The world of cultivating immortals, Xuanling Continent.
Tang Feng's return was very coincidental.
It was just time for the shift change.
After replacing the mercenaries from the Hot Wheels Mercenary Group, Tang Feng lay on a tree branch, lazily took out the thousand-year-old spiritual fruit from his Qiankun bag, and ate it like candy.
If someone saw what he was doing at this time.
They will definitely shout that it is a waste of gifts from heaven.
Unfortunately, no one can see it.
Tang Feng ate them one by one, and at the same time sent the thousand-year-old snow lotus that he had traded for today to Shan Feng.
Single envelope: ....
I can't help it.
The next moment, the sound transmission note in Tang Feng’s bag rang.
There is no need to think, only Dan Feng would send him a message.
Tang Feng waved his hand and set up a soundproof shield beside him.
Took out the sound transmission talisman.
"Tang Feng, go to hell! With so many snow lotuses, are you going to let me die refining them? Do I still have time to grind new pills?"
"What kind of idiot is that, to give you so many snow lotuses?"
Dan Feng's good cultivation was instantly destroyed when he saw the thousand-year-old snow lotus filling up the pharmacy.
With so many thousand-year-old snow lotuses, he would have to spend half a year without eating or drinking to refine the longevity elixir.
Isn't this just teasing him?
Tang Feng's ears hurt because of his voice. He quickly put the sound transmission note away and rubbed his ears.
"Uncle Shan, think about it, the more longevity pills we have, the more we can trade with them. It won't be long before we have new pill recipes."
Shan Feng sneered: "Haha, just shut up."
He hung up the sound transmission note angrily.
He really has a headache.
How long will it take him to refine so many snow lotuses?
Even if he had a new recipe, he probably wouldn't have time to study it.
At this moment, Shan Feng deeply doubted Tang Feng's original purpose in kidnapping him.
I always feel that his role is to be a ruthless contestant in refining longevity pills.
It should be said that in some aspects, the truth is revealed.
....
After Dan Feng hung up the sound transmission note, Tang Feng removed the soundproofing shield on his body and began to practice out of boredom.
Half an hour later, rustling sounds were heard from the forest ahead.
Tang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were stern, and he stared at the place where the sound came from.
I sniffed lightly and it seemed to smell blood.
He immediately jumped down from the branch and woke everyone up from their rest.
"What are you doing? Can't you let me rest at night?"
Huo Yang put his arm around the waist of the female disciple from the He Huan Sect and grumbled unhappily.
The female disciple's pair of white and slender hands slid up and down his chest.
She comforted him softly with a breath as sweet as orchid: "Young Master Yang, don't be angry, Yanyan is distressed."
Huo Yang smiled evilly, grabbed the female disciple's hand, and brought it to his lips, "Yan Yan is so good."
Tang Feng: ....
I felt a chill down my spine and shivered.
Damn it.
That's enough.
The same reaction came from the members of the Hot Wheels Mercenary Group and the two independent cultivators who did not have their sect uniforms.
One of the wandering cultivators sneered disdainfully: "A pair of idiots."
Huo Yang's face darkened and he cursed angrily: "Damn it, what did you say! Say it again!"
Before the wandering cultivator could speak, Captain Darcy spoke up, "Quiet! When will you stop making noise?"
Huo Yang gritted his teeth, and a cold and murderous look flashed in his eyes.
But he didn't say anything more, instead he endured it.
The more Tang Feng looked, the more he felt something was wrong.
Given Huoyang's personality, how could he be so obedient?
It seems that Huoyang’s purpose for this trip to the Far North must be no simple matter.
Tang Feng was alert.
We need to keep a closer eye on this Young Master Huoyang.
Just as Huo Yanggang closed his mouth, a huge blast-tailed skrewt rushed over.
There was also a giant python following behind it.
Darcy's eyes darkened and he shouted, "Everyone, retreat! Defend!"
The early stage 7 blasting screech and the intermediate stage 7 python.
The battle between the two is bound to affect them.
The Exploding-Tailed Snail spotted the Immortal Cultivator in front of it with its sharp eyes.
There was a sinister flash in its eyes as it rushed over quickly.
Let these monks help resist that stupid giant python behind us.
Darcy saw it coming and gave the order without hesitation.
"Team one, fire attack!"
The members of the Hot Wheels Mercenary Group formed five columns in an orderly manner the next second after Darcy gave the order.
The monks in the second row fired fireballs at the exploding-tailed skrewts.
The skrewt dodged quickly.
The figure kept approaching.
Darcy was not flustered, but continued to command everyone rhythmically.
However, the giant python soon rushed over.
All the attacks that the blasting-tailed skrewt dodged hit it.
The giant python roared angrily: "Humans, you deserve to die."
Spirit beasts above level 6 can already speak and talk like humans.
So, both the python and the skrewt can speak.
Darcy ignored it.
From the moment the blasting-tailed skrewt and the giant python appeared, he knew that this battle was inevitable.
The only way to deal with it is to deal with both spirit beasts together.
No matter who they are, they will not let this group of monks go.
The different races of spirit beasts and monks doomed them to be hostile to each other.
The only way to survive is to seize the initiative and kill both of these spirit beasts.
"Team two targets the python, team three targets the blasting skrewt, team four provides support."
"The scattered cultivators will be divided into two teams, each with 6 people. Attack now."
Darcy gave another order.
The members of the Hot Wheels Mercenary Group quickly carried out the order.
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