Outside the west gate of Fengqiao Town, there was a dead silence in the blink of an eye!

Ye Ling put away the two fourth-order spirit beasts and returned to Fengqiao Town with Song Qiong calmly. The two of them dispersed their senses, and they didn't notice a figure anymore, so Ye Ling ordered, "It's time, it's time for us to go." ”

Song Qiong nodded and took out a delicate storage bag: "Please deign to the master, put it in the bag for the time being, and stay for a while." Qiong'er will definitely send the master to the shortest possible time!"

Ye Ling dodged in, and in order to restrain his aura, he cast another water concealment technique, hiding in the dark blue blister, so as to be foolproof, ensuring that the female cultivators of the Fengchi Sect would not see the slightest abnormality.

Song Qiong solemnly put away the storage bag, stepped on the teleportation array on the West Street of Fang City, embedded three spirit stones on the light pillar of the teleportation array, and directly teleported back to the Fengchi Sect!

Song Qiong's shadow disappeared for a long time, and only then did a figure gradually appear on the west street of Fangshi, it was the disciple of the Yuxu Sect who escaped with his life and went back to ventilate the news.

There seems to be no one outside the city gate, they are gone!"

Immediately afterwards, at the door of the Wanbao Pavilion, the figure of Cao Zhen, the proud daughter of the Cao Family's Great Cultivation Immortal Family, appeared, gracefully wearing a bright red cloak, with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Have you seen it clearly? That blue-shirted monk is really a fourth-order spirit beast?"

The disciple of the Imperial Void Sect replied with palpitations: "It can't be wrong! It must be a fourth-order spirit beast, an ice rock beast that can throw ice cubes, a body is too fast, I don't see it clearly, I don't know if it's a fourth-order spirit marten or a spirit mouse, that kind of coercion comparable to the early stage of foundation building, absolutely right!"

came out with them, as well as Han Junhong, the eldest son of the angry Han family. is pointing at the surviving few family servants and scolding, saying that they are all rice buckets, and the people sent out to follow them have suffered heavy casualties, and if they go back, they don't know how to explain to their ancestors!

Cao Zhen frowned, glared at Han Dagongzi, and said in a deep voice: "Han Gongzi is angry, people are not all dead, it is already a great luck!"

Han Junhong shouted: "One man and one woman, they bid for all the third-order superb equipment in the Wanbao Pavilion auction, and they are obviously embarrassing me!

The surviving disciples of the Han family, when they heard that the eldest prince wanted to show their ancestors, their faces were as frightened as earth.

They hurriedly shifted the responsibility to the elite disciples of the Imperial Void Sect opposite, and defended one after another: "It's all the fault of their Imperial Void Sect, in order to compete for those two people, they fought with us, otherwise, how could they have suffered such heavy casualties!"

The monks of the Imperial Void Sect raised their eyebrows and shouted: "Nonsense! It was your Han family who provoked it first, and you are all to blame!"

"Enough!" Cao Zhen's cold voice stopped everyone, and he sneered: "It's already very good that you haven't died cleanly." Those who can carry two fourth-order mutant spirit beasts must be strong people in the foundation building period!"

Everyone's hearts were shaken, and Han Junhong's face also changed drastically.

Han Junhong thought back to the blue-shirted monk wearing a hat, and his divine sense couldn't detect his cultivation, so he felt shuddering: "That's right! He has always mysteriously concealed his cultivation, and he has also purchased a large number of third-order supreme equipment, making us mistakenly think that he is also a late-stage Qi cultivation cultivator. So, he's really a foundation monk, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

"Nine times out of ten! I see that the tall female cultivator of the eighth level of Qi cultivation looks obedient to him, at most he is his concubine. The identity of this blue-shirted monk is revealed!"

Cao Zhen said with great certainty, with a pair of indifferent eyes, looking at the corpses everywhere outside the west gate of Fengqiao Town, with rivers of blood, and then looked at the silent night sky, and muttered: "According to the judgment of Miss Ben, they will definitely not go to the western suburbs outside the city with sword light." Because it is your Han family's territory, he will not be unguarded if he kills the Han family's family. ”

No matter how stupid Han Junhong was, he also guessed a thing or two, and suddenly said: "Oh! Yes, if they don't go to the western suburbs, they must have gone to the five major sects around Fengqiao Town from the teleportation array in the city gate! Could it be that he is the foundation building elder of a certain sect?"

The disciple of the Imperial Void Sect gritted his teeth and said, "It must not be from our Imperial Void Sect! The elders of our sect would wantonly slaughter the juniors of the same sect?"

The disciples of the Han family on the other side also shouted: "It won't be the Yuncang Sect, half of our Han family members are disciples of the Yuncang Sect." ”

Cao Zhen nodded, and said smartly: "It won't be the Fengchi Sect, because the Fengchi Sect has no male cultivators, let alone male elders in the foundation building period!

Han Junhong's expression became solemn, in his eyes, Medicine Valley was a sect of medicine collection and alchemy, and his combat power was not strong, and he had never heard of any elder of Medicine Valley who could have two mutated fourth-order spirit beasts at the same time, and he was directly excluded.

Han Junhong sighed with a bitter face: "The only possibility is the powerful Southern Saint Sect! The blue-shirted monk wearing a hat is most likely an elder of the Southern Saint Sect. ”

Cao Zhen also gasped: "What the hero sees is slightly the same! you and I go back, report to our respective families and sects, and discuss it at that time, and go to the Southern Saint Sect to ask the master for the crime and question their sect leader Tang Xiong!"

Han Junhong only felt that his scalp was numb, Tang Xiong, the sect leader of the Southern Saint Sect, was the strongest person in the foundation building period around Fengqiao Town, and he had the cultivation of the ninth layer of foundation building, but he was afraid that the ancestors might not dare to question others.

But now, in front of Miss Cao, Han Junhong can't lose the face of the family, so he hurriedly echoed it.

After this assumption, the two of them each packed up the remnants of the defeated army and returned to the Xiuxian family and sect, preparing to bear Tang Xiong's monstrous anger.

At this moment, Song Qiong had already teleported back to Fengchi Sect, took off the light veil of the mask, pretended to be nothing, and walked towards the forbidden place of the main gate.

Song Qiong's status among the Qi cultivation disciples of the Fengchi Sect is not low, after all, she is a powerhouse of the eighth layer of Qi training, and she is quite prestigious in the eyes of her junior sister on weekdays, but after staying in the Yunhuan Valley for more than ten days, the indifference of the elders of the Fengchi Sect made her completely chilled.

But in the eyes of the weak female disciples of the outer and inner gates, Song Qiong, as an elite disciple, is still high, and the junior sisters she met along the way all saluted her and greeted her sweetly.

Song Qiong was lukewarm to them, and nodded in response. She is now carrying her master in her storage bag, and she must not miss it, and she must quickly send it to the forbidden place of the sect, the Fengchi Water Prison like an underwater labyrinth. It's a place where few people set foot and it's safer.

"Hehe, where did Sister Qiong come from, why did she come back late at night?"

Song Qiong had just turned around the pavilion near the Fengchi Pond, and met Han Xiang and Senior Sister Fang Liu.

They are both elite female disciples, and the two daughters are both cultivators of the seventh level of Qi cultivation, so of course they dare to laugh with Song Qiong.

Song Qiong was slightly startled when she saw the second daughter, and was stunned for a while, and then she reluctantly smiled: "Uh...... Senior Sister Ben has lost a lot of equipment recently, so she went to the night market in Fengqiao Town and bought a few third-order magic weapons and robes. ”

What she said is also the truth, since the fight with Ye Ling, Song Qiong's previous third-order top-grade equipment has been worn out. Now that the master has rewarded him with spirit stones, and he has won better equipment at the auction of Wanbao Pavilion, he has wondered how beautiful it is.

Fang Liu saw her absent-minded and soulless, and saw her smug on her face. Fang Liu pursed her lips and smiled: "Oh, I know! Sister Qiong is still lying to us, hey, where did you invite a lover?"

Han Xiang was also suspicious, and Fang Liu thought about it crookedly, covered his mouth and smiled: "I think too! When will you lead us to take a look? See which son of the Immortal Cultivation Family and what does he look like? I don't know if he is worthy of our Sister Qiong?"

Song Qiong didn't have time to laugh with them, took a sip, and hurriedly brushed her sleeves away.

"Yo, Sister Qiong is annoyed. Tsk, looks like it's for sure!"

"I guess, Sister Qiong has been chasing after some Medicine Valley Sect disciples these days without success, obviously going to date a lover, and she only came back today. ”

Han Xiang and Fang Liu boldly guessed, and after laughing, they went back to the house.

Song Qiong saw that the second daughter did not follow, and breathed a sigh of relief. Taking advantage of the night, after looking around and no one, Song Qiong quietly disappeared to the edge of the Fengchi Pond, took out a water hidden talisman, and sank into the Fengchi!