Pusheng immediately acted like a senior brother, sent the two junior brothers away, and came in to get the treasure by himself. Unexpectedly, he encountered two demons in the Demon Sect, and almost had to take one step first. How could he endure this? Therefore, he started fighting without hesitation. However, as time delayed here, the two junior brothers would probably find this place, and he couldn't wait.

After hesitating for a moment, his eyebrows were raised, and suddenly his whole body was filled with golden light. At the same time, the sound of the Buddhist sound in the forest sounded. In an instant, the black water pool with a harsh environment seemed to have become the Western Paradise.

Zhan Feng secretly complained that he was not good, and quickly moved his magic power to the extreme, and a layer of flames emerged all over his body to protect himself.

Sure enough, the golden light dimmed after a few breaths. The two disciples who wanted to become the Demon Pavilion were stunned and their bodies were like clay sculptures and wood sculptures. Pu Sheng was weak and his face was pale. In order to fight quickly, he released his natal Buddha light, washed away the opponent's spiritual power, and he also lost the ability to fight again.

He put a pill in his mouth and sat cross-legged down to heal his wounds for a while before picking up the treasure!

"Master Pusheng, indeed, Buddhism is boundless, I admire it!" After a faint voice came out, Huineng was shocked, but he was unable to get up. He never expected that there were other people here.

His eyes widened, he looked at a yellow figure, walked slowly past, gently picked the bodhis flowers, and put them in a jade box. Then he turned slowly, but he was a middle-aged man with a pale face and thin skin.

It was Zhan Feng who had disguised himself!

Monk Pusheng's eyes were full of tears, but he could only watch him pick the bodhi jacquard.

"If I guess correctly, the master will definitely curse me in his heart at this moment. In fact, there is no need. The so-called master is the first. What the master should worry about most at this moment is his own safety."

Pusheng was shocked and then he thought of this level. Yes, it was really easy for the person in front of him to take my life at this moment, and he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Haha, but Master, don't worry, I, Wangjishan, belong to the right path as the Ascetic Sect, and I will never attack the master, but..." Zhan Feng smiled.

Pusheng was shocked again, but he heard the other party say, "However, the things on the master and these two demons in the Demon Sect are about to be accepted by laughter, haha." He said, taking off the spirit-capped bracelets of the two who wanted to become the Demon Pavilion, and then took away Pusheng's spirit-capped bag, and laughed and left.

The three of them were all green in the field, but to no avail!

Zhan Feng was in a good mood. This time the plan of the Yellow Bird was even more relaxed. He got a lot of things without any effort. In fact, he was not greedy for money, but he was very curious about the things in Buddhism and the Demon Sect, so he was unceremonious to study them.

After walking for another two hours, I finally walked out of the Black Water Pond!

Zhan Feng did not hesitate and continued to rush forward. Seeing that the yellow arrow became thicker and thicker, it had already occupied 30% of the jade talisman. It was obvious that he had already walked one-third of the distance, and at his own speed, he would probably reach his destination in two days. He looked up and saw a huge mountain range standing in front of him. It seemed that everyone in Wangji Mountain must be in the depths of this mountain.

One day later, Zhan Feng was standing by a green lake, looking at the three tragic corpses under his feet, and silently remained silent.

A corpse, a red robe, burly figure, scars on his face, his eyes wide open on his head, and he looked unwilling to accept it. He seemed to die in great silence. He was a disciple of the Beast Palace.

The second one is a man with a medium figure and a sallow complexion. Seeing that he was not a disciple of the seven major sects, he thought he should be a disciple of a certain aristocratic family or a casual cultivator. This person was covered in bruises and had his internal organs scattered all over the floor.

The third one is strictly speaking, it can no longer be considered a corpse, it can only be a piece of meat sauce, as if something exploded close by around him, and the kid was blown away with flesh and blood.

Zhan Feng looked grimly and looked carefully on the first corpse. After a long time, he nodded and then flipped over the second corpse.

Then he stood up with a grim expression. His eyes were wandering around the three corpses. After a long time, his face became heavier. Although these three people were different sects, they were obviously from the same group. They did not die in a fight, but were killed by others. The murderer had various techniques and it seemed that they did not look like the same sect.

The strangest thing is that this is the third wave of corpses that Zhan Feng encountered in one day. It seems that all the people entering the Breaking Abyss gathered in this mountain range. He looked up at the mountains in the distance, but he didn't understand at all.

What's more, these people's spirit-capturing bracelets are still on their bodies. The murderer didn't kill people to seize treasures? He couldn't imagine this even if he wanted to break his head! Could it be Wangji Mountain again?

Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it and put away all the spirit-capturing bracelets of the corpses he encountered along the way. Since he entered the Breaking Realm Abyss, he had already collected more than a dozen spirit-capturing bracelets. Except for the earliest three people in Wangjishan, at least about ten disciples have died in the Breaking Realm Abyss.

One tenth, and one tenth of the mortality rate he saw alone, Zhan Feng couldn't help but feel cold. It seemed that the danger of breaking the boundary abyss was much greater than what he thought.

Half a day later, Zhan Feng encountered the bodies of two cultivators. This time they were actually from Xuanling Valley. Both disciples Zhan Feng knew each other and couldn't help feeling a little sad. Although he was mentally prepared, he was still a little sad when he saw his fellow disciples.

He bent down and took off the spirit-seeking bracelets of the two of them and took them in his hands. After pondering for a while, he remembered to walk away again.

While walking, I thought about the secrets in the realm I saw along the way. I just walked to a dense forest and suddenly heard a shout from the front: "Junior Brother Zhan, be careful!"

Zhan Feng was shocked!

There was only a few "swoosh" sounds, and countless crossbows suddenly shot from all directions. The crossbows were of different colors, but they were all extremely fast. Zhan Feng exclaimed in surprise, and his body instinctively activated the black tortoise shell, and at the same time he used the magic smoke step, and suddenly flashed three feet to the left.

"PuPuPuPu" There were countless broken arrows inserted into the place where he was standing just now.

Zhan Feng's face darkened and he stared coldly ahead.

"Papapapapapapa" The applause came from the front, and a voice laughed: "Fellow Daoist is really alert, the little old man admires it!" As he spoke, a yellow light ball slowly appeared about five feet away from Zhan Feng. After flashing a few times, the yellow light dissipated and a figure appeared.

It was the old man in Huangshan Realm! The cigarette pole in his hand swayed and his face was filled with smiles!

On the tree behind him, there was a cage made of black vines, with a faint layer of green light flowing on it. Obviously, some restrictions were added. There were two monks in the cage, which made Zhan Feng's heart sink again.

Cui Yu and Qing Yunzi!

The one who just spoke up to remind Qing Yunzi was holding the vine with both hands and shouted loudly: "Junior Brother Zhan, go quickly, the formation has been set up here, and it is too late to leave if you don't walk."

"Senior Brother Wei, go quickly. This time, breaking the boundary abyss is a trap. Many monks have been ambushed and died. Senior Brother Ma and Senior Brother Ai are both dead." Cui Yu also shouted loudly.

Zhan Feng frowned, his face calm, but he didn't say anything.

The old man smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Wei, don't be safe! He is not surprised when he changes, and he is calm when he encounters panic. Fellow Daoist is indeed a good opponent of me, Mr. Zhou."

"When I met my brother, Qingfeng was very surprised. Although the time was short, he was quite worried. He didn't want to meet again so soon, so he was so happy!" Zhan Feng suddenly smiled.

"Hahaha," the old man in yellow laughed a few times: "Fellow Taoist is also a smart person, so the old man doesn't talk nonsense. Why are you returning everything you took from me before now?"

"No problem, what's the difficulty? In a friend's case, brother has something to ask for, so I should be eager to be righteous and generous!" Zhan Feng's answer was very straightforward.

"Hmph!" The old man in yellow snorted coldly, but said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist is indeed Gao Yi, but in addition to that, Brother Yu also needs some interest."

"Oh, what interest?"

"It's nothing precious, it's just your life, fellow Taoist, I hope to give up my love!" The old man in yellow was proud.

Zhan Feng smiled and said, "You are so confident, isn't it because of the three people hiding in the dark?"
Chapter completed!