"Fellow Daoist Yin, don't be anxious!" Qi Feng glanced at Yin Xuan, then glanced at other Jindan cultivators. Seeing that they all looked gloomy, he said in a deep voice.

Then he started to mutter, and the bronze spear stuck in the body of "Ying Zhao" was filled with bronze-colored spirit, with ancient seal characters all over it, and under the ancient monuments were those invisible array patterns.

Zhang Shiping's eyes passed through the layers of black rain and saw the ancient seal characters on the spear. He swept it gently and then withdrew his eyes. The age of these ancient characters was about 20,000 to 30,000 years ago, but now it is big.

Some immortal cultivators no longer use this kind of text.

Although the words in the world of immortal cultivation are of the same origin as this kind of words, there are already obvious differences in the shape and meaning of characters, but this kind of words is still well documented. Zhang Shiping learned this ancient seal script.

At the time, it is much easier to learn ancient characters that are older than other eras or are more niche.

However, the Xuanyuan Sect has been passed down for so long, far from being much better than the Zhengyang Sect, a new Yuanying Sect that has only been established for thousands of years and has been passed down for only two or three generations.

The bronze spear was filled with ripples. Zhang Shiping suddenly realized why this "Ying Zhao" did not re-enter the sea for a long time. It turned out that the pattern on the bronze spear blocked its action and set it down.

In the air.

As the bronze spear became brighter and brighter, the wild beast "Ying Zhao" with a trace of blood in the snake seemed to feel the strangeness of the bronze spear on its body. Its slender snake tail was rolled up

He walked around the spear, madly trying to pull it out.

And the ball of eyes as big as mung beans on its body, and two dark green flesh balls with toothless bloody mouths, were even more congested. The entire dark green sarcoma turned into a blood-red color, as thick as a thumb

The blood vessels floated out, as if dozens of earthworms were running around.

The sounds made from the two bloody mouths became more and more exciting, and after the millions of black water droplets formed by the secret water technique rose to a height of hundreds of feet, the demonic power was exhausted, and it fell down in a scattered rain.

The ordinary rain would not have any impact on them, the real people of Jindan. The majestic rain slapped on the spiritual shield supported by everyone, and the burly man and Yin Xuan took advantage of this time to finally make the

An Youdao and Liu Yu were uniformed.

The burly man was carrying a gray-skinned monk in one hand, as if he was carrying a little chicken, and Yin Xuan became much gentler. He held the beauty in his arms, and in front of him was 'flowing', and the sword tip was sucking and spitting green lights

.

This rain comes quickly and goes faster!

As the heavy rain cleaned, the world was completely renewed, and even people's mood became a little more refreshed.

However, except for Xuanyuan Sect, others are not in that good mood.

"Fellow Daoist Qi, why haven't you done it?" Jiang Cang, under the wood grain mask, held a sackcloth ghost banner and asked quietly at Qi Feng. He had noticed that this "Ying Zhao" relies on himself.

With a trace of the bloodline of the ancient true spirit transformed into a snake, she was born with the technique of controlling water, but her own cultivation is not high, only at the early stage of the third level. However, if it is in this sea, even a golden elixir like him

The mid-stage monk can't do anything to the other party.

However, since this "Ying Zhao" has been sealed by a bronze spear, Qi Feng, a late-stage cultivator in the Golden Pill stage, took his life just a matter of turning around.

"Why am I slow to take action? Look at my spirit-eating spear!" Qi Feng said with a smile.

I saw the spear that was originally only glowing with bronze spirit. At some point, the spear was covered with blood patterns, dyeing the entire bronze spear into a scarlet color. And the "Ying Zhao" end, even it was originally a whole.

The shiny silver scales and thin armor gradually dimmed as the blood and energy of the body were absorbed by the spirit-eating spear.

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Qi had such a strange treasure that could seize the blood of a wild beast. Fellow Daoist Qi is wrong. If you say this kind of thing earlier, why should you hide it from everyone?" Among these people, a guest minister from Xuanyuan Sect.

Elder, seeing that Qi Feng had planned like this, he spoke out first to ease the relationship between everyone.

"That's right." There are several Jindan real people, although they are not guests from Xuanyuan Sect, but their family is within the jurisdiction of Xuanyuan Sect. They do not want to be able to advance to the Yuan Dynasty with Qi Feng, who is the one who is the one who is in charge of the Yuan Dynasty.

The elders of the Xuanyuan Sect who had sex with each other, so they took the donkey downhill and covered up some of the unhappiness just now.

"I didn't expect that I could meet a 'Ying Zhao' here. If I had known it before, I would have told you everything. I would have said everything. I would like to thank you all here."

Feng bowed to everyone and said, as for whether they believe it or not, it is nothing to do with him. As for the four beasts they felt before, the aura was comparable to that of the golden elixir, they were just some ordinary ones.

The guy rushed towards more than a dozen golden elixirs foolishly, and had been killed on the spot by the twelve of them.

No matter how hard the Yingzhao struggled, it was too far from Qi Feng's cultivation level. He was defeated by a strange treasure and could only turn into a dry bone. The spirit-eating spear was shining with blood. Qi Feng saw that

With a satisfied move, when the bronze spear flew back, a tongue as dark as ink and covered with barbs suddenly shot out of the sea, wrapping up the bronze spear, the essence and blood seized by the spear,

In an instant, he was taken by this black tongue that was more than a hundred feet long, revealing the original bronze color.

The black tongue tweaked, and the bronze spear burst out with its inspiration, but it quickly made a "click".

Qi Feng's face changed drastically, and he no longer had to worry about whether he could take back the bronze spear. He shouted "Run" to Han Bin and Zhang Shiping, who were around him, but the words had not reached them yet.

In the human ears, the bronze armor on Qi Feng's body flashed with a blue light, and he had already flew more than ten feet away.

The moment Zhang Shiping came out, the fear brought by the spiritual sense was like a kick, hitting him hard on the head. Before Qi Feng could say anything, Zhang Shiping had already sacrificed his Fengying Feather Slash.

The pagoda above his head fell into his hands in a moment. He held the pagoda, and his gray light was even better than before.

Although his Feng Fei Feather Slash was of low grade, he could slightly speed up his flight at this time. Zhang Shiping took it out without hesitation. However, Zhang Shiping did not choose to follow Qi Feng, but was in an instant

In between, he chose a direction without anyone alone, turned into a gray light, and fled far away.

The reason why he did not dare to follow Qi Feng was that the two of them were together was bigger than one person, and the most important thing was that Qi Feng flew much faster than him.
Chapter completed!