Peerless Martial Soul

Yue Linglong instructed everyone to say: "Everyone will go pick the elixir. Be careful. After all, many of the elixir in it are already refined and very aggressive."

"Nine days later, let's gather here."

Everyone in the Medicine King Palace nodded their heads after listening, and then left.

At this time, on this mountain slope, there were thousands of people.

After discussing with Yue Linglong, Chen Feng decided to pick them separately.

Then he found a direction and swept forward quickly.

But Chen Feng didn't pay attention. When he swept forward, there were three people staring at his back, with sharp murderous intent flashing in their eyes.

Seeing Chen Feng looting, these three people also hurriedly followed, but they were very skillful. They didn't follow closely and didn't get together, but they were hundreds of meters away the next day, paying attention to each other. Body shape.

The one closest to Chen Feng in front is only about a kilometer away from Chen Feng, so it is not easy for people to notice.

"Where to escape!" Chen Feng shouted sharply, jumping out like lightning.

The man was in the air, and he had already punched out, and the qi swept through, hitting a plant three meters away in front of him.

This plant is very peculiar. It is three feet long, with a pole diameter in the middle, showing a green color.

And above the diameter of the rod, there are three red vines entwined with a ruby-like color, very magnificent. A lot of white crystal-like shining fruits grew on the vines, and you can see that they are extraordinary.

This plant, being hit by Chen Feng, made a sound similar to a scream, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Chen Feng stepped forward, grabbed it in his hand, smiled slightly: "I saw it, can you still run?"

But he didn't expect that this plant was not honest in his hands, struggling hard, and the strength was quite large, which was thousands of kilograms.

Chen Feng squeezed fiercely, and the plant screamed again and didn't move anymore.

Chen Feng smiled with satisfaction and wrapped it up with something similar to dried red vines.

This kind of thing is issued by the sect, and after being entangled, these plants cannot break free.

Then Chen Feng put it in the jade box and put it in the mustard bag.

There were already four spirit grasses in his mustard bag.

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, and he said to himself: "This Panlong grass is the highest quality among the five spirit grasses I have found, and the effect is the best."

"Unfortunately, there are only three vines growing on it. If there are six, it is a middle-grade spiritual grass, and if there are nine, it is a high-grade spiritual grass."

But Chen Feng then smiled again: "Oh, I am not greedy. If you have nine vines, you will need it to grow for at least 900 years."

"Moreover, it will be very powerful and cunning at that time. I guess I won't be able to find him, and if I find it, I won't be able to subdue it."

At this time, Chen Feng was next to a small stream in a valley, where people were off the beaten path, and there were no disciples in the Ziyang Sword Field around him.

Because here, it is already in the middle of the Jedi.

Although there are a lot of spirit grasses, the monsters here are also very powerful and dangerous, so ordinary disciples dare not come.

Chen Feng is also a daring master of art, and most of his disciples still fight in the periphery of the Jedi.

Chen Feng was about to leave, looking for other elixir.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and then looking in a direction, he said lightly: "Since everything is here, come out!"

"Oh, you little bastard, although your strength is average, your detection ability is not bad, and you can find my trace!"

A cold voice came, and then a person walked out among the trees.

This man was tall and strong, with a rock-like complexion, motionless, and very quiet.

At this time, in his eyes, there was a murderous intent flashing, and he did not hide it!

He walked five meters away from Chen Feng and stood still, looking at Chen Feng, with a trace of joking in his eyes, like a cat that only needs to hunt mice.

Steady winning, high above, full of pride.

After Chen Feng saw him, his pupils suddenly shrank, and there was a feeling of suffocation.

This middle-aged man in his thirties brought him an extremely powerful coercion, which was overwhelming and almost made him breathless.

This was the second time Chen Feng had this feeling, and the last time it was when facing Lihuosheng and Shi Lei.

At this time, Chen Feng felt that he was so weak and weak.

Chen Feng was shocked, he had already seen that this middle-aged man was extremely powerful, several levels higher than himself.

If you face him yourself, there is absolutely no chance of winning!

But Chen Feng didn't panic. He looked at the middle-aged man and said lightly, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" The middle-aged man smiled coldly: "I am the one who came to kill you."

When he talked about the word killing, murderous aura came over the sky, causing Chen Feng to feel an extremely cold feeling in his heart.

It seems that just this murderous aura can kill him!

Moreover, there is a strong **** meaning in this murderous aura.

Chen Feng was shocked, this person was definitely full of blood, and I don't know how many people were killed to form this temperament!

Chen Feng said lightly: "I have no grievances with you. If I remember correctly, I have never seen you at all. Why did you kill me?"