"Isn't it a bit of a waste?" Bai Jinghong frowned slightly.
She has been to Zhongzhou.
I know the value of the best magic enchantment device.
Using magic weapons in sword formations and attacking without parallel is the dream of countless sword practitioners.
But, is this too extravagant?
Moreover, even she felt a little embarrassed for a moment to receive so many gifts from her apprentice.
"There are still a lot of refining materials, it would be a waste to leave them alone. This trip to Zhongzhou is full of dangers.
As the sect's strongest fighter, Master, you're under a lot of pressure." Qin Feng said.
Listening to Qin Feng's words, Zhang Fei clenched his fists.
Look at Qin Feng, and then look at those idiots like Lin Huaian and Zhou Meng.
No, take care of those guys.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get!
Bandit Zhang flew away into the air.
He was really envious.
What good things did Bai Jinghong do in his previous life to have a disciple like Qin Feng?
"Zhang Fei, where are you going?" Zhou Cangyun asked.
"I'm going to go talk to Lin Huaian and a few others." Zhang Fei said gritting his teeth.
I can't stay here any longer.
Otherwise, he would die of jealousy.
"Three hundred magic weapons, is that okay?" Bai Jinghong blushed.
Three hundred top-grade enchanted magic weapons merged into a sword formation.
She didn't even dare to think about it.
"Okay, no problem." Qin Feng said.
As he spoke, Qin Feng sat cross-legged.
Countless refining materials were melted by the fire in front of Qin Feng.
Long swords continued to gather.
Until late at night!
Three hundred long swords were suspended in the air.
Each one is exactly the same as the magic weapon customized by Bai Jinghong.
Looking at this scene, Zhou Cangyun's mouth was almost watering.
They are all top-grade magic devices.
He wants it too.
"Master, okay, let's give it a try." Qin Feng took a deep breath, his face a little pale.
After refining three hundred top-grade enchanted magic weapons in succession, Qin Feng finally felt tired.
Bai Jinghong's eyes were a little dazed.
She slowly stood up and stretched out her hand!
The sword energy gushed out and sank into the three hundred long swords.
Soon, all the long swords began to emit sword light.
A quarter of an hour later, streaks of light surged in the sky.
Three hundred long swords broke through the air.
An extremely sharp aura that makes one's scalp tingle.
Within a thousand feet radius, lights are flying.
Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart.
"Very strong. Thank you, disciple." The smile on Bai Jinghong's face became even brighter.
At this moment, Zhou Cangyun was stunned.
"Finally, you look like a woman should. My disciple, you should smile more often.
It's so ugly to have a stern face every day." Zhou Cangyun sighed.
Bai Jinghong's face froze, and he reached out and put away the three hundred long swords.
"Let's migrate tomorrow." Bai Jinghong returned to his aloof demeanor.
A pair of eyes, bright as stars.
"How do we get there with so many people in the sect?" Qin Feng asked.
Yunzong has tens of thousands of people.
"Alas, the flying chariot has stopped. We can only cross the river!" Zhou Cangyun frowned and sighed.
The flying chariot stopped three months after Qin Feng went to Dongli Sect.
“Most of the people in the entire Yun Sect are foundation-building cultivators.
There are only a few Nascent Soul cultivators.
Unable to lead tens of thousands of cultivators, he could only move forward at the speed of a foundation-building cultivator.
It will probably take two to three years to cross Southern Xinjiang." Zhou Cangyun was extremely depressed.
The speed of the foundation-building cultivator is as slow as a dog crawling.
"Two or three years!" Qin Feng's mouth twitched.
Suddenly, Qin Feng's eyes fixed.
He stretched out his hand and looked at the purgatory in his palm.
"Master, I have a solution." Qin Feng suddenly said.
"What method?" Bai Jinghong's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Qin Feng with a strange look.
What other abilities does Qin Feng have that she doesn't know about?
“Ruins No. 6, where I am, Ruins No. 6 is very large and can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.
As long as we allow the sect's cultivators to enter Ruins No. 6, the speed will be much faster." Qin Feng said slowly.
Purgatory, the space is too big.
Any prison for holding monsters can accommodate thousands of people.
Hundreds of thousands of people, it's definitely a piece of cake.
"Ah???" Bai Jinghong and Zhou Cangyun looked horrified.
They knew about Ruins No. 6.
After all, they had been there before.
The entire ruins are in Qin Feng's hands???
Is it not just as simple as inheriting the legacy?
Qin Feng stretched out his hand.
Purgatory floated from Qin Feng's hands.
Qin Feng waved his hand.
Purgatory fell to the ground, and soon, it was the size of a room.
Qin Feng stretched out his hand and pushed open the bronze door.
"Master, come in and take a look." Qin Feng said.
Bai Jinghong and Zhou Cangyun were breathing rapidly.
This is indeed the No. 6 ruins.
The two of them moved slowly with somewhat stiff steps, followed Qin Feng, and walked into the bronze gate.
Entering the gate, the two were shocked again.
They couldn't understand why the space inside Ruins No. 6, which was only the size of a room, was so vast.
Looking at the prisons that were thousands of feet high, wide, and long, the two were completely dumbfounded.
There are countless prisons like this.
"No! Absolutely not! Such a treasure must not be told to others." Bai Jinghong suddenly spoke.
She turned her head and looked at Zhou Cangyun.
"Master, swear by the laws of heaven that you will never tell anyone about Ruins No. 6."
The voice made Qin Feng stunned.
"Master, it's not that bad, it's not that bad." Qin Feng said hurriedly.
Bai Jinghong stretched out his hand and placed his large palm directly on Qin Feng's head.
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