The two fell into a mountain stream.

In the meantime, the stream is gurgling, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The rich spiritual energy is coming to your nostrils. It is indeed a paradise in the cave. Pei Feng doesn't believe it if there are no treasures here.

Next is the most critical moment, and this is where Pei Feng needs to study carefully. How to find the mineral deposits.

Zhufeng took out a "Xunlong Ruler" refined by the Qi Sect. He chanted the spell and the Xunlong Ruler slowly turned.

The arrow of the Xunlong Ruler finally settled in one direction.

"Here."

The two of them followed the Xunlong Ruler on foot for about a quarter of an hour and entered a dense forest.

Suddenly, the Xunlong Ruler began to spin rapidly. Zhufeng suddenly stopped. Directly in front of the two of them was a sparkling small lake. The water was crystal clear to the bottom.

"It should be right here." Zhufeng pointed to the lake.

"Could it be that there are mineral crystals at the bottom of this lake?"

"Judging from the speed of the dragon-hunting ruler's rotation, there should be a heavy treasure underneath."

The two of them looked at each other with joy in their eyes. They had only been out for a day and they had already achieved such a big harvest.

"Let's go to the bottom of the lake and have a look."

After Zhufeng finished speaking, he jumped into the lake first.

Although Pei Feng understands that Chongbao is often surrounded by huge dangers. But Zhufeng, a golden elixir monk, is so brave, and he himself cannot be looked down upon by other Qi Sect monks. He instantly activated the protective aura and followed Zhufeng

Jump into the lake.

The lake water was cold, making him feel the slightest chill.

The small lake was not deep, so the two of them quickly dived to the bottom of the lake. Following the guidance of the Xunlong Ruler, the two of them effortlessly found a seven-foot-wide hole at the bottom of the lake.

The biting cold came from the bottom of the cave, and Pei Feng couldn't help but shiver. He felt that the cold here was even worse than that of Xuanbing Lake!

No, this feeling is not cold, it is clearly a warning of his premonition of crisis.

"Zhufeng! You can't go down this hole."

Zhufeng stared into Pei Feng's eyes and smiled lightly, "Master Feng, if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs!"

After Zhufeng finished speaking, he plunged into the cave.

"Zhufeng! Danger!"

Pei Feng shouted twice, and Zhu Feng had already sunk.

Pei Feng did not regret coming out with him. He thought that the sect leader was about to leave seclusion, and Zhufeng was eager to make a contribution. But little did he know that the biting coldness was enough to prove that the place below must be a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

Seeing that Zhufeng's figure had completely disappeared under the cave, Pei Feng gritted his teeth and jumped in.

The cave seemed to have no end going down. He didn't know how long he had been diving before he landed.

The space at the bottom of the cave is not very large. You can see the whole place clearly at a glance. Not a drop of lake water has entered the cave, which is very magical.

But inside this cave, he couldn't feel Zhufeng's breath.

"Chasing the wind, chasing the wind?"

Suddenly, countless spiritual stones around him and the criss-crossing formations under his feet lit up at the same time, illuminating the cave instantly.

With Pei Feng's knowledge, he could immediately recognize that this was a killing formation. And he was already surrounded by this killing formation.

A strong sense of death enveloped his whole body in an instant.

A man in black robes also appeared when the cave was lit up. He had a handsome face and stared at Pei Feng with a playful expression.

"Who are you?"

The man in black robe said slowly: "Pei Feng, after Qian Qing, he was the second man to climb the Forbidden Mountain. Qian Qing planned a plan for three thousand years, but it was ruined by a little person like you. Qian Qing died unjustly."

As soon as these words came out, Pei Feng's heartbeat skipped a beat for an instant. Great fear arose in his heart.

He couldn't see through this person's cultivation, and he had never met this person before. But the other party actually knew him very well.

"Who exactly are you?"

"The Demon Sect, Evil Lord, is also the one who killed you."

"Evil Lord?"

Pei Feng was not unfamiliar with this name. He knew that this person had participated in the battle on the top. But he had never met him. Not long ago, Zhu Feng also said that this person destroyed his city.

"Chasing the Wind?"

Pei Feng had goosebumps all over his body. His pupils suddenly shrank.

"Chasing the Wind!"

It was Zhufeng who led him step by step into this trap.

"How can it be?"

"Yes. How could the great hero who pierced the immortal weapon on the top of Blue Rock Peak die at the hands of an unknown little person?"

A ferocious-looking young man appeared from behind the black-robed monk.

"Why? Zhufeng, why!"

"Zhu Feng?" The young man sneered. "Do you know why I named myself Zhu Feng? It is you Pei Feng that I am chasing. I will fight with you until death. Pei Feng, today you have no wings to fly. I have been waiting for this day."

I’ve been waiting for eleven years.”

At this moment, Pei Feng knew that his day was in danger.

Right now, he was in a killing array. A great monk had murderous intentions towards him. In this small space, even if his body came in person, he would not be able to escape, let alone a clone with few trump cards.

Thinking of this, he calmed down. Since this clone cannot be saved, he must at least find out who the enemy is so that he can take revenge in the future.

"Then who are you?"

"Great hero, I wonder if you still remember an inconspicuous outer disciple of Maya Palace, Song Xingyun!"

"You, you are Song Xingyun! You are a despicable villain. How have I, Pei Feng, ever had any grudge against you? But you have repeatedly harmed me and wanted to take my life."

No wonder Pei Feng was defenseless against Zhu Feng. Even if he found out Zhu Feng's true identity, he still couldn't figure out why this Wuji Sect senior brother had to put himself to death.

"Pei Feng, I will definitely let you die clearly today. Otherwise, when you get to hell, you won't know who to go to to apologize. Do you ever remember the acquired warrior you killed outside Qingzhou City eleven years ago?

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"Outside Qingzhou City!"

This address allowed Pei Feng to know who the acquired warrior Song Xinyun mentioned was.

He had only killed one person in Qingzhou City. Moreover, that was the first person he had ever killed in his life. How could he forget it.

"Are you talking about the old slave who stole the inner elixir?"

Song Xinyun sneered. "Yes, you don't even know his name. In your eyes, he is just an inconspicuous acquired warrior. But the ants in your eyes also have names and surnames. I will tell you today that you killed him

His name is Song Yi. He is my adoptive father. How can I not avenge the murder of my father?"

Pei Feng sighed, the cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant.

The mortal man he accidentally beat to death had indeed planted evil consequences. Today, eleven years later, the evil consequences finally came.

"I see."

Instead, a smile appeared on Pei Feng's face.

Although Song Xingyun is bad, he is also a person who values ​​​​loyalty. In order to avenge a slave in his hometown, he has been deliberately looking for opportunities for so many years. It is not easy for a golden elixir monk to endure to such an extent!

Even if he loses this clone today, he still has the right to atone for his sins. After all, he killed his adoptive father first. He can't blame others for seeking revenge.

For people like Song Xingyun, he couldn't feel hatred because he could see his own shadow in the other person.

How he hoped that one day he could lead those enemies who had exterminated the clan into a trap and kill them one by one. That would be so satisfying.
Chapter completed!