Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Captive
&Brother, come back......"
Qin Xiaoran bit her lip, her face was pale, she looked at Du Fan, her heart was bitter, and finally her gaze fell on Ye Feng and she spoke softly.
"Senior brother, you are the hope of the sect, come back quickly!"
Xue Yizhi's face was gloomy, and he said coldly, he had no friendship with Du Fan, let alone Du Fan's attainments, all kinds of comparisons, for him, for the empty Sangmen, Ye Feng was very important, at this moment, Du Fan was nothing.
& Senior Brother ......"
He Xue's eyes were sad, and she also spoke, her voice was very low and inaudible.
Wan Baoshan glanced at Ye Feng and Du Fan outside the city wall, his expression was complicated, he didn't speak, and sighed.
In Kong Qing's cold eyes, there was a trace of throbbing, don't overdo it.
These voices actually came in an instant, but Ye Feng ...... But he didn't care about this, he just knew that if he left like this, Du Fan would definitely die.
Because, before the power of the golden pill in the air could make a move, there were several cold rays in the distance shooting towards Du Fan's location, which were spells cast by several disciples of the Ghost Burial Sect, and each one was not something that Du Fan could take.
Ye Feng's figure flashed out like a ghost, and with a wave of his sleeve, a wall of wind formed in an instant, blocking behind Du Fan.
A dense sound of rain hitting bananas came from the wind wall, and all of them were taken by this spell, and Du Fan was unharmed.
Du Fan fell to the ground, looking at Ye Feng's eyes was no longer grateful, but complicated, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother Ye, in fact, you don't have to be so ......"
He knew that as long as Ye Feng walked out of that magic weapon, he would never be able to go back.
......& God help me!" The gray-robed man had already given up, but he never thought that Ye Feng would actually walk out by himself, how did he dislike it, at this time, in the laughter, there was already madness, roaring and echoing in the empty mulberry gate, and the sound shook in all directions.
The large teleportation circle in the distance finally opened, the light was magnificent, and the hum echoed, and hundreds of figures inside blurred and distorted, and finally disappeared.
The disciples of the Kongsang Sect, who had not yet had time to step into the magic circle, were all pale and bloodless, and their eyes showed despair, as if they had lost their souls and were paralyzed on the ground.
The thousand-zhang huge wall that originally surrounded the magic circle collapsed with a roar, and the light and mist filled the air, and finally turned into a mini brick of an inch size, which was put away by the gray-robed man with one hand.
On the ground with a radius of hundreds of feet, there are ruins, desolate and dilapidated, and countless corpses are lying around......
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Two hours later.
Dozens of large chariots flew at high speed in the air, each one was the size of a hundred zhang, and they were controlled by two foundation building powerhouses, and there were many people on them, including disciples of the Burial Ghost Sect and disciples of the Phantom Cloud Sect in gray robes, in addition, they were the captives of the Empty Mulberry Sect.
These people are naturally the invaders who have just come out of the Battle of the Empty Sangmen, but they do not have the power of Jindan, and obviously these are only some of them.
Dozens of chariots, after crossing countless large and small mountains, appeared in front of them was a behemoth city that could not be seen at a glance, Mulberry City.
On a chariot, Du Fan and Ye Feng sat in a corner, both of them carrying a pitch-black bracelet on their hands, and on the bracelet, there was a black light.
This bracelet is the secret magic tool of the Burial Ghost Gate, which is used to block the mana of the person who wears it, and after the person who cultivates the truth wears this bracelet, he can't mention the slightest mana, just like a mortal, it is really mysterious.
There was a package stacked next to Du Fan, which he used to hold the experimental equipment and some spiritual herbs, and somehow, along with the storage magic tools on the two of them, were not confiscated.
At this time, the light in Ye Feng and Du Fan's eyes flickered, obviously they had their own agendas, and they didn't mean to speak for a while.
The two monks who controlled this chariot were deacons of the Burial Ghost Gate in black robes, an old man and a middle-aged man.
& Senior brother, this battle has gained a lot, you and I have made a lot of meritorious contributions, after going back, we will naturally not be able to run away from the reward, maybe the door will also give us this flying magic tool modified from magic weapon fragments. ”
The black-robed middle-aged man suddenly said with his eyes flashing.
& Thinking about it, this flying magic tool is said to be refined by fusing three magic weapon fragments, and with our cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, it is great to have a magic weapon fragment.
Even if you and I make great contributions, it is impossible for the gate to reward us with this dharma tool. When Senior Brother Feng heard this, he glared at the middle-aged man in the black robe, and said angrily.
"Hey, I naturally know about this, but I just think about it, how could I really have such a thought. The black-robed middle-aged man smiled and said nonchalantly.
>> If it's an ordinary flying magic tool, it's not that there is no chance, I heard that there are a lot of cultivation shops in Sangcheng, and there are also seven-star alliances, you and I may be able to gain something here.
Now the four people who conquered the Fire Feather Country have all won a great victory, and they will gather in Sangcheng half a month later, we are the closest to this city, and naturally the first month is near the water. Senior Brother Feng's eyes flashed and he said.
&Wrong, this matter is a big chance for us, in addition to flying magic tools, maybe you can also purchase some pills or materials at a low price, even if you can't use it, you can also earn some spirit stones by going back and selling them.
In the cultivation realm, the price difference between different regions is huge. When the black-robed middle-aged man heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his mind couldn't help but become active.
&Stay away from me!"
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind the two Zhuji deacons, and the two of them couldn't help frowning and looked back.
I saw that in front of Ye Feng and Du Fan, a beautiful woman with a graceful appearance stood there, this woman had a pink face and peach cheeks, as delicate as a flower, but at this time, her jade face was all gloomy, this woman was Xia Rui.
Looking at Ye Feng with an indifferent face, Xia Rui felt bitter in her heart, like a knife cut, biting her lower lip, a mist appeared in her eyes, she couldn't speak, and she looked aggrieved.
I know, you must have been sad because you didn't steal my empty Sangmen treasure, and you were worried that your credit was not great enough, and you wouldn't get a good reward when you went back, didn't you?"
Ye Feng sneered, unceremoniously spoke, and stabbed Xia Rui again.
&Brother, forget it......" Du Fan was a little unbearable and spoke in a low voice.
Brother Du, you were almost killed by her that time!" Ye Feng glared at Du Fan, but he didn't say anything more.
"Senior brother, if I don't do this, our Xia family will be all involved, and the whole clan hopes that I am alone, and I have no choice at all. ”
Xia Rui endured the pain in her heart, and explained that the two lines of tears finally slipped down, but she didn't reach out to wipe them, as if this simple action would take a lot of effort.
& I know what you mean, the lives of your Xia family are important, and the lives of tens of thousands of disciples of our Kongsang Sect are cheap, are you done talking? You can get out after speaking!" Ye Feng's eyes were cold, and his words were cold, like a 10,000-year-old ice cave.
Xia Rui's body trembled when she heard this, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.
Du Fan had no doubt that if Ye Feng's mana was still there, he would kill Xia Rui immediately, and he would never be relentless......
Du Fan sighed, he also had a lot of feelings for Kongsangmen, and the sadness in his heart at this time was no less than that of Ye Feng, but as a modern person, although he couldn't accept war, it was understandable, in fact, there was no one right or wrong about war......
& Senior nephew, why do you have to explain so much to him, although you failed to get the treasure of the Empty Mulberry Gate this time, but this time you were able to break through the Empty Mulberry Gate so smoothly, you have made great contributions, and after you go back, the master of the door will fulfill his promise and preside over the double cultivation ceremony for you and the ghost eye master and nephew.
The qualifications of the ghost eye master and nephew are extremely high, what realm they can reach in the future, even the master of the sect is difficult to predict, if you become a double cultivation partner with him, maybe those of us who are uncles will have to rely on you to take care of it in the future, and you will still care about the empty mulberry sect that has been destroyed!"
At this time, the black-robed middle-aged man had already walked over, suddenly spoke, and said coldly.
It was originally a comforting word, but when it came to Xia Rui's ears, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, her face was once again three points pale, as if transparent, her body trembled violently, and her eyes instantly moved away from Ye Feng's body, not daring to look at him at all.
Hearing the name, Du Fan's heart jumped.
"Senior Sister Xixia, both wealth and wealth, hum!" Ye Feng suddenly sneered, and said in a strange manner.
Xia Rui's body shook, her eyes were scattered, and she laughed miserably, without saying a word, turned around and walked to the other side of the chariot, and sat there silently.
"Crazy, you can talk nonsense about such things!" Senior Brother Feng, who came with him, changed his face and shouted in a deep voice to the black-robed middle-aged man.
The black-robed middle-aged man felt speechless, smiled, said no more, and went back to concentrate on controlling the flying car.
& Feng, your qualifications are also excellent, before this battle, the Phantom Cloud Sect asked you, after the war, Elder Zhou also specially told me to wait for you to be kind to you on the way, this sect attaches so much importance to you, I think it must want to accept you as a core disciple.
The Phantom Cloud Sect is a large-scale sect second to none in Qingzhou, and it is willing to spend effort to cultivate you, such an opportunity is really rare, coupled with your own outstanding talent, although you still only have the cultivation of the Qi refining period, but if you let go of this matter and concentrate on cultivation, the future future is limitless.
Now that the empty mulberry gate has been erased, why should you be persistent, everything should be focused on your own cultivation.
You and I have no direct relationship, the old man said that, you can do it yourself. ”
Senior Brother Feng didn't know what to think, but he said this to Ye Feng, and then glanced at Du Fan thoughtfully, then ignored the two of them and turned to leave.
When I wipe out the Burial Ghost Gate in the future, I can spare your life. Ye Feng's expression was gloomy, he looked at the old man's back, and spoke indifferently.
The black-robed old man's body trembled slightly, but he didn't turn around to say anything, but continued to walk forward.