The two of them couldn't understand at all. If Qin Cheng dared to threaten him so directly, wouldn't he be afraid that if the news came back, it would completely anger the two young masters?

But Qin Cheng didn't seem to care at all.

"Go away. By the way, take the small gift I gave to your leader."

After speaking, he threw a storage bag to one of them.

Then, Qin Cheng kicked a few times, just like kicking garbage. Several people on the ground were kicked out and fell directly into the forest.

The core area of ​​Morning Mist Forest, within the valley.

In a large area, above the ground, the formation's brilliance flickered, and there were lines of light and shadow condensed above, fighting fiercely with the phantom beasts.

Ying Yuci had already left, and those standing aside were replaced by the prince of the Jiao clan, the genius of Youzhou's Xingchen Palace, and Peng Ao.

They also used the array disk left by Ying Yuci to continue harvesting the phantom beasts here.

As the phantom beast fell, the energy of the Morning Star poured into the bronze rings of the three people, and their rankings on the list continued to improve.

"Sure enough, Ying Ying is not telling lies. Although this formation kills the phantom beasts quickly enough, it also consumes the best spiritual stones very quickly."

After absorbing the Qi of Morning Star, Mr. Long couldn't help but sigh.

The people present were all geniuses from all walks of life, and masters who never lacked cultivation resources. However, facing this array that looked like a gold-swallowing beast, all three of them felt a bit overwhelmed.

"No wonder Ying Yuci isn't worried about us surpassing him. Even if we use up all the top-quality spiritual stones on hand and plunder the spiritual stones carried by our men, we still can't last for seven days." Peng Ao also whispered.

"However, although we are not destined to be number one, Ying Yuci, Li Feng and the three of us can just divide the top five rankings, and no one will suffer." Mr. Lin from Youzhou Xingchen Palace said.

"You two will definitely not suffer any loss, but I am the fifth one. Whenever something goes wrong, I will be the first to suffer." Peng Ao snorted.

"Calm down, that guy named Qin Cheng should be dealt with by fellow Daoist Li. He can't affect us."

"As for the other person on the list, there is a guy named Taoist Duobao. I have never heard of this person. He should be a casual cultivator who has some adventures. As for the others, there is nothing to be afraid of." Young Master Long comforted him.

The list seen by everyone in the Morning Mist Forest is different from the gold list seen by the powerful people in the valley.

The gold list shows the final results, and the list here changes in real time.

"Master, Master!"

At this moment, a series of shouts sounded in the distance, and several figures flew over in a hurry.

These people looked miserable, with bruised noses and swollen faces.

When he landed, his expression could not hide his fear.

"What's going on? Why are you so injured?"

The three of them were shocked when they saw these monks in such a mess.

If you look carefully, aren't these guys the same people who were sent to assist Li Feng in killing Qincheng?

After all, he is a strong man who has transcended the tribulation realm, but now he is beaten like a pig's head.

The leader of the Jiao Clan monk quickly repeated what Qin Cheng had said before.

"Insolent, this guy surnamed Qin is so arrogant that he is lawless!"

After hearing this, the prince of the Jiao tribe was really furious.

"Who is he and dares to threaten us?"

Mr. Lin and Peng Ao also looked livid.

From their point of view, it is natural to deal with Qin Cheng, but it is arrogant for Qin Cheng to dare to threaten them in turn.

Moreover, Qin Cheng provoked the three of them in one go, which was extremely arrogant.

"But gentlemen, this boy is really strong. He suppressed eight of us by himself." The monk quickly reminded.

"By the way, he also gave me a storage bag and asked me to give it to the three young masters."

"Bring it here."

The Jiao clan prince frowned and raised his hand to take the storage bag.

The Jiao Clan monk kept this storage bag on his body and never opened it.

Seeing the Jiao clan prince holding it in his hand, everyone's eyes focused on him.

The storage bag did not leave any soul imprint, and the Jiao clan prince's consciousness easily penetrated into the storage bag.

Then, his expression became extremely wonderful.

First he was stunned, then solemn, and finally full of disbelief and shock.

"What's in this storage bag?"

Seeing that the Jiao clan prince had a strange expression and said nothing, Peng Ao frowned and reached out to take the storage bag.

"Holy crap, what are these!"

But after just one glance, Peng Ao's scalp went numb, and he threw the storage bag out as if his hair was exploding.

In this storage space, there is no such thing as the imaginary sound-transmitting jade slips, but a pile of flesh and blood corpses.

These corpses were piled up like a hill.

At this time, there was a ticking sound, and there was still a small amount of blood left on it.

Moreover, those pieces of flesh seemed to have been crushed by something ruthless, each one was beyond recognition, and their death was extremely miserable.

As the prince of the Peng clan, Peng Ao had never seen dead people, but he never expected that Qin Cheng would put these things in the storage bag given to them.

Young Master Youzhou Lin took it and his expression changed.

"What does Qincheng mean? To scare us?"

"No, these are not ordinary corpses. They are all Yunzhou monks. To be precise, they are the corpses of those guys who followed Li Feng to attack Qincheng before."

"You mean, these people are all dead."

Peng Ao suddenly looked at the Jiao clan prince, his eyes widening.

These guys are all Yunzhou elites, and their cultivation level has declined in the Tribulation Realm. They went to sneak attack Qin City, but they died.

And after a closer look, judging from some of the characteristics of these corpses, the other party was not wrong.

"Tell the truth, you were exploring the outside. Did the monks from both sides start fighting?" The prince of the Jiao tribe looked at the young man from the Jiao tribe.

"No, the monks in Qincheng all stayed where they were during our investigation, and no one left midway." The young man from the Jiao tribe said truthfully.

"No one will enter this green mist anymore, except Qin Cheng."

"hiss!"

The Jiao clan prince's pupils shrank slightly and he took a deep breath.

"Fart, you mean that man named Qin killed more than twenty Yunzhou monks in front of Li Feng? Is Li Feng a waste?" Peng Ao shouted angrily.

"As we can see, there is indeed no one else helping."

The demon monk quickly lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

"Let's go."

The Jiao clan prince waved his hand, and the monks left quickly as if they had received an amnesty.

The expressions of the three of them were quite gloomy.

Being threatened by a casual cultivator who suddenly appeared made the three people who were originally aloof feel uncomfortable.

"Prince Long, Qin Cheng is provoking the three of us. How do you think you should respond?" Peng Ao said.

"How would you two respond?"
Chapter completed!