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Five hundred and thirteenth chapter made of evocation soil

In the Iron Feng Islands, Liu Feng stood at the door of the shop, nodded and bowed to a group of Qi-training monks in the beast-controlling gate, and was careful.

"Thirty-three can't be missing anymore"

These people are all weapon-refining monks from the Iron Wind Islands, led by an old man. His eyebrows and beard were white, and he pulled the loud voices that people from outside the sea were used to, and he could hear them all on the street. "It can't be missing anymore." The Qi-refining monks behind the old man also echoed with evil spirits, glaring at Liu Feng, his expression as if he had seen a life-and-death enemy.

"Acquaintance with fellow Taoists"

Liu Feng complained in his heart and bowed to the old man in front of him, "According to my plan, you can't use much raw materials and kung fu for refining this sword. Thirty pieces are enough to make money. Just raise one hand and raise the other hand. After all, I want a lot of things."

"It's because of the large amount, we have three less swords than us. How many thousand are we? You outsiders are really cunning and bargaining all the way. Do you think we are stupid? Thirty-three, no longer have fewer."

The old man rolled up his sleeves and pointed to the plaque on his head, "Believe it or not, it annoyed us, smashed your store."

"Smashed" "Smashed"

Everyone immediately came to great enthusiasm and rushed into the store to start, not taking Liu Feng, the foundation-building senior, seriously.

"What are you saying, calm down, everyone calm down"

If the business cannot be reached, the shop will be smashed. Liu Feng was forced to break up. He spread his arms and released the pressure of building a foundation, protecting him at the door.

"Oh, this person dares to do it first"

Some people who were bounced away by spiritual power immediately took the excuse to make a fuss, put their fingers into their mouths and whistled, and suddenly a large group of [Iron Wind Gulls] flew from somewhere, and dived straight towards Liu Feng's standing. Their hard brown beaks had a very sharp front end, mostly equivalent to the foundation-building realm of humans.

"Okay, thirty-three, thirty-three"

Unexpectedly, when negotiating a business, he would be so close to death. Liu Feng was frightened and agreed quickly. As for the reserve price set by Nangong Yanran, he had long forgotten it. He could not lose his life for the sake of business, right?

Another whistle, the iron-wind gulls gave up the attack and suddenly circled back. The long wings flapped a magnificent wind, blowing dust all over the sky, and the robes of the people flew, and Liu Feng finally saved his life. The spiritual birds had great intelligence and fell to their respective masters, imitating their eyes wide open and staring at Liu Feng in front of them.

Liu Feng, a monk from the Beast Control Sect in the Southern Xinjiang, has a lot of people who are brave and ruthless, have a rough and generous personality, and are generally more rules-oriented. But unexpectedly, the group of people in the Tiefeng Islands are completely robbery, and they are forced to buy and sell, and they do whatever they want. No wonder no one is willing to be hired to work here.

"[Anti-Five Elements Iron Wind Sword], according to what we have agreed, we will save the [Sharp] attribute, the two skills attached to the sword, the scabbard, packaging and decoration, and improve the [Sturdy] attribute to Sturdy]. Thirty-three third-level one handle, one thousand and eighty handles, the total price is 35,640 handles. Is that right?" The old man saw Liu Feng surrender and took out the early prepared contract with satisfaction.

"That's right, but you have to find someone when signing the contract." Liu Feng was scared by them. He was not familiar with the place and could only invite a shop owner next door who was sympathetic with him to come to testify. Finally, he got the matter done.

The group of monks took the 10% deposit he paid in advance and divided it on the spot, riding on their own iron wind gulls and scattered.

"I'll admit that I'm unlucky since that person came, the atmosphere here has been a day away."

The shop owner pointed at the sky and kindly advised: "Every business transactions, be careful and careful."

"Oh" Liu Feng knew that he was referring to Zhao Elian, the leader of the Iron Wind Islands. The lord of the late Jindan stage was too far from his identity, so he could only sigh without any power.

At this moment, there was an island covered with black heavy earth in the Iron Wind Islands. Under the cover of a high-level illusion array, a transparent spiral magic array like a giant snake reached the extreme depths of the ground.

"Hahaha, I succeeded, I did it"

At the bottom of the spiral magic array is where the power of heavy earth can almost crush all creatures into powder. Zhao Elian disheveled his hair, jumping wildly inside, and was very excited. In front of him, there was a black magic worm that was strictly prohibited by the Dazhou Academy. This magic worm, which was only a small size that the whole body was tied tightly with silver chains. A tube was inserted into its mouth and was constantly absorbing the water of the magic worm in its body.

The demon water was introduced into a spirit gathering array, mixed with the beast bones that were crushed into powder, and various beast souls. The mixture was then introduced into the heavy soil layer and pressed into a flat shape, and it went back and forth. These layers of mixtures showed different states in the heavy soil according to time, and what Zhao Elian was excited about was the black magic soil taken out from the earliest strata of time.

"【Demon Encouragement Land】I finally made you"

He picked up the demon-calling earth in his hand, rubbed his cheeks gently, his eyes full of greed light, "It's all mine, it's all mine," he said in a dream: "This time, I will never be in the same way as others."

Baishan, a nameless border in the Lion Valley.

Youdao's black shadow suddenly showed his body out of thin air, and he was a masked one-armed man.

He looked at the direction of Xingshi Valley with a serious expression for a long time, and said as if he was talking to himself: "There is a wolf in front and a tiger behind, what if it is?" His voice was old and sharp, quite harsh.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place. According to my experience, as long as you keep your breath and keep a low profile and don't show your cultivation, it is still very likely to hide it." In the shadow behind, another person appeared, and he was masked, but if Qi Xiu was here, you would definitely hear that this was Chu Wuying's voice.

"The damn Confucian scholars have no choice, you can lead the way"

The one-armed old man turned around and looked north, made up his mind to let Chu Wuying lead the way and follow him into the valley.

They still walked the way to the valley when Qi Xiu was in the past. One of them had the escape method and the other could hide in the shadows, and they walked very smoothly.

"Be careful that most ancient beasts have powerful noses. Our hiding method may not be useful." The one-armed old man reminded him worriedly when he saw Chu Wuying walking fast.

"It's okay, I've been here."

Although Chu Wuying said this, his speed still slowed down a little. "By the way, what do you think about Bihu?" he asked suddenly.

"That's such a childish plan to scapegoat, a group of hypocritical guys pretend to believe it, it's just a target of me," replied the one-armed old man.

"But strange..."

Chu Wuying, who was walking through the shadows of mottled trees, slowed down a little again, "If we hadn't participated, why did the organization send me to a place that was not in line with it?"

"Don't be suspicious. I, a Nascent Soul being, was chased like a dog with a broken family, and there was nowhere to stay. If the organization really wanted to do that in Bihu, we would have arranged our retreat long ago."

The one-armed old man stopped Chu Wuying's suspicion. The two followed the route Zhao Yao gave Qi Xiu back then, and soon arrived at the entrance of the canyon where the cloud mane was holding.

"I have no choice but to come here. Should I take the risk to pass through, or find a hiding place on another road?" Chu Wuying asked.

"Uh..." The one-armed old man escaped in an instant and searched the surroundings. He nodded with satisfaction and said, "This place is already very good. No trace of people is found. Let's find a place to settle down first, and then slowly test the way to pass through the territory of the ancient Nascent Soul Beast."

The two of them circled around the Moyunli territory, looking for a place where they could temporarily hide.

Not far away, a new owner had already moved into the cave abandoned by a snake with a faceless face.

A giant Nascent Soul crocodile, which was wearing several layers of bronze heavy armor, was lazily lying on the original countless eternal moss, and now it was clean. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and sniffed with his nose. While sniffing, he also spoke: "One, no two humans, his breath is weak, and there is no Nascent Soul."

It rushed down from the stone platform and drilled into the depths of the cave. Its sharp claws were more flexible than ordinary people's fingers. After a while, it tricked out a small formation. That's not all, it took out a storage bag from the gap in its heavy armor on its chest and poured the spirit stones inside into the formation.

The formation ran silently, and the gravel inside gathered and changed, slowly showing the face of an old man, but it was Di Yuanpu, the beast-controlling sect who was in charge of Qi Xiu and Huo Bai's duel.

"What did you discover in your baby?" Di Yuanpu asked in surprise when he saw it was a giant crocodile.

"The existence of Nascent Soul comes in. Human spiritual power fluctuates very low, but I can smell it, so I will never be wrong." The giant crocodile spoke in an extremely clear manner, with a childish baby sound. Obviously, this is not an ancient beast, but even among spiritual beasts, his intelligence must be considered an extremely high existence.

"What's the old lion's reaction?"

Di Yuanpu urgently asked.

"Uh... I haven't reacted yet. I said that the Nascent Soul's spiritual power fluctuates very low, and it seems to be able to restrain breathing skills."

After the giant crocodile finished speaking, Di Yuanpu immediately showed some surprise, "In other words, the old lion's judgment on invading the Nascent Soul is to look at the fluctuations of spiritual power, and it is easy to be deceived by the breath-catching technique?"

"How could I know this?"

The giant crocodile even showed his impatientness, "Nothing is bad here, there is no delicious food, I don't want to stay here anymore, I want to go back." Its voice actually cried, it seemed that it was a lot of coquettish acts with Di Yuanpu, "I want to eat pig fish." As it said, it drooled down.

"Baby, be good, this time I did a good job. I'll treat you to better when I come back." Di Yuanpu coaxed him for a long time and finally stopped making a fuss. "Don't go out. Just stare at him when you sense it. It doesn't matter if you can't sense it. It's mainly to investigate the movements of the old lion." He finally ordered.

"No, no human book, no, no, no, no contradiction"

In the pure world of mental power, the old lion was unaware of the little movements in his territory, scratching his messy hair hard, constantly flipping through various books and jade slips collected from the adventurer's storage bag.

"This book says that people should make merits, but this book says that people should have no desires or demands."

"This book says that the one named Qi Xiu is unforgivable, but this book is full of fantasy."

"This book says to kill demons and eliminate demons, but this book wants to enslave all spirits."

"And this one, it is said that ancient beasts can be enslaved, and can get cramps and skins to get inner alchemy to make magic weapons. I am also an ancient beast, right? Isn't this going to harm me?"

"What about the other one? It says it doesn't kill creatures, and even an ant can't be stepped on to death."

"It's messy, it's messy"

He raised his head in disarray, but saw Huo Yan's last remnant soul floating and completely dissipated without a trace.

"Why did it go away? It's a coincidence." He murmured, closed his eyes and sensed it for a while, and his expression became vivid again.
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