It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, the old man Jie Dan suddenly restrained all his magic power, and he looked like a waning old man, with a rather depressed expression.
Lu Kun and Qin Yushu, who had just withstood the spiritual pressure of the pill formation stage, turned pale and tried their best to maintain the expressions on their faces. To outsiders, it seemed that they had not been harmed at all.
Sensing that the old man had withdrawn his spiritual pressure, they stepped back in perfect agreement, revealing Zhu Xiaofeng whose expression had not changed at all.
Xu Ming was horrified as he watched on the sidelines. He murmured to himself: "I didn't expect that the other cultivator with the spiritual root was equally powerful. They were only in the early stage of foundation building, while Daoyou Zhu, who has the heavenly spirit root, was in the late stage of foundation building." Why, isn’t that true strength..."
The old man Jiedan finally spoke at this time, his voice was quite hoarse: "Don't be offended, little friend Zhu, I am about to live long, and seeing such an outstanding junior, I can't help but give it a try."
Zhu Xiaofeng secretly broke into a cold sweat in his heart. When the old man of Danjie exuded coercion, he almost made a fool of himself. Fortunately, when he was at Chaoyang Peak, he often faced Xu Tianchuan who was in the middle stage of Danjie and Silver Spot, a fifth-level monster. Leopard.
The old man who formed the core gave him the feeling that he was much weaker. In addition, the two junior brothers cooperated with each other and helped him block most of the spiritual pressure, so that he did not show his weakness.
Zhu Xiaofeng showed a smile with great grace and said with respect in his tone: "Senior, you are serious. We have already bid for a Demon Token. I wonder if the promise made by the Treasure Refining Pavilion is still fulfilled?"
The old man nodded silently and said: "Of course it counts!"
A flash of light flashed in Zhu Xiaofeng's hand, and a black token appeared, with the words "demon" and "devil" engraved on the front and back respectively. It was the demon token that Lu Kun had obtained from a disciple of the Blood Refining Sect.
"Yifeng, please check it. If there is no problem, then complete the transaction as we said before."
"Yes, Master."
Yu Yifeng took the demon order from Zhu Xiaofeng, carefully examined it with his spiritual sense, and at the same time injected mana into it. A faint aura appeared outside the token.
After checking it, Yu Yifeng nodded to his master, then took out a white dharma plate and handed it to Xu Ming who was standing aside. At the same time, he handed over a bulging storage bag.
He said: "This is the forbidden magic plate and two thousand mid-level spiritual stones from the Lianbao Pavilion, used in exchange for the demon order from fellow Taoists."
After seeing Xu Ming take these two things, Zhu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, don't worry."
Then Zhu Xiaofeng said to the old man who was at the head of the pill formation: "Senior, the demon order that I made here cost a total of 420,000 spirit stones, and the amount that senior produced is only 350,000 spirit stones. "
"This is equivalent to spending an extra 70,000 spiritual stones on us, which is not fair!"
Just when Zhu Xiaofeng was talking and Yu Yifeng was in a daze, a wave of mana appeared, and a breeze seemed to drift through the house.
Then Yu Yifeng discovered that the demon order in his hand had disappeared.
He looked forward and found that the demon order was already in the hands of the other monk who was suspected of being a wind spirit root, which made him extremely horrified.
Although they were relatively close, the opponent's spell was so weird that he could snatch the demon order from him in a flash.
"If the opponent just activated an offensive spell, wouldn't I?"
The pale-faced man subconsciously activated the mana shield, and the woman beside him also activated her mana.
Suddenly, there was a tense atmosphere in the house. The two Foundation Establishment Dzogchen disciples of Lianbao Pavilion looked nervous, as if they were facing a formidable enemy, while Zhu Xiaofeng and the others looked relaxed and indifferent.
After a while, the elder Jie Dan in the first seat said: "Little friend Zhu is right. As a senior, I cannot take advantage of the younger generation. In this way, the large refining furnace in the backyard and the underground fire that can burn for hundreds of years can make up for it. ”
"The combined value of these two things is not low!"
Zhu Xiaofeng was secretly happy in his heart. On the surface, he nodded calmly and said, "Okay, then follow the wishes of senior."
"Junior Brother Qin, give the demon order to fellow Taoist Yu."
Qin Yushu nodded and threw the demon order. Yu Yifeng caught it and put it directly into the storage bag, for fear that it would be taken away without anyone noticing.
Seeing this, the old man Jiedan stood up and said: "Fellow Daoist Xu, we have cleaned up the treasure refining pavilion and everyone has exited. We originally planned to sell the things in the backyard later. In this case, there is no need to Take care of it.”
"Yifeng, Ping'er, let's go."
After saying that, the withered-faced monk in the alchemy stage floated out. His disciples glanced at Zhu Xiaofeng and the others with complicated expressions, and hurriedly followed the old man out.
Under the leadership of the old man Jiedan, they soon arrived at a cave within the second ring. Then a forbidden disk appeared in the old man's hand, opened the cave, and the three of them walked in.
After walking into the cave, the old man stood in the courtyard of the cave for a long time, then sighed heavily and said: "I had already guessed that they would use the demon order obtained at a high price to ask for other things, so I came forward with you. "
"I want to use the powerful magic power of the pill formation stage to suppress their arrogance, but unfortunately I can't use the power of my spiritual consciousness. Otherwise, with the spiritual consciousness and magic power of the pill formation stage, even if they have extraordinary strength, they will be affected. Some hidden wounds.”
"I didn't expect the three of them to be so powerful!"
Yu Yifeng recalled the two early-stage foundation-building monks and couldn't help but ask: "Master, is it possible that the core disciples of the sect are so powerful? I feel that these two alien spiritual root monks can completely rival me if they join forces."
"But they are only in the early stages of foundation building, and they are several realms behind me!"
The old man Jiedan said: "In my perception, that boy from Leilinggen has a strong evil spirit. There are many monks of the same level who have died in his hands, and his combat effectiveness is stronger."
"As for another monk with Wind Spirit Root, you can know from the fact that he casts a spell to take away the demon order in your hand. His wind attribute spell is extremely magical. Even if I don't have enough spiritual consciousness, I can't detect his move."
Then the old man frowned and continued: "As for Zhu Feng, although I didn't use my spiritual sense to investigate, in my feeling, he is just an ordinary late-stage foundation-building monk."
"But he was able to have two foreign spiritual root monks following him around and willing to be followers. It is conceivable that Zhu Feng is not simple. Combined with the temperament he showed before, he should be the core foundation-building disciple of the sect."
Song Ping'er was in a daze and murmured: "Then his strength is much greater than ours."
The old man said seriously: "Yes, the foundation-building Dzogchen disciples from the ten sects who entered Demon Island are all stronger than you. If you encounter them alone, you will have a high chance of falling."
"By the way, how is the fake magic weapon you refined? Can you use it together?"
Yu Yifeng showed a bit of shame and said: "Ping'er and I can only barely activate it, but we can't use it to attack the enemy."
"Then there is one year left, you should practice hard in my cave, don't slack off!"
"Yes, Master!" the man and woman said respectfully.
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