The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

Many soldiers on the shore, Qi Qi, ran across the mountains and ran towards the golden light.

"Keel gold, I am going to win!"

Zi Feng jumped up, left Lingquan, took a step of a unicorn, turned into an afterimage, flashed past all the soldiers, and immediately caught up with the place where the dragon bone gold dropped.

"Understood!"

Zifeng picked up the keel gold, looking ecstatic.

Starting from the golden keel, it felt heavy and braved the golden light. At first glance, this is not everything.

"Zifeng, hand over the treasure!"

As soon as the dragon bone gold coin was obtained, the remaining fighters assembled.

"Hand over the treasure, do you think I'm stupid?"

The keel gold was put into the storage bag, and Zifeng turned and disappeared into the forest, leaving only the remnants of the shadow.

"I'll go, how fast!"

At least these martial arts methods are at the profound level. "Leave the dragon bone gold. Do you think I am stupid?"

Zifeng put the keel gold into the storage bag, turned around and left a remnant shadow on the spot, but the person was already ten feet away.

"Fucking bastard, die for me!"

Throughout the time, Qi Xuan, Zhang Yuanhao, and Wen Yuan Qi's family all flashed with killing intent.

The power of Thunderbolt struck from the hands of the three.

These three people were bullied by Zifeng to the point where they couldn't do it in Lingquan. They wasted such a good opportunity to practice in Lingquan.

Now the anger of these three people towards Zifeng is almost monstrous!

"Wen Yuanjia, you are dead!"

Zifeng looked back and heard that Yuanjia was ahead. With a fist, he swore that destroyer Conan would bomb Zifeng's back.

"Sword Intent! Over the stars!"

The Yinfeng Sword shook wildly, the anger was chopped off, and a surge of sword aura greeted him.

The two met and there was a loud noise.

Wen Yuanjia was shocked, vomiting blood and flew out.

I was in the same kingdom with him and was thrown away by his sword! Wen Yuanjia's mind was trembling frantically.

Wen Yuanjia and Zifeng are both in the seventh level of Xuanwu, but now they face each other one by one. Wen Yuanjia only felt that Zifeng surpassed him in combat effectiveness.

"Zifeng, live!"

But it was said that Qi Xuan and Zhang Yuanhao had listened to Yuan Jia's words and killed them all together.

The two were originally rivals, but now they hate Zifeng very much, so they put aside their old grudges and insisted on killing Zifeng!

"Four wolf smoke!"

Zhang Yuanhao's hands exuded huge magical flames, killing him with one blow. The black mist covered the sky and hit Zifeng's back, just like the end of the world!

"Snow!"

Zifeng was slammed in the mouth with blood.

"Zhang Yuanhao, I won't let you go!" Zifeng roared angrily in his eyes.

"Zifeng, you can't leave the place of origin alive!"

At this time, Qi Xuan looked hard to kill.

As soon as the sword's edge turned, an aggressive cold air shot from a distance, and a sword air emitted an astonishing cold air, freezing everything along the way.

"Bing Xin Sword Technique!"

Zifeng approves of this sword technique, but the mysterious seventh-level ice heart sword technique is very powerful. If you accidentally get hit by the sword qi, your whole body will be cold, and it won't work here!

"Get out!"

Zifeng roars!

In the blink of an eye, behind Zifeng, in addition to Wen Yuanjia and Zhang Yuanhao, there are many inner disciples of the Spirit Sword School, all of whom are chasing Zifeng on the territory of King Xuanwu.

If you fight alone, Zifeng will definitely kill Qi Xuan, Zhang Yuanhao and others.

But when it comes to collective attacks, Zifeng's fists are not as good as four!

"Since you want to chase, then all right!"

"Shockwave in Seven Dragons!"

Zi Feng gritted his teeth, his face was furious, and his heart was fierce. The seven blood-red sword auras in his dantian burst out, and the Yinfeng Sword slashed out seven blood-red sword auras.

Boom.

Seven dragon strength sword energy, 640,000 kilograms of gravity, blasted like the sky fell.

"not good!"

Qi Xuan, Wen Yuanjia, and Zhang Yuanhao chased in front for the first time, feeling the seven sword auras of Zi Feng, and immediately dodged.

But other Xuanwu Eightfold Martial Artists were not so lucky. Seven dragon strength sword auras shattered the void, crushed everything, trampled all creatures, hit a dozen people, and suddenly, all the soldiers exploded into blood mist and scattered in the air.

"Goodbye, everyone."

A dozen basalt martial artists were killed with a single sword, and Zi Feng smiled triumphantly, and the unicorn flew out again and left the place of origin.

Qi Xuan had no choice but to shout: "Zifeng, I will kill you in the ranking battle!"

call out!

Zifeng rushed into Yanshan again and quickly returned to the spirit sword gate.

Li took out the heavy keel gold from the storage bag, his eyes were surprised and happy: "Li said this thing is worth more than one hundred million Lingshi, is it true or not?"

Zifeng was very curious, holding this fist-sized thing in his hand, is it worth hundreds of millions of spiritual stones?

After escaping from the place of production, Zifeng's zhenqi was consumed too much, he crossed his knees in the room, and began to regain his qi.

Half an hour later, the place of origin sank into the void, Qi Shaolong and Tie Dan rushed back to see Zifeng and did not go home.

Seeing that Zifeng was at home, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

After a night of silence, all three of them were recovering their true energy and injuries.

The next morning, Qi called Zifeng and Tiedan into the yard.

Zifeng, guess how many potions we have? Qi Shaolong asked excitedly.

Zifeng thought about it carefully. There are a total of nine mountains in Baoshan. Zifeng and the others got two and a half. Naturally, there will be many psychotropic drugs.

Tidan said anxiously, "Oh, Brother Shao Long, don't buy Guanzi, come on."

"Hahaha, this time we are definitely the biggest winner in Origin."

Qi Shaolong said ecstatically.

"We have about 100 years of 78,000 psychotropic drugs, each of which can sell about 1,000 or more than 70 million."

"In 500 years or so, there were 13,000 kinds of psychotropic drugs, each of which can be sold for about 5,000 spiritual stones, almost 60 million spiritual stones!"

"There are only 3,000 kinds of psychotropic drugs over 1,000 years old. Each has about 10,000 spiritual stones, which is about 30 million."

"As for the elixir ten thousand years ago, we haven't found it except the one taken by Zifeng."

But now the total value of our spirit stones has exceeded 160 million!

Qi blushed when he said this.

One hundred and sixty million spiritual stones!

This can be said to be the income of the entire Spirit Sword Sect Spirit Stone for one year.

Zifeng, you can distribute these elixirs. Qi Shaolong suggested.

"It's the same, split. We can get 53 million spiritual stones every month. At that time, these spiritual stones will be enough for us to cultivate in the world."

Zifeng said with a smile.