The ink bamboo ridge is in the lake.

The silhouette faces south, and there are many large lakes. One of the "Baiyan Lake" is extremely vast. Its misty waves and magnificent scenery is like a sea. There are many dragons, snakes, and giant turtles in the lake, with rich aquatic products, which can be called a treasure land.

The Mozhuwan is nearly a hundred miles in radius, and its terrain is like a well. The bottom of the ridge is dozens of feet shorter than the lake surface. There is a circle of circular dams around it, thus isolating the lake water.

In the mozhu trough, countless different kinds of ink beads were planted, one by one, one by one, and the ink bamboo was only the thickness of a thumb, nearly a hundred feet high. The bamboo tips were far higher than the surrounding round dam. From a distance, it looked like a bamboo forest growing on a small island, and there was no trace of anyone moving.

Dozens of monasteries are arranged in an orderly manner in the ink bamboo forest. The texture is hard, and the crystal-like bamboo leaves move with the wind, colliding with each other, making a crisp sound like silver bells.

Occasionally, the wind is too strong, and the ink bamboo leaves fall off. The heavy ink bamboo leaves are like flying knives, passing through the air with a subtle sound of breaking through the air. With the sound of "hissing", the bamboo leaves are stuck on the ground. Four or five inches long and narrow bamboo leaves can be half a length into the hard soil as hard as iron.

In this ink bamboo yard, it is difficult for ordinary people to survive. If you accidentally get three or five bamboo leaves, you will be worried about your life.

There are no ordinary people here.

Mo Zhuan is a secret palace in Feng Rong. The maids and guards here are all human and gods, earth gods, and several eunuchs who are in charge of affairs, and even the strength of the gods.

Therefore, you can often see groups of maids walking in the bamboo forest path, and large bamboo leaves fell like heavy rain, piercing on these maids and guards, making a crisp sound of "ding" and splashing large pieces of Mars.

Every certain time, there are always maids who come to collect these fallen leaves of the ink bamboo, and then use secret techniques to make them into flying knives and integrate them into the defensive formation of the ink bamboo.

In an exquisite bamboo building, Pei Feng stood at the window with a gloomy face.

The two women who looked over forty years and were quite beautiful, but had a sarcastic and mean spirit in their bones, each with a slap on their faces. They stood in the distance in disappointment, chattering at Pei Feng in a long and long-winded manner.

"I said, girl, when you arrive at Mozhuwan, even if you are of great wealth, you will still keep your temper? No matter how precious your identity is, can you compare to our master?"

"Often the girls who are sent here are the ones that our master likes. As long as you obey, there are some glory and wealth that you would never dream of!"

"So, follow our advice from the nanny, let's change your clothes obediently... When you get here, you're still wearing a armored and skirt. What's the point?"

"To put it bluntly, you took the White Lotus Jingxin Pill. This is the Dao Baodan used by the White Lotus Palace to punish the banned disciples and let them face the wall and think about the past. Even if you have the means of heaven, you will not be able to use it at all after taking it... Who are you wearing this armor, war skirt, and showing off your power?"

Pei Feng turned around suddenly, and a wisp of black air spurted out of his palm, and slapped at the two noisy nannies.

The two old women shivered for a moment, looked at each other, turned around and left in disappointment.

"Oh, if you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer a loss... When our master comes, you will have a good life with you, a little girl."

"Hmph, how many Zhen-woman-Lie-woman, when you arrive at our Mozhuwan, don't you let your master enjoy it in the end? Hey, let's see how many more days you can be magical."

"However, the gentlemen in the White Lotus Palace are becoming more and more unreliable. Can Bailian Jingxin Pill make mistakes? How could this little girl still have the strength to hit people? If it weren't for the Thousand Mile Cloud Smoke Lock, she would have been flying in the sky!"

The two old women walked away in a nagging manner, not worried that Pei Feng would take the opportunity to escape.

Pei Feng took a breath, frowned, and attached his hands to the window frame.

A trace of black smoke gushed out from her body, as if she could feel a trace of magic power, but a wisp of white light flashed through Pei Feng's eyebrows, and the black air around her suddenly disappeared completely.

With the help of Xiao Liuren's secret demon body, Pei Feng was able to barely exert his cultivation level from the divine realm, so just now two old women were slapped in front of her and were directly slapped by her in the face.

But that's all. Apart from being able to hit people, it is difficult to use any magical and secret technique, and all the magic power seems to have completely disappeared.

Especially...

Pei Feng frowned, and supported the window frame with both hands to jump out of the window. There was nothing on her neck, and a sudden cloud of smoke flashed. A very thin lock appeared on her neck. A huge force came and pulled her back to the bamboo building.

Not only that, a ray of lightning flashed on the lock, causing Pei Feng to flash all over her body. She fell to the ground, curled up, and gritted her teeth and endured silently.

The Thousand Mile Clouds and Smoke Lock, this secret treasure is invisible and silent, and Pei Feng tried his best but could not find any trace of its existence.

But as long as Pei Feng wants to leave this bamboo building, she will immediately be attacked by the Qianli Yunyan Lock.

"Sui Chao..." A gloomy look flashed across Pei Feng's face. She slowly stood up, with her hands behind her back, and circled around the bamboo building.

She was not worried about her safety, nor was she worried about anyone doing anything unfavorable to her.

The ancient demon phoenix inheritance she obtained was a great horror that took it as her mission to destroy the world and the universe.

The destruction of the ancient demon phoenix is ​​not only destruction, but also a sacrifice. It should use the entire world as a sacrifice to the supreme "destruction" in its heart, in exchange for endless power.

Using the destruction of the world as a means, he will rebirth from destruction, so that his "Tao" can reach the supreme perfect state of great perfection, thus transcending to the saint, becoming a more powerful existence and a more perfect life form than the legendary "saint". This is the "Tao" of the ancient demon phoenix.

Such an ancient demon phoenix with great ambitions has several desperate means. No matter what Pei Feng's current cultivation level is, as long as he uses it, he can drag the people around him to die together, and even completely turn a land of billions of miles into nothingness.

If the masters of those two old women dared to stretch their claws at Pei Feng, Pei Feng would not mind dragging him and countless fireflies to death together.

"Wu Tie." Pei Feng murmured the name of the person he was worried about.

"Nothing happens... Then Wu Guo, if they really want it, if they can't bear it, then give it to them?" Pei Feng slapped the square table in front of him to pieces, gritting his teeth and muttering to himself: "Anyway, you can't have something to happen, otherwise, I will find a way to drag all the senior officials of Sui Chao... to bury you with your own burial."

Pei Feng was thinking about the viciousness, and the two old women wiped the powder on their faces, covered the slap marks on their faces, twisted their waists, and walked in with a few maids with peach blossoms and charming and colorful walks.

"Oh, I said, this little lady, why are you so fierce? Do you know how much this table made of million-year blood coral costs? This is a tribute, a tribute... why did you break it?"

The two old women looked at the shattered small square table with horror.

However, there was a deep fear in the eyes of the two of them that this million-year-old blood coral is harder than the Vajra and the ordinary Nine Refining Immortal Soldiers are difficult to break through. They are top-notch treasures in the world.

The two asked themselves that their skulls were not as strong as the blood corals. Compared with this table, their heads were as fragile as dried tofu.

If Pei Feng had just said this to their heads...

The two of them shivered and their faces became very strange.

"But, just let it go, just let it be happy... When our master comes, you will still have this temper and will suffer if you have any trouble."

"I've had a meal, I've had a meal... Look at the delicious wine and food here, oh, how can this be seen outside?"

"Look at this plate of canary tongue, it is made of the tongue of the canary demon who has become a thousand years old... It's just such a small plate of sparrow tongue that can only be made by killing the 800,000-year-old little demon."

"And this plate of agar cream must be from the forest frogs that have been in a thousand years of climate, so that they can collect such a little egg agar, and kill hundreds of sperm forest frogs to have such a plate."

Several maids brought eight dishes and one soup in total. The two old women proudly criticized the preciousness of these dishes, and Pei Feng frowned.

These eight dishes are made of climate, at least some parts of the body of a great demon who has practiced for more than a thousand years.

Eight dishes killed at least four or five thousand thousand thousand thousand climate-old monsters!

Pei Feng didn't think these eight dishes were precious. She only noticed a huge amount of resentment and evil spirit from these dishes.

The ancient demon phoenix is ​​the most sensitive to these negative energy, but Pei Feng even saw a trace of residual soul phantom that had not completely dissipated and swayed around these dishes.

How can such a ghost thing have an appetite?

"It's so conscienceless and inhumane." Pei Feng looked at the two old women and commented on these dishes.

The two old women were stunned, then stomped their feet in anger and spitted their saliva at Pei Feng frantically.

"Ahhhhh, I've never seen such a rude person."

"Do you know how much these dishes are worth? Do you know? Outside, even the lord of a state can't always have such good fortune!"

"These dishes, taken all year round, can nourish the skin, nourish the body, greatly enhance the body's functions, and even trigger certain natural magical powers!"

"What did you say that you are so careless? You, you, your little lady, you are so arrogant, you will not have the best fruits you have in the future!"

Another black air spurted out from Pei Feng. She looked at the two old women who were singing in a cold voice and shouted coldly: "Get out... or die!"

With a "bang", Pei Feng slapped another slap and smashed a chair, which was also made of millions of years of blood coral.

The two old women and a few maids who were so charming about the beauty of the smoke were scared and hurriedly put down the eight dishes and soup, and escaped from the bamboo building in a panic.

Pei Feng looked at the dishes and a pot of wine on the table under the windowsill, and shook his head.

Although these eight dishes and one soup are not allowed to enter the mouth, this pot of wine that is said to be able to greatly enhance the cultivation of magic power cannot be drunk.

This pot of wine, called "Qianhuli", is to capture a thousand tiger demons with cultivation and cultivation, use secret techniques to stimulate their qi and blood, condense the energy and spirit of their bodies into the heart of a tiger, and then pierce the tiger's heart, merge the strongest and most essence of essence into their bodies into the spirit of the wine, and then refine them again with dozens of rare herbs, and then store them for a hundred years.

A thousand tiger demons can only make a tank of "Thousand Tigers". A tank of only a hundred kilograms, and this pot is one kilogram.

This pot of wine is filled with the energy and spirit of the ten thousand-year-old tiger demons... How can this wine be drunk with Pei Feng's nature?

Even if this pot of wine can increase its cultivation for thousands of years out of thin air, Pei Feng cannot speak.

The two old maids wanted Pei Feng to see Feng Rong's wealth and honor, and wanted to use the supreme enjoyment of wealth and honor to seduce Pei Feng, but they really had a wrong idea.

They even got Pei Feng’s identity wrong.

Pei Feng is considered a "prisoner of war", which is completely different from the beauties Feng Rong tried every means to collect!

The round dam, about ten feet above the water surface, is made of silver sand on the seabed for ten thousand years. It is extremely hard and has a strange effect of avoiding water. The round dam is hundreds of miles in circumference and nearly a hundred feet wide on the top. There is thick water mist floating every day, which almost perfectly integrates the round dam and the lake water.

A team of guards with a hundred god-like cultivation were wearing strange armor made of ink bamboo leaves, and walked slowly on the top of the round dam with light steps.

They smiled relaxedly, discussing what dishes they could prepare in the kitchen at night, how many colors of wine and fruits they could have.

Guarding Mozhuban is really a relaxing and beautiful thing in the world.

They are Feng Rong's close confidants. The deep Baiyan Lake, the heartland of Sui Chao, is surrounded by the rich states of Sui Chao, and there is no danger. The guards here are extremely well-fed, but they never need to fight. The daily food, clothing and consumption are the best things in the world.

Even every once in a while, Feng Rong would arrange a group of pretty little ladies to come for these trusted guards to enjoy.

Such a small life is very moisturized and very moisturized!

It was so moist that these human god-level guards, as well as several of them earth gods and god-level leaders, were already fat and fat. In every move, they were like a noble and pampered teacher, who had no previous intellect and vigilance.

Several huge ripples rushed straight from under the lake to Mozhuan, but until these ripples approached the Yuanba, the guards still did not notice it.

There was a sudden loud bang, and huge waves were raised on the surface of Baiyan Lake. Several giant elephants with silver-white all over, four huge fangs rushed out from the bottom of the lake with rolling waves.

These giant elephants were thousands of feet tall. As soon as they rushed out of the water, they suddenly opened their mouths.

A series of black, green, red, and gray demonic auras gushed out from the giant elephant's mouth. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of strange figures emitting a terrifying aura appeared above the Mozhuan.

A tall woman wearing a blood-colored long skirt, a blood-colored half-body armor on the upper body, with a beautiful face, but with a very evil spirit, holding a blood-colored halberd in the hand, stood in the air and pointed hard at Mo Zhuye.

"When you kill, you will not leave any other things... Remember not to miss all jade pendants, documents, letters, etc."

"We only have half a quarter of an hour at most!"

"Hurry up, go in!"

Behind the tall woman, a blood-colored peacock phantom roared to the sky, and the blood-colored peacock suddenly opened its tail, and countless blood-colored eyes shone brightly on the peacock's tail feathers.

The blood-colored light in the sky covered the sky and beat down. A god-level guard leader raised his head and looked at the blood-colored divine light falling like a rainstorm in the sky, exclaiming: "Western Demon Kingdom, the Lord of the Blood Prison Mountain... The Blood Prison Extinction Divine Light!"
Chapter completed!