A golden light suddenly enveloped Feng Qing's whole body from under Feng Qing's neck, pressing back his inflated power. Feng Qing was stunned and took out the Qilin Seal hanging under his neck, feeling the power emitted from the Qilin Seal filling his body.

In the distance, Su Yuncheng and a group of B-level cultivators were all stunned.

"Impossible, what kind of spiritual weapon is that? How come there is such a weird thing!"

Su Yuncheng murmured in disbelief, watching the resentment connected to the ancient martial corpse on the soul-squeezing bell in his hand completely dissipated, and his heart was chilled.

Feng Qing stood upright at this time, holding the Qilin Seal. The black air lingered on it, and several resentment directly penetrated the body of the ancient martial arts corpse, and finally formed a shackle on the ancient martial arts corpse and then disappeared.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the ancient martial corpse, which was nearly two meters tall, was kneeling in front of Feng Qing. Then, there were ten people in a row, and a total of five rows of ancient martial corpses knelt down, lowering their heads to Feng Qing in front of him.

Feng Qing waved his seal in his hand and said, "Get up!"

Fifty-one ancient martial corpses immediately stood up and guarded Feng Qing's side.

"impossible!"

Su Yuncheng was really going crazy at this time. He kept shaking the soul-suppressing bell and exhaling resentment, trying to regain control of the ancient martial arts corpse, but as soon as the resentment entered the body of the ancient martial arts corpse, there was no trace of it like a mud cow entering the sea. The ringtone became louder and louder, and finally he threw the soul-suppressing bell to the ground, and his body moved forward, preparing to grab the Qilin Seal.

Feng Qing stepped forward a few steps and punched Su Yuncheng's chest, causing him to spew a mouthful of blood mist. Feng Qing then hit Su Yuncheng with an elbow and hit his chin tilted. After all, Su Yuncheng had no Gu and magic weapon, and was just an ordinary person with qi in his body. At this time, he was thrown around by Feng Qing like a little chicken.

"Come on, you're crazy!"

Feng Qing once again smashed Su Yuncheng to the ground with a punch without spiritual energy. Before he could get up and fall down, he crushed his face, "Come on, I want to see what you have to do, come on!"

Su Yuncheng's eyes were blasting fire, and he unwilling to snatch the ground in his hands, "Kill me, Feng Qing, kill me!"

"Want to die?"

Feng Qing raised him, "You still want to die after killing so many of my brothers?"

Click!

A sound of fracture was heard, Su Yuncheng wailed, looking at his deformed fingers, followed by arm bones and leg bones. After Feng Qing broke all his limbs, he threw him aside and turned to look at the cultivator in front of him, "How do you want to die?"

A strong murderous aura filled the air, causing a group of cultivators who were crawling over the sea of ​​blood to tremble.

A practitioner's feet softened and he fell to the ground and said, "I, I am willing to surrender."

"We are all deceived by this thief."

"I hope the leader of the Feng Alliance will be kind."

Feng Qing looked at the trembling B-level cultivators with a smile, waved his hand, "Tear them!"

Ao!

"Feng Qing, you, don't bully people too much!"

The cultivator looked at the ancient martial corpses roaring and rushed over. He didn't have the intention to resist at the moment, and hurriedly ran backwards. However, the ancient martial corpses were all around A-level. When facing the B-level cultivators, they all fought against several, and stepped forward and knocked down almost ordinary cultivators.

Feng Qing interspersed with it, and his one-handed claws kept stabbing out. His cultivation level rose all the way. When he reached the B-level thirteen Star, the inner alchemy had expanded nearly twice as much.

puff!

Two ancient martial arts corpses tore the last cultivator in half, Feng Qing's bloodline rushed out, and the blood and energy on the cultivator was engraved. At this point, more than fifty B-level cultivators died, leaving only a dozen disciples of the black witch spirit knelt on the ground, constantly kowtowing to pray for Feng Qing's forgiveness.

"Don't worry, I will take you home." Feng Qing said lightly, with the kirin seal waved, and the ancient martial arts corpse cut them out with one palm.

Trepidation!

A cry of cry came, and a man jumped from the white eagle and rushed straight on Feng Qing's body, knocking him down, and then his pink fist fell.

"Yaoyao, it's okay, am I okay?"

"Is it okay?" Yun Yao's tears hit Feng Qing's face, and her head turned, and she shouted at Chen Xiang, Bai Yu and others behind her, crying: "Come up and beat him!"

Damn it!

Feng Qing's upper body was straightened up and buried his face in Yun Yao's chest. Damn, you can do whatever you want, just don't slap in the face!

After a full quarter of an hour of beating, Chen Yuting led people to Chen Xiang and others to get up from Feng Qing.

Feng Qing stood up and felt refreshed. After being washed by Yun Yao's facial cleanser for so long, he had already recovered enough money, but his back hurt a little.

Chen Yuting looked at Feng Qing and couldn't speak, so he could only look at Feng Qing, and his body was bent to the bottom. The elder group behind him also looked at Feng Qing, his eyes full of respect and his body was bent to the bottom. The members of the Immortal Gang gathered here and looked at Feng Qing. Feng Qing had just asked them to retreat and they all heard what their retreat meant to Feng Qing. At this time, they looked at Feng Qing, and their eyes were filled with emotion.

"Long live Brother Qing!"

I don’t know who shouted, and then all the brothers turned red and they shouted: “Long live Brother Qing, Long live the Immortal Alliance!”

"Long live Brother Qing, long live the Immortal Alliance!"

....

For a moment, the entire Immortal Alliance condensed into a whole, and even the wizards of the big and small witches shouted loudly.

At this time, Shangguan Yingxue, who was so weak that she couldn't even speak, was lying in the arms of a junior sister. Listening to everyone's cry, a tear flashed across her face, and she thought that the witch fairy of the big and small was finally saved.

Feng Qing collected the resentment of the Qilin Seal in his hand and took all the ancient martial corpses into the Qilin Seal.

He touched the Qilin Seal, looked up at the sky, and murmured: "Mom, thank you."

Feng Qing returned home and looked at the torn clothes on his body with a wry smile. He took a shower and changed his clothes, dyed his hair back into silver. His strength now reached the level of B thirteen stars, plus fifty-one ancient martial corpses, which became an important force that cannot be ignored in the cultivation world.

Feng Qing went to the hospital to see Shangguan Yingxue several times. Two days later, Shangguan Yingxue dragged her weak body and said she would be discharged from the hospital. If she stayed here for one more day, the younger Wuxian’s brothers would be more dangerous.

Feng Qing also understood that he took hundreds of selected brothers to board two high-speed trains and rushed towards Xichuan.

Xichuan is known as the 100,000 mountains, almost all of which are mountainous areas. The economy is not very developed. There are many mountains, many rivers, many poisonous insects. I am afraid that this is the birthplace of wizards. Feng Qing took the members of the Immortal Alliance to get off the high-speed rail, booked a few buses, and headed towards the 100,000 mountains along the winding mountain road.

The big and big witch fairies and the black witch spirit are both in the deep mountains. They are not very popular and there is no road leading there. Feng Qing looked at the beautiful scenery around her and was fascinated by the sight. The bus stopped suddenly, and Feng Qing's face suddenly slammed into the front seat, and she grinned in pain.

"Old man, don't you want to die! Stop the car here!"

The driver was so scared that he shouted at the old man in front of the car.

The old man walked to the car door and knocked, "Take me home, take me home."

"Don't you understand? We're full and we won't be able to pull people."

The driver was about to open the door and talked to the old man, but a man grabbed his wrist.

"Don't go down, he's not a human."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!