Chapter 218 Dong Dongqiang, the Jungler, the Daughter of the Leader of the Alliance, Mo Pity

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"I found the Array Mage!"

Those terrifying breaths made a sound, and the brilliance on their bodies quickly converged, and finally turned into five silhouettes shrouded in a sea of ​​true essence.

As for the owner of the snow-white slender palm holding the golden paper crane, he was always shrouded in mist and did not reveal his true face.

"Young leader, if this is true, it is not unacceptable to use scarce high-grade spirit stones as a reward." An old figure with two horns said, his voice was thunderous, and when he spoke, there were lightning flashes around him.

"Then see each other first and talk face to face."

After finishing speaking, the beautiful woman known as the Young Alliance Lord took out another golden paper crane, blew in ten breaths of spiritual energy, and threw it out, turning it into a dark golden light across the sky, as if the entire night sky was covered with light. Split in half.

...

The next morning.

Misty peaks, the sun shines at the beginning, and Vientiane is renewed.

Ye Feng sat on a chair and checked the recent harvest.

Thirty low-grade spirit artifacts were sold for 6,000.

A mid-grade spirit sword fetched a high price of 8,000.

As for the remaining purple-gold bell, it is also a precious middle-grade spiritual weapon, with the functions of storage and sonic attack. As Ye Feng used the power of the heroic spirit to enter the bell, he found that it was a three-dimensionally long, wide and high-height bell. Meters of interior space, storage capacity is good.

As for the power of sonic attack...

jingle!

As Ye Feng shook the purple-gold bell, a sound wave that was compressed into a fan-shaped oscillated horizontally, like a raging water wave, and the rocks and trees it passed were shattered into pieces.

"Strong!"

Ye Feng praised.

Although this thing is not as good as the mid-grade spirit sword, it cannot increase the effect of kendo practitioners, but the advantage is that the method is unique. If you really want to sell it, the price will not be lower than 4,000 spirit stones.

However, Ye Feng is not for sale for the time being, because the surprise effect of the purple-gold bell is good, so you can keep it for now.

On this day, Misty Peak was very peaceful.

The disciples are either cultivating or going to the nearby area to practice. They have the communication function of the disciple identity token, and they can support them at any time.

Thousands of miles away, the demon city.

Zhu Yongfu, who was transformed by the real soul of the soul, is moving bricks.

Holding a steel rod, he kept beating those demons who were not working hard, and scolded indifferently:

"A group of rice buckets! How can you quickly rebuild the demon city without trying to move bricks? The big demon general said that the demon king is in retreat, and the day when he leaves will be the time for the revitalization of the demon city. If he sees the demon city, it will still be A piece of ruins, how would you feel?"

The Soul Destroyer who hugged the Demon King's thigh acted like a dog's leg and worked harder and harder.

At the same time, outside the demon city.

A young man with a pair of small eyes was surreptitiously looking at the demon city, and when he noticed a group of demon soldiers were moving away from the demon city, he immediately grinned and showed a sinister smile.

"Hey, it's finally here!"

"As long as I kill more monsters and refine them into bloodline essence pills, I can help me advance to bloodline, and then easily advance to the Primordial Gathering Realm."

This person is the Dong Dongqiang who took away Dong Qiang.

As a former Divine Origin Realm Great Expert, he is very courageous. Although he is very strict, he has a clear idea. Once the decision is made, he will do it.

After returning to the Floating Cloud Sect, Dong Dongqiang practiced in seclusion, but found that Dong Qiang's body's blood concentration was not high enough to break through the bottleneck of the Primordial Gathering Realm.

So, he found this place.

Looking coldly at the team of only a dozen Qi-refining demon soldiers, Dong Dongqiang followed with a grin.

When he reached the no-man's land, he suddenly appeared, used a miniature formation to trap all the demon soldiers, and burst out with fierce means to obliterate them all, leaving none of them behind.

Dong Dongqiang acted ruthlessly, decisively and cautiously.

After cleaning up the traces on the scene, he continued to hide, preparing to hunt down the next batch of monsters that left the city, and he was very picky.

...

In a blink of an eye, it was night.

Ye Feng had eaten dinner, sat in the main hall, and was about to read a book.

But suddenly I heard a loud bell coming from the middle of the mountain.

"At night, who is ringing the brass bell?"

Ye Feng went out the door, cleared the fog, and looked at the middle-aged woman in a long purple dress who was standing in the pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Elder Red Dream?

Ye Feng walked down in surprise.

under the gazebo.

Elder Hongmeng pinched a golden paper crane and said, "Mo Mianxi, the daughter of the leader of the Wandao Alliance, has sent an invitation, hoping to meet with Sect Master Ye and talk about the creation of the Thirty-Six Cave Heaven Formation."

"So urgent?" Ye Feng frowned.

He also thought about salted fish for a few days, and then went to Yunhuazong to participate in the celebration, eating and drinking. As a result, they are now going to Wandao League, which is thousands of miles away.

"If you're not in a hurry, the concubine won't be here at night." Elder Hongmeng smiled slightly, his eyes passed over Ye Feng, and he landed on a figure walking from the mountain.

"Wow?" Brother Flathead stomped the ground hard.

Ye Feng pointed at it, and introduced to Elder Hongmeng: "The spirit beast of the Misty Sect, Pingtou, is keen on fighting. It was just asking if there was a fight."

"I understand... After all, I am also a monster." Elder Hong Meng revealed his identity, which made Ye Feng surprised.

I saw Elder Hongmeng take out a flat boat and said: "My speedy boat is fast and the location is sufficient. If the guardian spirit beasts of your faction want to go, they will go together."

"Also." Ye Feng nodded.

After a while.

About five meters long and half a meter wide, the speed boat carries two demons and one person, flying at a high speed of 200 meters per second.

"This speed is comparable to a handicraft." Ye Feng muttered.

Elder Hongmeng didn't know what a "grey machine" was, so he looked back and smiled: "Zhi Xingzhou is a mid-grade flying spirit weapon, and its speed is extremely fast. From here, it traveled to Wandao League for a total of more than 6,200 miles, and it took more than two hours. arrive."

Looking at the things that kept going backwards on the ground, Ye Feng took a nap.

When he woke up again, he found that the speed boat had swept across the earth and entered the sky over a huge inland lake with a radius of thousands of miles.

A salty odor came.

This is the taste of the sea!

"No wonder it's called the Inland Sea. It turned out to be a huge saltwater lake." Ye Feng crossed his knees on the speedboat, and Brother Flathead stood at the back, enjoying the feeling of his hair being blown by the wind.

Gradually, countless islands appeared on the water.

"The Ten Thousand Island Domain has arrived. This place is 300 miles in diameter and has more than 10,000 small islands. The main island in the center is 30 miles in diameter and has 36 peaks. It is also the place where a small cave formation is needed."

Elder Hongmeng pointed at the peak about 1000 feet high in the center of the main island, "That is the main peak of the Wandao League, the Wanren Peak, and the others should be waiting for us there."

Ye Feng opened his spiritual eyes and looked.

Each of the thirty-six peaks on the main island has an aura vortex, each of which is at least comparable to a miniature spiritual meridian. As for the aura vortex on the main peak Wanren Peak, it is even larger and denser, several times that of an ordinary miniature spiritual meridian.

"Small spiritual veins!" Ye Feng was envious.

This is the second time he has seen a small spiritual vein.

The first time, of course, was in the Kamikaze Sword Sect.

"The Myriad Island Alliance has abundant cultivation resources, and it controls the waters of the entire Nanjiang Lake. It has a profound background, and even has more than one small spiritual vein." Elder Hongmeng revealed a very important information.

"It turned out to be a big family who has mastered the entire Nanjiang Lake. It is no wonder that he can casually agree to the reward of 72,000 spirit stones, but he doesn't know if there are any high-grade spirit stones." Ye Feng whispered.

The two demons quickly landed on the top of Wanren Peak.

Ye Feng looked forward and saw six figures standing in the air. The leader was a veiled woman wearing a white quicksand dress. She couldn't see her true face, but he guessed that this woman must be born in a beautiful city.

As for the other five, they were as vigorous as fire and as wide as the sea, and they were all genuine Spirit Sea Realm!

They stood there, even if they didn't release their coercion deliberately, they gave Ye Feng a more terrifying feeling than facing the giant ape.

Brother Pingtou was very excited when he looked at the five spirit sea realms and wanted to fight.

Ye Feng really wanted to kick it flying, and then said: This is the Linghai Realm, the top powerhouse at the level of the demon king, you can't even beat them with a single finger, don't make trouble!

Fortunately, Brother Pingtou did not do anything.

Elder Hongmeng cupped his hands and introduced: "Pity, this is the head of the Misty Sect, Ye, who is proficient in depicting small-scale cave formations, and once created a small cave world in Yunhuazong. As for this one, it is Misty. The guardian spirit beast of the sect, Brother Flathead."

"I am the daughter of the leader of the Wandao Alliance, don't pity me."

The veiled woman made a cold, ethereal voice, like a fairy in the dust, not eating fireworks on earth.