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Qin Fengming is not a person who is easy to kill, but he has always believed that I will not offend others unless they offend me. Now that I know that the old man surnamed Zhang from Huangquan Palace has united with others to kill him, if he is not killed, I'm afraid it will happen in the future. There will be even more unpreventable things happening.
Regarding the Lord Ghost Hand, he had already classified him as a must-kill at this time.
Previously when he was in the Huang Dao Sect, the mid-term monk surnamed Niu Guijun once said that a great monk from the Huang Dao Sect had already appeared to interrogate the murder of the monk surnamed Xi in Lanyin Valley, so Qin Fengming did not need to worry.
But what happened now is enough to show that the Ghost Hand Master did not take Huang Daozong's words into consideration at all. He turned around and asked his disciples to stay here to capture him.
If this matter is not completely resolved, Venerable Wei Guishou may find the Baji Sect later on. By then, the Baji Sect will be in danger of being destroyed.
Qin Fengming entered the ghost world and had few friends with him. As long as he had some help, he already regarded them as friends. Naturally, he would not do anything to put his friends in danger.
As the old man surnamed Wei took out the transmission talisman, Qin Fengming did not hesitate any longer and led the two of them directly out of the Shenji Mansion.
When the two elders saw the two sources of energy in Shenji Mansion, the shock in their hearts was hard to express. Based on their experience, they didn't know that the place where they were just now was actually inside a mustard treasure.
Not everyone can possess the mustard seed treasure. Even the supreme elders of super sects, it is hard to say that any of them have it.
And within the mustard seed space treasure, there is actually a spiritual spring eye and a Yinquan eye.
Although the Yin Qi in the ghost world is extremely dense, it is extremely rare to see such heavenly and earthly spiritual objects as the spring of Yin Qi. Even if it exists, it is occupied by the great monks from the first-class sects. And the spring of spiritual energy is the entire ghost world. .It is definitely one of the few.
The middle-aged monk in front of me not only had the Mustard Seed Space Treasure, but there were actually two kinds of spiritual objects from heaven and earth that were of great use to the monk's practice. This was not something that ordinary great monks could obtain.
When they saw the monk surnamed Li standing in the formation, the two disciples of Lord Ghost Hands really regretted it to the extreme. There was no doubt in their hearts. The middle-aged monk in front of them was definitely a ghost king. The existence of later stages or even peaks.
Because the old man in front of them, who was at the same level as them, jumped up immediately after the three of them appeared and stood aside with great respect.
The respectful expression he showed was definitely sincere and not artificial at all.
"Okay. Fellow Daoist Wei, you can send out the transmission talismans now." Qin Fengming looked at the two people in front of him and said calmly. There was no trace of worry on his face.
At this moment, the monk surnamed Wei dared to have other thoughts. With a flick of his spiritual power, the talisman in his hand flashed and floated in front of him. After his lips moved slightly, a light yellow light flashed and then shot into the distance. It was just a flash. If you move, you will disappear without a trace.
"Fellow Daoist Li, you stay here first. Fei will accompany these two fellow daoists to meet the elders of Huangquan Palace." The three escape lights came together, and Qin Fengming led the two of them to fly towards the outskirts of the Northern Wasteland. .
Qin Fengming would certainly not be afraid of a middle-stage ghost king monk from the Underworld Palace. No matter how unfavorable his opponent's methods were, he would definitely not cause any trouble if he was well prepared and launched a sneak attack.
"This is a piece of tortoise shell from an eighth-level demon turtle. When the old man named Zhang arrives, you can give this scale away first. After that, you two fellow Taoists won't need to worry about anything else."
Standing at the edge of the vast area of the Northern Wasteland, Qin Fengming then handed a jade box containing tortoise shells into the hands of the old man surnamed Wei, and then said this.
The scale armor of an eighth-level transformed monster turtle. Not to mention a mid-stage Ghost Lord monk, even a late-stage Ghost Lord monk would be extremely envious. If a piece of turtle shell is integrated into the natal magic weapon, it will definitely be able to defend anyone's natal item. The strength suddenly increased a lot.
When refining a magic weapon, you need to carefully calculate the amount of various materials. But once the refining is successful, it is much simpler to smelt other precious materials that increase various attributes, because the embryo of the magic weapon has already been completed. You just need to keep growing it.
According to legend, if a monk reaches the realm of spiritual communication or mystical spirit, his natal magic weapon will generate an instrument spirit on its own. This can cause the monk's natal magic weapon to undergo a qualitative change. It is no longer an object without spiritual intelligence, but has the breath of life. It can be as follows: Generally, monks can cultivate and strengthen themselves. At that time, adding other precious treasure materials is tantamount to supplementing the treasure.
At this time, it is perfect to use a piece of the scales of an eighth-level demon turtle as bait.
When the two early ghost king monks saw the jade box, their eyes suddenly shone with light. They had longed for such a treasure for a long time. The middle-aged monk in front of them took out the rare and precious refining treasure so easily. It was really disappointing to them. It is difficult for people to calm down for a long time.
This place is more than 300,000 miles away from the Zodiac Sect. Such a long distance cannot be reached in a short time even if the monks in the middle stage of Ghost Lord use the secret technique of flying escape.
A few hours later, Qin Fengming suddenly stood up and said calmly: "We're here. The two fellow Taoists should act more naturally."
Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the two early-stage Ghost Lord monks also stood up in time. But what left them speechless was that even with all their consciousness, it was difficult to find anything. Just as they were slightly startled, an extremely fast sound came out. The energy fluctuation finally appeared in a place more than two hundred miles away. It shot toward the three people like lightning.
It didn't take much. A faint black light shrank, and a monk appeared more than three hundred feet away from the three of them. It was the old man named Zhang that Qin Fengming had seen in Huang Daozong's Chongxiao Hall.
"Hahaha. I'm sorry that fellow Taoist Zhang has traveled so far to come here. There are many inconveniences near Huang Daozong. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist." When they saw the visitor, the two old men did not dare to neglect. As soon as they wrapped Qin Fengming, they walked towards the middle ghost king. Fly away to where the monk is.
"Two fellow Taoists, please stay here. It's better for you and me to stay at a distance." Just as the two of them were getting up, the old man surnamed Zhang moved his body and stepped back sharply, with a chuckle in his mouth. Said. At the same time, the spiritual consciousness was released rapidly, covering everything within a radius of dozens of miles.
The old man surnamed Zhang was so cautious. The two old men were also startled.
"Hahaha. As a dignified middle-level ghost king, Zhang Daoyou can't even trust the two of us. It's okay. Just stand here. This junior is indeed what fellow Taoist said. It makes the two of us extremely smooth. "I captured him. I never thought that he actually had three scales of an eighth-level demon turtle on his body. In order to thank fellow Taoist for conveying the message, we two gave him one scale as a gift. I hope fellow Taoist will not refuse," said the old man surnamed Wei. As he spoke, he raised his hand and a jade box shot towards the old man from Huangquan Palace.
The old man was extremely cautious. Before the jade box reached him, he raised his palm and the palm transformed by energy flew out. He grabbed the jade box in his hand.
Looking at it with sharp eyes, he saw that there was no strange aura at all, so he put it back in his hand.
"Hahaha. Thank you two fellow Taoists for being so kind. Zhang received a gift from Senior Guishou. Although the death of fellow Taoist Xi has nothing to do with Zhang, Zhang is also a little uneasy. This kind of effort is for his own sake. To repay the feelings I had for Senior Guishou..."
Just when the old man was happy in his heart, uttering words of gratitude, and carefully looking at the jade box in his hand, suddenly the jade box in his hand shattered with a bang. As it shattered, a thick ghost mist surged. He came out and suddenly enveloped the old man.
