Chapter 393 I Don't Talk to Minor Characters
"it's me."

In the darkness, Qin Changfeng nodded lightly, admitting calmly.

The black sky demon thunder dragon flew back, the demon energy dissipated, and a corpse that had been corroded to the bone was exposed at the hole, this was obviously a spy who followed Zhang Xiaofan here, but although his ability to hide his whereabouts was strong, in the end Qin Changfeng couldn't be fooled.

On the other side, Zhang Xiaofan who got the answer turned a blind eye to all this, but suddenly took off his mask, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said: "Brother is good at acting, at that time Daoxuan was very angry, teach me anytime."

"As long as you want, you can learn what I will."

Qin Changfeng patted him on the head. Although the slender and scribe-like palms were not wide, they still had a sense of generosity like a father or a brother.

The mystery of cause and effect is beyond words.

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, and the originally cold and solemn atmosphere quickly disintegrated.

"Squeak..."

At this moment, a little gray-haired monkey crawled out of Zhang Xiaofan's arms, jumped onto his shoulders, stood on tiptoe, imitated Qin Changfeng, and even patted him on the head with its paws. , have a shape.

Qin Changfeng grabbed the fur around its neck with his backhand and picked it up, slapped the monkey's pink butt hard, and then smiled at Zhang Xiaofan: "You monkey is too naughty, you can't be a good monkey if you don't teach it. How about giving it to Big Brother to take it away, and give you a real ancient beast that awakens the power of your bloodline in a few years?"

"Squeak!"

The hairy monkey struggled violently as soon as it stopped, put its hands together, and showed a pitiful expression towards Zhang Xiaofan while bowing, because it felt a strong malice.

Zhang Xiaofan pretended he hadn't seen it, nodded his head, said: "It's a blessing to have elder brother who is willing to teach him, there's no reason why younger brother would not allow it."

The little monkey accompanied him through the loneliest years on the Big Bamboo Peak. He said that it was impossible for him not to give up, but he knew Qin Changfeng better and knew that his words would never be aimless, even if it seemed to be just a joke The words, in fact, also implied a deep meaning, and they must have their purpose, and he himself was willing to believe it unconditionally.

"Follow me obediently, and I promise to benefit you, or I will let it eat you!"

Qin Changfeng released the demon god and let it roll up the little monkey with its slender tail. The latter naturally accepted such an interesting toy, but the little monkey could only accept it sadly...

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In the evening of the next day, the great power shook the southern border, and Fenxianggu, one of the leaders of the righteous way, suddenly went to war. Under the leadership of the elder Shangguan Ce, dozens of elder disciples sent magic weapons to rush towards a certain mountain in the north.

When the swift light pierced the sky, people felt obvious anger and murderous intent, as if a lion was angry and the king was being provoked.

Southern Xinjiang is in this world, the land of Shenzhou, which is extremely southern and extremely evil.

Since ancient times, no matter mortals or monks in the Central Plains, few people have gone to the southern border. First, there are fierce beasts, poisonous insects, too much miasma and bad water, and the environment is really harsh; second, in the endless mountains of southern border, there are a total of 63 kinds of barbaric and alien races, and many of them eat raw food. Horror orcs with human flesh, and clans of witches and voodoo with weird and unpredictable means, are not what normal humans would like to come into contact with.

So over time, this place has become synonymous with a place of barbarism and terror.

Fenxiang Valley, one of the three great sects of Zhengdao, sits at the exit of the [-] mountains in southern Xinjiang to the Central Plains all year round, making it impossible for foreigners from the south to enter the Central Plains and harm the world for thousands of years. Wei.

In the hearts of the human race near southern Xinjiang, Fanxiang Valley has always been a mysterious and unpredictable abode of immortals, which is awe-inspiring.

Now, two of the most outstanding disciples in the sect have been captured, and the other party even came to the sect to exchange hostages. How can the people of Fenxiang Valley not be angry? Since their sect moved to the southern border, they have been powerful in the southern region for 63 years Since then, this is the first time they have been provoked like this. If they cannot respond strongly, this matter will be a shame and a shame for them.

Among the cultivators of Fenxianggu who were driving the flying light, there was a thin old man with dark eyes and said: "I don't know who is not open-eyed, but dared to come to my door without saying anything about arresting my disciple of Fanxianggu. We must make them come and go, otherwise I will lose face in Fenxiang Valley."

"This matter is not simple. There must be a big force behind it. It may involve the Central Plains faction or the alien race in southern Xinjiang. Otherwise, how can a mere six-tailed demon fox have the courage."

The person who spoke was an old man with a thin and thin face, dressed in a gray robe, simple and plain, with a calm demeanor, nothing outstanding.

But after his words fell, many disciples nearby showed flattery and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, Mr. Shangguan. If you go out in person, you just need to use your supernatural powers a little. No matter who he is, he will be a general." You regard it as a heavenly being and obey obediently!"

This gray-clothed old man is Shangguan Ce, who ranks second in both status and strength in Fenxiang Valley. His face remained unchanged, and after glancing at a woman in white who was bound by a chain-like magic weapon among the crowd, he said coldly : "You don't need to flatter me, just show me the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox and don't let her escape, otherwise I will only ask you!"

All the disciples agreed in unison: "Yes, disciple understands!"

On the contrary, the displeasure flashed in the eyes of the skinny old man before. His name is Lu Shun, and he is the fourth elder in Fenxiang Valley. meaning.

It's just that these are all grievances and grievances within Fenxiang Valley. At this moment, he will not cause trouble in vain.

I don't know how long it took, and the night fell again. This night, the moon was in the sky, the clouds were quite thick, and there were not a few stars, but the moon was shining brightly, sprinkled on the world, and also illuminated the mountain where the barren ancient temple was located.

Daoist Daoist and Wild Dog led a dozen or so disciples of the Blood Refining Hall to stand one by one on the hill.

Qin Changfeng and Zhang Xiaofan wore ghost masks and looked south side by side. The demon god was prostrate on the ground, flicking its tail boredly, and the hairy monkey Xiao Hui was sitting on top of it, holding a wild fruit that he picked from no one knew where, and was enjoying it. After gnawing, he wanted to feed the fruit core to the demon god, but the latter spewed out a blood-red fire and burned it to ashes... It has never been a vegetarian.

The hairy monkey jumped in fright and screamed...

In addition, Li Xun and Yan Hong, who were in charge of tragedy with Liuwei and Sanwei, stood further back, staring at them from afar.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused, and dozens of rainbow lights of various colors were flying rapidly from the southern sky under the night sky.

"Whoosh!"

Before the person arrived, an extremely violent cold light struck out like a thunderbolt. The white cold light condensed into a sword energy, agitating the night, piercing the sky!

This is obviously an understatement.

It's also a temptation, if you can't stop this move, then the people in Fenxiang Valley will not talk about it anymore, but will directly attack.

Moreover, this blow was obviously from a world-class powerhouse. Among the people on the top of the mountain, except for Qin Changfeng, it can be said that no one can block it safely.

Even Zhang Xiaofan, who had been taught various secret methods and profound arts by Qin Changfeng, could not reach them for the time being due to his short training time.

However, when the cold light came in front of him, Qin Changfeng calmly raised his palm, and went straight to meet him, and saw that the cold sword light that was originally more than ten feet long shortened rapidly in his palm at a speed visible to the naked eye. , like a black hole, devouring all the cold light entering it.

In the blink of an eye, the mighty blow disappeared invisible, and there was not even the movement and aftermath of the collision, as if it had never existed.

Qin Changfeng slowly withdrew his palm, and a black and white Tai Chi picture could be vaguely seen in his palm.

After a day and a night of hard work, although the Taiqing Daoyin was still not fully condensed to the last ounce, Qin Changfeng was able to drive part of its power, but the efficiency and power were definitely not as good as after complete success.

In fact, just now it was not devouring, but dissolving, using the mystery of Taiji, directly dissolving that magical power into the most original energy and dispersing it into the world...

Of course, it is not accurate to use the word "resolving" to describe the special ability of Taiqing Daoyin. We will not know why until Jieyin is actually refined.

That day is not far away, if not for presiding over the hostage exchange today, Qin Changfeng might have succeeded.

At this time, everyone in Fenxiang Valley had descended to the ground, and Shangguan Ce, an old man in gray clothes, looked at him tens of feet away and said, "Your Excellency is very powerful. I think you are not an unknown person, but you are also an enemy of Fenxiang Valley. It's too unwise."

Qin Changfeng shook his head, and seeing the white figure in the middle of the other party, he smiled lightly and said, "I'm not here to bargain with you. Although Fenxiang Valley has a big name, it can't scare people to death. As for who I am, After you take away the two celestial beings in the door, you can naturally ask, if you want to exchange, start now, if you don't want to, just use your own ability and start grabbing directly."

"Steal?" The skinny elder Lu Shun immediately sneered: "You are not afraid of Feng Da's tongue flashing, even if the suzerains of the four sects of the Demon Sect come here in person, they dare not say that they can snatch anything from me, Fenxianggu."

Qin Changfeng replied lightly: "I don't talk to small characters who can't be masters."

"you……"

Simply deceiving!
Lu Shun's face turned red and turned into a pig's liver color, and he almost got internal injuries.

But at this time, no one paid attention to him, Shangguan Ce said in a deep voice, "I ask you, since Liuwei is behind you, does it mean that I, the most precious treasure of Fenxiang Valley, is also in your hands?"

"Of course", Qin Changfeng didn't deny it, because unless he wanted to destroy Fenxiang Valley, there was nothing to deny at all.

And this kind of thing that can be said to be frenzied and thankless, he will naturally not do it. If Fairy Lu finds out, he will be completely dismissed by himself.

"Then there is nothing to talk about, hand over the hostages and Xuanhuojian, or you will all die in Southern Xinjiang tonight!"

Shangguan Ce's face turned cold, and as he waved his hand, a blue prism-shaped ice cone about a foot long floated out of his sleeve suddenly, it was his magic weapon of fame, the Nine Cold Ning Ice Spike.

(End of this chapter)

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