Heifeng Village is indeed the first-class sect in the Yunlong Mountains. The interior of Heifeng Palace is luxuriously decorated, splendid and extravagant.

After Chen Feng walked in, he felt contempt in his heart: "They are indeed robbers and bandits. Although the decoration is very luxurious, it is extremely vulgar. They are simply like an uneducated nouveau riche. Relatively speaking, although the Biluo Peak Heart Cultivation Palace is extremely simple, But it needs to be a bit more upscale.

However, soon, Chen Feng no longer had the intention to observe the decorations, and his eyes were very vaguely aimed at the group of people sitting at the top of the Black Wind Hall.

"The Master of Biluo Peak said that there were only five Nascent Soul stage masters in Black Wind Village. Why are there eight in this hall, including three masters of the Nascent Soul stage?" Chen Feng felt the excitement of the top few. Strength, I thought in my mind: "It seems that every sect has hidden strength. I wonder what the situation of Xianyun Sect is like,"

At this time, Chen Feng and the guard disciples had arrived in front of the eight large boxes.

"You guys, quickly carry these eight large boxes to the treasure house. Remember to be careful. If they bump into each other, be careful of your family members' heads." A strong old man arrogantly faced Chen Feng and a dozen other refiners. The Qi period disciple ordered.

In Chen Feng's eyes, this old man's strength is at the late stage of the Golden Core, and he is qualified to stay in the Black Wind Palace. He is obviously also a figure in the Black Wind Village.

Everyone nodded solemnly, and the two men carried a large box and quietly exited the hall.

When all the Qi-training disciples had gone out, the old man winked at the guard who had led the way. The guard understood, bowed respectfully to the old man, and followed him out.

More than a dozen Qi Refining Stage disciples were walking in the Black Wind Stronghold carrying eight large boxes. Whenever a patrolling disciple saw them, they would run away as if seeing the plague.

Chen Feng was walking in the middle of the team carrying a box. The companion carrying the box with him was a short young man with a thin body and only the strength of the fifth level of Qi training.

"Brother, what are we going to do? Why are everyone looking so sad?" Chen Feng asked his companions in a low voice.

The short young man looked at Chen Feng in surprise, but the surprise was overwhelmed by the boundless sadness: "You must be new here,"

Chen Feng nodded and did not deny that it was indeed his first time to come to Black Wind Village, so he should be considered a newcomer.

"Seeing that you are only at the third level of Qi training, I know you are new here," the short young man smiled bitterly: "But, you are unlucky. You encountered this kind of thing when you came here."

As if he was very interested in Chen Feng, the short young man's eyes swept over Chen Feng's face from time to time, and there seemed to be a strange emotion in his eyes.

"Isn't it just to move some things? You seem to be scared," Chen Feng pretended not to understand anything and even touched his head.

The short young man smiled bitterly, but he knew everything: "Yes, I did move some things, but they were moved to the treasure house. Everyone knows the location of the treasure house, but what is in the treasure house is not known to us disciples. , if we move these things in, Heifeng Village will definitely kill us and silence us,"

"I see, no wonder everyone is so heartbroken," Chen Feng nodded, understanding in his heart: "Heifeng Village wants to silence them, how could they, those in the Qi Refining Stage, escape?"

Chen Feng inadvertently glanced at the area not far behind him and saw the guard disciple from before following them from a distance. He would probably be the one to carry out the extermination work later.

"Ah, I don't want to go, I don't want to die," suddenly, a disciple at the ninth level of qi training ran back like crazy and knelt down in front of the guarding disciple: "Uncle, just give me two days. Just wait until you break through to the Condensation Stage, please change someone else, please change someone else,"

The guarding disciple looked coldly at the kowtowing disciple in front of him, and said with a smile: "Okay, I promise you, I will replace you with someone else."

"Really?" The ninth-level Qi-training disciple was extremely happy. Before he could express his gratitude, his vision went black and his whole head was smashed into pieces by the guarding disciples.

"If you die, I will replace you with someone else," the guarding disciple said in a cold tone. He raised his head, looked at a group of disciples patrolling not far away, and casually nodded to someone: "You, that's you, give me come over,"

The person who was pointed out seemed to be possessed and desperately tried to escape, but was quickly subdued by his companions and pressed against the guarding disciple.

"This is a cannibalistic sect. If you don't help subdue this person, someone else may become the next chosen one," the short young man sighed and said, "I have experienced this before. This is also retribution,"

The man was forcibly pulled into the transport team, and everyone was on the road again. This time, no one dared to escape. Everyone was extremely honest. For them now, every extra minute of life is a kind of happiness.

Finally, they came to an ancient well.

The entrance of the ancient well is quite large, and it is more than enough for two or three people to enter side by side. On the soil outside the well mouth, there are vaguely exposed white bones. You can imagine what kind of slaughterhouse this place must have been.

Everyone stopped by the well and looked at the dark well mouth. A chill came into their hearts: if they entered this well, their lives would come to an end.

"Why are you still standing there? Lift them all down," the guard disciple walked up with a stern face, murderous intent in his eyes, and the powerful pressure of the Foundation Establishment Stage was pressing down on everyone.

"Brothers, get down," one person gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted loudly. This sound was like the end song of life, like the rest of his life. With his loud shout, he and his companions carried the He jumped down with the box in hand and disappeared into the dark mouth of the well in the blink of an eye.

When the others saw it, they also carried the boxes in with desperate expressions. In a blink of an eye, only the guard disciple was left standing alone outside the well mouth, with a sneer on his face, looking at the well mouth not knowing what he was thinking. .

…

It was very dark down the well, but everyone was in the Qi Refining Stage and could vaguely see some of the surroundings. However, some people still took out fire sticks and lit the torches and other things they carried with them.

The weak firelight seemed to give everyone a kind of spiritual comfort, making them feel at ease inexplicably.

There is a cave at the bottom of the well. It is a huge cave. It is dark in the depths and it is unknown where it leads. Under the light of the fire, the surrounding scenes are clearly revealed in front of everyone's eyes.

Countless spiritual stones were piled into large piles, and the spiritual energy emanating from the spiritual stones made everyone intoxicated.

"Everyone, we are all miserable people. It is fate that we are all here now. I have thought about it. As long as we don't go out, the person outside will not dare to come in and kill us. Otherwise, after seeing the scene in the cave, he will He will also be silenced," one person suddenly said, it was the first person who entered the bottom of the well.

"Now, live as long as you can," everyone understood what he was thinking. Since they knew that they would die, they should postpone the death for a while.

But at this moment, a deep flute sound came from outside the well and faintly penetrated into the depths of the cave.

"roar--"
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