Revenge With The Power of Monkey King 215 It's time for liquidation!

Yuanshan.

Close to the southern suburbs of Jiangzhou, there is a 100-meter high hill about 30 miles from the real suburbs.

Although it looks like an ordinary mountain on the outside, Qin Feng knows very well that what he is standing on an unexploited spiritual mine.

The spiritual stone contained in it is enough to support thousands of cultivators for centuries.

This is the ancestral property of the Luo family. According to the plan of the Luo family's ancestors, when the family is strong, it will mine the spiritual mine, which will enable the Luo family by going up one flight of stairs to rely on at that time.

Unfortunately, man is not as good as heaven. Before this spiritual mine is mined, the Luos have fallen and withered.

When Luo Haigen died, Luo's family was left with only one person, Luo Qinghan.

In the middle of the mountain, there is a repaired forest. The trees in it are all towering, but they are arranged in an orderly manner.

These trees were planted in the early years when the Luo family ancestors discovered that there were spiritual mines under the Yuanshan Mountain. The time of hundreds of years passed away. The ancestors had passed away. These trees still existed and became the towering.

In the middle of this forest, it is a land of flowers and plants, with a tombstone on one side, on the land of flowers and plants.

Here is the Luo family's ancestral land.

At the moment in the eleventh column of this tombstone, in front of a tombstone.

Qin Feng and Nan Gong Yiren stood there. And in front of the tombstone, Luo Qinghan knelt on the ground and looked at the tombstone gawking, with clear tears in her eyes.

This is the tomb of Luo Haigen.

"If she continues like this, her body will not be able to stand it."

There are worries in the eyes of Nangong Yiren. She has a good heart, although she has never met Luo Qinghan before, she cannot bear to see Luo Qinghan like this in her heart.

"Let her be."

Qin Feng looked at Luo Qinghan who was kneeling in front of the tomb. The wound on her back was much better. After all, the spiritual power of Nangong Yiren was strong enough to support her body.

As for how to get out of the shadow of the death of relatives, it depends on Luo Qinghan herself.

And it is at this time.

"Come on, come on, if the visiting elders find out that we left last night, you and I will both die."

"Blame is on you. Early in the morning, you have to find miss again, you all fuck all night, and you still continue, you are really not afraid of kidney deficiency?! "

"Hey, the woman's bed skill is too good. Gee, you don't know the "stewardess" I ordered. The size E and the wrapped my thing, that is absolutely amazing! "

"Don't talk about it, besides, I want to turn back for a few more minutes. Hurry up. Bro Xiao can't hide it for long. It would be a disaster to be found! "

"......"

Qin Feng's eyebrows slightly wrinkled, his divine knowledge spread all the time in Yuanshan. He could hear the conversation clearly.

"Yiren, take care of her here."

Qin Feng left a sentence, but before the Nangong Yiren said "ok", Qin Feng disappeared in the same place as the wind.

In the dense forest of Yuanshan Mountain, a giant tree with a height of 20 meters, Qin Feng stood on top of this branch. In his cores, a hundred meters ahead, there are two men who look about 35 or 36 years old. They are walking fast.

The clothes are black and purple, and they are embroidered with two words on the cuffs of the clothes of the two men.

'SHU' 'FIVE'.

This is to say that these two people are the fifth branch of Tianshu tong!

There was something happening in Jiangzhou lodge, and Qin Feng was planning to find a day to settle accounts. Speak of the devil, Qin Feng was looking for them.

Like a magic trick, he put an extra cigarette in his hand and tossed it casually. The cigarette landed squarely on the corner of his mouth.

The cigar slowly ignited.

As the figure passed, Qin Feng closely followed the two seven-star disciples.

Twenty minutes later.

The figure of Qin Feng is still hidden in the mountain forest. With his power, unless it is a thorough search by a peak of Jie Dan, it is impossible to discover his existence.

At this moment, Qin Feng stood at the top of the big tree and stared at the sight beyond the distance of a kilometer.

In front of a big tree, there were about 20 people, led by a foundation Friar, who spread round and kept by the other foundation Friar. This foundation cultivator was sitting cross-legged, with his cores closed, and earnestly concentrating his spiritual power.

Under him, there is a black line with a square circle.

Qin Feng looked at it at a glance, these black lines are a matrix pattern!

This cross-legged foundation Friar is sitting on...

The core of the matrix!

His pupil slightly condensed, Qin Feng looked down this group of people to the side, separated by thousands of meters, there is another place, is also a dozen people to protect the core of the matrix, a foundation cultivator, one is cross legs like this on the matrix core, condensing the spiritual force.

And he also found that people who are on the knees are all from Ghost Flag, and the guard is the Seven Stars.

Looking far and wide, as long as it is within the scope that Qin Feng can see clearly, he has seen hundreds of such cores!

It takes so much time and effort to set up so many cores, and its purpose can be known one or two.

When Qin Feng thought about what these cores are used for.

at the same time.

On the border between Liangzhou and Yongzhou, there are Beast Mountain and Poison Prison Valley.

Even during the day, the poison prison valley is hidden under the mountains, and its light is almost completely hidden. The whole valley is still dark.

At the moment, in the center of the black stone building in this valley, there is a stone house, which is the residence of Duan Chong, the first elder of the poison prison valley.

In front of the stone house, there were two Poison Prison Valley disciples who were standing and chatting.

"The elder has been closed to the outside world for a long time, and the valley master has called several times in a row but he keeps ignoring it. It is really strange to hear that the valley master is very unhappy because of this. The elder has always catered to the valley master, and the whole valley knows it and does not know what happened this time."

"SHH, stop that, don't talk about the issues between valley master and the first Elder unless you don't want to keep your head on your neck! "

"Yup, the peak of the Jie Dan... Our little cultivator better to shut the fuck up and obey. "

The first disciple of Poison Prison Valley who spoke just said that, suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of the stone house and found that there was a purple-black mist that diffused a little. It was strange.

"Hey? What is this? "

Just make a sound, the whole body instantly turned purple and black, quickly collapsed and constantly vomit black blood, the other one is the same.

However, in a minute or two, the two completely turned into blood!

There is no time for screams!

This purple and black mist are still spreading out!

In the stone house, there is a secret room.

The entire secret room is full of rich purple and black mist. These poisonous fogs, let alone mortals, even if they are cultivators, below Jie Dan, as long as they take a sip, the end is like the two disciples of the Poison Prison Valley.

Turn into blood, even the soul can not escape!

It contains soul poison!

At the center of the poisonous fog, a pair of eyes were opened. The eyes were glowing with purple and black light and smiling.

Zhou Hong!

It is also the first elder of the Poison Prison Valley, Duan Chong!

"Qin Feng... you just wait, It's time for liquidation!"

Chapter end

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