However, Lan Feng's idea was to take them to harm the Netherworld Ghost Sect. Both of them were the supreme masters and their combat power was not worse than that of themselves.
"I will leave the sect in two days. I don't know what you two have plans." Lan Feng asked straight to the point.
"Brother Lan, this is what I meant to send off the guests." Zhang Qian pursed her lips and said squintedly.
"You can say that, after I leave, you two can't leave them to cause trouble in the sect." Lan Feng smiled and said, "They have become familiar with Zhang Qian these days, and Lan Feng is not very polite to speak.
"Damn, my mother is a scoundrel. Who did I harm? With you, a pervert, the girls of Xuantian Sect admire you one by one, and I don't even look at me." Changsun Wudi shouted unjustly.
Lan Feng and Zhang Qian looked at it, rolled their eyes directly, and turned their heads aside.
"Brother Lan, I'm going out, I don't know where I'm going?" Zhang Qian asked suddenly.
Lanfeng smiled and told everything he had learned from Wu Ya and Feng.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Qian's expression suddenly changed. She looked back at Lanfeng and saw that the other party was not saying falsehood, so she fell into a terrible meditation.
Changsun Wudi just frowned. He was deeply aware of the essence of Buddhism. All things are as fate, and he does not force any gains or losses. He did not force any restrictions from the ancient tribe when he left the ancient world. "Brother Lan told us about this. It's not that simple, but he wanted to pull me into the water." Zhang Qian came back to her senses after thinking about it, and half-closed her beautiful eyes to look at Lan Feng. She was a smart person. She knew Lan Feng's thoughts.
Lan Feng had nothing to dodge, and said with a smile, "I wonder if you two are willing to follow Lan Feng into the Purgatory Bone Mountain of the Nether Ghost Sect."
"Brother Lan. You should know that the madman from the ancient Demon clan is here. With him, you can't get any benefits by breaking into the Purgatory Bone Mountain of the Nether Ghost Sect. This is undoubtedly a dragon and tiger den, and there is no return." Zhang Qian said.
"Old Na is here to go home. Wherever he needs Lao Na, he will go wherever he needs Lao Na." Changsun Wudi pretended to be a charlatan and said hypocritically.
Lan Feng threw the other party out with one kick, looked back at Zhang Qian, "That's it. Lan doesn't force it. Just let the fairy ask, but after I leave, you can't stay in Xuantian Sect. You should know this."
"Brother Lan seems to have looked down on the little girl." Zhang Qianying smiled. "It's just that you are trying to be a coolie like this. Should you give me some benefits?"
"Oh, I don't know what the fairy wants?" Lan Feng felt it interesting and asked with a smile. "What are the benefits you said?" Zhang Qian narrowed her eyes and smiled, but she didn't know what she wanted. Lan Feng understood what she meant and nodded. "As long as you, the ancient Zhang clan, did not do anything to sorry to Lan, I will think you are myself. In this world, one more friend will have more paths, don't you think?"
"Okay, I, Zhang Qian, will follow you and make a breakthrough. In the gap between this great world, although I, Zhang Qian, is a woman, but I will not seem timid and stop moving forward." Zhang Qian said, patting her very plump breasts very coolly.
"This is how you welcome the fairy. I think you will be proud of your choice today in the future." Lan Feng laughed.
Two days later, Lan Feng and the other two jumped across the air under the eyes of Huotian Zhenren. According to Huotian Zhenren's intention, they wanted to arrange a supreme emperor to go with Lan Feng, but Lan Feng smiled and refused.
The Great Wilderness of the Western Desert, which is close to the four wilderness areas outside the Ten Prefectures, has been attacked by the smoke from the Western Desert for many years, making Youzhou extremely desolate, often tens of thousands of miles away without a single figure.
On the edge of the rolling yellow sand desert, there is a mountain made of piles of corpses, known as Bone Mountain. When the Netherworld Ghost Sect chose this place to become their purgatory land, Bone Mountain was formed by corpses overnight.
Blood that rolls into a river often flows out of the mountain, but this blood flows into the yellow sand quickly and is covered up by the rolling yellow sand in the desert.
This has been like this for many years, and this rolling yellow sand has stood tall in the mountains of bones, covering the sky-soothing evil spirit, and the yellow sand has become even more gloomy.
Today, Purgatory Bone Mountain welcomed a person from the ancient tribe, who made the supreme people of Purgatory Bone Mountain extremely nervous.
"Is that all?" After sucking the essence and blood of living people in the Purgatory Bone Mountain, this man comfortably lay on the chair of the Grand Master refined by human bones, listening to the failure of a supreme old man to attack the demon court and the countrymen, and said in a feminine voice.
"Yes...yes, little master." The supreme old man said timidly, obviously very nervous.
"Then you go to die with my brother." Mo Yunzong stretched out his hand and became infinitely longer, and grabbed the head of the supreme old man. Suddenly, the supreme old man trembled violently, his face showing a look of fear, but he had no ability to resist at all. His whole life was sucked by Mo Yunzong as visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a person.
After sucking the essence and blood of a person's supreme, Mo Yun Zong felt much more comfortable. He also stood up from the Grand Master's chair, and his blue eyes swept past the supreme.
After being swept away by Mo Yunzong, these supreme masters suddenly felt their bodies become cold in an instant, as if they fell into an eternal ice abyss.
"Am I that scared? You all looked so scared." Mo Yun Zong smiled and said, "It's just a Xuantian Sect, it can't be a season. But in the Purgatory Bone Mountain, you're arresting all the important figures or leaders of all the ten major Taoist sects."
"The Lord of Wanhua Valley, Bing Rumeng, the Lord of Wuchen Island, Yichenzi, the Lord of Tianxing Sect, Hong Tiansheng, and the Lord of Zixiao Palace, Taoist Yun Xiao, are all in our hands. As long as we are given some time, we can refine them into puppets and control the sect where they are located. As for other sects, they only catch some elders and guardians..." After Mo Yunzong asked this, the corpse refiner stood up and bent down and said.
"Bing Rumeng? Haha... It seems like a delicate beauty?" Mo Yunzong's lips added to him, and he showed a beastly smile.
While Mo Yunzong and his group were discussing how to refine these people into puppets as soon as possible, Purgatory Bone Mountain welcomed Lan Feng, Zhang Qian and Changsun Wudi.
According to the memories left by Wu Ya and Feng, Lan Feng and the other two could easily find this evil spirit and the purgatory bone mountain with yellow sand rolling yellow sand, and quietly walked into the purgatory bone mountain.
There are two cliffs and seven places in Purgatory Bone Mountain. The seven places are the Netherworld Ghost Sect’s cultivation cave. The Blood Soul Cliff among the two cliffs is a bloody place where Netherworld Ghost Sect refines corpses and becomes puppets. There are often blood flowing into rivers and blood qi surging in the sky.
However, the purpose of Lan Feng and the other two came here is Ghost Face Cliff, where the heads of various sects captured by the Nether Ghost Sect or elders and guardians were imprisoned. The supreme powerhouse suppressed here is the last dangerous place.
"Bring the Taoist Yunxiao." A gloomy voice suddenly sounded at this time, and the sound returned to this gloomy ghost-faced cliff, making the ghost-faced cliff even more cold.
"Nether Ghost Sect, if you harm all martial arts practitioners in this way, you will definitely suffer..." A Taoist Bone Fairy Feng Taoist was crushed out of the cage by two supreme powerhouses.
"Fairy Rumeng, Brother Yichen and Brother Hong..., I, Taoist Yunxiao, left first..." Taoist Yunxiao was crushed by the supreme emperors of the Nether Ghost Sect, and when he saw a fellow Taoist, he said hello, and he felt like the wind was gloomy as soon as the hero left.
A supreme dressed in black clothes and blood appeared from the ghost face cliff in a rolling black air. The man carried a bloody battle knife and rushed to the Yunxiao Taoist man, and stabbed him to death in front of everyone.
The black-clothed Supreme Master with Blood was carrying a ghost bone knife, stabbing the Supreme treasure body and shattering the soul. The Taoist Yunxiao could not stop it at all.
"Take it down." After killing Taoist Yunxiao, the black-clad Supreme said, and the two supremes lifted the bloody Taoist Yunxiao down.
After the two supreme emperors raised Yunxiao Taoist, they did not leave directly, but instead swept across all the cages like ghosts, and they always wanted to use a supreme martial artist to abuse them.
After his eyes swept over everyone, he finally fell on Bing Rumeng, the master of Wanhua Valley, the delicate beauty.