands, and Zong Shan gave 50,000 spiritual energy and thirty bottles of Qi-replenishing pills to the old man of the Ninth Level Spirit Emperor of the Gun Immortal Sect.

"Miss Lu is yours." As he said that, Zong Shan squatted in front of Lu Qingling, nearly 200,000 Lingyuan and more than 100 bottles of Qi replenishing pills were sent to Lu Qingling, a fairy's white dress in the painting with half of the veil.

Lu Qingling opened his eyes and looked at Zong Shan, who was tall and majestic in his eight-foot-foot-high-end and majestic body, and squatted in front of him and held a ring in his hand. A smile made the coming of spring bring vitality to this deadly Loess Mountain Range. Lu Qingling was not polite, and now is not the time to be polite. Instead, he would look hypocritical and accept it with a smile.

Zongshan looked at his slender jade fingers and stroked his palms. He felt wonderful, and he couldn't tell what was wonderful in his heart. He looked at Lu Qingling with his eyebrows and phoenix eyes.

Lu Qingling saw Zong Shan's infatuated eyes and his fairy appearance appeared in the morning sun.

Zong Shan looked at the woman who was 80% of her fiancée and smiled heartily, "Miss Lu, heal her wounds first."

Lu Qingling was still surprised when he investigated and accepted the ring. He didn't expect Han Feng and Zongshan would be so generous. It was a problem for him to survive without Han Feng at this stop. Since he accepted it, he accepted it. He could only temporarily suppress this kind of kindness in his heart. He would not repay his life-saving grace, let alone such a great gift.

Then he also distributed 100,000 Lingyuan and 60 bottles of Qi-replenishing Pills to an old woman and an old man from the Huazong.

Except for Han Feng and others, they were injured. Fortunately, they had pills and there were no serious injuries. The few of them meditated on the top of the mountain to heal the wounds and restored the two qi in their bodies.

For the first time, Han Feng felt that the inconvenience of dual cultivation of Qi training and martial arts was that only two Qi-replenishing pills a day can restore the spiritual energy in the body, but he needed five. Fortunately, there were a lot of spiritual essences for the time being. It was also enough to absorb spiritual essences to replenish energy, and the speed was slow. In a year, no more waste was allowed.

Han Feng swallowed two pills and took the lead in refining and absorbing them. The two energy in his body was sufficient. Seeing that the few people were still healing and recovering their strength, he took out the three-meter-long black demon lock, Han Feng gave the mysterious weapon a nice name in his heart. Mo Jiao was a good treasure for sneak attacks.

The spiritual energy in his hand poured into the Mo Jiao. Under the control of his spirit, the rope seemed to be a dragon, with its dark body flying and circling in the air. The spiritual energy was exhausted and the Mo Jiao fell from the air. Han Feng grabbed it in his hand and took it into the ring.

As long as this black dragon entangles the body of the enemy, it will not only cause the two qi movements in the body of the possessed person to be slackened, but will also continuously absorb the spiritual energy and vitality in the body of the possessed person, which will only become tighter and tighter, making the enemy turn into a chopping board and fish meat and be slaughtered. Who is Xiao Qingyan going to mess with me, God, and you will not allow blasphemy.

Han Feng was very satisfied with this mysterious weapon Mo Jiao.

Everyone stood up, their injuries were cured, and they did not affect their actions.

"Let's go! Take the time to investigate."

Everyone flew over the sky, kept falling, jumping up, and headed towards one place at a very fast speed.

Han Feng asked beside Zongshan: "Brother Zong isn't you tired after carrying a yellow dragon every day? Or do you feel that this is more powerful?"

Han originally thought that what Zongshan said was true. Mysterious weapons cannot be included in the ring, but Mo Jiao can be included in the random collection.

"Not even, this Huanglong is the treasure of Gun Immortal Sect's sect. It will be used by users of all generations. The vital energy and spiritual energy will be nourished, and the yellow dragon will grow slowly. I don't know why the Huanglong is just unable to take the ring." Zongshan poured out the secret of Gun Immortal Sect.

"Oh! So magical? Then why can't the ink dragon in my hand be nourished with spiritual energy?" Han Feng was curious that the ink dragon was also a real mysterious weapon, so why is the gap so big?

Moreover, he punched the yellow dragon and could not leave any traces on it even if he had his strength. The ink dragon would leave traces, and he was most afraid of encountering some sharp mysterious weapons such as guns, swords, etc.

"Otherwise, the Yellow Dragon's treasure of the sect is not, and one is a dragon and the other is a dragon, how can I compare?" After destroying Xiao Qingyan and his group, Zong Shan was in a good mood, and it was rare to joke.

"Oh, that's right! Brother Zong's words are reasonable, I'm willing to give in to the disadvantages." Han Feng praised. Then he took out the Mo Jiao and said, "You will be called Heilong from now on!"

Zong Shan smiled and said nothing. Shi Yuhua rolled his eyes when he saw Han Feng's actions.

After two days of stopping and resting, I finally walked out of the vast loess mountains thousands of miles. Below was the dry and wide riverbed. Several people found that they heard the sound of fighting in the distance and fell from the sky.

"What should I do with Brother Han?" Zongshan asked when he heard a fight from afar.

"Go and take a look!" Han Feng said. He had no idea these days, and he didn't know what the people were fighting, whether they were snatching supplies or other new discoveries. Han Feng wanted to find out.

Then seven people walked rapidly in the dry river.

Stopped from a distance of dozens of feet, and the seven people looked in front of them, and more than a dozen people were fighting. There were already seven or eight corpses on the ground.

After looking at the old buildings around, the few people probably understood something. The old buildings must have been left by this world sect.

A building that is more than ten feet tall covers such a vast area that it cannot be built by ordinary people.

More than a dozen people watched the outsiders break in, and the two sides opened a war, six on one side and eight on the other side.

"Your Excellency, we are from the Southern Sect of Dizhou. As long as we help us, we will kill these bandits together, and share the harvest of this ruins together." A middle-aged man in a purple-black robe looked at Han Feng and shouted.

Han Feng looked at the people in the distance and knew when he came just now that the strength of these people was the Nine-Level Spirit Emperor, the Eight-Level Spirit Emperor, and the Seventh-Level Martial Emperor.

Before Han Feng and his group could do anything, a young man appeared among the other eight people. Almost as the middle-aged man in purple robe spoke, he shouted: "Your Excellency, we are from the Lingzong of Dizhou. This group followed us into the ruins and killed these thieves. This ruins were harvested."

Han Feng looked at the eight people on the other side, two people in the Ninth Level of the Spirit Emperor Realm, the seventh level of the young spiritual emperor who spoke, and the rest were eighth level of the Spirit Emperor.

"We have no intention of intervening. The situation between you and the two sides of the war is here. You will fight us first and then retreat." Han Feng shouted, saying that he would not participate in the battle between the two sides.

After seeing Han Feng's strength that day, the people of the Gun Immortal Sect, the Painting Sect, were mainly killing gods, and the other two good brothers naturally supported the good brothers.

The two of them looked at each other and realized what Han Feng said. Could this kid be the fisherman's attention to the profit of fighting against the snipe and clam?

"Brother Liu, you and I are both real powers in the states. Why not let go of the war and take action against these people in total?" The young man in Lingzong took the lead in the purple-black robe and said loudly.

"Brother Zhang is right. Let's put aside our grudges and take action to resolve these seven people first." The middle-aged man from Nanzong also said loudly.

Han Feng smiled and said nothing. He was fighting to the death just now. Now he is with his enemies, turning enemies into friends and joining forces to deal with his own people. He just doesn't know what those people lying on the ground have to know what they think of.

It was originally a desperate battle between the two sides, but now Han Feng and his group joined in, and the three sides held on.

Han Feng and his group heard the exchanges between the two sides, stayed there without taking action, and waited for both sides to seek death. Why should there be a god of killing care about the people on the other side? Just protect yourself.

The Southern Sect and Ling Sect were very full of words, but no one dared to take the lead in attacking Han Feng. Both sides were fighting with their own wishes. Whoever took action first means that one side was likely to turn against each other at any time and face his own people. Not only did he face Han Feng and his other people, but he also had to face his mortal enemy just now.

"Brother Liu, what are you doing together?" the young man asked the man in purple and black robe.

"Okay! Take action together." As he said that, the middle-aged man from the Southern Sect took the lead in walking towards the other party, but after a certain distance, the two sides were in a stalemate again.

If the gun strikes the first bird, whoever attacks first will suffer. In this situation, whoever attacks Han Feng and his group first will be seeking death.

The atmosphere was depressing. If you want to let Han Feng and his group go, it is difficult to guarantee that Han Feng and his group will not look back. Turning back will be the death of their own people.

The six people on both sides maintained a delicate distance from eight people. Han Feng's decision really made the battle subtle, and no one dared to take action first.

Han Feng was almost dozing off when he saw it. Youyou said, "Can you fight? Let's go if you don't fight." As Han Feng walked backwards, everyone followed, and a group of seven people slowly walked out of the battle.

President Nan and Lingzong watched Han Feng and his group walk out slowly, and could only worry, and no one dared to take action. Even if Han Feng had the confidence, it was hard to guarantee that he would not eliminate the leaked news. At that time, he would become an enemy of many forces. Even if he shared the harvest of the ruins, he would inevitably have the power to enjoy it alone, and he would doubt whether he had told him all the time or end up dead.

This short moment was really the most tormenting, and it was even more tragic than the battle just now. The next move and choices involved all the life and death of those of you. No matter how much power the Dharma is, you will die.

Since this young man in white has come here, he will definitely not give up and will definitely not be a good person. This young man in white has a clear attitude and will not help any other party. The people from the Southern Sect and Ling Sect think that this young man in white must be planning to benefit the fisherman.

The Southern Sect and the Ling Sect are both tempted to wait for each other's patience. Both sides are very anxious, angry, and their hearts are raised in their throats. Just look at the side that can't bear it first, so they have an advantage and can be regarded as a fisherman at any time.

If there is a Go saint here, he will definitely be willing to give up the disadvantage. Han Feng's good move will make a game that is extremely subtle and interesting. The snipe and clam fight against each other and the fisherman will gain a profit.

Lingzong and Nanzong, the two sides have the opportunity to take advantage of the fisherman. It depends on who can't control it first and fire the first shot.
Chapter completed!