Demon Exchange

Chapter 355
Ning Qiu asked with a thought: "Yemeng, if I remove this stone plate, can I take this space around from time to time?"

Yemeng said: "I'm sorry, boss, the formation of small worlds is different. There are movable and immovable media as the entrance and exit. The media in front of you cannot be moved. Under normal circumstances, if you forcefully move this stone plate, it will be damaged. Media, this small world will collapse immediately! But even if it is destroyed, it will not affect the stability of the small world, because the source of the media's power has been taken away..."

Ning Qiu thought of the witch gathering place: "The source of power is similar to the witch's magic crystal?"

Yemeng hummed: "Yes, there is a detachable source of power on the medium. As long as the source is still there, no matter how damaged the medium and the small world are, they can be restored slowly. It's just a matter of time... "

Ning Qiu nodded. It seems that controlling the source of media power is equivalent to indirectly controlling the lives of everyone in the space!But the air here is filled with an indescribable comfortable feeling, just breathing, Ning Qiu feels the power of physical strength is about to move!His power continuously absorbs various emotions through the power of the four emotions, breaking through 700 and reaching 800, but this seems to be a hurdle, and the speed of increasing the value has gradually slowed down...

Lin Feng walked quickly with the two middle-aged men in front.

Ning Qiu didn't attack, he needed to make an estimate of the strength of the people in this space, and then think about it!

He slowly discovered that although this space was full of vitality and the fragrance of birds and flowers everywhere, it just happened to put down two hills and a big mountain, and further outside was the space film, like a wall, which could not be entered or exited, and the sky was always bright, without knowing where the light source was where……

Worse than a witch gathering place...

He followed Lin Feng to the top of the largest mountain in the middle, and there was an antique hall on the top.

Wouldn't have been better without some modern solar powered street lights and some patrol electric quads...

After stepping through the gate, Lin Feng knelt on the ground with the two middle-aged men. In the center of the hall sat a young man, no, just an old man who looked like a young man... because although he looked young, he was full of white hair and looked like an old man. Madara betrayed him!
A middle-aged man who brought Lin Feng in held a Guan knife and a jade pendant and handed it to the white-haired tender old man respectfully: "Master, this young man claims to be Zhang Feitian's disciple. He was calling outside just now and he was holding a token. Let's take him Come in..."

The tender old man glanced at Guan Dao, put it aside, and said lazily: "Zhang Feitian, my ineffective little apprentice, he has practiced martial arts well, but he has no spiritual roots and can't practice secret techniques! Tell me, what happened? He didn't come, but let you come over..."

Lin Feng was shocked, and quickly bowed his head and called out to the master: "Back to the master, the old master asked a young man to beat me to death in order to stand out for my ineffective apprentice! Before he died, he poured blood on this cold knife!" curse, brought disciple Lin Feng all the way here..."

The tender old man exuded a strong aura suddenly: "Zhang Feitian was actually killed by someone. With his skill, he was wandering in the world of mortals. Even bullets from a pistol can be split with a knife. Who can kill him?" Him? Could it be that he also practiced the secret method!"

Lin Feng was so overwhelmed by this momentum that he couldn't lift his head up, so he could only keep his head down: "Lin Feng doesn't know any secret techniques, but the person who killed his teacher did use martial arts, and he also cultivated the sword intent mentioned in the birth story... ..."

Sword intent?The tender old man frowned: "In this era, there are still people who have practiced sword intent. It's really rare, but... fortunately, I didn't follow, otherwise I will avenge your master immediately!"

The space in the hall was fluctuating. Ning Qiu came into contact with the spiritual state wearing a white mask. He said lightly: "This is your chance... Come on!"

The tender old man couldn't feel any fluctuations in Ning Qiu's body, and even the aura of being a living person was extremely weak!He was able to get to where he is today, relying on vigilance and opportunities to climb up bit by bit!Immediately, he showed a calm look: "Oh, it seems that you are the one who killed my little flying apprentice... Why, not enough to relieve your anger?"

Although Ning Qiu was wearing a mask, Lin Feng still recognized him through his clothes and voice. His eyes were red, his teeth were clenched and he stood up, breaking through the pressure of the tender old man!Ning Qiu was also a little surprised. Lin Feng's power shot out at the speed of a rocket, and he didn't see the behavior of taking drugs. Could it be some secret skill? It's not right. If there is one, it should be used in the bar when life and death ...

Be careful, this Lin Feng's behavior is very similar to that of the protagonist of an urban novel!

Ning Qiu's Years Fan fell into his palm, and when he raised his hand, it was a fan, and the breeze brushed against Lin Feng's cheeks!

Something happened that made everyone in the palace fear. I saw that Lin Feng's rushing movement gradually slowed down, his smooth and firm skin slowly relaxed, his black hair turned white, and age spots and wrinkles appeared on his face!
There was no life in his pupils. It should be said that Lin Feng was already dead the first second he was blown by the breeze. His body fell to the ground, and his flesh and blood shattered like clay sculptures, leaving only The next pair of thick bones...

What kind of method is this, everyone is shocked, the corners of the old man's eyes are constantly twitching, he has never seen such a technique, he has never even heard of it!Although the person in front of him was wearing a mask, but judging from his voice, body and skin, he should be a young man in his twenties!Where did such a young and powerful person come from? Which secret sect sent him to practice?

He arched his hands, and he didn't feel any discomfort because of Lin Feng's death. Instead, he said with a smile: "Little brother is a blockbuster, I don't know who he is from, my ineffective apprentice and grandson offended you, I'm going to prepare for it!" I will visit you another day to apologize..."

With a thought in Ning Qiu's mind, a chair next to him automatically moved under him, and he sat down slowly!
It's just this move that made the old man's eyes twitch a few times...

Ning Qiu opened the Fan of Time, looked at the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas painted on the fan, and said indifferently: "I am a reasonable person, and the matter is actually very simple. Your apprentice's three views are not upright, and I can't help but teach him a lesson." ! As a result, he brought Master to the door and wanted to rob my friends and kill me, so he was forced to do nothing. I had no choice but to get rid of them for the purpose of self-protection..."

The tender old man applauded: "Good kill, it's useless to keep it if the three views are not right..."

Ning Qiu smiled: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. Your disciples and grandchildren all look like this, and a master is not much better! I don't like killing, as long as you set aside [-]% of the good things in your treasury Just give it to me... Then I will understand, and I won't move a hair on you, it's very reasonable..."

The veins on the old man's forehead popped up, and he stared at Ning Qiu: "I've tried to talk to you sincerely, but I didn't expect it to be impossible..."

(End of this chapter)