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Chapter 949 Find the Murderer

The blood of ancient beasts has a counterproductive effect on the blood of low-level beasts.

The flame bird spread its wings and slammed it suddenly, and the fire-attribute beast energy splashed everywhere, like an explosive firework. The bodies of several elders suddenly started to burn, and several elders were acquired peak powerhouses, and even contemporary giants in the innate realm, and soon extinguished the flames with beast energy.

But Wencui Mountain, which was surrounded by them, had already flown to the sky and looked down at the ground like a king.

"Mengmeng, as long as you still remember me, I will be satisfied. I know that from today on, I have hatred with the Shen family and they will not let me go. So, wait for me. One day, I will destroy the Shen family and then go find you."

Killing people only for you, and competitions only for you.

Just remember me, don't ask for too much.

There are too few men who can do this.

After saying this, Wen Cuishan flew away under everyone's gaze.

This is the advantage of flying beast cultivators. Once they obtain wings, they can fly. From now on, the sky is high and the sea is wide, and you will still soar.

Several elders of the foreign tribe could only stand on the ground and watched unwillingly.

"Hurry up, send someone to inform the inner tribe! I'm afraid they don't know the news of Shen Qinghong's death."

The elders still think it is better to notify the inner tribe of this kind as soon as possible.

"Forget it, I'll go there in person!"

The voice of the elder Tianzitang came. He felt that such a serious matter would be so he should take a trip himself.

"Let's go, the weather is about to change."

In the audience, Zhang Yifeng and Meng Nishang met and prepared to leave.

He always felt that something big was about to happen, but it was definitely not Wen Cuishan's incident. In fact, Zhang Yifeng admired Wen Cuishan's character very much. There are too few people with affection and righteousness now.

If possible, Zhang Yifeng hopes that Wen Cuishan will join the bandit army and become his person.

"Brother Zhang, let's leave like this. Wouldn't we two be together? I haven't congratulated you yet."

Zi Huang's voice suddenly came from behind.

Zhang Yifeng turned around, bowed his hand, and said, "Brother Zihuang, I have some urgent matters. The day is long, and I have to drink more than enough time." "What's so anxious?" Zihuang frowned slightly.

Zhang Yifeng said lightly: "It's about life."

"It's about life? It's so serious, so you can go first. But how can I find you in the future?"

Zhang Yifeng thought for a while, then said, "I haven't settled yet, but it won't take long to get it. And it will be famous throughout the Hidden Sect. You are welcome to visit you at that time."

"Okay, I'll wait for this day to come."

"Yeah, goodbye."

Zhang Yifeng bowed his hand and turned around and left with Meng Nishang.

"Third brother, who is this Zhang Yifeng? What is his background? Why is he so powerful?" Zilan asked Zihuang.

Zi Huang said lightly: "I don't know either."

"Ah? You don't know his specific origin, and you still call him brother?"

"Why do you need a real man's origin to get along with each other? Besides, have you never heard that? Why do you have to know each other when we meet? Well, let's go after watching the fun."

At the same time, the ruins of the royal city were where Shen Qingteng died.

Shi Feiyan and her senior brother appeared here.

Shi Feiyan was holding a paper crane in her hand, and the paper crane emitted a faint light.

"Senior Brother Jing, it seems to be nearby." Shi Feiyan spoke lightly.

The man who called Senior Brother Jing nodded and said, "Junior sister, get out of the way, I'll use the secret technique."

"Then I'll have a hard time with my senior brother."

Shi Feiyan nodded lightly, moved her lotus steps lightly, and took a few steps back.

When Brother Jing saw Shi Feiyan retreating, he immediately used his feet to carve a pattern on the ground.

This pattern does not look complicated, but it has a lot of mystery. After the carving was completed, a paper crane appeared in the hand of Senior Brother Jing.

He placed the paper crane in the middle of the formation, then chanted a spell and opened the formation.

"start!"

As the formation was opened, the small paper crane emitted a dazzling light and then flew up in the air.

The paper crane was suspended in the air, and the wings made of paper kept flaming, sprinkling a circle of formation lights.

The next moment, a strange scene appeared, and as the light flowed, light appeared on the ground.

Looking closely, these lights seemed to be confetti that fell on weeds.

These light spots float up and then gather together.

The broken paper confetti was actually reorganized, and after only five minutes, a paper butterfly similar to a flying bird was reshaped.

However, this paper butterfly is not complete, with gaps everywhere, as if it was re-sticked by glue.

If Zhang Yifeng was here, he would find that this paper butterfly was the paper butterfly he destroyed with his nirvana bow.

But now, Brother Jing used the secret technique of the master to collect debris and restore them.

"It's done."

The paper butterfly re-formed, and Brother Jing then removed the formation. The paper butterfly fell into his hands.

He opened the paper butterfly, and there was a line of large characters made of pieces on it.

"Master, senior brother, if I die, the one who kills me will be Zhang Yifeng, Bailongcheng. Please inform my family. The Shen family will avenge me."

This paper butterfly is indeed used to convey messages. Moreover, it uses thoughts as a pen to allow a person to leave a sentence on the paper butterfly before he dies.

Zhang Yifeng was still too careless. He thought it would be fine if he destroyed the paper butterfly, but he didn't expect that this mysterious sect would have such a means.

This method is also very rare in Lingyue Continent and is almost lost.

"Zhang Yifeng..."

Shi Feiyan saw the contents on the paper butterfly and her body trembled slightly.

This name is not unfamiliar to her. A young man subconsciously emerged in her mind. Her intuition told her that this was definitely not the same name.

"Junior sister, what? Do you know Zhang Yifeng?" Senior Brother Jing saw her strangeness.

Shi Feiyan nodded and said, "If my guess is correct, I know him. I have met him twice. Senior brother, since we know that Junior Brother Shen was indeed killed, then we will do it according to the last words he left behind and tell the Shen family about this."

"Okay, with the strength of the Shen family, it's okay to chase someone. Let's go and go to the Shen family."

As soon as Brother Jing finished his words, he and Shi Feiyan disappeared. The speed was so fast that it was shocking.

Shen Family.

As the steward of the royal family, the Shen family has been in power and blessings in the royal city and even the entire hidden gate over the years. Their power and status have made the Shen family lose their true nature, become arrogant and domineering, and do whatever they want. Almost all those who dare to question the authority of the Shen family have been killed. Many people hate the Shen family, but although the Shen family is hated, no one dares to resist.

Within the jurisdiction of the royal city, the Shen family is the master, and any force must give in to the Shen family. After all, the master of the Shen family is the king of the Hidden Sect. The masters of other forces are just the princes.

The identity gap between the king and the prince is naturally huge.
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