Tens of thousands of people vacated.
Almost in an instant, the sky became dark.
Jing Liang, Ou Li and others, wearing magical weapons and armor, were suspended in the air, surveying everything around them.
Qin Feng, Lin Nan and a group of people with better talents followed Bai Jinghong and were in the center of the crowd.
Dozens of veteran Jindan monks were at the edge of the crowd, providing protection.
The other young Jindan cultivators were interspersed among the crowd.
Each of them brought hundreds of foundation-building monks and divided into hundreds of teams.
It is also because of Qin Feng’s stimulation in recent years that so many Jindan cultivators have been born.
Everything is going on in an orderly manner.
The travel speed is not fast.
Every day, I have to stop almost seven or eight times.
The spiritual energy in the body of a foundation-building cultivator cannot sustain long-term flight.
Looking at this speed, Qin Feng was very troubled.
At this speed, two years would probably not be enough to reach Zhongzhou.
This does not include the time wasted due to emergencies.
It would be nice if there was a flying chariot.
However, all the flying chariots have stopped operating.
"Master, this is your armor. It's ready." Qin Feng stretched out his hand and took out a suit of silver armor.
In fact, Qin Feng wanted to refine a brighter color.
For example, peony red!
The sky is blue!
But then I thought about it, eye-catching colors are also eye-catching when you encounter trouble.
So, just go with silver.
"You kid, why is your master's armor so beautiful?" Zhang Fei's mouth twitched.
Although they are all silver, Bai Jinghong's armor is obviously a high-end product.
Theirs are all in whole pieces.
Bai Jinghong's, on the other hand, was made up of pieces that looked like fish scales.
Once the light shines on it, it has a shimmering feeling.
It's much more advanced.
"If you are envious, let your apprentice refine it." Bai Jinghong raised his eyebrows, and a look of joy emanated from his brows.
Without saying anything, just put it on.
Bai Jinghong was even more delighted as he felt the softness of the armor.
On the side, Lin Huaian, Zhou Meng and others immediately lowered their heads.
Last night, they were taught a good lesson by the bandit Zhang.
Just one sentence!
Look at Qin Feng, then look at you!
It's simply murderous and heartbreaking.
Can they compare with Qin Feng?
Qin Feng stretched out his hand and threw ten spears to Long Xiaohai.
And a suit of armor.
"Thank you, brother-in-law. You are so nice." Long Xiaohai was extremely excited.
Ten of the finest magical weapons!
Once he has finished cultivating these, they will become his trump cards.
The combat power has been improved by more than one level.
"Humph, how can he, a person outside the sect, have such a good magic weapon?"
Not far away, a few teenagers curled their lips.
I felt quite dissatisfied.
Although they didn't understand, they could see that the magic weapon Qin Feng gave was not an ordinary thing.
As the holy sons of the sect, they don’t have it yet.
"Shut up!" Zhou Cangyun shouted coldly!
Qin Feng originally prepared fifty sets of armor and magic weapons.
He just stopped him.
The best magic tools that they, the Nascent Soul cultivators, have are at least reasonable.
For a foundation-building monk, wearing a top-grade magical weapon will only bring disaster upon himself.
Even a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage would be jealous of this thing.
It’s a long journey to Zhongzhou.
There are not too many sects that we pass by, but we will definitely meet about a hundred of them.
If they see it, it will be disastrous.
Those eighth-level sects have more than a hundred Nascent Soul cultivators.
The foundation-building cultivators were killed instantly with one charge.
So, he stopped it.
He even greeted Lin Huaian and others.
Never wear it on your body.
If they encounter something that even these Nascent Soul cultivators cannot stop, then there will be no way out.
"Heh!" Someone snorted in dissatisfaction, quickly lowered his head, and clenched his fists.
Qin Feng saw all of this.
There was also a bit more coldness in his eyes.
He was the one who refined the magic weapon, and he could give it to whoever he wanted. These guys started to feel dissatisfied.
If these people knew about the existence of Purgatory, the result would definitely be like what Zhou Cangyun said last night.
Qin Feng closed his eyes, entered the Heavenly Palace and began to practice.
There are Bai Jinghong, Zhang Fei and a few others. There are dozens of them and they don’t need to fly at all.
The Nascent Soul cultivator led them at a very slow pace and felt no pressure at all.
This was also discussed in advance.
The sect's evildoers cannot delay their cultivation just because they are in a hurry to travel.
After all, this is the sect's foundation.
It is also the future of the sect.
The peaceful journey lasted only a month.
"Master, something terrible has happened. Someone is coming to attack, and they don't have good intentions."
Ou Li rushed over quickly, stood beside Bai Jinghong and shouted.
The hurried voice made Qin Feng open his eyes.
"How many people?" Bai Jinghong looked solemn.
“Nine hundred Jindan cultivators, one hundred Yuanying cultivators.
There are more than a dozen people in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul." Ou Li's voice was trembling.
On their side, there are only a few people in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Once the fight starts!
There is no hope.
"What, one hundred Yuanying cultivators?"
There were exclamations around Qin Feng.
The holy sons of the Yun Sect looked pale.
His eyes were filled with fear.
"Master, I want to go and take a look too." Qin Feng said.
"Okay!" Bai Jinghong nodded and turned slightly.
"Zhang Fei, you watch over the people from the sect, let's go and take a look." Bai Jinghong said.
However, the words are not yet finished.
In the distance, the dark crowd looked like a dark cloud pressing down on the land.
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