Next to Lanqing Pond, Yan Feng stood here, his long gray hair fluttering gently with the flow of water, looking at the dragon eggs floating on the plate above the pool, the blue, blue and white three-color light surrounded like a streamer. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Inside, pregnant is the body of the little dragon girl.

The small horn on Yan Feng's shoulders, his two little feet dangling, his head down and biting his fingernails, his feet hooking Yan Feng's long hair from time to time.

Stay next to this pool for about a stick of incense.

Then Yan Feng turned into a gray and white sword rainbow and rose into the sky, heading straight for the outside of the Dragon Palace.

Among the many palaces in the Dragon Palace, at the top of one palace, Ao Zhan looked at Yan Feng who turned into Changhong and left, and then looked at the direction of Lan Qingchi, and sighed.

Above the East China Sea, the waves occasionally burst into bursts, and at this time, the sun was shining, and only a bang was heard, and a figure broke through the water directly and volleyed above the sea.

One person, dressed in a white robe, with long gray hair reflecting in the sun, and a bloody streak on the left eye.

Yan Feng raised his hand to cover his eyes slightly, he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and he felt a little dazzling for a while, and then he didn't delay, turned into a gray and white sword rainbow and went straight to Maoshan Mountain.

At the speed of the severe wind, from the East China Sea to Maoshan Mountain, it adds up to a matter of hours, and an hour later, the nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain have come into view.

Unconsciously, Yan Feng spread the power of exploration, enveloping the entire Maoshan Mountain.

At this moment, at the moment when Yan Feng's divine consciousness enveloped the entire Maoshan Mountain, the sword eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, his face changed greatly, and his figure dissipated in this sky in an instant, turning into sword light and heading straight for Maoshan place.

Jian Hong, falling in a house, the yard is quiet, only a big locust tree, under the warm spring breeze, the leaves move with the wind, making a sound of the wind.

looked at the Taishi chair under the locust tree and the untouched tea set on the stone platform next to it.

Yan Feng's eyes instantly became fierce.

At the same time, the small horn on his shoulder jumped off Yan Feng's body, walked around the courtyard, as if he was probing something, and then jumped on Yan Feng's shoulder and whispered in Yan Feng's ear.

"Three Demons and Demons"

Xiaojiao can control his mind, accompanied by the same powerful perception power, just now he walked around this courtyard, and he found out the general situation.

"That guy really didn't die"

Yan Feng's hand was held tightly, Fang Mu had told him that Yun Yue had become a ghost immortal.

Fang Mu is his mentor, he has taught him by word and deed since he was a mortal, and he has saved himself countless times and saved Xue'er from danger.

His Absolute Emperor Sword was given to himself, and his cultivation was also given to himself, and he treated himself as if he were his own son

And in his heart, Yan Feng also regarded Fang Mu as his closest relative.

That kindness, in my life, I can't repay it

I thought that with Fang Mu's cultivation dispersed, he just wanted to keep his master away from these rights and wrongs, and be a hermit of idle clouds and wild cranes.

But now

A killing intent dissipated on Yan Feng's body, and instantly spread to the entire Maoshan Mountain, the originally gorgeous sky, with the spread of Yan Feng's killing intent, was actually surging at this moment, and the thick clouds covered the high sun that was originally hanging in the sky.

The entire nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain, the wind, began to howl

In a small courtyard in Maoshan, there is a woman, wearing a long water blue dress, with a peerless cold and glamorous appearance, and by her side, there is this pretty girl, Xiaoyan.

Just as Yan Feng's killing intent spread, Jiao Ling'e frowned.

"Palace Master, this killing intent is"

"Let's go check it out. Then, the figures of the two directly turned into Changhong and headed towards the place of murderous thoughts.

At the same time, Yan Yuyan, who was teaching a group of young disciples how to gather their qi and concentrate in the mountain gate, was stunned when this killing intent struck.

"Brother" followed by ecstasy: "It's brother, brother is back"

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sp; Throwing down the Taoist book in his hand, he went directly out of this transmission hall, and stunned this group of new disciples, thinking that the teacher would take this lesson or not

I didn't say that the class was over

There are also Yan Ran, Si Nanlie, Zhu Jiumo, and all the elders in Maoshan who have reached the spiritual void level and above, all of whom are aware of the killing intent.

rushed to Fang Mu's house.

Yan Feng had a monstrous killing intent in his eyes, and the locust tree and leaves in the yard fell one after another under this killing intent.

The entire sky was already almost dark

Yan Feng's supreme power has been able to reach the early stage of the true realm, and in a fit of anger, it triggers the nine peaks of Maoshan Mountain, and the heavens and the earth change color

At this moment, from all directions, forty or fifty people rushed to the mansion in Changhong, and they all saw the man in the center of the courtyard.

The white robe was draped over his body, carrying a sword, his long gray-white hair was flying wantonly under this murderous intent, and on his shoulders, he was sitting like a little guy who looked like a human being.

"Brother"

Yan Yuyan just wanted to step forward, but he was grabbed by Jiao Ling's hand, shook his head, and Yan Ran on the side also watched silently, not not without saying it, but knowing that Yan Feng at this time would not listen to anyone's words.

Si Nanlie, Zhu Jiumo, Xue Wuxian, all the elders, are like this.

Yan Feng, step by step, walked to the side of the Taishi chair, looked at the teacup on the round stone platform, the tea inside, after a long time, it was already cold.

"Master"

Yan Feng's eyes were slightly red, and his master had no cultivation anymore, and he was arrested, so he could only be at the mercy of others

The hand holding the teacup, although it was not straining, the teacup suddenly shattered.

Yan Feng turned around and looked directly at Si Nanlie, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Sinan, tell me. ”

The voice, with an infinite sense of slaughter.

"Uncle Junior, you have to be calm, this matter is a big matter, don't be reckless. Sinan Lie didn't immediately say where Fang Mu went.

"Tell me. Yan Feng didn't pay attention to it at all, and it was still this sentence.

Si Nanlie's brows furrowed.

"Brother, don't be like this, Master, his old man"

Before he finished speaking, Si Nanlie patted Yuyan's shoulder, shook his head, stepped forward, and walked to Yan Feng's side.

The two looked at each other, and Si Nanlie could see that at this moment, Yan Feng, the killing intent in his heart had gathered to an extreme, if he didn't tell him again, he would look for it himself.

"The person who took away Shi Bozu is the Yin Yang Ghost City. ”

As soon as the voice came out, in an instant, on Yan Feng's body, a sky-high killing intent spread, endless wind raged, and the entire big locust tree, nearly half of the green leaves, flew down, covering the entire house.

In the land of the Nine Peaks, all the birds and finches are screaming, and the beasts are running around

Those Maoshan elders, including Zhu Jiumo and Xue Wuxian, were all cultivators who were terrified in their eyes, and they obviously looked like they were the Nine Palaces, but with this extremely powerful aura, it was unimaginable that this was a Nine Palace Cultivator

Even Yan Yuyan was equally surprised, in her memory, her brother was not so powerful.

The only thing that is not surprised is Kyaukling and Yan Ran.

They are all people who know Yan Feng's life experience in the previous life, and they have already expected Yan Feng's strength.

It's just that at this moment, the two daughters are frowning, and Yan Feng's long hair is furrowed, and there is a faint dead air on her body.

"I see. ”

Listening to Si Nanlie's words, Yan Feng's voice was extremely cold, and his figure instantly turned into gray sword light and rose into the sky.

"Small"

As soon as Si Nanlie's hand was stretched out, Yan Feng was gone, he originally wanted to tell Yan Feng that Qin Xiaobao had already gone to the ghost market first.