After this little episode, Xiao Fufeng found that his master was even more strange.

When the ferocious man with tattooed face came, Gong Lan looked shocked and a little helpless.

Now Xiao Fufeng was almost sure that his master should be a beautiful girl who was ignorant of the world. But this is very strange. How can the Taoist heart become a powerful Nascent Soul without experiencing life and death?

If you don’t mention this matter, this inn is also strange and inexplicable. At least there are two tables of guests who are not good at it.

One is the table of the tattooed man beside him. The four of them looked like they were all over the place, all of whom were tattooed, and they were extremely vicious.

The table in the distance was also a Qi-training monk. He was wearing the same immortal robe, but it was just tattered and looked like he had never taken a shower in his life.

The moon-white fairy robe was worn by them to gray-black, and most of them had dried blood stains on their bodies. The group of people had no intention of cleaning up and just put them out casually.

After dinner, Xiao Fufeng and Gong Lan went back to their house to rest.

At midnight, a scream penetrated the night sky and echoed in the inn.

This was the wailing of a person before his death. Xiao Fufeng suddenly opened his eyes and came outside the room.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the half-bian inn next to it collapsed. The true essence of the magic knocked down half of the inn, and the strong wind rushed into the Shanhai Inn.

In the ruins, blood mist flew, and several tattooed heads rolled onto the floor.

All the vicious people at that table were dead.

The remaining traces of the formation could be felt in the inn. It was obvious that these people were ambushed by the formation and died tragically on the spot.

Gong Lan had already reached Xiao Fufeng's side and said nothing.

"Long Lao Xie, you have actually achieved foundation building, what else do you need to do?" A month-old disciple of the white fairy robe roared sternly.

Following his gaze, Xiao Fufeng found that the inn owner was actually laughing wildly, holding a magic weapon that looked like a pig-killing knife in his hand, and his true energy surged.

Long Laoxie has arrived early and has been hiding his name in this broken inn for many years.

"For a quota in the secret realm of Duanxuan Cliff, all three hundred people in the Long family were killed by you bastards. I have been in this ghost place for ten years, hahahaha! Don't you want a quota? Go to the underworld to get it!" Long Laoxie laughed wildly.

It turned out that it was for the secret realm quota, and the lives of these casual cultivators were really worthless.

Xiao Fufeng was filled with emotion. For the major sects, those top secret realms were extremely difficult, while for the casual cultivators, one quota was enough to cause the tragedy of family destruction.

The Duanxuan Cliff Secret Realm is one of the top secret realms of Qi training. If you can enter the secret realm and still successfully get out of it, for a casual cultivator, it is an opportunity to reach the sky in one step.

"Let's go!" Of course, Yuebai's disciple would not sit and wait for death, and the three of them ran wildly.

However, Long Laoxie had already cultivated the foundation building, so how could they let them run away? His body rushed up quickly, and soon a scream came from afar.

Above the yellow sand, there is a mess!

Xiao Fufeng and Gong Lan stood on the yellow sand. In a blink of an eye, there were only two living people left here, and the rest were all dead.

Except for Long Lao Xie!

He quickly turned back, his eyes glowing fiercely, staring at Xiao Fufeng tightly.

"We are not the ones who come to steal your quota." Xiao Fufeng said calmly.

Long Laoxie's expression shouldn't be, and he remained silent.

Why!

"Why don't you leave me here and just pretend that this has not happened, how about it?" Xiao Fufeng sighed.

"The most reliable person you have ever seen me is the only dead." Long Laoxie finally spoke and said in a sinister way.

The resources in this world are almost in the hands of the major sects. For casual cultivators and small sects, if they want to enter the top secret realm, they can only fight to the death for a little leftovers.

For example, Long Laoxie, for this secret place, his whole family was slaughtered. He lived in seclusion in this ghost place for ten years, but he still couldn't get rid of others' pursuit.

Xiao Fufeng didn't want Long Laoxie to die, but Long Laoxie couldn't believe him!

The pig-killing knife in Long Laoxie's hand was quickly sacrificed, carrying the powerful true energy of the foundation-building monk, and brought up yellow sand all over the sky and rushed towards Xiao Fufeng madly.

Within twenty feet of radius, yellow sand kept gushing like boiling, and the power of the foundation-building monk's magic power far exceeds that of Qi training.

Unfortunately, the Pig Killing Knife flew halfway and stopped strangely, and a trace of white light fell from the sky.

It spread like raining in the nearby desert, and the gushing yellow sand was like it was still, all fixed in the air.

The pig-killing knife trembled extremely hard, but he couldn't move forward.

Long Laoxie's expression changed drastically, and the power of this magic was far beyond his imagination.

It's impossible to even think about it, let alone confrontation!

His face turned as if dead. He looked at the fairy in white in the distance and waved his jade hand gently, and suddenly felt a sharp pain all over his body.

Bang!

Long Laoxie's body turned into a bloody rain, and the pig-killing knife fell down.

At this time, the yellow sand around him regained its vitality and fell down one after another.

Gong Lan seemed to have done something insignificant, regained the vitality of the beautiful girl again, and gently patted her little hand.

Xiao Fufeng felt a cold sweat, and it seemed that his master had forgotten immediately. He killed someone just now, but his face remained unchanged.

This is obviously not a beautiful girl who is really ignorant of the world.

Xiao Fufeng walked up and picked up the storage bag on the ground. Long Laoxie had very few storage bags. After cleaning the pitiful spirit stone, only two things attracted attention.

One is an entry token in the Duanxuan Cliff Secret Realm. This is a qualification order distributed by the Alliance of Random Cultivators. It has always only recognized the token but not the person.

The second is a broken map, which looks like a map of the Secret Realm of Duantianya, marking a location, without any other prompts.

Xiao Fufeng put the things into his storage bag and then returned to his master's side again.

"We might as well hurry on the road overnight!" Xiao Fufeng suggested.

Wherever you look, it is already a mess, and it is not appropriate to stay there any longer.

Gong Lan nodded gently and obediently sacrificed the Yunshuo Shuttle. The two of them got on the magic weapon again, soared into the sky, and disappeared between the clouds in a blink of an eye.

This place is still ten days away from the Beiming Realm. Xiao Fufeng will not go directly to Tianxuan, but to the junction of Beiming Realm and the East Realm Realm.

Canglang Mountain!

This is a sect at the border between the Dongtu and the North in Beiming. Xiao Fufeng is going here to fight with the No. 1 cultivator in Beiming to compete for the title of No. 1 Qi training in the world.

Just as the monks in Shushan would challenge Tianxiang, the monks in Dongtu would not go directly to the giant Tianxuan.
Chapter completed!