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Chapter 240 Joining forces

"Brother, what should we do next?" the tall and thin young man asked the middle-aged man in a low voice.

"This man has many magical talismans and magic weapons, so he must have other precious things. Why don't we work together to kill him and get everything he has on him!" the middle-aged man replied in a low voice with a cold expression.

"This man has profound cultivation. I'm worried that even if we work together, we won't be able to match him." The short, fat, strong man whispered with a worried look on his face.

"I cast the God Concentration **, and you two are responsible for supporting me. I don't believe that a monk at the peak level of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment can compete with a peak level of early alchemy, and two monks of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. Just with that heaven-level talisman

It's worth our risk, and there won't be another purple bead like the one he used just now." The middle-aged man whispered back in an eerie voice.

"That's fine, it all depends on my senior brother's orders." The tall and thin young man and the short, fat man whispered one after another.

Feng Fan ignored the three foundation-building monks below, but used his spiritual consciousness to sense it and galloped away somewhere in Qinglong Mountain. The middle-aged man glanced at Feng Fan's retreating back and whispered: "I guess

That boy is going to save the girl named Ah Feng. He can't go far. Let's solve the problem here first, and then join forces to kill the boy." The short, fat and strong man and the tall and thin young man agreed one after another.

"Chief Feng, that kid has killed many important figures in the Qinglong Gang just now. We will take action once in a while, kill some of the opponent's people, and then persuade them to surrender. You will handle the rest." The middle-aged man glanced at Feng.

Youdao said in a deep voice.

"Thank you so much, Master Immortal." After seeing the methods of the two Immortal Masters in the air just now, Feng Youdao respected the display even more. After hearing the middle-aged man's words, he immediately said with sincerity and fear.

The three people soared into the air, and then waved their hands. Countless fireballs appeared in front of the three people. As the three people raised their hands, those fireballs flew towards the Qinglong Gang disciples. Each fireball suddenly split into several in the air, and the sky was covered with fire shadows towards Qinglong.

Help all the disciples.

Countless screams of terror filled the surroundings, and all the disciples of the Qinglong Gang showed their weapons to resist the fire shadows in the sky. No matter what weapon the fireball came into contact with, it would quickly melt. Then countless screams came one after another, and hundreds of disciples of the Qinglong Gang were killed or injured.

"Everyone in the Qinglong Gang, listen, we have invited three immortal masters. If you surrender immediately and submit to my family, your lives will be saved, otherwise you will all be executed." I saw that the three immortal masters killed hundreds of them in one move.

Among the others, Feng Youdao was extremely excited and shouted loudly.

"I surrender, spare my life..." The disciples of the Qinglong Gang on the opposite side were already stunned by the formation. Anyone who dared to resist threw away their weapons and kept shouting.

"We can leave now." Seeing that the scene was completely controlled by the Feng family, the middle-aged man said to the short, fat man and the tall and thin young man, and then used his spiritual sense to sense the direction of Feng Fan.

The first one turned into a ray of light and galloped away, followed by a tall, thin young man and a short, fat man.

"Send us off to the three immortal masters." Seeing the three monks leaving, Feng Youdao immediately shouted with a respectful expression.

Feng Fan relied on the aura left on the bronze mirror that had been with A Feng for many years to sense that A Feng was somewhere on the top of Qinglong Mountain. As the light escaped, Feng Fan felt that the aura was getting closer and closer.

Looking down, a huge wooden house came into Feng Fan's sight. Feeling A Feng's breath coming from the wooden house, Feng Fan stopped and slowly landed in front of the wooden house.

Feng Fan was about to walk into the wooden house when his expression suddenly changed slightly. Looking back and looking into the distance, he saw three rays of light speeding towards him. Feng Fan frowned when he sensed that these were the three cultivators from the previous opponents of the Qinglong Gang.

, it seems that these three people are plotting against him.

After a while, the escaping light in the sky stopped in the air, and the three monks hesitated for a moment before falling down one after another. "Why did you follow me here?" Feng Fan showed a sneer on his face, staring at the middle-aged man who led him.

, asked with hostility.

"Just now, we saw that you have so many treasures on your body. The three of us were a little envious. If you can offer all the treasures on your body with both hands, we will not make it difficult for you." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Hey, since you think you have a long life, I will give you a ride." Feng Fan said with a cold expression.

"Looking for death, you, a monk at the peak level of the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, dare to be so arrogant, then you can't blame us." As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he immediately recited a low incantation.

Hearing this familiar spell, Feng Fan immediately understood that his opponent was using the God Converging **. It seemed that the fight between himself and Yin Qingyun just now had put the three monks on guard, so he used the Concentrating God ** as soon as he took action.

**, raise his cultivation level to the peak level of early elixir transformation, and then kill himself.

Feng Fan flipped his right hand with a sarcastic expression, and a small black flag appeared in his hand. An astonishing evil energy swarmed out, causing the expressions of the three monks opposite to change slightly.

Feng Fan waved the magic flag, and the small flags rose wildly. As the small flags danced, a fierce aura swarmed out. Immediately, a sinister wind blew up around him, and the sky and the earth changed color.

"This is..." These immortal cultivators knew nothing about the Demonic Flags. Although they were surprised and suspicious of the Demonic Flags, they did not know what kind of treasure it was. The middle-aged man gathered the gods and became a

, the cultivation level immediately rose to the peak level of the early stage of elixir transformation.

"Boy, no matter what treasure you have, you can die!" As a ferocious smile appeared on his face, the middle-aged man turned his right hand, and a short knife appeared in his hand.

Quickly pouring his true energy into it, the middle-aged man waved his right hand, and the short knife shot towards Feng Fan with a fierce killing intent. In order to kill with one blow, the middle-aged man used all his strength.

Feng Fan waved the Brutal Ghost Flag, and a Brutal Ghost at the late stage of alchemy appeared in front of him. The humanoid puppet waved its right arm, and a long sword with golden light slashed at the dagger that was coming.

A crisp sound was heard, and the ultimate magic weapon of the short sword was cut off from the middle. Two fragments flew out one after another and fell to the ground far away, making two crashes like a death knell.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the three monks on the opposite side completely froze. The top-quality magic weapon issued by the monk who was at the peak level in the early stage of alchemy was actually cut off by the golden sword in the hand of the "monk" summoned from the black magic flag of his opponent.

When the three of them felt the powerful aura emanating from the humanoid puppet, they immediately understood that they had encountered a "monk" at the peak level of the late stage of alchemy, and that the monk was using a magic weapon.

"Let's go!" the middle-aged man shouted in horror, and then fled first. The short, fat and strong man and the tall and thin young man flew away without hesitation.

There was a sneer on Feng Fan's face, and he waved the magic flag in his hand. Two other violent ghosts at the peak level of the late stage of alchemy suddenly appeared, and the three violent ghosts chased away at a faster speed, and soon stopped the three of them.

, the three violent ghosts just launched one attack each and killed all three of them. Under Feng Fan's control, the three violent ghosts returned with the souls of the three and the storage bags.

After collecting the souls of the three people, everything in the three storage bags, and the violent ghosts, Feng Fan slowly walked into the wooden house.

A young woman was curled up on the bed. The woman had a beautiful face and was wearing a pink gauze dress as thin as a cicada's wings. Her slightly plump body was looming in the underwear that wrapped her private parts. Seeing Feng Fan walk in, the woman's

There was an inexplicable trace of fear in his eyes.

"You are Afeng, I am here to take you back to see Uncle Jin." Feng Fan glanced at the woman opposite and said calmly.

"Who are you? How do you know my father?" After hearing the three words "Uncle Jin", Ah Feng asked with a slightly calm expression.

"Your father is kind to me, so I am here to save you. Yin Qingyun and more than a hundred of his men have been killed by me. Please follow me and leave immediately." Feng Fan said impatiently.

"My benefactor, wait a moment." Ah Feng quickly got out of bed, put on a suit of clothes, and took a few jade boxes. Then she smiled at Feng Fan and said softly: "My benefactor, I have packed it."

As soon as Feng Fan stretched out his right hand, Ah Feng was immediately restrained by a huge force and came to Feng Fan involuntarily. Feng Fan then flew out with Ah Feng.

"My benefactor is really an immortal master!" Ah Feng said with surprise as he looked at the fast-moving scenery below.

Feng Fan didn't say a word and flew directly to Uncle Jin's house with Afeng. After Uncle Jin's family thanked them profusely, Feng Fan said goodbye to them and quickly left Lanzhou.

Returning to the world of cultivation, Feng Fan found a secluded place and set up the Five Elements Xuanmeng Formation. Feng Fan first took out the talisman he got from Yin Qingyun, and saw a bone shield pattern sealed on it.

Feeling the astonishing true energy fluctuations and the powerful spiritual power emanating from the bone shield, Feng Fan was a little surprised. It seemed that the heaven-level talisman was indeed extremely strong, and the purple jade divine bead was not even injured at all after it exploded.

Heaven-level talismans are made of the skin of high-level monsters. This skin is extremely strong. In addition, the level of mid-level heaven-level talismans is higher than that of magic weapons, so they can survive the attacks of magic weapons without any damage.

Feng Fan pondered for a moment and began to copy the talisman of Huansheng. A few days later, after consuming a huge amount of crystal jade, Feng Fan finally copied the talisman of Huansheng into dozens of pieces.

Arriving outside the formation, Feng Fan took out a bone shield heaven-level talisman. As the true energy was quickly injected into it, the talisman slowly lit up. After a very short time, the talisman disappeared and Feng Fan appeared in front of him.

A huge white bone shield appeared. A strange aura burst out from it, and the shield emitted white light.

Feng Fan retreated sharply. When he was tens of feet away from the bone shield, he raised his right hand and a purple jade divine bead shot out.

The moment the purple jade divine bead flew in front of the shield, Feng Fan used his spiritual consciousness to detonate it. A huge sound came out, and the huge force generated by the explosion of the purple jade divine bead directly caused a huge pit to appear on the ground.

Feng Fan looked at the bone shield and saw that the shield had shrunk to half of its original size and was much darker in color, but it was not destroyed. Feng Fan was overjoyed. It seemed that the heaven-level talisman was really powerful. This kind of shield talisman should at least be heaven-level.

Intermediate defensive talisman.


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