Starting from the Wilderness, I worked hard to get a Heavenly Saint

Sanweifeng's two tail spikes flew in his greedy hands, and he attacked Ji Zheng madly at close range. He had just seen in secret that Ji Zheng had already collected a lot of treasures.

"Don't even think about it, these are all mine!"

Ji Zheng was furious, and he used the big handprint to hit him hard, and he also quickly waved the heavy Xuan spear in his hand to block the flying sword and Sanweifeng's double tail stab attacks.

Ding Ding Dang Dang~

Ji Zheng gritted his teeth and roared, trying his best to block the attack, but he couldn't stop his pale face. He was defeated step by step, in a very miserable state, and had more and more wounds.

The Purple Mansion Perfection cultivators who were riding flying swords in the distance were all shocked. Both of them had launched sneak attacks, but the opponent was still able to defend against it.

What kind of monster is this?

"Third brother, let's go together and kill him, otherwise we will never have peace in the future." The Flying Sword Purple Mansion monk shouted.

Another bald man carrying a heavy stick joined in with a grim smile.

Ji Zheng's face turned pale and he tried to retreat hurriedly, but he was entangled tightly by Sanweifeng, and he fought with flying swords, double-tailed spikes, and heavy sticks.

Ji Zheng could only hold on with difficulty, and more wounds appeared on his body.

"I am coming too."

Another mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator who was hiding in the dark couldn't help it, thinking that it was time to pick peaches, and drove his magic sword to kill over.

Dang Dang Dang!

Ji Zheng was on the verge of collapse, his face was pale, his eyes were unwilling, and he waved his big handprint and heavy Xuan spear vigorously to block.

One, two, the number of Purple Mansion cultivators attracted by the immortal vision just now far exceeded Ji Zheng’s imagination.

For a moment, seven Purple Mansion cultivators besieged him, all of them greedily wanting to snatch back the treasure that Ji Zheng had just obtained.

Ji Zheng's face became increasingly paler, completely bloodless, and he was almost dying, and was on the verge of collapse.

"No!" Sanwei Feng was the first to react, his face changed with fear.

The five Purple Mansion cultivators besieged Ji Zheng, but how come they haven't taken his life yet?

Trap, this is a trap.

The three-tailed thorn turned pale with fear, and it quickly retracted its tail and tried to turn around and escape as a stream of light.

But suddenly, the world became quiet.

A vast rock area covered an area of ​​dozens of miles. Five huge rocks firmly suppressed Sanwei Feng and his men, slowing down their movement.

Ji Zheng couldn't help muttering as he looked at these Purple Mansion monks who had slowed down in panic and were trying desperately to escape.

"My first time acting, I was seen through so quickly? This shouldn't be the case. If you really do it again, I'll be dead soon."

When Sanwei Feng heard this, his face was about to cry. If they didn't see through it, they would die. Where did this monster come from?

He actually acted to trick them, showing no martial ethics.

But Ji Zheng didn't care. He activated the Xiao Xuanhuang Big Seal and killed the ones farthest away first.

While filming, he urged his spiritual power to roll up his storage magic weapon, thinking about how much he could sell for tickets to this performance.

Chapter 56: Xinyuan Tianyi Refining Technique

"Please spare my life, sir. I am willing to use the treasure to buy my life." When it came to Sanweifeng, Sanweifeng hurriedly begged for mercy.

Ji Zheng took a look and did not kill him, but continued to kill other Purple Mansion cultivators.

Whoosh whoosh!

The heavy Xuan spear thrust forward.

The remaining five Purple Mansion monks all died and revealed their original forms, namely the Purple Mansion Demon King, Feihe, Tiger, Big Bear, and Cat.

Ji Zheng's face turned dark. Not a single human was fooled. His acting skills were really bad. Only monsters could be fooled by him.

"And he transformed into a human form in front of me. I feel uncomfortable and upset." Ji Zheng felt regretful and reluctant.

He had not tasted the monster flavor of the Purple Mansion Demon King yet, but he had transformed into a human before and was asked to eat it, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Smacking his tongue, Ji Zheng turned to look at Sanweifeng, whose face was pale and begged for mercy in fear:

"My dear, my meat is not tasty, it's smelly, I haven't had it for three years..."

Ji Zheng's face darkened, "Stop talking, or I'll kill you."

Sanwei Feng quickly shut up.

But there was still fear in his eyes, afraid that Ji Zheng would kill him with a wave of his hand.

"Are you a three-tailed marten?" Ji Zheng asked.

"Yes, yes!" Sanwei Feng nodded quickly.

Ji Zheng's eyes lit up, "How fast is it? Can you escape from Master Wanxiang?"

After the chase from the Black Wind Village just now, he deeply hated that his escape technique was too slow and he could not escape the pursuit of Master Wanxiang at all.

Not to mention Master Wanxiang, he can't even catch up with Master Zifu.

The reason he was acting just now was that he was depressed about his slow speed. If he suddenly burst out with strength, all these Purple Mansion Demon Kings who were besieging him would be able to escape one by one.

That's why he left the three-tailed marten at the end. The three-tailed marten is also a mythical beast in the legend, with the reputation of having the speed to chase the wind and lightning.

He just hopes to use spirit beasts to make up for his shortcomings.

"No... yes, yes, yes! I once escaped from the hands of a Wanxiang Demon King, and my speed was faster than that of an ordinary Wanxiang in the early stage."

"Of course, there is no way I can escape from a monster like my master." Sanwei Feng said quickly and flatteringly.

He understood that Ji Zheng intended to take him as a slave, and he felt a little aggrieved because he was in the perfect Purple Mansion while Ji Zheng was only in the early stage of Purple Mansion.

Being taken as a slave is very frustrating, especially since he is a divine beast and is proud. The one who can take him as a slave must at least be a true Wanxiang person.

But he just felt aggrieved and in order to survive, he quickly stopped being flattering.

Ji Zheng ignored Sanweifeng's frustration. He curiously asked about Sanweifeng's speed record.

He then asked him to fly a hundred meters in his rock field and estimated his speed. "He can fly a hundred meters in one leap without taking a breath."

"This speed is indeed faster than the ordinary early stage of Wanxiang." Ji Zheng was very satisfied.

This is the speed within his rock-hard domain. If he were to let go, the speed would be astonishing, and it would be possible to travel a million miles in a day if he tried his best.

"Are you willing to follow me and become my spirit beast?" Ji Zheng looked at Sanweifeng and said with a smile.

"Of course, you don't have to, but if you don't want to, I will kill you." Ji Zheng thought about it and honestly told him his fate.

If you don't want to be a slave, you will die.

This can be regarded as the beginning of a frank relationship between the master, the slave and the demon.

Sanwei Feng nodded hurriedly, "Sanwei Feng greets the master, God is above, I swear..."

Ji Zheng listened carefully. The Heavenly Dao was watching over the oath. If the other party violated it, their souls would be torn apart, and they wouldn't even have the possibility of going to hell and reincarnation.

The oath to heaven made by Sanwei Feng was the cruelest. He would be a slave for life, and if he died, Sanwei Feng would also die.

So gradually, both of them relaxed, and with a foundation of trust, the corpse on the ground was no longer too annoying.

"Master, I am the Second Great King of the nearby Ziyun Mountain. I was originally resting and drinking tea in Ziyun Mountain, but after seeing the strange vision of immortals here, I thought there might be treasures here, so I followed him here."

Sanwei Feng honestly told Ji Zheng why they came here and what their origins were.

Ji Zheng also began to understand that although he looked young, he was not very young, so they thought that no matter how strong Ji Zheng was, he would not be that strong.

Just launch a sneak attack, kill people and steal the treasure.

Of course, if you make an error in judgment, you’ll die.

Even with his appearance, he is not young. There are indeed too many evildoers among the immortal cultivators. He has achieved the innate level at the age of fourteen and cannot suppress anyone.

Ji Zheng shook his head and ignored Sanweifeng. Instead, he looked at the bodies of the remaining people from Heifengzhai.

He had already taken away all the treasures from these people, so Ji Zheng did not continue to treat them harshly.

He waved his hand and turned up a piece of soil to cover them up as a place to collect the bodies and give them a place to rest.

Immediately, Ji Zheng took out a small boat and said thoughtfully: "Sanwei, you will drive the flying boat."

He's too slow.

The incident today in Black Wind Village where people were killed by the immortal boat was a warning to him. He thought that in a remote place, there would be no one to ambush them and no mortals would be injured by mistake.

But the immortals thought the same, so when they were on the road they would stop in remote places to avoid committing serious sins.

So theoretically it was impossible for him to be killed in the same bomb crater again, but Ji Zheng was still frightened.

I don't want to encounter this kind of death for no reason again. It's just luck and it doesn't make sense.

Swish!

Sanweifeng obediently urged the flying boat, and Ji Zheng stood on it. In an instant, he turned into a stream of light and disappeared in the distance.

Only the mountains and woods around here are left.

Some hidden Purple Mansion monks emerged with fear in their eyes.

The realm of Tao.

Such a monster actually appeared in their remote place. Killing the Purple Mansion Demon King was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

They looked at each other and could see fear in each other's eyes. Fortunately, the Demon King was not so cunning.

I took this risk for them.

……

In the air, Sanweifeng was urging the flying boat to fly. His Yuanli was at the perfect level of Purple Mansion, and his speed was very fast, much faster than Ji Zheng.

So it didn't take long.

A prosperous city appeared in the distance. It was not Anchan City, but it was also famous in the vicinity. It was called Dili City.

Ji Zheng planned to fly along the prosperous areas next time, although there would be a lot of trouble as he would have to deal with local tribal forces.

But at least it can prevent immortals from being killed on the road for no reason.

"And this black book is even stranger than I thought. It's actually a method for refining weapons?"