Mu Feng followed the young man through the hall and entered a large quiet room.
In the quiet room, there are more than ten stone platforms, which are tilted here and there, and there is a blackened hole in the ground in the center.
Apparently, there had been an explosion in this quiet room before.
In front of the quiet room, there are three figures standing, the first of whom is a thin middle-aged man with a gloomy face.
The middle-aged man is wearing a wide robe of a spiritual craftsman, with a badge on his chest and a gold pattern drawn on it. He is a yellow-level spiritual craftsman.
This person is Qiu Jiuxiang who is worshiped by the Li family.
On both sides of Qiu Jiuxiang, stood a tall warrior with a powerful aura, looking at Mu Feng eagerly.
When Mu Feng saw the figure stepping on Qiu Jiuxiang's feet, the murderous intent in his eyes emerged as if it were real.
The figure stepping on Qiu Jiuxiang's feet was none other than Ji Wenshu.
At this moment, Ji Wenshu's body was burnt black, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his breath was weak and dying.
"Master, I brought this waste!" The young man stepped forward and smiled flatteringly at Qiu Jiuxiang.
Qiu Jiuxiang nodded and said, "Well done!"
After saying that, his eyes fell on Mu Feng and mocked: "I just spread the word randomly, but you loser really came here!"
Mu Feng raised his head, looked at Ji Wenshu coldly, and said, "Qiu Jiuxiang, why do you know that Mr. Ji has a relationship with me?"
Mu Feng was quite confused. He had just arrived in the capital, and Ji Wenshu separated from him immediately. The Li family should not have found out that Mr. Ji had a relationship with him.
"Thanks to my good apprentice! When you first entered the capital, he happened to be nearby and recognized you and your group!
Coincidentally, this old guy came to assess the qualifications of a Huang-level spiritual craftsman, and I am the assessor!"
Qiu Jiuxiang continued proudly: "I just used a little trick to make this old guy fail the assessment and his reputation was ruined!" The young man glanced at Mu Feng contemptuously and said, "Mu Feng, you'd better catch this good-for-nothing! Now you're already a turtle in the urn!"
Mu Feng said calmly: "This is the spiritual pagoda, not the Li family! Do you dare to attack me here?"
Qiu Jiuxiang laughed proudly and said: "Mu Feng, I was right to say that you are a waste! Look around you!"
Mu Feng looked around and found that there were many weapon fragments scattered in the quiet room, and several of them were yellow-level spiritual weapons.
"These weapons and spiritual soldiers were all damaged by Ji Wenshu. I only need to say that you are an accomplice. Do you think the people in the spiritual tower will believe me or you, a loser?"
Qiu Jiuxiang was confident and continued: "In the spiritual pagoda, damaging the spiritual soldiers is a serious crime! Now, it is reasonable for me to kill you and Ji Wenshu on the spot."
Ji Wenshu lay on the ground, barely raised his head, looked at Mu Feng and hissed: "Master Mu... leave quickly! This is... a trap!"
boom!
As soon as Ji Wenshu finished speaking, he was severely stepped on the ground by Qiu Jiuxiang.
"Now remind me, it's too late! You two take down this trash!" Qiu Jiuxiang showed a cruel smile and ordered the two warriors beside him.
"yes!"
The two warriors responded, took a step forward, and rushed toward Mu Feng, one from the left and the other from the right.
A single-color life wheel appeared in the lower abdomen of these two warriors, and they were only at the first level of life wheel cultivation.
In an instant, two warriors appeared on the left and right of Mu Feng, punching out directly at Mu Feng's temple, killing him directly.
Mu Feng opened his hands, one to the left and the other to the right, and easily held the fists of the two warriors in his hands.
"What's going on with this guy? He's so energetic!
"
The expressions of the two warriors changed drastically. Their fists were tightly squeezed by Mu Feng and they were unable to move at all.
"Qiu Jiuxiang, you probably don't know that I am no longer what I used to be, right??!"
Mu Feng slowly raised his head, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body, instantly spreading throughout the quiet room.
In an instant, the pressure in the quiet chamber increased sharply, and the dust scattered on the ground slowly floated up.
"You...your cultivation level..."
Qiu Jiuxiang's pupils shrank and she stared at Mu Feng's lower abdomen.
There, a four-color destiny wheel appeared.
boom! .??.
Mu Feng slammed his hands, and the two warriors caught in Mu Feng's hands fell heavily to the ground, and the sound of broken bones could be heard throughout their bodies.
When Mu Feng let go of his hands, the two warriors lost all breath and were thrown to death.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
Mu Feng stepped forward, like a wild beast, slowly approaching Qiu Jiuxiang.
Mu Feng's momentum became more and more terrifying, like a mountain crushing Qiu Jiuxiang, forcing him to his knees on the ground.
"You are obviously a waste with no cultivation, why... why are you so powerful?"
Qiu Jiuxiang looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes were red, and blazing red flames suddenly surged out of his body.
"Is this guy really that good-for-nothing Mu Feng? Why is he so powerful? He actually forced the master to use the Red Lotus Fire!"
The young man was so frightened that he huddled in the corner, trembling and watching the scene in front of him.
Red flames burst out and turned into burning fire lotus in mid-air, blasting towards Mu Feng.
The moment the red lotus flame fell on Mu Feng, the latter just stretched out his right hand and grabbed it gently.
The red lotus flame shrank to the size of a palm, floating quietly on Mu Feng's palm, as if An obedient little sheep.
"Impossible? My Red Lotus Fire was actually conquered by him?" Qiu Jiuxiang turned pale with fright.
Spiritual fire is the source of power for a spiritual craftsman. Without the spiritual fire, a spiritual craftsman is half useless.
Mu Feng deprived Qiu Jiuxiang of his spiritual fire, which was equivalent to depriving Qiu Jiuxiang of his identity as a spiritual craftsman.
"Old guy, you shouldn't do it at all, you just shouldn't provoke me! If you do, then die!"
Mu Feng grabbed the red lotus fire in his right hand and pressed it on Qiu Jiuxiang's head.
"Ah! Ah! Ah..."
Qiu Jiuxiang let out a shrill scream, and the sound of flesh and blood being burned was so harsh in the quiet room.
After a while, the screams stopped suddenly, and Qiu Jiuxiang was completely burned to death by the red lotus fire.
"Kill...kill someone!"
After Qiu Jiuxiang was burned alive, the young man had already arrived at the door of the quiet room and escaped without looking back.
Mu Feng ignored the young man and squatted down to check Ji Wenshu's injuries.
Ji Wenshu was seriously injured, with scars all over his body, and the explosion caused by the failed weapon refining also damaged his organs.
"Mr. Ji, take this elixir first!"
Mu Feng helped Ji Wenshu up and took out a spirit-accumulating blood pill from the space ring.
After swallowing the elixir, Ji Wenshu's injuries eased a lot and his consciousness regained consciousness.
"Master Mu, I am the one who has caused trouble to you this time! I'm sorry!"
After Ji Wenshu noticed Qiu Jiuxiang's body, he whispered with guilt on his face.
Mu Feng patted Ji Wenshu and said gently: "Qiu Jiuxiang came for me. Speaking of which, I should be the one who got you involved!"
Kick, kick, kick!
At this moment, dense footsteps sounded outside the quiet room, approaching menacingly.