Chapter 1397: Yue Feng

The two young monks were talking while preparing to enter the teleportation array. After hearing a few words, Ning Qi's face was a little gloomy. Seeing this, the old ghost stepped forward to stop the two young monks. There was a vague aura of Dharma on Elder Gui's body, and the two asked respectfully: "Senior, what do you want to tell me?"

"You said that Jian Xilai was hunted down by the lord of the Putuo Sect, but do you know where they are roughly located?"

The old ghost said calmly.

"approximately?"

The two looked at each other with strange expressions, and one of them said to the old ghost: "Jian Xilai has been besieged in the 'Black Wind Ridge', if it weren't for the Black Wind Forbidden Law left over from ancient times on the Heifeng Ridge, it can Resist one or two, at this moment it has been suppressed by the suzerain of the Putuo sect."

"You know so clearly?"

The old ghost smiled lightly.

"The two of us happened to be cultivating in Heifengling before. When this happened, we had to go elsewhere."

The two smiled awkwardly.

"Well, you go."

Gui Lao waved his hands lightly, the two nodded and entered the teleportation formation.

"Ning Tongguan, Black Wind Ridge is in the forest eight thousand miles away from Xulang City, shall we go and have a look?"

Gui Lao walked to Ning Qi's side.

"No, I can do it alone."

Ning Qi smiled.

Guilao and Baicheng had strange expressions on their faces. Although Ning Qi was the leader of the Alchemist Alliance in Da'an City, not only did he just take over the position, many people didn't recognize him at all, and his cultivation base was also very low. In the middle stage of Faxiang Realm, they are similar to Baicheng and the three of them. If they rashly seek trouble with the suzerain of Putuo Sect, they may be suppressed by the other party without even a chance to reveal their identity.

After all, the existence of a half-step good luck level can be regarded as a master in the Lumen Xian Dynasty, otherwise, he would not be qualified to start a sect.

But Li Kunxin knew something in his heart, he knew Ning Qi's true strength.

It's just that Li Kunxin has no idea whether Ning Qi will be an opponent at the half-step good luck level. Now that Ning Qi has just taken the position, if he accidentally dies in the hands of a half-step good fortune level existence, Li Kunxin's backer will be gone!

"Ning Tong is in charge..."

Gui Lao wanted to persuade him again.

"Old Gui, take them back to Da'an City first, and I will be back soon."

Ning Qi patted Guilao on the shoulder, turned around and walked out of Xulang City.

"Old Ghost, forget it, let Patriarch Beixuan go."

Li Kunxin sighed.

"Forget it."

Gui Lao thought for a while, as long as Ning Qi showed that he was in charge of one place, the suzerain of Putuo Sect would not have the guts to kill him.

………

Black Wind Ridge.

Dozens of figures stood in the void, constantly bombarding the black mist-like forbidden law on Heifeng Ridge. The leader among them was a middle-aged monk with white hair hanging over his shoulders and an expressionless face. , looking down at Heifengling with a slightly gloomy expression.

"His grandma, we have practiced here for many years. With the help of the Black Wind Forbidden Technique left over from ancient times, our practice speed has been greatly improved. Now that 'Yue Feng' will break the Black Wind Forbidden Technique, we have to find a new place to practice. , Alas, when the gods fight, we mortals suffer."

"That's right, I was a casual cultivator and managed to find a settlement, but it was ruined like this. Alas, if our aptitude could be higher, we wouldn't even be abandoned by third-rate sects..."

Hundreds of miles away from Heifeng Ridge, surrounded by thousands of monks, their cultivation is the highest, and they are only in the late stage of immortality, and there are also monks in fighting alchemy.

Their eyes fell on the white-haired monk, and his face was very ugly. This white-haired monk is Yue Feng, the suzerain of the Putuo Sect. As soon as he came, he directly attacked Heifengling. There were tens of thousands of monks in Heifengling. They live together, but only a few thousand people have escaped, and the rest are either still inside or have been killed by the aftermath of the shock.

"Is the man with white hair the suzerain of the Putuo sect?"

Ning Qi stood beside several immortal monks and said lightly.

They looked at Ning Qi strangely. Seeing that Ning Qi was very unfamiliar, he should not be a monk here. One of them said, "Yes, he is Yue Feng, the suzerain of the Putuo Sect, a half-step existence of good luck."

Ning Qi nodded, his eyes fell on Yue Feng, he felt that the other party's aura seemed to be weaker than Lie Kong's. From this point of view, Lie Kong's cultivation base should be infinitely close to that of the Creator of One Calamity.

"Jian Xilai, let me see how long you can wait. If you dare to kill my Putuo Sect disciple, do you really think that I, Yue Feng, are dead?"

The white-haired monk suddenly roared, and punched out, the power of good fortune broke out, and directly bombarded the Black Wind Forbidden Technique. After three consecutive punches, the Black Wind Forbidden Technique finally showed a trace of rupture.

"Suzerain Kamui!"

The Putuo sect monk roared.

After more than a dozen punches, the black mist covering Heifengling suddenly gradually dissipated, and at the same time, a beam of sword light pierced through the air and shot towards Yue Feng.

"It's not even the Dharma Aspect Realm Dzogchen, how dare you attack me?"

Yue Feng let out a sinister laugh, and punched out, and then everyone saw a white figure, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, stepping on a white lotus, appearing in the sky a hundred miles away.

"Jian Xilai is really so amazing!"

"Among the women I've seen, I can't compare to him. Is he really a man?"

"It's a pity, being suppressed by Yue Feng today, his fate must be extremely bleak."

The monks beside Ning Qi looked at Jian Xilai in a daze. Both men and women seemed to be fascinated by her appearance at the moment.

"Jian Xilai, hand over that thing, it's not something you can own, hand it over, I'll let you go today, I won't hold you accountable for hurting my son!"

Yue Feng looked at Jian Xilai coldly.

"It is rumored that the young lord of the Putuo Sect is as good as Long Yang. It seems to be true, but Yue Feng obviously did not act for his son, but Aunt Jian has something he wants."

Ning Qi frowned slightly.

"I've put that thing in a safe place, even if you kill me today, don't even try to get it."

Jian Xilai said calmly, even if she was in a desperate situation, her expression was very calm, without the slightest panic, and she didn't know if she had a trump card, or she was not afraid of death at all.

"Hahaha, threaten me? I will suppress you and see how long you can support me under my forced confession!"

Yue Feng laughed wildly, his white hair was windless, and a force of good fortune permeated him. Just when he was about to make a move, he suddenly found a figure beside Jian Xilai.

"How did you come here?"

Jianxi came to see Ning Qi, his expression changed slightly.

This slight change was immediately caught by Yue Feng, who immediately laughed and said: "Jian Xilai, this son will not be your face, right? It seems that you are very nervous about him, so I will kill him first, and then suppress you!"