After waiting for three days without seeing anyone, the people brought by Tang Feng were full of confidence in him and continued to ambush without any complaints. However, the spiritual masters from the major families seemed a little impatient.
They were not very willing to stay, and coupled with the mental stress caused by the long wait, and the panic of facing an unknown number of Blood Mist City masters, their emotions were already a bit unstable.
Zhuang Zhengqian and Bu Changtian sent messages more than once to ask if Tang Feng was sure. Tang Feng could only comfort them while observing the movement at the entrance.
Another three days passed, and the entrance was still peaceful. There was no sign of anyone coming in from the secular world. Tang Feng couldn't help but become anxious. The information he spied from Shadow's memory was absolutely correct, but he didn't know about Blood Mist City. Why don't the masters show up for so long? If they don't show up, there's no way Tang Feng will go to the secular world and catch them.
The patience of the spiritual masters from the major families was completely worn out. Zhuang Zhengqian and Bu Changtian led everyone to Tang Feng and said with a somewhat unhappy expression: "Young Master Tang, after some discussion, we have decided. I'll take my leave first, the heads of the major families are waiting for us to report on the sneak attack on Zhongling Valley, and we really can't stay for long."
Although Zhuang Zhengqian said it more politely, it was not difficult to see from his face that he was very dissatisfied with Tang Feng's actions this time, and everyone else probably meant the same thing.
Tang Feng kept talking, knowing that he could not force them to stay. If he persisted in his opinion, it would only make them more unhappy. By then, the gains would outweigh the losses. He could only say: "In that case, seniors, please be careful all the way, juniors. Not sending it."
Anyway, the formation has been set up. Ten people on his side plus six medicine corpses can also make a sneak attack, but the number of enemies that may be killed will be fewer. The reason why Tang Feng brought all the masters from the major families here is because he wanted to Kill more enemies.
As soon as Tang Feng finished speaking, Uncle Xiao suddenly exclaimed: "Look over there, there is movement."
Everyone turned to look in the direction directed by Uncle Xiao, and saw a ripple-like fluctuation coming from the halo at the entrance.
Someone came in from outside!
This obvious sign made everyone feel shocked. The masters of the major families who were saying goodbye to Tang Feng leaned down warily, for fear of being seen by others.
After a breath, a man wearing a white robe appeared at the entrance. He stopped as soon as he entered the land of spiritual veins, and then stood there stupidly, his brows furrowed, and the soles of his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. , and can no longer move.
"White robe!" Ouyang Yu whispered beside Tang Feng: "He is a grassroots disciple of Blood Mist City."
Grandma Sun is finally here! A big stone fell in Tang Feng's heart, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. After waiting for so long and not seeing anyone from Blood Mist City, he thought that the masters from Blood Mist City had given up this time. plan.
"How come people in Blood Mist City are so particular about how they dress?" Tang Feng looked at the Blood Mist City disciple who was dressed in red and asked casually.
Ouyang Yu explained: "Well, the clothes in Blood Mist City are divided into five colors. The yellow robe is the lowest grade. It is usually worn by people below the heaven level. They are the slaves and servants of Blood Mist City. The white robe in front of me It is worn by the heavenly level, which has a higher status and can be regarded as the grassroots disciple of Blood Mist City. The higher level is the black robe, which can only be worn by the spiritual level. People who wear clothes of this color are masters. If you meet the sect master Be careful."
"Are there two more types?" Tang Feng turned around and asked.
"Red robes can only be worn by spiritual people with a certain status in Blood Mist City, such as deacons, protectors and the like. Master, if you encounter someone wearing a golden robe... just run as far as you can. Well, that symbolizes the identity of the city lord and deputy city lord of Blood Mist City."
Although Ouyang Yu lowered his voice when he said these words, everyone present was basically a spiritual master, and their hearing was naturally extraordinary, so they all heard these words in their ears.
"This brother seems to know Blood Mist City very well." The old man surnamed Huang couldn't help but turn his head and glance at Ouyang Yu.
Ouyang Yu smiled faintly: "I have dealt with them a lot."
Just kidding, Ouyang Yu is originally from Blood Mist City, so he naturally knows these things. However, when Tang Feng first saw him, he didn't seem to be wearing a black robe or a red robe. He probably didn't bother to wear it so showily.
"What's going on with that kid?" Zhuang Zhengqian stared at the white-robed disciple of Blood Mist City who walked in from the outside. He was indeed only at the Heaven level, but he had been standing there since he came in, frowning. He had a bitter and resentful expression on his face, as if someone owed him millions of taels of silver. His eyes were distracted and not focused on any point at all.
Tang Feng chuckled and entered the black cloud formation. All vision and hearing were deprived. Looking around, there was only endless darkness. The boy in white robe probably didn't know where he had entered for a while and was confused. .
As he spoke, the boy in white robe stretched out his hands, groping the void while slowly moving forward.
"Blind man?" This scene couldn't help but make the spiritual masters from various major families have a conjecture in their minds.
But then I thought about it and something was wrong. If I was really blind, how could I enter the land of spiritual veins? The entrance was not something that a blind person could find.
After waiting for a long time, the white-robed disciple was still groping, but there was no other movement at the entrance.
"This guy is probably a spy sent by Blood Mist City. The large team is still behind. Once they find that there is nothing abnormal here, they will definitely rush in together." Tang Feng judged, and this statement was agreed by everyone.
"You guys wait, I'll trick the masters from Blood Mist City into coming in." After Tang Feng finished speaking, he rushed towards the white-robed disciples.
"Be careful, Feng'er." Ye Jiku warned worriedly.
The masters of the major families stared at Tang Feng's back. They wanted to know what Tang Feng would do to trick the people from Blood Mist City into coming in. Those people were not idiots. Since they would send a spy to explore the road first, they must be careful. Be very cautious, how can you be easily fooled?
Tang Feng was seen walking forward without any scruples. When he reached a certain point, his steps suddenly slowed down.
After entering the Black Cloud Formation, Tang Feng's vision and hearing also disappeared. However, since he was the one who set up the formation, he naturally knew the formation very well, so he did not panic at all. He just followed his own feelings and moved toward the white-robed man. The disciple walked slowly.
Condensing his aura and murderous intent, he gradually approached the opponent.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats. They could clearly see that the distance between Tang Feng and the white-robed disciple was getting closer and closer, but the other party showed no reaction and continued to grope like a blind man touching an elephant.
The distance between the two people was about three feet closer. The white-robed disciple stretched his hands in front, and was about to touch Tang Feng's chest. Tang Feng suddenly moved, and three inches of golden light burst out from his fingertips, like lightning. Poke it at the chin of the white-robed disciple.
Following a soft thud, the white-robed disciple fell to the ground and died without saying a word.
"Beautiful!" Zhuang Zhengqian kept praising him. The kung fu on his finger moved like the wind. Although he didn't know why the white-robed disciple didn't resist, the technique of killing the enemy with just one finger made people's eyes shine.
After killing the white-robed disciple, Tang Feng knelt down, took off his clothes, put them on himself, condensed the ghost of the other party, used the ability to fake the real thing, and walked directly towards the entrance.
There was a ripple, and Tang Feng's figure disappeared.
The masters from the major families almost screamed out in surprise. They didn't expect that Tang Feng would be so bold and skilled as to rush straight out of the land of spiritual veins.
After this trip...can I come back? There are countless masters from Blood Mist City waiting outside. Walking out of the land of spiritual veins is like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.
Zhuang Zhengqian and Bu Changtian turned around and were about to let Tang Dingtian go rescue them, but they saw that Tang Dingtian had a calm look on his face and showed no signs of anxiety at all. They couldn't help but swallow the words that came to their lips.
It's strange. His son is about to run away to die. How come this father doesn't know how to be anxious? Could it be that Tang Feng has any other ways to hide the truth?
However, it has to be said that Tang Dingtian's calmness made Zhuang Zhengqian and Bu Changtian calm down as well. The two masters just felt confused. Everything they saw today could not be explained by common sense.
After Tang Feng left the land of spiritual veins, his vision blurred. When he regained his sight, he was shocked by what he saw.
There are countless human heads so densely packed in the cave. Yellow robes, white robes, and black robes are mixed among them, making it extremely dazzling to see.
Yes, there are red robes! Tang Feng clearly saw three people wearing red robes standing in front of him. He was just hurriedly condensing the ghost of the white-robed disciple, and there was no time to check his memory, so even if Tang Feng knew The status of these three men in red robes is not low in Blood Mist City, and I don't know who they are.
"Why have you been here for so long?" A thin old man in red robe asked with a stern face.
Standing in front of the red-robed old man, even Tang Feng felt an invisible pressure, and a trace of sweat could not help but break out on his forehead. He quickly took the time to peek at the memory of the ghost that had just been condensed, lowered his head and clasped his fists, saying: "Excuse me. Elder, Uncle Blood Killer is waiting at the entrance. Just now, Uncle Master said a few words to me."
After hearing this, the red-robed old man's complexion dimmed a little, and he asked with kindness, "How are they going to kill them?"
"Everything is fine. It is said that there are no special masters in this land of spiritual veins. The master uncle and his people have already eaten away at many families and found out the location of the spiritual veins. They just wait for the elders to arrive and seize the spiritual veins." Tang Feng quietly wiped his sweat and talked to the old man in red robe as a disciple in white robe.
"Hmph." The red-robed old man snorted coldly, "Blood killing still can't change his arrogant personality, and he will suffer a big loss sooner or later. Every place with spiritual veins cannot be underestimated. There may be no masters anywhere. He really When we in Blood Mist City can cover the sky with one hand, the frog at the bottom of the well will look at the sky as big as a well!"
This old guy is quite difficult to deal with. Although he only said a few words, Tang Feng could still tell that this old man in red robe should be a very cautious person.
