The next day, after Ling Feng handed over many matters to Elder Yao, he left the mountain gate of Wenxian Sect and started his journey to the southern border demonic domain.

Before leaving, Ling Feng also left a letter to Master Duanmu Qingshan, explaining Lin Xian'er's life experience.

Of course, this letter was naturally handed over to Elder Yao. If Duanmu Qingshan came back during this period, Elder Yao would hand it over to him.

Lin Xian'er was temporarily arranged by Ling Feng to Inquiry Sect, because she hoped that she could help Elder Yao to conquer the major sects of the Xianzhi Mountains during this holiday period. After he came back, she hoped that she could see a "Ling Shen Sect" that had begun to take shape.

This task is naturally a must for Lin Xian'er.

After all, except myself, the only person here who can suppress the two old guys, Taoist Tianyun and Cao Tailai, is Lin Xian'er.

Although Lin Xian'er didn't know where Ling Feng was going, Ling Feng made up his mind not to take her out, so she had to stay in the Immortal Sect obediently, and she could also wait and see if Duanmu Qingshan would come back within this period.

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After leaving the sect, Ling Feng headed south and headed straight for the demonic realm of the Southern Xinjiang.

The time left for him is not much.

The battle between life and death with Yan Jinghong is even more imminent.

Walking south, Ling Feng arrived at the legendary southern Xinjiang with the help of the power of the bastard donkey in about three days.

Southern Xinjiang refers to a large area in the south of the Tianbai Empire. In fact, except for a few cities where humans are active, most of the areas here are the kingdoms of the demon race.

In order to prevent the invasion of the demon race, a large number of troops stationed in this area, and the passages are very strict.

"Through this forest, you should be the last stop outside southern Xinjiang."

Ling Feng spread out the map in his hand and murmured to himself.

Originally, Ling Feng wanted the bastard to take him directly to the Tiandemon City, a demon tribe holy land, but the guy shrugged and actually said, "How can this divine beast know where Tiandemon City is?"

Ling Feng was speechless and asked the bastard, "Aren't you a demon clan?"

"Does the demon clan have to know about the Heavenly Demon City? This divine beast is not the demon clan of the Heavenly Demon City!"

Its rebuttal is reasonable and well-founded, and Ling Feng has nothing to say!

So, after wandering around for most of the day without success, Ling Feng had to honestly spend a high price to buy a rough map of the Southern Xinjiang Demon Realm.

Yes, just a rough map, it cost more than 8,000 crystal coins to Lingfeng!

Of course, some of this is the ingredient that treats Ling Feng as a sucker, but no matter where you buy such a map, the price is not much lower.

After all, this is a map explored by countless human warriors with their lives.

After leaving for most of the day, Ling Feng was still looking at the extremely rough map in his hand and fell into trouble.

As the saying goes, no one is perfect. If a person like Ling Feng insists on finding out some shortcomings, perhaps he is in the sense of recognition of the way, he tends to be a roadblock.

Looking at the almost identical woods in front of him, Ling Feng felt depressed.

Just as Ling Feng was hesitating about which direction to go, suddenly a rough voice came into his ears, "Huh? Why is there someone standing in front?"

Hey, someone is here!

Ling Feng was delighted and quickly turned his head to look. He saw a caravan about a hundred feet away in front of him and slowly marched.

There were about thirteen or fourteen carriages in the caravan. The merchant hired forty or fifty cultivators as bodyguards. From the breath, they all seemed to be not weak. The most powerful one actually reached the seventh level of the Transformation Yuan Realm.

These people immediately became alert when they saw someone blocking their way from afar. After all, in this wilderness where birds do not fly, they can't see a ghost on weekdays, and suddenly a person appears, which is really strange.

"Hey, who are you and what purpose are you?"

The leader of the caravan, a middle-aged man about forty, shouted at Ling Feng from afar.

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose and smiled faintly, for fear that these people would regard him as bandits who robbed the Tao.

"Don't panic, I'm just passing by, not robbery."

Ling Feng unfolded his body and quickly walked to more than 30 meters in front of the caravan before stopping, "Senior, I want to ask, where is this place and how far is it from Iron Wolf City?"

Only then did the caravan see clearly that the person blocking the road was just a boy, looking a little unkempt and ragged (this was all malicious revenge from the bastard. When he flew to the southern border with Ling Feng, he deliberately drilled into the forest, causing Ling Feng's clothes to be torn), and his true energy fluctuated all over his body, as if it was the realm of Condensation.

In their opinion, with such strength, it is tantamount to seeking death to rob their caravan.

"What a quick body move."

The middle-aged man in the lead lit up his eyes and he raised a thumb to Ling Feng, "Little brother, you can use this kind of body technique if you have only the cultivation level of meridian concentration, but you can use this kind of body technique. You should be a body-refining warrior, right?"

"That's right." Ling Feng shrugged and said helplessly: "But senior, you haven't answered my question yet, I'm lost."

"Haha." The leader smiled enthusiastically, "Brother, this is already the southernmost edge of the Tianbai Empire. Go southwest and you can reach Iron Wolf City tomorrow morning."

"Do you mean the southwest?" Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose and immediately bowed to the middle-aged man, "I understand, thank you for telling me."

"Little brother? What are you going to Iron Wolf City to do?"

The middle-aged team leader looked at Ling Feng and couldn't help but feel curious: Such a young man, who doesn't seem to be from this area, could he suddenly come here?

In his opinion, although Ling Feng's cultivation is not very high, at his young age, he is probably a genius from a big family. He wants to go to the periphery of the Southern Demon Realm to experience it.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man immediately smiled and said, "Little brother, your surname? I am Wang Tianlin, I am about to return to Iron Wolf City. If you don't mind, we can go together."

"Thank you then."

Ling Feng nodded. Anyway, the destination was the same, and the leader of this caravan looked pretty good. It would be fine to follow him for a while. Maybe you can also learn about some of the situations in the Southern Xinjiang Demon Realm.

"Don't be your last name." Ling Feng smiled, "My name is Ling Feng, and senior, just call me Xiao Feng."

Wang Tianlin nodded, "Then I'm not polite. Xiaofeng, meeting is fate. Although this place is just an outer area of ​​the endless forest, there are also fourth-level monsters appearing, which is not safe for you."

Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose, feeling secretly amused, but he still bowed to Wang Tianlin and said lightly: "Then thank you Senior Wang."

At this moment, the curtain of a carriage behind the convoy suddenly opened, revealing a pretty face.

This is a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a bit of beauty and pretty facial features. She is also considered a beauty.

However, the little beauty had a kind of coquettishness between her eyebrows and eyes. She was staring at Ling Feng fiercely at this moment, and said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, why are you talking to a little beggar so much? Let's leave by ourselves, what should he do?" (To be continued)
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