"Boom!" A battle axe, only a few feet long, slashed into a tall restaurant hundreds of feet behind Ban Lu, and in the earth-shattering explosion, the five-story sturdy building disappeared in an instant and turned into a piece of flying ash!

Countless monks were completely stunned by this sudden change.

When Ban Lu kidnapped Leng Qingqiu and threatened Lei Dong, many of these monks had already pouted with disdain. Although most of these monks had a request from the Divine Craftsman Sect, and it was a dream to have the opportunity to curry favor with a refining master like Ban Lu, at this time, the vast majority of them had completely dispelled this idea - he was not worthy!

Perhaps, there is no shortage of monks who tend to be inflammatory, and they usually inevitably intrigue and kill, but after all, the fairy world still pays attention to quietness, self-cultivation, honesty and righteousness, and also has a moral bottom line that most people agree with, and Ban Lu did not hesitate to threaten his opponent with the lives of his peers, and what he did has crossed this bottom line! In fact, harming fellow disciples is one of the most despicable behaviors of immortal realm cultivators. This kind of behavior is not much different from Mr. Mo Er's viciousness of betraying friends for glory, and even assassinating friends to kill people and seize treasures!

But the situation they faced was simply too complicated. Ban Lu has a hostage in his hand, obviously a little crazy, and the flying sword in his hand may cut Leng Qingqiu's throat at any time! This situation had never been encountered before, and many monks had begun to consider whether to help the bald young man, or to be a peacemaker between the young man and Ban Lu.

But they never expected that the young man who looked already smiling on his face, just when everyone didn't know what to do, actually burst out in the middle of talking and laughing, and cut off Ban Lu's right arm in one fell swoop, and his body immediately appeared next to Ban Lu like lightning and knocked him to the ground with one palm.

They just watched as the silver light passed between Banlu's right arm and right shoulder, and Banlu's immortal-level muscles and steel-cast iron-like bones did not have any blocking effect on this silver light.

What kind of power is this, what kind of speed is this?

But soon, the monks realized that this was a big problem!

What is this place? This is the important place of the mountain gate of the Divine Craftsman's Gate! For thousands of years, no one has ever dared to deal with the disciples of the Divine Craftsman Sect here!

Who was cut off and fell to the ground without knowing whether he was alive or dead? That was one of the most famous refining masters in the Divine Craftsman Sect for thousands of years!

But now, this refining master, in the important place of the mountain gate of the Divine Craftsman, was cut off by someone with an axe, and there is no possibility of refining weapons from then on, this is undoubtedly a naked humiliation, a hundred times more serious than opening a bow left and right on the face of the Divine Craftsman Gate and pumping a hundred mouths in a row! If this is a grudge against the Divine Craftsman Sect, I am afraid that everyone present will never be able to ask for a magic weapon from the Divine Craftsman Sect in the days to come!

"Let's go!" I don't know who shouted first, and thousands of monks slammed the ground, and the rabbits who jumped up and were hit by arrows fled in a hurry in all directions, and disappeared again in a moment - before the Divine Craftsman Gate had time to identify who was present, it was still too late to run!

"it!" Lei Dong couldn't cry or laugh, he knew why these people ran so fast, even if it was himself, how could he be willing to make such a big deal at the beginning, in the final blow, why didn't he kill Ban Lu but left him with his life? However, there is no need to run so fast, right?

Suddenly, three majestic momentum, from the inner mountain gate of the Divine Craftsman Gate rushed to the sky, towards the thunder overwhelming, the pressure was extremely strong, compared to the previous Mr. Mo Er is not much better, under the superposition of the three momentum, the thunder suddenly felt a buzzing in the divine consciousness, a sharp pain in the sea of knowledge, even breathing is a little difficult, the cold autumn on one side is even more like being struck by lightning, and the body is shaking.

Lei Dong was startled, forcibly endured the discomfort of Zhihai, and his divine sense condensed into three spikes, and stabbed at those momentum.

This is a kung fu that he has faintly realized since he broke through the Yuan Infant Stage in the mortal world, and it is specially used to deal with the opponent's brain and divine sense. As a rookie who didn't know any fairy realm tricks at all, he didn't know how to deal with such a strong pressure at all, so he subconsciously used this kung fu.

"Pap" "Pap" "Pap", three very small sounds sounded in a row, like a small silver needle, piercing three huge balloons one after another, and there was a very small but very violent fluctuation in the air, and the three momentum suddenly collapsed, and the three muffled snorts faintly reached Lei Dong's ears.

With a single blow, the three divine senses stabbed unexpectedly and stabbed through the path of the three's momentum, stabbing like lightning.

"Humph!" A cold snort sounded, and a seemingly nonexistent momentum swept from inside the Divine Craftsman Gate, instantly stopping in front of the three Divine Sense Thorns. This momentum seemed to be very weak, far less powerful than the previous three realms, but when the three Divine Sense Thorns of the Thunderbolt encountered this momentum, it was as if a drop of water had fallen into the vast ocean, and it became invisible in an instant, and then, a dense wall of qi surged towards the thunder, almost pressing the thunder to take a step backwards.

Lei Dong was startled, his chest was straightened, and his feet were forced, and he resisted the pressure with the strength of his whole body.

"Huh?" There seemed to be a voice of surprise from the other side, and then, more and more powerful pressure surged towards the thunder. This pressure is formless and substantial, and it does not have that earth-shattering effect, but it is dense and endless, like a calm ocean, endless and tenacious, but with a powerful force that is beyond its strength, making people feel as if falling into the abyss and sea, as if entering the boundless darkness, so helpless and so desperate. Lei Dong launched the Divine Sense Thorn one after another, but each time it was in vain, and it disappeared quietly without even touching the edge of this pressure.

Lei Dong's body shook, all the strength of his body and all the divine consciousness in the sea were mobilized, struggling to resist this pressure, unconsciously, the sweat had been trickling down, and the body was unconsciously bent more and more, turning into a huge bow, but still insisted on neither retreating nor falling.

"Be merciful!" Leng Qingqiu shouted, with a little anxiety in his tone, but also a little surprise.

"Whew", the desperate pressure that shrouded Lei Dong, suddenly dissipated without a trace, Lei Dong's body was light, and he couldn't retract the force he sent out for a while, his feet were empty, and he rushed forward two steps before he stood in front of him, and his heart was shocked: with his divine sense and momentum alone, he almost completely fell into despair, and if he started to move his hands face to face, then he didn't know how many times he had died-who was this person? How can there be such a master in the Divine Craftsman Sect? But why didn't he make a move just now?

Suddenly, Lei Dong keenly noticed that the momentum did not go away, but circled around Leng Qingqiu's body, and then an extremely dissatisfied voice came from the air: "Useless thing!" He ruined himself like this! ”

Leng Qingqiu bowed his body, lowered his head, and didn't refute at all, just kept bowing, and said in his mouth: "Yes, yes, the disciple is useless, and the disciple is ashamed......"

"Humph!" The voice snorted heavily, and the momentum disappeared in an instant, and the entire town suddenly returned to normal, leaving only Lei Dong and Leng Qingqiu standing in place, looking at each other.

"That ...... Who is it? It took a long time for Lei Dong to stabilize his mind and ask.

A strange look flashed in Leng Qingqiu's eyes, and he was silent for a long time before he shook his head and said, "You come with me!" After speaking, he turned around and left, but he didn't answer Lei Dong's question at all, and the depression in his expression disappeared without a trace.

Lei Dong touched his smooth scalp, and his heart was a little inexplicable.

"What do you mean this is?" ――

"Bring it!" Leng Qingqiu stretched out his hand in front of Lei Dong and said lightly. But Lei Dong noticed that although he looked calm on the surface, the slight tremor in the corners of his eyes fully explained the shock in Leng Qingqiu's heart.

"What?" Lei Dong pretended to be confused.

"Of course it's my Xiu'er's letter!" Leng Qingqiu's eyes widened, and he finally looked a little unable to hold back, "I feel that breath through the Qiankun bag, want to lie to me?" Less nonsense, bring it! ”

Thunder and shock, is it so magical?

Just stunned, before he could speak, let alone take out the letter from the Qiankun bag, Leng Qingqiu couldn't hold back any longer, and he quickly changed a few tricks in his hand, and he didn't know what technique he used, a jade slip flew directly into Leng Qingqiu's hand, it was the one that Leng Xiu'er gave to Leng Qingqiu and had been placed in the deepest part of the Qiankun bag without moving.

"it!" Lei Dong was taken aback, this guy, how did he do it? But before he could speak, Leng Qingqiu's entire divine consciousness had already soaked into the jade slip, and the next moment, two tears slowly dripped down his dirty face.

Lei Dong sighed secretly, stopped talking to disturb Leng Qingqiu, and turned to observe the internal facilities of this hut.

It was a small thatched hut with wind on all sides, located in a northwest corner outside the mountain gate of the Shenjiang Gate, and the eyes shone through several large holes, and the moss-covered walls were mottled with eyes.

There was almost no furniture in the room, a table with a large hole in the table, placed on the side by the window, and a stool with only three legs left beside the table, and now, Leng Qingqiu sat on it, silently tearing and reading the letter from her daughter. On the other side, against the wall, there is a straw mat, and there is a futon next to the straw mat, which is supposed to be used for rest and meditation in the cold autumn.

It was hard to imagine that this was actually the residence of a famous disciple of a great sect and the most famous refining genius in the immortal world.

The only thing that surprised Lei Dong was that the house, and the furnishings in the rooms, were so shabby and dilapidated, but they were very clean, almost spotless, far from being as dirty and messy as he had imagined.

Thinking of the eyes that were so bright that he didn't have half of the wine when he was kidnapped by Ban Lu, Lei Dong suddenly felt that he couldn't see through this person, and Leng Qingqiu became the so-called "waste wood", but I am afraid that it is not so simple.

In the small thatched hut, it calmed down for a while, Lei Dong looked at everything in the house with interest, while Leng Qingqiu looked at his daughter's letter silently. For a long time, I don't know how many times I read the letter over and over again, Leng Qingqiu reluctantly put the jade into his arms, slowly raised his head and looked at Lei Dong and said, "Xiu'er...... Is she okay? How did you meet? ”

"She's very good, and the brothers in the division take good care of her!" Lei Dong understood Leng Qingqiu's mood, and knew that even if he asked any questions at this time, he was afraid that he would not be in the mood to answer, so he could only tell Leng Qingqiu about the recent situation of Leng Xiu'er that he had observed, and then roughly talked about the process of getting acquainted with Song Tianxing and Leng Xiu'er.

"Hmph, demons!" Hearing that Leng Xiu'er was actually being chased and killed by the demons, Leng Qingqiu's eyes suddenly burst out with two cold glories, and his tone was full of coldness. After a long time, he slowly looked at Lei Dong and said: "No wonder Xiu'er said that you want to ask me to refine a magic weapon for you, or not, for the sake of you saving Xiu'er's life, say, what do you want?" ”

This sentence is really full of confidence, as if as long as Lei Dong can say it, he can make it. At this moment, he is no longer a waste wood that anyone can step on with two feet, but has become the genius of the famous immortal world in the past! Even Lei Dong couldn't help but be infected by the strong confidence in his words.

To be honest, Lei Dong had never imagined such a situation before entering this house. Although Song Tianxing had said before that he believed that Leng Qingqiu's skills would never disappear, and Lei Dong was also convinced of this, but Lei Dong was busy with physical training along the way, and he couldn't think about what kind of magic weapon he was going to use. In fact, Lei Dong didn't think about getting anything from Leng Qingqiu at all, the biggest purpose of his trip to the Divine Craftsman Gate was to be able to meet Leng Qingqiu and send Leng Xiu'er's jade slip to the other party.

But now, such a great opportunity is in front of him, and Leng Qingqiu is obviously not as rumored by the outside world, and has become a complete waste of firewood, which makes it difficult for Lei Dong all of a sudden.

What kind of magic weapon do you want?

Flying swords? Long knives? Just kidding, with his current state of not knowing any spells, it is better to get such a magic weapon, it is better to go into battle with his bare hands! Or, the 56th Army stabbed into a combat knife? Tiger teeth? Or simply refine-the-battle axe in your hand?

Seeing that Lei Dong didn't speak for a long time, Leng Qingqiu rolled his eyes and said coldly: "What, don't believe me?" Think I can't make what you want? ”

Lei Dong suddenly came back to his senses from his hard thoughts, shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "That's not it, at least among the so many people I have seen who have achieved a career, none of them will suddenly give up halfway and become useless wastewood......"

This sentence obviously scratched Leng Qingqiu's itch, and his eyes lit up all of a sudden. But before he could speak, Lei Dong continued: "However, I haven't figured out what exactly I want, and before that, I still have a few questions that I want to ask, otherwise, I'm afraid I will never know what I want......"

These words made Leng Qingqiu's interest greatly increased, he looked at Lei Dong with interest, nodded and said, "Okay, you ask!" (To be continued.) )