Female killer crossing into money-losing goods: Perfume Princess

Chapter 722 Qingfeng’s Extra Story: The Evolution of Little Short Hands (2)

The morning sun shone on him with a little bit of dazzling light.

As long as there is light, the power of light can be used, and where there is only the sun, the power of light can reach its peak state.

Qingfeng's fingers moved slightly, and a shimmering halo covered him. He walked against the wind and flew towards the black mist of Death's Skull.

The rising of the sun had originally dispelled a lot of black mist, and under the unstoppable state of the power of light, he easily passed through the black mist area.

The inside of Death's Skull, which is frightening to the outside world, is picturesque, with tall buildings and pavilions hidden among the mountains and rivers. It changes the desolation of the Nether Empire in the north, and it has a bit of the style and water town of the Huanlin Empire in the south.

In the secluded Yelu Mountain Villa, many disciples began to practice in the morning, each occupying a mountain peak, and speeding up the absorption when the weather is at its strongest.

It is said that when the night just goes and the morning first arrives, all things in the world will wake up and generate a subtle source of power.

The most lacking thing in the Taoyuan Continent is the power of the source. Even if it is just a legend, it will attract countless aura masters to go crazy.

Standing on the small bridge, Qingfeng looked at the aura masters who were frantically absorbing on the mountain, with a cold expression on the corner of his mouth: If he could get the original power in the early morning, the aura masters in Taoyuan mainland would not explode one by one up.Such self-deception, in the end, as much hope, so much despair.

Since ancient times, no one has died in life. If there is nothing worthy of nostalgia in this world, what is the difference between dying early and dying late?What's the point of practicing hard?
With a little finger, a slender jade flute appeared in the palm with clear lines.

Qingfeng gathered the spiritual power into Qi and played it to the jade flute.

The piercing sound of flute that was so sharp that it made ears ringing suddenly sounded, and the spirit masters who absorbed madly were moved and fluttered for a moment, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

"Who?"

"There are assassins—"

"You are so brave, you dare to break into Yelu Mountain Villa alone, don't you know whose territory this is?"

After the sound of the flute sounded, the quiet villa suddenly became lively, with scolding, scolding, and exclamation. This morning is destined to be a lively morning.

Everyone in Yelu Mountain Villa was alarmed, Qingfeng still used spiritual power to make a sharp sound.He knew that the beasts of the phoenix type liked quietness the most, and hated noise, especially this kind of pure noise without aesthetic feeling or melody, which would make them restless and grumpy.

To be precise, the Black Flame Phoenix is ​​not a pure Phoenix family, but only a thin Phoenix bloodline.But even with this little bloodline, Black Fire Phoenix became one of the top magical beasts in Taoyuan Continent.

Sure enough, there was a high-pitched scream, and the Black Fire Phoenix flapped its wings violently and flew out, its black flames burning on its pitch-black feathers.

Qingfeng slowly withdrew her jade flute, and looked at the black fire phoenix flying around violently in the sky.The long black flame seemed to be a broom, dragging the three long golden feathers on the back of the black fire phoenix.

Those three golden feathers are very conspicuous, and they are the essence of the Black Fire Phoenix's cultivation. It is rumored that when the Phoenix race can cultivate nine golden feathers, they can become the king of the Phoenix.

Obviously, this black fire phoenix is ​​still far away from the king of the phoenix, even the pure phoenix with seven golden feathers is far behind.

"It's impolite for this friend to visit suddenly and make noise."

(End of this chapter)