Under Du Fan's stunned, Ye Feng walked to a large potted plant, and pulled out an inconspicuous small branch from its soil, about the size of a finger, like a dead branch, on which grew more than a dozen yellowed mini leaves, each only about half an inch.

This is not the end, Ye Feng picked up the soil in the potted plant, and after a while, he dug out an inch-sized dark green worm from it, which resembled a silkworm in shape, but it was different.

I saw that this dark green insect had tentacles on its head and wings, and it was grabbed by Ye Feng in his hand at this time, making a low buzzing sound, as if it was dissatisfied.

&Brother, the second of the three treasures of the empty mulberry gate, can't it be these two things? Du Fan grew his mouth and was stunned.

&Wrong, exactly!" Ye Feng held one in one hand, his face beaming.

& ...... Just put it here so casually?" Du Fan was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief.

> Hey, the most dangerous place is the safest place, who would have thought that these two things would be placed here, if they were hidden in a secret room or a more secret place, it is estimated that Xia Rui's slut has already succeeded by now.

This is what I suggested to the head of the sect at the beginning, but I didn't expect his old man to agree without hesitation. Ye Feng was very satisfied with Du Fan's surprised expression, and said proudly at this time.

Du Fan swallowed his saliva fiercely, his arm suddenly raised, and he gave Ye Feng a thumbs up......

He had to admire Ye Feng's whimsy and the courage of Master He.

> Someone's coming, let's go!"

Ye Feng frowned suddenly, Du Fan was also nervous when he heard this, the two of them didn't take the stairs, kicked open the window, and jumped directly from the window on the second floor.

As soon as Du Fan landed, he saw seven or eight strange cultivators dressed in different clothes, surrounding Guan Jing in it.

Most of these people were in their twenties and thirties, all of them had fierce eyes and cruel faces, and their cultivation was all around the fourth or fifth level of the Qi refining period.

Guan Jing's face was pale at this time, but her eyes were firm and she had no intention of retreating.

>> Die!" Ye Feng snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, and suddenly a large invisible wind pierced through the void and roared forward.

A moment later, countless winds set off a large rain of blood, and before the seven or eight outsiders could even scream, their bodies were pierced by the dense sharp wind, and they collapsed to the ground.

& Senior Brother Xie Ye came to the rescue. When Guan Jing saw this, she was startled at first, then overjoyed, and immediately bowed to Ye Feng.

& For these outsiders, I naturally won't keep my hands, and the official sister doesn't have to be polite.

This place is so remote, there are outsiders coming, it seems that the entire Kongsang Gate has almost fallen, this place is not suitable for a long time, let's hurry to the mountain behind the main peak!" For Guan Jing, Ye Feng's expression eased a lot, and then he changed his words and said suddenly.

>> Let's go. ”

Du Fan nodded, and the three of them made up a divine speed talisman again, and swept away into the distance.

......

In front of the Empty Sangmen Scripture Pavilion, there are more than 100 corpses on the bluestone floor of a hundred zhang size, including both the inner disciples of the Kongsang Gate, as well as outsiders in different costumes, among which there are many corpses with broken arms.

More than twenty female disciples of Cuizhuyuan are fighting fiercely against foreign invaders, and one of them is the senior sister of Cuizhuyuan, Cheng Yu.

At this time, she held a half-zhang iron hammer in her hand, and every time she swung it, she would transform into a large area of pitch-black hammer shadows, smashing an enemy cultivator to pieces, and in a short time, there were dozens of foreign cultivators who fell under her.

However, in the distance, there were still outsiders rushing towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, as if there was a steady stream, which made people despair.

A female disciple of Cuizhuyuan with a delicate face, holding a long whip in her hand, had just broken the head of a burly man, and suddenly became motionless.

If you look closely, you will find that a thin line of blood appeared on the white neck of this woman, and after a while, the head shook and fell to the ground with a "bang", as if it was already in a different place.

A bewitching woman not far away, with a circle of slender white silk wrapped around her arm, suddenly smiled strangely under the flick of her wrist.

When Cheng Yu saw this scene, he immediately let out a terrible roar, his heart was sad and angry, and the dancing speed of the sledgehammer in his hand accelerated again, and at the same time brought out a terrifying sound of breaking the sky.

In an instant, three outsiders fell to the ground, and the strange woman was among them.

After half a cup of tea, an old man in a black robe appeared in front of the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he was a strong man in the foundation building period, and there were hundreds of monks behind this person, most of them were disciples of the Burial Ghost Sect, and there were other cultivators who did not know the way to do so.

&The disciples of the Ghost Sect listened to the order and took away all the exercise books in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion!" As soon as the old man commanded, the disciples of the Ghost Sect behind him poured into the Hidden Scripture Pavilion one after another, with greed and excitement on their expressions.

Others, on the other hand, began to scour the storage bags that lay on the hundreds of corpses lying on the ground.

There was a woman on the ground, with a stout body and a fierce face, but at this time, her whole body was blurred with flesh and blood, one arm and one thigh had disappeared, as if she had become a corpse, and her death was extremely miserable, this woman was Cheng Yu.

......

On the square of several acres in front of the storehouse, there are more than ten people fighting among them, although the number is not large, but they are all strong people who build the foundation, and they are flickering with each other, roaring constantly, and the momentum is terrifying, and the intensity of the battle is far from being comparable to the battle group in the Qi refining period.

Outside the square, there stood twenty or thirty disciples of the Burial Ghost Sect, who stood there, watching indifferently, the corners of their mouths showing cruelty.

After an earth-shattering bang, the battle in the small square was over, and seven or eight corpses lay motionless in pools of blood.

There were six foundation building powerhouses standing there, glancing coldly at the corpses on the ground.

One of them shouted in a deep voice: "What are you still doing in a daze, taking away all the materials in the empty Sangmen warehouse!"

The disciples of the Burial Ghost Sect outside the square suddenly showed excitement and went straight to the door of the warehouse.

& There's a little guy. A strong man who buried the ghost gate sighed lightly, and found the handyman of the inner gate hiding behind a big tree, Wang San.

This foundation-building powerhouse immediately flicked his wrist, and a thick black pillar of light shot out in an instant.

& A terrible scream suddenly rang out.

I saw that a bloody hole suddenly appeared in Wang San's chest, and the heart inside it had disappeared.

Wang San's eyes still had a look of horror remaining, but he lost his brilliance, and after a while, he fell to the ground with a bang, and he was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

......

The Warcraft Park Office, the materials, Warcraft, Magic Crystals and other things in it have long been looted, and there are ruins and broken walls everywhere, and there are hundreds of corpses......

In this time and space, the alchemy room office, the grocery room, the pharmacy and other places where the cultivation resources in the door are stored are all experiencing a similar scene, either desperate struggle, or people are dead and empty......

......

"Brother, be careful!" Ye Feng shouted.

I saw an extremely powerful golden mang, and when it was close to Du Fan's eyebrows, it was shaken open by Ye Feng's wind blade, and a metal-like piercing scream rubbed in the void.

Du Fan's face turned pale in an instant, and cold sweat "brushed" out, and at that moment just now, he was infinitely close to death.

At this time, the long fine iron knife in his hand was only half cut off, and on his right rib, there was a terrifying wound that was deep and visible to the bone, and streams of blood were flowing out of it.

At this time, the mana in Du Fan's body was almost dry, and in the previous tragic battle, whether it was the Water Shadow Sword or the weak water shield, in front of the opponent's large number of high-level disciples, it was like nothing, but instead his mana was greatly damaged and exhausted.

Now in him, the only thing that can have some self-preservation power is the talisman, but in the previous series of bitter battles, he has already consumed seventy-seven-eighty-eight.

As for the invisibility ring he owned, he didn't think about it at all, he didn't think that in this case, the invisibility ring could still play any useful help, if it was used rashly, it might increase the attention of the enemy.

If it weren't for Ye Feng and Guan Jing trying their best to protect him, I'm afraid that on the way here, Du Fan would have been killed thousands of times.

Guan Jing also saw the shocking scene just now, but she really didn't have time to come to the rescue, her eyes were red, but after seeing Ye Feng make a move and Du Fan was fine, the heart she was carrying finally let go.

At the same time, she screamed, with a sinister face, and waved the magic weapon in her hand violently, and a golden blade shot out from it in an instant, cutting a disciple of the Ghost Burial Sect in front of her in two, and then flashed in front of Du Fan quickly.

While Ye Feng's sleeve robe and long sword were wielded, more than ten outsiders fell to the ground, and with a shake of their bodies, they stood with Du Fan and Guan Jing, and swept their eyes around.

It is a square of tens of acres in size, and it is also the only way to the mountain behind the main peak, but at this time it has become a tragic and bloody battlefield.

On the square, there were hundreds of people, all of whom were fighting together, among which there were more than 100 people who were strong in the foundation building, and the rest were disciples of the Qi refining period.

The disciples of the Kongsang Sect here are almost all core disciples, their cultivation is not low, plus the multi-spirit root qualification, they can cast spells with different attributes at the same time, and they are extremely sharp, so they are all extraordinary.

And most of the core disciples, with a demonic beast by their side, assisted in the battle, and in the face of the enemy's existence at the same level, they could be one enemy and three, and they were still at ease.

There are many kinds of those demonic beasts, jackals, tigers and leopards, birds and beasts, and they all exist, and they are two or three levels, which is equivalent to the fifth layer of the cultivator's Qi refining period and the Great Perfection.

Moreover, most of these demonic beasts have rough skin and thick flesh, and even more than ten of them also contain innate supernatural powers, which is more than enough to resist one or two cultivators of the same level at the same time.

It's just that the battle group here is extremely chaotic, and it is not completely at the same level, often with the casual blow of a foundation building powerhouse, more than ten Qi refining stage disciples fall to the ground, and even some people don't know who the enemy is until the moment of death.