With a gentle breath, Shen Linhe's scowl on his face subsided slightly, and then he said again: "Brother Fei, there is no need to say more about these two wallflowers. Shen has nothing to repay for saving his life this time."
"There is a young egg of an iron-eating beast here, please be sure to take it."
As he spoke, Shen Linhe took out a gray-brown egg from the spiritual ring again, and then handed it to Fei Ren.
This time when he robbed the iron-eating beast's lair, he also found a lot of good things, including four young iron-eating beast eggs.
Whether these iron-eating beast eggs are sold or hatched, they will be of great value if they are later cultivated as familiars.
Moreover, Shen Linhe now had a total of four iron-eating beast eggs in his hand. Even if he gave one to Fei Ren, he wouldn't feel bad.
"Then I won't be polite."
Fei Ren naturally knew the value of the iron-eating beast's eggs and immediately pocketed them.
Now he not only got a high-level spiritual magic core and a large piece of rare Tiangang Rock, but he also picked up a young iron-eating beast egg from Shen Linhe for nothing.
This time, it was not a loss.
"Brother Fei, what are your next plans?" Shen Linhe nodded and said again.
"There are many opportunities in this ancestral mausoleum. Rumor has it that there is even a inheritance of great power in the Martial King Realm, so I don't want to miss it."
Facing Shen Linhe's temptation, Fei Ren said calmly.
He also guessed a little bit of the other party's little thoughts.
With his previously exposed strength, Shen Linhe in front of him clearly wanted to hug him and explore the ancestral mausoleum together.
"Brother Fei, with our strength, as long as we join forces together, maybe we can get a share of the inheritance of the Martial King Realm great master..."
Clenching his fists, Shen Linhe spoke again.
He is at the ninth level of the martial arts realm. Although Fei Ren is only at the fourth level of the martial arts realm, his strength is comparable to the tenth level of the martial arts realm. He is very abnormal and cannot be compared with his peers.
"No."
Fei Ren shook his head and smiled politely.
It's not that he was deliberately putting on airs, but that there were many warriors from all walks of life who poured into the ancestral mausoleum. In addition to people from the five major tribes, there were also some powerful hermit cultivators. With Shen Linhe's strength, it was not enough. Serve as cannon fodder.
"May I ask where Brother Fei is from? In the future, Mr. Shen will definitely come to thank you."
After the invitation was rejected, Shen Linhe looked a little embarrassed, and then asked again.
"Fire Yang Sect."
"There's no need to say thank you, this iron-eating beast's young egg is enough."
Seeing this scene, Fei Ren just nodded.
Lieyang Sect!
Hearing this, a look of shock appeared on Shen Linhe's face.
In fact, he had already guessed that the other party had a good background, but he did not expect that behind Fei Ren was the Lieyang Sect, the dominant force in the Dongyang Region.
"Forget it, if brother is free in the future, you can go to the Shen family in Dongyang Territory to talk. Shen will treat you generously."
There was a trace of pity on his face, and the next moment Shen Linhe stopped pressing and handed over his hand.
He comes from the Shen family, a seventh-grade family in the Dongyang Region, while the other party is a genius from the Lieyang Sect, a sixth-grade sect. It is generally known that the Lieyang Sect is the dominant hegemon in the Dongyang Region. If he can be on good terms with Fei Ren, it will be a big deal for the Shen family in the future. The development in Dongyang Region is also quite beneficial.
"Um."
After the words fell, Fei Ren nodded, and then jumped away.
Now that he has a high-level spiritual level iron-eating beast king's magic core in his hand, he naturally wants to find a remote place to retreat and wait for an opportunity to break through in Yuanli cultivation.
If there is a breakthrough in Yuanli cultivation, Fei Ren's strength will be greatly enhanced, and his chances of competing for the treasure of the ancestral mausoleum will be greater.
....
At the same time, on the other side of the ancestral mausoleum
In the dense forest, a fierce battle was going on, with figures flickering and a strong aura.
"Boom!"
The powerful Yuan Power swept away in an instant, and at the same time, two figures, a man and a woman, were pushed back and fell to the open space behind the dense forest, vomiting blood.
"With your three-legged cat strength, you still want to fight with our Bone Sect?"
Stepping forward, a black-robed figure also appeared on the opposite side.
I saw the figure in black robe with a thin face and murderous intent flashing in his eyes. At this moment, his eyes were looking at the injured young man and woman opposite, and a trace of ridicule could not help but appear at the corner of his mouth.
The black-robed figure is an octogenarian, but he is very powerful. His whole body is wrapped with fiery red violent air currents, as if the sky fire has been added to him. At the same time, the energy fluctuations have reached the tenth level of the martial arts realm, and he has a vague aura of his own.
"Damn it! Our injuries have not healed, and we can't compete with these two bone thieves at the moment...!"
The young man turned pale, then spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the old man in black robe opposite with fear in his eyes. It was Teng Feng, the young master of the Teng family who had met Fei Ren before.
As for Tengfeng's side, there was He Ling, a genius disciple of the Huaxian Sect.
But compared with Tengfeng, He Ling's condition was even worse at the moment. Her pretty face was dripping with sweat, and her plain skirt was in pieces, revealing a pair of flawless white legs. At the same time, her aura was low, and she seemed to have suffered a lot of injuries. .
"Tengfeng, what should we do?!"
Looking at Teng Feng with her beautiful eyes, He Ling couldn't help but feel a little panicked. Now that she had very little energy left in her body, she might not be able to escape even if she ran away, let alone compete with the old man in black robe in front of her.
The black-robed old man opposite was named Wang Jie, and he was an elder of the Bone Sect.
As for the Bone Sect, it was one of the most notorious seventh-level forces in the Ming Dynasty. The warriors in the sect were often involved in burning, killing, looting, and killing people to seize treasures. They were an outright evil force and had been jointly suppressed by some righteous forces in the past.
However, due to the mysterious whereabouts of the people in the Bone Sect and the fact that there is no fixed sect residence, the centipede insects have always been dead and have not been completely eliminated.
"Old Wang, you have taken too long..."
As he spoke, another gray figure flashed out of the sky, and the next moment he came to the side of the black-robed old man named Wang Jie, his tone playful.
Taoist Yin Zhi is also one of the elders of the Bone Sect, and his strength is only stronger than that of the King Realm, and he has also reached the tenth level of the martial arts realm.
"These two guys can be considered young geniuses, and their strength is not too weak, otherwise they wouldn't have delayed me for so long."
Glancing back at the Yin Zhi Taoist beside him, Wang Jie said coldly, with a disapproving tone. It seemed that in his eyes, Teng Feng and He Ling opposite him were already dying, and it was difficult to escape from his grasp.
"Are we going to die here like this?"
Looking at Wang Jie and Yin Zhi Taoist not far away, He Ling felt a sense of despair in his heart at this moment.
Previously, the two of them managed to escape the pursuit of an iron-eating beast king, but they never expected that they would bump into two Bone Sect elders here.
The two bone sect elders, Wang Jie and Yin Zhi Taoist, are both at the tenth level of the martial arts realm and are very powerful.
Moreover, He Ling and Teng Feng had not yet recovered their vitality and injuries after experiencing a big battle, and they were no match for them.
Now that they have held on for so long, they have reached their limit.
"Death? No, I don't want to die yet!"
Gritting his teeth, Tengfeng glanced at He Ling subconsciously, and then a trace of madness appeared on his face.
