"Fairy Long Min, how did you learn about Lai Shenghao's strength?" Liu Mei'er didn't believe her, but asked.
"That's because he used the teleportation technique and disappeared in an instant, and I happened to see him." Long Min continued to make nonsense.
"That's probably because he has reached the psychic level, otherwise it would be almost impossible to perform the teleportation technique." Long Buming said firmly.
Then, he glanced at Liu Meier and said secretly: "What is the background of Lai Shenghao? Is he also a descendant of a big family in your Yuxian Sect? In my impression, your Yuxian Sect does not have a family named Lai."
Liu Meier thought for a while, then slowly responded via voice transmission: "As far as I know, he is just a casual cultivator and has no background."
Long Buming heard the words, chuckled, and continued to ask via voice transmission: "I think he hasn't gone far yet. Should we go find him now?"
Liu Mei'er glanced at him. She didn't know what he was thinking. He just brought outsiders to threaten her fellow disciples. She couldn't save her face, so she remained silent.
"If it's not convenient for you to come forward, then let me take the lead. Later, I will take a few people to the Black Sea to find him, and you will follow. I will be the bad face, and you will be the red face, so that the other party can share the opportunities gained. ." Long Buming suddenly suggested this.
Liu Mei'er didn't speak. After a while, she nodded slightly and agreed.
Long Buming immediately arranged for some people from Jiuxiao Palace to go back to the West Sea base camp first, while he took Huo Yanguang, Long Min and other seven or eight monks to the Black Sea.
According to him, he just wanted to go to the Black Sea to find a lost spiritual treasure. The place he was going to was more dangerous and it was not suitable to bring those with weak cultivation skills.
Even if those people wanted to follow, they were powerless and could only go home and leave sadly.
Long Min's eyes flashed slightly. She seemed to know what Long Buming had in mind and followed him silently.
Liu Meier was not in a hurry to leave the island. When someone asked her where to go, she responded slowly: "Go back to the East China Sea."
Yan Yijian asked: "Then shall we cross the Black Sea?"
"Of course, otherwise the detour would be three times as long, wouldn't it be even more dangerous?" Liu Meier said calmly.
After saying that, she flew out, hundreds of feet away in a flash.
Those from the Yuxian Sect hurriedly followed, not daring to miss an inch.
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After flying tens of thousands of miles, Han Feng entered the Black Sea area again.
His speed immediately slowed down, carefully avoiding the black wind flying in the sky.
In less time than a stick of incense, he came to a deserted island and quickly sank down.
This dingy island was only a thousand feet in size. He found a natural cave, quickly set up a shielding formation, and entered it.
He immediately changed his appearance and put on a large black robe embroidered with gold thread, and his cultivation level suddenly increased to the level of the middle stage of psychic.
Then he put away the flags shielding the magic circle, left here, and accelerated across the Black Sea.
He had to rush back to the Penglai Islands as soon as possible. There was not much time left for him. If he missed that time, he would have to go back to Yuxian Sect by himself.
It is a long way from Yuxian Sect, and not to mention the huge consumption, there are likely to be many dangers along the way, which is not cost-effective.
Unconsciously, he flew more than 100,000 miles.
But at this moment, dense black wind appeared all around without warning, buzzing like thousands of bees buzzing in the ears.
Han Feng's expression changed, he raised his hand to seal the secret, and the light all over his body doubled to block the black wind.
The crystal light in his eyes flickered, as if he could see through nothingness, and he suddenly said: "Your Excellency, you hide your head and tail. Is it because you are ugly and you don't dare to see people, or are you afraid of me and don't dare to show your face?"
"Hey, I'm just a human kid in the middle stage of channeling. He has such a loud tone. I really don't know how to write the word "death". It seems that I have to teach you!" A arrogant voice came from the void, and there was a faint sound of thunder and lightning passing by. , chirping.
"You bastard, why don't you show up yet?!" Han Feng shouted sharply and punched him.
The space immediately shattered like a mirror, and the light spread out in all directions. Waves of powerful space winds raged in all directions.
A huge black dragon was revealed, with a pair of eyes as big as ten feet, exuding a frightening blood light, making people feel chilled.
Its breath is magnificent, comparable to the state of spiritual perfection!
"Oh, you have some ability. You can even find my hiding place. It's not easy, but you still have to die!" The dragon's tone was extremely domineering. With a movement of its body, it suddenly jumped over and stretched out its claws to slap. When it hits, it creates a brilliant black light, which has the feeling of swallowing everything.
"Hey, I came just in time, let me practice with you!" Han Feng sneered, instead of retreating, he advanced, raised his hand and made a fist, rushed over, and faced it head-on!
"Bang..."
There was a loud explosion-like sound, and the black dragon's sharp claws were broken. The black light dissipated, and bright red blood splashed everywhere. Every drop was like hot magma, burning the void with holes.
The black giant dragon was shocked, with eyes full of disbelief. Not only did it have perfect psychic powers, but its physical body had also reached the perfect state of rebirth. However, it didn't expect that it would be so traumatized by just one face-to-face meeting. It was simply unbelievable!
It roared, but did not act impulsively. Instead, it subconsciously retreated back, retreating thousands of feet away in a blink of an eye, gathering the surrounding black wind for defense.
Its broken claw healed on its own, and the blood that had flowed everywhere was flowing back into its body like a hundred birds returning to its nest, seemingly without any damage.
Han Feng rolled his eyes, his figure suddenly swayed, and he disappeared from where he was, without a trace in an instant.
"Boy, you dare to bluff me? Are you thinking of escaping now? It's ridiculous, there is no possibility! Seal me!" The black dragon suddenly woke up, as if it had seen through Han Feng's treacherous plan, stretched out its claws, and stirred up the beast. A strange force descended on the world, sealing off the area for thousands of miles!
However, Han Feng did not run away. Instead, he flashed directly behind it and punched out again. He was extremely domineering and his fist was like the sea, drowning it.
The giant black dragon's body shook violently, and it spat out a mouthful of blood. The black gold-like scales on its body also shattered under the violent punch, and blood spattered in all directions.
"You are not a person in the middle stage of psychic life!" It roared repeatedly, swept its long tail, and slashed towards Han Feng like a heavenly sword. However, Han Feng raised his left hand and struck out with a piece of snow-white light, and resisted him. .
"boom!"
There was another violent sound, and the long tail of the black dragon was shaken open, and blood spurted out.
On the other hand, Han Feng was as steady as a rock, pointing his right hands together, and sneered: "Batian finger!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp white light shot out from his fingertips, as small as an arrow, and with a hiss, it directly penetrated the black dragon's body, making its aura suddenly weaken.
