Looking at the pity expression in the middle-aged monks' eyes, the nine evil monks looked bad. Isn't this ridiculous to mock them?

"What do you mean? Do you want to fight too?" One of them couldn't help but shout.

"Haha, I'm not afraid of you evil demons, but my purpose here is not to fight with you. If you want to fight, why not make an appointment for a date and we'll have a good fight!"

When the middle-aged monk heard this, he restrained the pity in his eyes and turned to him with a calm face.

"Hmph, if you don't dare to fight, you won't dare to fight. You're talking about these things to me!"

"I am a demon of evil spirits, and no one can match the ability to open my mouth."

The middle-aged monk smiled faintly and said sarcastically.

Seeing that the scene became more intense, Liu Changkong and others spoke to comfort the middle-aged monks on their side.

The remaining few people in the Evil Dao Sect didn't want to cause a big war, so they comforted the cultivators on their side.

Although his emotions calmed down, the middle-aged monk and the evil monk could see a hint of anger in the other party's eyes when he looked at each other.

After a while, a wail sounded in the sky, causing everyone below to change their expressions.

The next moment, a figure quickly fell from the sky and fell heavily in front of nine evil monks.

A headless corpse was embedded heavily into the soil layer of the snow mountain. The clothes on him were the elder of the Ghost Evil Sect who had just flew into the sky with Yan Qingfeng.

Yan Qingfeng was slowly falling from the air at this time, holding the head of the elder of the Ghost Evil Sect in his hand.

He threw the head in his hand at the evil elders, and Yan Qingfeng looked at them with a look of contempt.

"Is anyone else going to fight me?"

With a raised brow, Yan Qingfeng's expression was light and the elders of the nine evil Taoist sects showed horror.

Looking at the corpse of the elders of the Ghost Evil Sect on the ground, the nine elders of the Evil Dao Sect had a gloomy expression on their faces.

He actually killed the elder of the Ghost Evil Sect so quickly. Is it because the opponent is too strong or the elder of the Ghost Evil Sect?

No matter what, if you can crush your opponent with cultivation at the same level, the strength of this elder of Mingyue Sect should not be underestimated.

Suddenly, one of the nine evil Taoist sects shook all over his body, raised his head, and looked at Yan Qingfeng with horror in his eyes.

"Yan, Yan Qingfeng? Are you Yan Qingfeng from Mingyue Sect?"

As soon as the words Yan Qingfeng came out, the other eight elders also shook their bodies and took a step back unconsciously.

"That's right, what, do you have any opinions on me?"

Yan Qingfeng glanced away faintly and stared at the elder of the evil sect who spoke.

"No, no, I have no opinion on you."

When the elder who spoke out, he heard that the other party admitted that he was Yan Qingfeng, he was immediately frightened and lowered his head and took several steps back.

The other elders of the Evil Dao Sect also retreated repeatedly, and cold sweat on their foreheads rolled down.

No matter how they guessed, they never expected that the cold-faced middle-aged man in front of them would be Yan Qingfeng, who was praised as the god of killing by evil Taoism.

At this time, after entering the secret realm, Zhang Yifeng found that the place he teleported was not the same place he saw from the Ice Crystal Gate.

With a slightly frown, Zhang Yifeng looked at everything around him carefully and found that the ice and snow were everywhere here, and everything in front of him was covered with snow.

The coldness came towards him. Fortunately, Zhang Yifeng had a strong physique, so this little wind and frost was not a test for him.

Not yet clear about this secret realm, Zhang Yifeng decided to look at it while walking.

After all, everyone teleported in and was scattered, and this secret realm also had some restrictions on divine thoughts. Zhang Yifeng could only sense a range of 100 meters around him.

The idea of ​​relying on divine thoughts to find teammates can only be temporarily put down. The most urgent thing is to find out whether there are indigenous people in this secret realm.

If a native can be found, Zhang Yifeng's next action will be much simpler.

Moving in the wind and snow all over the sky, the snowflakes falling from the sky will melt when they touch Zhang Yifeng's body.

Zhang Yifeng was walking when he suddenly heard a howl faintly from the distance.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Yifeng instantly set off and rushed toward the location where the howling sound came. No matter what was there, it was worth Zhang Yifeng going to see it.

When he arrived at the place where the sound came, he saw three short figures who were only half of Zhang Yifeng, surrounded by five huge white-haired monsters.

The largest of the five white-haired monsters roared, and the other four white-haired monsters rushed towards the three dwarves.

At the critical moment, Zhang Yifengyun forced the flying sword to retreat four white-haired monsters that pounced on the dwarf.

At the same time, Zhang Yifeng's figure flashed quickly and came to the three dwarves.

Perhaps he felt the sense of oppression from Zhang Yifeng, the leading white-haired monster howled again and turned around and ran away with the four white-haired monsters.

Zhang Yifeng turned his head and saw three dwarves hugging each other, looking at Zhang Yifeng tremblingly.

"Can you understand what I say?"

Zhang Yifeng asked the three dwarves in a low voice, but he didn't expect that the three dwarves could really understand Zhang Yifeng's common phrases in the fairy world.

"Hello, can we understand your words. Are you a messenger of the god?"

Among the three dwarves, one of the older dwarves asked Zhang Yifeng tremblingly.

"God? Are you practicing the divine way here?"

Zhang Yifeng frowned when he heard this. Could it be that the indigenous people here still believe in gods?

"Dear adults, we are not delicious, please don't eat us."

The older dwarf did not understand Zhang Yifeng's meaning, and said to Zhang Yifeng with a trembling voice.

Seeing that he and the dwarf were talking to each other, Zhang Yifeng could only rub his forehead helplessly.

"I think you misunderstood me. I am a human being like you. How could I eat you? But I am indeed not the messenger of the gods you call. I have other purposes for coming here. Do you know where there is something called Xiantu Living Jade here?"

"Immortal, Immortal Earth Living Jade? I only know that the prize for the recent trial conference held in the city seems to be a strange jade. I wonder if it is the immortal earth Living Jade you are looking for?"

Zhang Yifeng's eyes lit up when he heard this. It turned out that there were not only aboriginal people but also a gathering place for indigenous people. This was definitely good news for Zhang Yifeng.

And it seems that the immortal earth living jade is in this group of dwarfs' city.

"Oh? How far is your city from here?"

"Big, sir, our city is so short, we can take you there!"
Chapter completed!