Lao Niu was extremely fast, but in a blink of an eye, he was gradually moving away from the deep mountains. Even An Zhiya's perception could not see the true energy fluctuations.

The thick cow's back is like the earth in the sky.

The beauties standing on the back of the cow all looked dull and the atmosphere was extremely dull.

Faced with Qin Feng's toughness, they did not dare to disobey. Even if they knew, this was a very unfavorable decision for Qin Feng.

A long time passed.

Zoe Sakurako breathed heavily and said softly: "My husband has always been like this. I'm afraid from the beginning, he had not planned to take us to the northern Huns."

"That's right."

An Zhiya nodded and said, "His original plan was to accompany us to escort the sect leader back to the Canglong Palace, and then just take Yao Ji and Xue Qiaoqiao to the northern border. It is too dangerous. The more dangerous the place is, the less he will bring the people closest to him."

Chang Yunman's beautiful eyes drooped and sighed faintly: "Since we can't change, then do it for the moment."

"Um!"

Several people nodded, but felt helpless.

They are now invincible existences in the Lvli Realm. No matter where they are, they can definitely help Qin Feng a lot, but this man does not allow it.

Too selfless, it forms selfishness.

He wanted to take everything alone, but he didn't care whether they wanted to hide behind his mountain, fearing.

...This place is as dark as an abyss.

It is a deep mountain stream in the deep mountains. The stream flows down the slope towards the bottom of the mountain. Scarlet red and dazzling blood melts into it, emitting a faint smell of blood.

Two figures lay next to the stream.

A man and a woman are all middle-aged.

The man had cut off his breath, but the middle-aged woman was still breathing, holding the sword in her hand tightly, and looking at Qin Feng who was looking down at her with a vicious look.

"Qin Feng, you will die. You will die like us, and you will die even more tragic. You won't live long!"

The middle-aged woman looked at Qin Feng tightly, her voice very sharply.

Qin Feng's face was as calm as a lake, unmoved, and looked at the middle-aged woman indifferently and said, "This time the Western temple and church launched a war. Although I have no intention of saving the people, I am indeed a hero of this battle. Why do you kill me?"

"You are a lowly secular ant, dare you to imagine reaching the sky in one step?"

The middle-aged woman was full of blood and laughed: "You are too naive. What can you do if you make great contributions to this battle?

You despise the Immortal Sect, be arrogant and arrogant, and have already committed a death sentence!"

"The world is so great, how could my life and death be judged by your immortal sect?"

Qin Feng smiled indifferently.

"The Thousand Immortal Gate is the master of this world. It was the past and the future, and it will always be. Only the Thousand Immortal Gate is qualified to stand at the top of this world forever!"

The woman said excitedly.

"What a hegemony."

Qin Feng grinned and said, "Since that's the case, let me see if you so-called immortal sects are qualified to stand at the top of the world."

As the words came to an end, the sword flashed.

The woman with a vicious and unwilling face had her eyes split and a slender blood line appeared on her neck. After a twitch, she finally calmed down.

Two powerful people from the Immortal Sect fell.

Qin Feng glanced at them lightly, his heart was not fluctuating, and he said calmly: "Which immortal sect are they from?"

“Penglai Island, Wolong Valley.”

The evil girl sighed.

"good."

Qin Feng nodded, remembering the Wolong Valley on Penglai Island.

He has always been clearly in love with others.

Today, Wolong Valley has already made a mortal revenge. If he travels north this time, he will return triumphantly and must have settled the old accounts.

Without staying, Qin Feng's true energy surged and rushed towards the north.

Yao Ji and Xue Qiaoqiao looked at each other and saw a hint of shock and palpitations from each other's eyes.

What was shocking was that after experiencing such severe damage in the Western battlefield, Qin Feng had recovered in less than a day and had recovered most of his strength. He almost never made a sword when he killed such two powerful people in the Glazed Realm.

What is this concept?

Not human! At the same time, they can also feel the latter's murderous intent at this moment.

He wanted to draw his sword to the sky and cut off all the immortal gates in the world! How could he not be so arrogant and arrogant?

"I hope... this bloody storm can be a little bit weaker."

The two of them sighed secretly, and then they didn't think much about it, and kept up with Qin Feng tightly.

...Without the divine beasts like Lao Niu, Qin Feng and his men's speed of traveling had obviously decreased by several levels.

It didn't take a break for a night, but it only crossed less than ten cities. Moreover, because Yao Ji and Xue Qiaoqiao were suffering a lot, they had to stop and make some rectifications.

It's not leaving late at night, dawn is coming.

On a steep cliff, Qin Feng lay beside the cliff, looking at the bright white moon hanging from the sky, dazed and silent.

It's like a killer who has no feelings.

Yao Ji and Xue Qiaoqiao went to Qin Feng from time to time, and both of them felt a sense of coldness all over their bodies.

Too scary.

I never discovered before that this guy was so cruel.

However, in one night, Qin Feng had killed no less than eight powerful people in the three immortal sects, and the expression on his face had never changed at all.

Kill God.

The well-deserved God of Killing! "Fortunately we all made a wise decision."

The two looked at each other and secretly rejoiced that they foresaw Qin Feng's terrible potential in the ancient tomb ruins in the southwest and chose to make friends with him.

Otherwise, Taixu Sect and Jinmen Sword Pavilion would be too passive.

Especially the Taixu Gate.

If it weren't for the evil spirit, just the affairs of Pan Changsheng and his son would be enough to make Taixu Sect and Qin Feng a feud. Then how many powerful Taixu Sect people who died under Qin Feng's sword would be so many?

Her evil spirit may also be one of them... After sighing, the evil spirit breathed deeply, after adjusting her breath, she stood up and walked towards Qin Feng, and said with a smile: "As you come here, you are both rushing and killing people, don't you need to rest?"

Qin Feng glanced at Yao Ji: "Aren't I resting?"

Yao Ji: "..." Hey, you are a monster and you are awesome.

This was the first time she had seen that in this martial arts world, there were people who could recover their true energy without having to regulate their breath properly.

And it seems that even if Qin Feng dozes off like nothing, his recovery speed is faster than her and Xue Qiaoqiao's serious breathing! How amazing?

You know, even among the thousands of immortal sects, they are enough to be called geniuses of the ages! Ye Feng Gao.

Suddenly, murderous intent surged.
Chapter completed!