Zhang Fei's pupils flickered.
How much face should we give to evil spirits?
Or is it that this guy Qin Feng is an evil spirit?
That's impossible.
He had examined Qin Feng many times, and there was no evil aura in Qin Feng's body.
Never mind!
At least, without Qin Feng, they would have died dozens of times.
"Descend quickly."
Suddenly, Qin Feng roared.
"What's wrong?" Bai Jinghong, Zhou Cangyun and others felt their scalps tingling.
Several people frantically took out spirit stones.
At the same time, the spiritual power in their bodies madly poured into the flying chariot.
At this time, the speed of the flying chariot reached its peak, like a meteor falling from the sky.
That’s when it happens!
Beams of light passed hundreds of feet above their heads.
Heading straight towards the black fog in the distance.
"What is this?" Fei Zhang was going crazy.
The terrifying aura made his whole body tremble.
If it weren't for Qin Feng, they would definitely be covered by the beam of light now.
Just with that terrifying aura, everyone must die.
"A lot of huge chariots!" Qin Feng's voice was also trembling.
At the edge of the sky, dozens of giant chariots hundreds of feet long were spewing out tongues of fire.
They came at an extremely fast speed.
Bai Jinghong and the others looked in the direction Qin Feng pointed.
"There is no giant chariot." Ou Li roared.
After dozens of breaths, black dots appeared in their sight.
Soon, dozens of huge chariots passed over their heads.
"This is fucking shit!" Zhang Fei's Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed his saliva.
"Speed up, speed up." Zhou Cangyun roared.
"It's already the fastest." Zhang Fei roared.
"They're fighting again." Jing Liang exclaimed.
In the distance, countless figures rose into the air and intertwined with Baizhang's figure.
Qin Feng saw figures hundreds of feet long falling down one after another.
Then he stood up again.
However, the number of people in the sky is decreasing.
Qin Feng knew that Wang Xie and his men had the upper hand in the end.
Qin Feng couldn't imagine how powerful Wang Xie and the others would become after devouring these people.
But thinking about what Shen Wanchong said before, Qin Feng suddenly felt a sense of pleasure.
It seemed better for Shen Wanchong to die for those idiots.
Those people in Zhongzhou didn't treat them as human beings at all.
Qin Feng now only wants one thing, which is to escape from southern Xinjiang, the farther the better.
However, the speed of the flying chariot was too slow.
This made Qin Feng extremely anxious.
What he fears most now is meeting people from Zhongzhou.
Those people are totally unreasonable.
It's just like a fucking evil spirit.
"Stop, where are you coming from?" One figure after another blocked Qin Feng's way.
Qin Feng drew his sword and rushed forward.
Cooperating with the evil bodyguards, the three Yuanying Great Perfection top combat forces are invincible.
In five months, Qin Feng destroyed sixty sects.
There is no suspense.
An eighth-level sect only has three or four Nascent Soul cultivators who have reached the Great Perfection stage.
There are hundreds of storage rings in Purgatory.
In each storage ring, spirit stones are piled up like mountains.
But even so, Qin Feng happily put it away.
"Master, there are people blocking the road ahead. There are hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators." Qin Feng said in a low voice.
Hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators who have reached the Great Perfection stage.
It's totally impossible.
After all, the speed of the Yuanying Great Perfection cultivator is faster than him.
The sword intent and sword momentum do not have that much suppressive power on them.
Once a fight breaks out, Qin Feng himself might be in danger.
Bai Jinghong and the others are doomed to die.
"Hundreds of them! What do these people want to do?" Bai Jinghong looked grim.
"It will take another month to reach the border of Zhongzhou.
Are these people here to collect protection money?" Zhang Fei's face was gloomy.
"What should we do?" Jing Liang breathed rapidly.
"They have to disperse." Zhou Cangyun frowned.
“If we don’t disperse, they will definitely arrest us and question us.
We are too close to Fengcheng.
Once we disperse, we can claim we're fleeing, and at most they'll take some of our spirit stones," Zhou Cangyun continued.
"Then how do we divide the team?" asked Zhang Fei with a frown.
"We, the Nascent Souls, will each lead a team. Let's set off in batches!" Bai Jinghong said.
"Okay!" Zhang Fei nodded.
Zhou Cangyun pondered for a moment, his eyes falling on Qin Feng.
"Let those in the sect who have some talent go with you. Your side is actually the safest.
"Lin Huaian, Wei Qingshu, Zhou Meng, Jiang Yan, Lin Nan, Lu Yao, follow Qin Feng. Everything depends on Qin Feng's orders!" Zhou Cangyun said.
"No, I think that cultivators who are in the foundation-building stage are the safest!" Jing Liang suddenly spoke.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Fei frowned.
"Just think about it, hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators united together.
This requires at least more than twenty eighth-level sects.
How could they look down upon the cultivators who had established their foundation?
If you were in my shoes, would you care about some foundation-building alchemy cultivators?
On the contrary, it might be difficult for us to get through." Jing Liang said.
For a moment, Bai Jinghong and the others fell silent.
yes!
Who would pay attention to the foundation-building cultivators?
"But there is a problem. A cultivator who has established his foundation may die even if he encounters an ordinary monster." Zhang Fei said.
Suddenly, someone stood up in the crowd.
“Master, if it weren’t for Young Master, we would have died long ago.
The path of cultivating immortality is inherently against the will of heaven.
Life and death are determined by fate!"
One person shouted.
The others echoed.
Bai Jinghong and the others looked gloomy.
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