Less than half an hour later, Lin Feng flew all over the battlefield and captured tens of thousands of souls! The storage bags of these fallen monks had all been taken away, but just those that were missed, Lin Feng also
Picked up dozens of them.
After hurriedly sorting these storage bags, Lin Feng was just about to leave. The soul-eating beast that had been sleeping for a long time suddenly woke up at this time. It seemed to sense the strong ghost energy in the battlefield and excitedly wanted to get out of the monster bag.
Zhong Fei escaped.
Lin Feng was so happy that he simply opened the monster bag and let it devour the brains of the dead monks. The soul-eating beast flew around the battlefield like a gust of wind. Every time it passed a place,
You will see it spraying out a green light on the foreheads of the corpses. Before you see any movement from it, the essence of the brain has been sucked into its belly by the green light. A large piece of green light will often shoot at the same time.
several people,
In its ghostly speed, a large number of souls on the battlefield were quickly sucked up like wind and clouds. When it dragged its heavy body back to Lin Feng, Lin Feng looked at its naivety in horror.
I couldn't help but worry that it had absorbed too many souls.
Seeing that the soul-eating beast was about to fall asleep again, Lin Feng quickly put it into the Sumeru Fantasy Ring. The monster bag was too narrow, so he took it off his waist and threw it away.
For the soul-devouring beasts at that time, it might be more comfortable to stay in the Sumeru Fantasy Ring.
As soon as the soul-eating beast entered the Sumeru Fantasy Ring, he fell asleep. From the moment he woke up to the time he sucked up the souls on the battlefield, only an hour passed!
However, ghost monsters are naturally lethargic. It has devoured so many souls and needs a long period of drowsiness to refine them. Maybe when it wakes up again, it may have the possibility of breakthrough or advancement. Lin Feng is like this
Thinking about it, I no longer care about the soul-eating beast, and my spiritual consciousness has withdrawn from the Sumeru Illusion Ring.
Just as he was about to stand up from the pile of dead bones covered with blood and flesh, several "swish, swish, swish, swish" sounds pierced the air. When Lin Feng raised his head and looked again, there were already a dozen monks in the alchemy stage standing in front of him, but they
It was not people from the Yin Demon Sect, but several seniors from the Righteous Alliance. Lin Feng's anxious heart was relieved.
"A disciple of the Qing Dan Sect?" a monk in the Dan Formation stage asked Lin Feng.
Lin Feng quickly said yes, and at the same time bowed and saluted. The monk in the Danjie stage said to Lin Feng: "Give me your identity jade token, and I will confirm your identity."
Lin Feng handed over his identity jade token as instructed. The monk in the Danjie period took it and looked at Lin Feng in surprise, and then said to him: "You are the direct disciple of Taoist Brother Shi Hongye? How could you do that?
A person ends up living in this place?"
Lin Feng's answer was very simple: "I originally followed my master's orders to stay in the Qingdan Gate branch. After the fall of Muyun City, I escaped by chance. I was in trouble along the way and ended up here. I was about to return to Qingdan Gate to seek asylum."
The monk in the Danjie Stage returned the identity jade token to Lin Feng, then shook his head and said to him: "You can't go back to the Qingdan Sect, not only you can't go back, but also us old guys, and a large number of people who have been
The disciples of the Righteous Alliance who have been dispersed cannot return to the Righteous Alliance camp."
Lin Feng asked in confusion: "What happened? Did we lose the decisive battle here?"
The monk at the stage of pill formation simply said: "This decisive battle resulted in heavy casualties, and the Yin Demon Cult did not gain much benefit, but they have cut off our only way back to the northern camp, and now there are forces from the Yin Demon Cult pursuing us everywhere.
Kill us, only the road leading to the extreme western plateau is safe."
Lin Feng was shocked when he heard this: "The road to the north has been cut off? We can only go to the extreme western plateau?"
The monk in the alchemy stage sighed: "I'm afraid this is the only way to go. There is a lack of spiritual energy in the extreme western plateau, and there is a serious shortage of various materials. Going there is no different from waiting to die. A large number of monks have already rushed there. You should go there as soon as possible.
The forces of the Yin Demon Cult will soon catch up here."
Lin Feng asked again: "How many people were washed away?"
The cultivator in the pill-forming stage dropped a sentence: "The Guangzheng Dao Alliance has tens of thousands of people, and the Counter Dao Alliance, the Loose Cultivator Alliance and various small forces add up to a hundred thousand."
After saying that, more than a dozen monks in the Danjie stage turned into escaping light and soared into the sky. Lin Feng stood there alone and thought for a long time, and finally murmured: "The Yin Demon Sect's desolate creatures can only avoid its peak light for the time being. Look,
This trip to Mobei will be delayed endlessly for a while."
A few hours later, Lin Feng had arrived at a vast wilderness area. There was raging wind and sand everywhere, and it was boundless. A large number of monks were struggling to move forward against the wind and sand. The flying magical weapons were swaying in mid-air, and their speed was even slower.
surprisingly.
Lin Feng flew alone with his weapon and marched hard in the direction of the crowd. He swallowed a large number of Huiling Pills one by one. After traveling for three months, he had consumed all the Huiling Pills, so he had to
Walk on foot without stopping to fly the magic weapon.
Three more months later, the exhausted Lin Feng finally met a city. This was a small cultivation town established on the eastern border of the Far West Plateau. It was also a symbol of entering the Far West Plateau. It was run by monks who lived here all year round.
It was established spontaneously, with a very small scale and rudimentary facilities.
There are few materials for sale in the small cultivation town, but it is rich in a kind of spiritual wine. Almost 70% of the shops are inns. One spiritual stone can live in it for one night, and you can get a large pot of finely brewed spiritual wine, and
A certain kind of delicious barbecue is smoked with ingredients from monster beasts.
Raw materials are scarce in the Far West, and spirit stones are extremely precious items. Therefore, when trading here, one spirit stone can often buy several things, and bargaining can be seen everywhere.
Lin Feng walked into a post house, handed over a spirit stone, and then hid in his room and meditated. He ran the Dragon Tempering Jue for more than ten rounds before the fatigue of the past few days was gone.
Then he used the soul captured by the fairy net to ripen a large number of elixirs that were refined into elixirs, and then used the Taiyi Qian Huading to refine them all into elixirs. Then he walked out of the room in a happy mood.
I went to the lobby of the post house and sat down.
There were a few people sitting scattered in the hall. The owner was a middle-aged monk in the Foundation Stage. He kept going back and forth among the several diners, serving them tea and water to meet their social needs. When Lin Feng sat over, he had a cup in his hand.
I happened to be free, so I walked up to Lin Feng and asked him what he needed.
Lin Feng saw that his cultivation level was higher than his own, so he politely called him "senior" and then asked him to introduce the general situation of the Far West Plateau. The owner of the foundation building shop then talked to Lin Feng eloquently, and finally took out a map and said that Lin Feng only needed to spend the money
If you buy it with a spirit stone, you can know all the towns and cities in the far west plateau.
Lin Feng gave him a spirit stone, and then got the map and started reading it. The map was engraved on the jade slip. Lin Feng didn't know much about the Far West Plateau at first, so after seeing the drawings on the map, he couldn't help but eat it.
Surprised!
Judging from the map, the vastness of the Far West Plateau is far beyond his imagination! The area here is even larger than the cultivation world in southern Guangdong, but the number of monks living here is much smaller, and the cultivation cities and various markets are even larger.
rare,
But on this vast and sparsely populated plateau, there is a large area of inaccessible wilderness where monsters of all levels appear. It is an ideal place for monks to hunt monster materials, and if you are lucky, you may be able to
Find the most precious treasures of heaven and earth in the world of cultivation.
Lin Feng immersed his consciousness into the jade slip and looked at it for half an hour, and remembered almost every place on the map deeply in his heart. The Far West Plateau is different from the cultivation world in southern Guangdong. The monsters here are rampant, so in most places
case,
The monks all gathered in the city or the big city of cultivation, relying on the power of defensive formations and groups to resist the attacks of powerful monsters. If they wanted to leave the city or the big city of cultivation, most of them would go together.
After going back to the room and resting for several hours, he sorted out the many items in the storage bag and the Sumeru Fantasy Ring. Finally, Lin Feng took out the Thousand-layered Bingjia Cauldron, caressed it fondly for a while, and then handed it into the Sumeru Phantom Ring.
phantom ring,
Then he activated the Devouring Technique of the Immortal Net, decomposed the captured souls into their original spiritual power, and poured it into the main body of the Thousand-layered Bing Armor Thousand Layers Cauldron one by one.
The vast capacity of the thousand-layered cauldron of armor is indeed jaw-dropping. Less than half of the tens of thousands of souls that Lin Feng captured from the battlefield were consumed in an instant! Most of the souls are at the strength of the foundation building stage and the Qi training stage.
, it’s like a drop in the bucket in front of the Thousand-layered Cauldron!
It wasn't until nearly 30% of the soul was consumed that the body of the Thousand-layered Bingjia Cauldron became full. Lin Feng looked at the light of spiritual power it radiated again, and couldn't help but feel a wry smile in his heart. According to its consumption of spiritual power,
No matter how wealthy a monk is, he will go bankrupt after using it a few times!
However, the Thousand-layered Cauldron of Arms is indeed the ultimate among magical weapons. Lin Feng has experienced its powerful power personally. Especially when facing an opponent who is too strong, the Thousand-folded Cauldron of Arms can definitely be used as one against a thousand.
It produces extraordinary power that is even more powerful than magic weapons.
When the sun rose in the east on the second day, Lin Feng walked out of the room in high spirits. At this time, he had changed out of the clothes of a disciple of the Qingdan Sect and put on an ordinary monk's robe, which made him less likely to stand out among the monks.
Easily attracts attention.
Lin Feng walked to the lobby of the post house. Dozens of people had already gathered there. Most of them had just arrived. Like Lin Feng, they were also dispersed by the Yin Demon Cult army and had to migrate from the southern Guangdong cultivation world.
The purpose of gathering here now is to form a team and go to the larger Fangshi or Cultivation City together.
As soon as Lin Feng arrived, he heard some monks discussing.
"I heard that last night near Fengyu City, a large number of monsters rushed out of the Zhaoxia Mountains. Most of the monks who passed by were killed. A few of them were lucky enough to escape. Now their life or death is uncertain."