Chapter 146: Group fight against Taoist miscreants
Gang fights among Taoist bastards
But the Tribulation-Transcending Golden Pill is not a popular commodity. You can take as much as you want. You must always maintain a sense of mystery. If you want to regain the prestige of Chinese martial arts in the past, you can't rely on yourself alone. You must rely on a force.
For big forces, no matter what the current situation is, as long as it is beneficial to you, you can make as many friends as you can, and the most favors you can pay back gradually in the future.
The meaning of everything the Dark Dragon Chamber of Commerce has done is very obvious! Are you interested in the resources in my hands? The Tribulation-Transcending Golden Pill is just a trivial matter. When you are unable to stop, it will be the time for me to close the net.
Murong Feng once again took out a Qiankun Talisman, which was a one-time item. He threw it directly in front of the old man and said: "Senior, this is the Qiankun Talisman. It can teleport to a distance of ten thousand miles. Yi can teleport to fixed points. I think
I don’t know what the senior’s intention is to exchange this talisman of heaven and earth and the golden elixir for overcoming the tribulation for the iron-mixed rod of the powerful Bull Demon King.”
"What, the teleportation talisman is still teleporting thousands of miles, just in exchange for the mixed iron rod. Although the mixed iron rod is a thing of the great saint of the demon clan, its entire body is made of heavy iron. It is just hard and heavy. There is nothing surprising about it.
Yes, you will suffer a lot if you do this! Are you sure you want to do this?" The old man's eyes showed a fiery look, and his stable Taoist heart was shaken. This kid is really weird. Such a rare treasure is like
Throw it out like garbage.
"Senior, it doesn't matter whether you suffer or not, only whether you are willing or unwilling, haha!" Murong Feng just smiled calmly, obviously not taking these two rare treasures in the eyes of masters seriously.
Seeing that Murong Feng had given up his mind, the old man waved his hand and a large black iron rod appeared, which was as thick as the mouth of a bowl and about one foot long. It was ordinary, just an ordinary fire stick. Murong Feng also put the mixed iron rod in casually.
He took the ring and said: "Senior, it's time for me to say goodbye. I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with you in the future."
"Little friend, go on your way." The old man watched the three of them walk out of the Dark Dragon Chamber of Commerce with a kind smile.
Nanhuang City was still prosperous. When Murong Feng and the others walked out of the Chamber of Commerce, almost at the same time, dozens of spiritual thoughts were hovering around the three of them. Murong Feng's face changed drastically, and he snorted heavily.
The purple ax was instantly slashed out, sweeping dozens of spiritual thoughts around the body.
The spiritual thoughts hovering around the three people dispersed in an instant, but at the same time, a few of them were still killed by the purple axe. The purple ax quickly penetrated into Murong Feng's eyebrows, hovering quietly in the space of consciousness, moving forward indomitably, smashing the void.
The emergence of the peerless magic weapon is an illusion of divine will, but in the future it may be able to become a real ax of the soul and destroy all enemies.
"Looking for death." Murong Feng's voice was as cold as ice, echoing in the ears of the cultivator in front of him. The voice contained a trace of murderous intent, making people tremble from the soul.
Feng Ruolan felt the greed of the people around her and said: "Rogue, find an opportunity to leave here. Over time, it will be detrimental to us. You showed your treasure today. You might be ambushed before you leave the city gate."
Murong Feng nodded heavily. He must have spread the news all over Nanhuang City that he possesses the Golden Elixir of Tribulation. What awaits him below is either threats or killings. Now that he is alone, it is best to find opportunities to leave.
, anyway, with the teleportation talisman on his body, he can travel 200,000 miles in an instant. No one can catch up with him, unless he is a strong person at the level of Sanxian.
"Boy, do you want to run away so soon? Let's fight to the death on the duel stage. If you have the guts, come with me." The cultivator from the Shangqing Dao Sect appeared in front of Murong Feng and challenged Murong Feng.
Feng Ruolan hurriedly said: "Forget it, don't be like him, find a chance to leave now! It's not too late to settle the hatred between the three sects of the Taoist sect in the future."
"Forget it if it's someone else, but I saw the three sects of the Taoist sect kill one by one, and thirty masters in the integration stage intercepted and killed the Purple Heart Fairy. How could I not report it? If the news spreads in the future, others will think that
Murong Feng is afraid of the three sects of their Taoist sect. Lan Yatou, you have a teleportation talisman on you. If something goes wrong, just take Brother Mad Lion away and I will find a way to escape." Murong Feng's eyes showed murderous intent, and the long sword in the ring had been drawn out.
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"Okay, I respect your decision. If something goes wrong, get away from me immediately and don't resist. There are masters from the three Taoist sects nearby." Feng Ruolan knew that she could not dissuade Murong Feng at this moment.
You can only follow his wishes.
The master of the Shangqing Dao Sect in front had a smile in his eyes. He turned around and flew towards the duel platform. Murong Feng followed closely. After dozens of miles, he arrived at a huge circular platform.
It has a radius of ten miles, which is unusually open, and the duel stage is full of killing intent. It is obvious that countless cultivators have died here.
On the duel platform, stood thirteen masters of the Shangqing Dao Sect. Qing Yisei's cultivation was in the late stage of distraction. This was simply a planned ambush. It could be said that Murong Feng had no chance of winning. He faced one person alone.
There may be a chance to win, but for a strong person with thirteen distraction periods, death is a must.
When Murong Feng saw such a situation, he opened his mouth and cursed: "I'm sorry for you, you are the bull nose of the Shangqing Dao Sect. You still have the shame to fight in a group. Thirteen great masters in the late stage of distraction are worthy of being the first in the sky."
A powerful force with an upright demeanor from a famous family! Sure enough, he has carried forward the style of the ancestor of your three Taoist sects!"
The previous master of the Shangqing Dao Sect had a gloomy look on his face and shouted: "Murong Feng, you and the three sects of our Taoist sect are in a fight to the death. If it were someone else, I, the Shangqing Dao Sect, would never act like this and suffer such a fate."
Just gossip, but you are different, I will capture you alive and return to Daomen."
"Okay, okay, okay, old bastards from the three sects of the Taoist sect, do you really think that I am easy to bully? Thirteen bullshits are fighting against me alone. Stop talking nonsense. Let's see if you bastards have the ability to defeat me.
Take it back, uncle, haha!" Murong Feng suddenly became very angry, and the purple light on the long sword flowed, making bursts of sword sounds.
"Boss, how could such a thing happen without the participation of me, Old Niu, haha! Boss, you are indeed alive. You have killed many Taoist bastards in the past two years. Today, I happen to be accompanying the boss on his killing spree."
The bull held three large forks and jumped up directly from below.
"Old Niu, why are you here? I was just going to find you. It's great to see you okay. Where is that damn big black dog?" Murong Feng was surprised with a hint of doubt.
"Damn! You brat, I haven't seen you for two years, and you're actually scolding me behind my back. You heartless boy. When have I ever offended you? But today, I won't care about you. I'm going to kill the Taoist bastard."
, how can this emperor be left out?" The fat body of the big black dog rushed directly to the stage, with murderous intent looming in its strange pupils.