Qin Fengming raised his head and looked at the group of people who appeared, his eyes suddenly became solemn.
The number of people who appeared was not large, only fifteen. However, these dozen monks all had extraordinary cultivations. In addition to two middle-stage Xuanling monks, there were actually twelve late-stage Xuanling monks.
, the peak state exists.
Among the crowd, there was a handsome middle-aged man wearing colorful clothes.
The person who suddenly made Qin Fengming look serious was this middle-aged monk. Although the aura of this man showed that he was in the late stage of Xuanling, Qin Fengming sensed a strange aura in him.
It is a kind of aura that only Mahayana monks can have. If the spiritual realm is not enough, it will not be recognized at all.
With such an aura, Qin Fengming was immediately convinced that this middle-aged monk was a Mahayana man.
He had asked Chao Mi a long time ago. Although there are two existing Mahayana monks in the Wuyan tribe, one of them has long since ceased to show up in the world of immortality. Only Yunhuo Jian Yunhuo Ancestor has nearly thousands of monks.
Mahayana monks who have appeared in recent years.
Patriarch Yunhuo is an old man with gray hair. The middle-aged man in front of him at this moment is obviously not Patriarch Yunhuo.
It's not the ancestor of Yunhuo, and Chao Miasma doesn't show any strange signs, so naturally it can't be the Mahayana of the Wuyan tribe who has long since disappeared.
This person is definitely not a monk from the Wuyan tribe.
The person who spoke was a tall and thin old man. His face was rosy, but there was something cold about it in his rosy face.
Qin Fengming glanced at everyone present and suddenly felt surprised.
Because among the dozen or so late Xuan Ling and peak cultivators, he did not see Ye En who had escaped and Xu Hong who he had met before.
Xu Hong didn't say anything for the time being, but Ye En's absence made him a little surprised.
He already knew from Chao Mi's mouth that Ye En was the clan leader of the Xuehu Mountain Tribe at this time. As the clan leader, and Ye En was a person involved, but was not present, it was really strange.
Qin Fengming looked at everyone, then turned to look at the restraining array behind them.
Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was convinced that it was not that Ye En had not arrived, but was hiding in the restriction, seeming to be presiding over some kind of powerful magic circle.
Qin Fengming had experienced the restrictions here when he first arrived.
Although he did not investigate carefully at the time, with his keen sense of the restrictions in the formation, he was naturally able to make a judgment. However, looking at those restrictions now, they were completely different from what he had seen before.
This restriction must have been rearranged by the Wuyan monks.
A magic circle that can be controlled by a monk at the top of Xuanling is so powerful that even a monk can judge it.
"The person who spoke this name is Ji Wenbin. He has disappeared a long time ago and was not expected to be alive."
When Chao Mi heard the other party's words, there was no difference in his expression, but he directly explained in his mouth.
Chao Mi himself was a little puzzled. He did not hesitate at this moment and explained to Qin Fengming, pointing out the reality of the person opposite him.
"Senior, do you want to help Xuehu Mountain capture Qin?"
Qin Fengming nodded, and with a movement of his body, he jumped out and walked towards the dozen or so monks who were standing still. He locked his eyes on the middle-aged Mahayana man and said with his hands clasped in fists.
Upon hearing Qin Fengming's sudden words, Chao Mi's originally calm expression immediately changed color.
He looked quickly at the people in front of him, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.
Among the people in front of him, Chao Mi could only recognize three or four people, and he was not familiar with most of the monks. And among the Mahayana monks he had seen, none of them were among the people at this moment.
"Hey, you can actually identify Qiu's cultivation level. I really can't underestimate you. You can escape from the magic circle arranged by Dao Yan. You must have gained some benefits from the restriction. Now Qiu
How about making a deal with you, giving you half of your income, and Qiu will not interfere in your fight with Xuehu Mountain?"
Seeing Qin Fengming looking directly at him, the middle-aged man's face was slightly shocked, and with a slight sigh, he suddenly said such words.
When he said this, the expressions of the dozens of monks standing beside him suddenly changed.
"Senior Qiu, we asked you to come here to catch this unruly person. What you said is really contrary to what you promised."
The skinny old man's expression changed and he said.
This thin old man obviously had a very high status in Xuehu Mountain. At this moment, he did not show any fear when facing a Mahayana man.
"Fellow Daoist Ji, since Qiu promised to wait for you, he will naturally not go back on his word. As for the rest, you don't need to worry about the rest." The middle-aged monk did not speak, but said with a slight movement of his lips.
When Ji Wenbin heard this, his face flickered for a few times and he didn't speak again.
"What the senior said is very reasonable, and Qin completely agrees with it. However, if the senior is willing to capture three or five people around him and give them to Qin, Qin is willing to give 80% of what he got to the senior. In addition, there is a sum of one hundred
Thousands of top-quality spiritual stones are given away to each other, what do you think, senior?"
Qin Fengming's face showed a look of joy, he hugged the middle-aged man with a fist and said easily.
These words were really beyond the expectations of the middle-aged man.
A cultivator at the top of Xuanling could negotiate terms with him so calmly even though he knew his identity. This was something he had never encountered before.
During the 200,000 years since he entered the realm of Mahayana, he has met and heard of many Xuanling peak monks whose strength can be said to be heaven-defying. They can fight with Mahayana people for a while. But the final result is that they can only maintain a stalemate for a while. As long as Mahayana
No one can truly surpass a Mahayana monk when he exerts his best efforts.
It can be said that not to mention the Xuanling Peak monk defeating a Mahayana, even if he can escape from a Mahayana, it is extremely rare.
At this time, in the Hutou Mountain, the opponent, a mere Xuanling Peak monk, had already fallen into a life-and-death situation, and yet he dared to talk to him like this. This made the middle-aged man named Qiu really confused.
After hearing what Qin Fengming said, the faces of all the monks who appeared became very ugly. However, everyone just looked at him angrily, and no one said anything more.
Of course, everyone could guess that the millions of top-quality spiritual stones that the young man mentioned were naturally obtained from the secret realm.
"You are very courageous. Qiu doesn't see what you have to rely on. Now you must not know that at this time, the valley is surrounded by hundreds of miles of very powerful restrictions. Those restrictions are not even for Qiu.
Dare to enter it. If you want to survive, your chances are really slim. If Qiu takes action, you have no chance of survival at all. Now, do you have anything to say?"
The middle-aged man named Qiu's expression just flashed, and he immediately spoke again. After speaking, his eyes locked on Qin Fengming, as if he wanted to see something from his expression.
"You...are you Senior Qiu Yueqiu from the Pengyu Realm?"
Before Qin Fengming could reply, Chao Mi behind him suddenly exclaimed and spoke urgently.
"Hahaha, yes, I am none other than Qiu. It seems that you are the one who made the deal with my disciple. A hundred years have passed. I guess you have collected what I need, right?"
Hearing Chao Mi call his name, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed slightly, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face and he said.