Chapter 69 The Head of the Black Mysterious Sect
"Ye Feng, wait for me!"
The man hidden in the jungle gritted his teeth.
After speaking, he lowered his head, looked at his thick and strong legs, and showed a perverted smile.
The Nanlu Mountains trend from northwest to southeast, with a width of tens of miles and a stretch of hundreds of miles.
In desperation, the group could only reduce their speed.
"Uncle Sect Master, listen, there is a roaring sound of running water in front of you. People from Wucai City said that the spiritual mine seems to be within a few miles of a waterfall." Shi Lei pointed to the front and said.
Ye Feng glanced around and found that the Nanlu Mountain Range was full of fog, and even the "exploration" function of the second stage of the Spirit Beast Pavilion was not easy to use, and the visual range was not even 30 meters.
For safety's sake, Ye Feng said, "Come down and walk."
"Daxian, we can explore the way!"
At this time, Hu Dahong jumped up and waved at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng was stunned: "What kind of way-finding method?"
Hu Dahongren stood up, his two small claws kept clasping, and then he pointed in the air, and spiritual energy poured out from the tip of his claws, turned into a piece of paper in the air, and then walked out of a one-foot-tall general.
"Go patrol!"
Fox Dahong ordered.
The paper figure warrior blinked, waving two small axes, and dashed into the mist with his short legs.
"Look, Daxian, we can get the vision of the paper figure warrior!" Hu Dahong blew a breath in the air, turning it into a desk-sized light curtain, and the paper figure warrior's vision appeared.
"Paperman Warrior still has this function?"
Ye Feng sat on the ground, nibbling on melon seeds and watching the light curtain.
After he put the Five Immortals of Baifu into the Spirit Beast Pavilion, he has mastered this spell to the perfect stage, but he has never heard that he can gain vision!
"This is not the function of "Paperman Warriors", but my own talent! I can put a ray of thought on things and gain the surrounding vision, but the control range cannot exceed three hundred feet."
Hu Dahong covered his lips and snickered.
Because it didn't continue to hold the chore, the spellcasting was interrupted, and the paper figurine general was just stupid in place. Hu Dahong looked embarrassed and quickly choked, controlling the paper figurine general to search around.
"This spell is very good, can we learn it?" Ouyang Yu asked, sitting next to Hu Dahong.
"They just trained this secret technique to the stage of small success, and they can't teach you. If you want to learn, I will teach you later." Ye Feng said.
"ah!"
At this moment, the little white fox lying on Li Jiaojiao's shoulder stood upright and pointed to a place in the distance.
"Xiaobai has warned, there are dangers approaching around." Li Jiaojiao quickly reminded.
Seeing this, Mo Ying immediately used "Omnidirectional Spiritual Sense" to investigate the surroundings. After a while, her eyes narrowed: "There are strong people around, everyone be careful!"
Ye Feng put away the melon seeds and stood up, the Lingyuan Bell appeared in the palm of his hand, ready to fight.
There was a "click" in the distance.
In the light curtain released by Hu Dahong, a sturdy black pig's leg could clearly be seen falling from the sky, crushing the paper figure warrior.
"Daxian, there is a strong enemy!"
Hu Dahong's light curtain shattered, and she reported the situation to Ye Feng with a look of fear.
"Understood." Ye Feng nodded slightly, "Alert!"
The disciples of the Misty Sect formed a circle to guard against the surroundings.
"Jie Jie Jie!"
An arrogant and familiar hoarse voice came from a distance, and along with the dull sound of a heavy beast stepping on the soil, a figure about two meters high tore through the fog and appeared in everyone's sight.
This man was wearing a black cloak, covering his true face, holding a black square shield in his left hand and a heavy knife in his right hand, exuding a cold killing intent all over his body.
Wherever he passed, the weeds bent over, as if in fear.
"Ye Feng, today is your day of death!"
The visitor made a hoarse and cold voice.
Ye Feng blinked: "Do I know you?"
"It's only been a few days, why don't you recognize this head?" The visitor tore off his cloak, revealing his true face.
This is a weirdo!
Except for his face, his whole body was covered with black scales. The most exaggerated thing was that he actually had a pair of large pig legs that were one meter long, but the whole body reflected a cold metallic luster, just like a pair of artificial legs.
"Hei Xuan Sect's head?" Ye Feng finally recognized the other party when he saw that face.
"That's right, it's this Sect Master!"
The head of Hei Xuan Sect let out a wicked smile, "I can't believe that, with the help of the little wolf general, this head has already attached the puppet's long legs, put on the scale armor of the half-shaped monster, and the surrounding puppet army. , you must die without a burial place!"
As soon as the words fell, a dozen wolf-shaped puppets emerged from the fog, each two meters long, with fangs and sharp teeth, and their eyes flashed with a strange red light.
"Give it to me and crush them!"
The head of Hei Xuan Sect did not talk nonsense, and immediately ordered.
"Original energy bomb!" Ye Feng said immediately.
The disciples of the Misty Sect, who were in a circle, immediately made a gesture with one hand, a cyclone condensed in their palms, and then slammed a fist-sized high-pressure high-speed double-height air cannon with a bang.
Boom boom boom!
Before the puppet wolf could get close, it was kicked out by the vitality bomb and fell to the ground, but quickly got up again and continued to attack.
"Sword Fighting!"
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Ying had already drawn his sword and unsheathed it, and used the spell "Liuguang Sword Qi" to perform sword fighting. He saw a flash of cold sword light, and the seven puppet wolves closest to the crowd were cut off in the middle.
"Blossoms of Fallen Ying!"
"Energy Bomb!"
"Spirit disk flying blade!"
"Fire Cloud Palm!"
Jia Yulan, Huo Yunjie, Shi Lei and other disciples all burst out with the strongest power.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen puppet wild wolves, comparable to mid-level demon soldiers, were beaten to pieces and scattered all over the place.
"How is that possible!" The head of Hei Xuanmen narrowed his pupils, "Wait, why is your cultivation so high?"
It was only at this time that the disciples of the Misty Sect showed their full cultivation.
Two of the eighth level of qi refining, one of the seventh level of qi refinement, two of the sixth level of qi refinement, and the lowest of the rest are the peak of the fourth level of qi refinement, which really surprised the head of Hei Xuanmen.
"How can a lower class have this lineup?"
The head of Hei Xuan Sect shouted in surprise. He thought that a dozen puppet wolves would attack together, and they could kill the disciples of the Misty Sect and disrupt Ye Feng's position.
Then, he can take advantage of it.
But in the end, Ye Feng didn't even blink an eye, and his disciples had already dealt with all the puppet wolves neatly.
Ye Feng walked out with the Lingyuan Bell, looked down at the legs of the head of Heixuanmen: "Why do you wear a pair of big pig legs?"
"This is a puppet leg!" The head of Hei Xuanmen was impatient.
"Isn't it just a pig's leg?" Ye Feng blinked.
"Shut up! This is not a pig's leg... You bastard, you dare to attack, you don't talk about martial arts!"
The head of Hei Xuan Sect was so angry that he was about to scold, but found that Ye Feng suddenly smashed the Ling Yuan Bell over, and there was a creepy sound of breaking through the air.
Dang!
The head of Hei Xuan Sect quickly raised the black shield in his left hand to block it, but found that this low-grade spiritual weapon had been smashed into a dent, and the whole person was also knocked back by the huge impact force. A ravine half a foot deep.
"Hey, not dead?"
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.