"Sugu Feng Family?" Zhang Shiping held the wooden sign, frowned, thought for a few breaths, shook his head, but didn't expect where the so-called Sugu Zhang Family was?

As far as he knows, there is even a Yuanying family in the Lingyan Dingfeng family, and there is several Jindan family in the territory under the jurisdiction of Xuanyuan Sect.

Fengya is thin in spiritual energy, and there are no famous big families nearby. In Zhang Shiping's opinion, the Sugu Feng family should be just a foundation building or even a small family for qi training.

As for the corpse of this low-level monk similar to the demonization, Zhang Shiping searched in the storage bag with his spiritual sense. He did not find any magical tools such as coffins that could be used to preserve this corpse.

But this was not a difficult thing. He raised his hand and flew out of his sleeves a few strange mother-son blades. A few white lights suddenly appeared, and an old tree more than ten feet away from him fell down.

land.

He looked at the tree trunk and selected a tree trunk of the right length and thickness, driving these mother-and-child magic weapons to make it into a simple coffin in just a few seconds. Then Zhang Shiping took out a few from the storage bag.

After throwing the black and red stones that emitted the cold and cold air in, he threw the two bodies in.

With a "bang", the cover flipped a few times from the ground, flew to the coffin, and closed it tightly together.

As the cold air of the black and red stones surged out, a layer of gray-white white mist and thin ice gradually condensed on the coffin. Zhang Shiping put it into the storage bag with his expression unchanged.

He stood there, and his spiritual sense slowly emanated from his body, with the small hill where he was, the rolling mountains and rivers, the deep valleys, the flat original place, the flowers, plants, trees, birds and beasts...

His spreading soul and soul perceived.

After a while, Zhang Shiping withdrew his spiritual sense and looked to the east. His figure gradually blurred. Just as a broken leaf swayed down, passing through his body, and slowly landed under the tree.

On the dead leaves, the phantom of Zhang Shiping slowly dissipated.

In the distance, a gray rainbow flew towards another mountain seven or eight miles away.

...

...

A soldering iron snake about two feet long and with yellow patterns and black spots as thick as an ordinary person's arms, is taller than the two lower-level monks who collected herbs in front of it. This soldering iron snake hissed

The ground spitted out a dark purple bifurcated snake letter. A few feet away in front of it, there were two monks carrying bamboo baskets. The two monks, one old and one green, stood on both sides of the iron snake.

The old man's cultivation level is at the seventh level of Qi Refining, his appearance is very ordinary, his face is dark and full of wind and frosty. He took a step forward with his left foot, his right foot behind, and his hand is holding a long iron stick with the stick head facing diagonally.

He was wearing a demon snake with a serious look on his face.

Among the low-level monks, there are many people who directly hold long swords and sticks. Some are because they had been in the martial arts world for a long time before becoming immortal cultivators and were used to fighting in the martial arts world. Of course, there is also part of the reason, that is, the low-level monks have been living in the martial arts world.

The monk has weak magic power. Although the magic weapon is more flexible and changeable, its power is worse.

Another young man looked over 20 years old, with a lower cultivation level, only at the fifth level of Qi Refining. His face was somewhat similar to the old man, but he was much whiter, with the nine-section silver flying beside him.

A short stick with barbs on the beginning and the end.

Behind this iron snake in the late stage of Qi refining, there is a small tree with an ordinary person's calves growing. Several small green fruits hung on the branches and leaves. One of them has turned red and has a faint fragrance. This old man is green

The two monks stared at the little tree with burning eyes. It seemed that they wanted to pick fruits, but they were more like they wanted to dig them away directly.

This iron snake might have felt the scorching gazes of these two people and felt that it was being provoked. The upper body, which was originally slightly shaking left and right, suddenly turned into a yellow and black phantom, and in the blink of an eye, it lowered its cultivation level towards the man who was less powerful.

The young man rushed over.

‘Tatta…’ The barb stick flying around the young man was connected to the end and horizontally, and the iron snake bit the small stick mercilessly.

Seeing that his nine-section whip held the biting of the iron snake, the young man looked happy and was about to control the magic weapon to tweave the demon snake seven inches, but he heard the old man shouting loudly.

"Retreat quickly."

A strong and powerful snake tail, with the momentum of sweeping across the army, whipped towards the young man's waist. The old man might have expected this point. In this short moment, he appeared beside his grandson, using his hand

The iron stick held the powerful tail whip and the stick body buzzed, but the old man grabbed it very steadily, and the iron stick did not come out of his hand at once.

After hearing the old man's shout, the young monk looked like a geese and retreated a few feet away. At the same time, he fired several inspirational lights. His nine-section whip was tightly wrapped around the snake's body, trying to press the iron snake.

In two sections.

He knew that the demon snake's scale armor was no weaker than the first-level high-level defensive magic weapon. If his second-level medium-level silver hook nine-section whip was replaced with a magic weapon like sword, it would be even the demon snake's scale armor.

It is difficult to break, but if it is replaced by a blunt weapon like the Nine-section Whip, it will be different. Once it is tightened, the iron snake will suddenly feel pain and its breath will become even more irritable.

Just as the old man wanted to take the opportunity to hit a stick, a gray rainbow fell down, and a young man gently looked at the iron snake. A silver flower seemed slow, but in fact it fell on the demon snake in the blink of an eye.

Body.

The two monks, the old and a green monk, did not see any dazzling light. The iron snake, whose upper body was already straight, fell to the ground weakly.

"Do you two know that there is a family named Feng nearby?" Zhang Shiping looked at the two of them with a look of movement and asked.

Seeing this, the old man's eyes suddenly widened a little. He tried his best to retract the iron stick he had swung back, and his blood and energy surged on his face, "Go back to senior, I don't know if the senior is asking about Cang Yufeng's family, or

Sugu Fengjia?"

"You can tell me the situation of these two families." After hearing the old man's words, Zhang Shiping heard the answer he wanted, but he did not show any strangeness.

The old man immediately introduced to Zhang Shiping softly. The Cangyu Jiang family has been passed down for more than 800 years. Although there is no golden elixir, there are many foundation-building cultivators, almost the strongest foundation-building family under the Jindan family.

It's right.

In the eyes of this old man, this family is already a huge monster.

The Sugu Feng family was actually divided by the Cangyu family. There was only one foundation building on the surface, but there were only one specific ones in secret, or whether there was any connection with the Cangyu Feng family. This old man in the Qi Refining Stage
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