"Hmph, everyone says Mu Feng is great, but I think it's nothing more than that."
The purple-robed monk smiled, turned around and left.
But when he turned around, he saw Mu Feng standing there, looking at him with a smile on his face.
"you……"
The purple-robed monk looked shocked. He didn't expect that Mu Feng didn't show anything at all before, but he didn't expect that he had already been discovered. ??
"Why do you want to arrest Xiaofei?" Mu Feng asked coldly.
The purple-robed monk was so nervous that he couldn't speak. His heart was already filled with fear. After all, Mu Feng never left Wutian's monks alive.
Except for those who couldn't beat him, everyone else died when they met Mu Feng.
"Don't want to say it? I have a way to make you speak, but you will have to endure some pain. I guarantee that your life will be worse than death."
Mu Feng's fists clenched as he approached the purple-robed monk step by step.
The purple-robed monk was extremely frightened, but he also suddenly became fierce and burst out with a burst of courage. He spread his hands and the blazing flames suddenly appeared, turning into a torrent of flames and rushing towards Mu Feng!
Mu Feng sighed. This purple-robed monk was only at the third level of the reincarnation realm. In his eyes, he was not much stronger than an ant. To attack him would be to seek death.
When the flames rushed in front of him, they stopped strangely and even surrounded him. This scene almost made the purple-robed monk's jaw drop.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't want the flames he released to surge towards him, and the temperature was even more terrifying than before!
"I was just asked to keep an eye on Yasha from above. They seem to know that you are coming, so they asked me to keep an eye on you here, hoping to use Yasha's hands to kill you!"
The purple-robed monk closed his eyes tightly, tensed his body, and shouted loudly and quickly.
The flames also stopped in front of him, and were controlled by Mu Feng at will. If he were not a monk who had been promoted to the supreme realm, using flames in front of him would be in vain.
Mu Feng frowned. It was impossible for the purple-robed monk to lie in this situation. He asked, "Are you the only one who kidnapped Xiao Fei?"
"Yes, I'm the only one!" The purple-robed monk breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly replied.
"No, there were several pairs of footprints at that time. You are definitely not the only one. You are lying!" Mu Feng shouted sharply, and the flames got closer to the purple-robed monk.
The terrifying temperature made him break out into a cold sweat, but he was evaporated by the flames in an instant.
"There is indeed another person, but he ran away a long time ago. I am really the only one behind!" The purple-robed monk cried sadly.
"Why did he run away early?" Mu Feng asked doubtfully.
"How do I know..." The purple-robed monk realized that his tone was bad and quickly continued: "I don't know either, they didn't tell me anything."
Mu Feng began to think deeply, and felt that there seemed to be something fishy in it, but through a layer of fog, he could not see clearly at all, and there were many things that he had not figured out.
Seeing that Mu Feng was deep in thought, the purple-robed monk turned around and ran away in an attempt to escape. Unfortunately, the blazing flames suddenly attacked him and penetrated his chest like a meteor!
After killing the purple-robed monk, Mu Feng stepped forward and took off the purple-robed monk's space sacred instrument, and found a knife in it with a magic eye symbol on it.
This is a magic weapon that almost everyone in Wutian has. When killing people, the magic weapon can absorb the evil spirit of blood and become stronger and stronger.
Mu Feng threw up the magic weapon , then used Qingxiao Sword, and struck the magic weapon hard with a sword, and with a click, the magic weapon broke.
After destroying the magic weapon, he hurried back to Xiao Fei.
"Brother, what did you do?" Xiao Fei asked.
Mu Feng smiled: "Don't worry, it's okay. I didn't think well this time and put you in danger again. I really feel bad about it."
Xiao Fei nodded repeatedly, her eyes were red: "No, brother, I have to follow you, and no one has ever been so kind to me. I am very satisfied."
Looking at her, Mu Feng felt even more distressed, as if this little girl was really his sister. He smiled and took Xiaofei back to the Qianlong Clan's territory.
Those killed corpses made Xiao Fei's body tremble. Seeing such a scene, she seemed to think of the space under the well.
But she persisted forcefully.
Yasha was burying his own people. His movements were not fast, but very powerful.
Mu Feng stepped forward and did not speak. Instead, he silently helped Yaksha bury these Thousand Dragon Clan members.
Even Xiaofei, after hesitating for a while, ran over to help.
It wasn't until dark that they buried all the corpses. Yasha went to the foot of the mountain in the distance and kept bombarding the rocks, and moved big stones to cover the graves underneath.
In this way, the gods and demons will not dig out these corpses easily.
The three of them sat down to rest and lit a fire. Although there were corpses on the ground next to them, it didn't feel eerie.
"Has anyone been caught?" Yasha suddenly asked.
Mu Feng nodded: "He was killed by me. He may have participated in the killing of your people, but the mastermind behind the scenes has long since escaped."
"Just know it's them, I will kill them all!" Yaksha said viciously.
The three of them stayed in front of the fire all night. Early the next morning, Yasha took Mu Feng to look for the Pure Spirit Fruit. Sure enough, it was not far from the Qianlong Clan.
This fruit tree is as thick as a thigh, with a fluorescent fruit hanging on it, which is as big as a fist and looks very conspicuous.
From this lesson, it takes a hundred years for a fruit tree to grow a single fruit. If no one picks it, the fruit will remain on the tree until someone picks it, and another one will grow.
The previous fruits were all picked by the Qianlong tribe, but this time they didn't have time to pick them yet.
Mu Feng understood that the reason why Yasha was so powerful was not only because of their bloodline, but also because of the blessings of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in Qiandie Peak.
The Qianlong Clan knew how to survive in the dangerous depths of Qiandie Peak, but they did not avoid Wutian, a group of ruthless monks.
After taking away the Pure Spirit Fruit, Mu Feng couldn't help but feel excited. After finding several other materials, he could start making the Essence Blood God Pill.
Before leaving, Mu Feng suddenly stopped and asked Yasha: "Are you useless for this tree?"
"Of course it won't be used anymore, but I will definitely come back to worship my people in the future." Yasha said, "You want to transplant this tree? It's useless. As long as you leave here, the tree will die."
Mu Feng smiled slightly: "I have a way to make it survive."
So he stepped forward and dug out the entire tree, and then put it into the Golden Book World. In the Golden Book World, the Pure Spirit Fruit Tree not only survived, but even lived better than outside. "Huh, everyone is doing well.
To say that Mu Feng is great is nothing more than that in my opinion."
The purple-robed monk smiled, turned around and left.
But when he turned around, he saw Mu Feng standing there, looking at him with a smile on his face.
"you……"
The purple-robed monk looked shocked. He didn't expect that Mu Feng didn't show anything at all before, but he didn't expect that he had already been discovered.
"Why do you want to arrest Xiaofei?" Mu Feng asked coldly.
The purple-robed monk was so nervous that he couldn't speak. His heart was already filled with fear. After all, Mu Feng never left Wutian's monks alive.
Except for those who couldn't beat him, everyone else died when they met Mu Feng.
"Don't want to say it? I have a way to make you speak, but you will have to endure some pain. I guarantee that your life will be worse than death."
Mu Feng's fists clenched as he approached the purple-robed monk step by step.
The purple-robed monk was extremely frightened, but he also suddenly became fierce and burst out with a burst of courage. He spread his hands and the blazing flames suddenly appeared, turning into a torrent of flames and rushing towards Mu Feng!
Mu Feng sighed. This purple-robed monk was only at the third level of the reincarnation realm. In his eyes, he was not much stronger than an ant. To attack him would be to seek death.
When the flames rushed in front of him, they stopped strangely and even surrounded him. This scene almost made the purple-robed monk's jaw drop.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't want the flames he released to surge towards him, and the temperature was even more terrifying than before!
"I was just asked to keep an eye on Yasha from above. They seem to know that you are coming, so they asked me to keep an eye on you here, hoping to use Yasha's hands to kill you!"
The purple-robed monk closed his eyes tightly, tensed his body, and shouted loudly and quickly.
The flames also stopped in front of him, and were controlled by Mu Feng at will. If he were not a monk who had been promoted to the supreme realm, using flames in front of him would be in vain.
Mu Feng frowned. It was impossible for the purple-robed monk to lie in this situation. He asked, "Are you the only one who kidnapped Xiao Fei?"
"Yes, I'm the only one!" The purple-robed monk breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly replied.
"No, there were several pairs of footprints at that time. You are definitely not the only one. You are lying!" Mu Feng shouted sharply, and the flames got closer to the purple-robed monk.
The terrifying temperature made him break out into a cold sweat, but he was evaporated by the flames in an instant.
"There is indeed another person, but he ran away a long time ago. I am really the only one behind!" The purple-robed monk cried sadly.
"Why did he run away early?" Mu Feng asked doubtfully.
"How do I know..." The purple-robed monk realized that his tone was bad and quickly continued: "I don't know either, they didn't tell me anything."
Mu Feng began to think deeply, and felt that there seemed to be something fishy in it, but through a layer of fog, he could not see clearly at all, and there were many things that he had not figured out.
Seeing that Mu Feng was deep in thought, the purple-robed monk turned around and ran away in an attempt to escape. Unfortunately, the blazing flames suddenly attacked him and penetrated his chest like a meteor!
After killing the purple-robed monk, Mu Feng stepped forward and took off the purple-robed monk's space sacred instrument, and found a knife in it with a magic eye symbol on it.
This is a magic weapon that almost everyone in Wutian has. When killing people, the magic weapon can absorb the evil spirit of blood and become stronger and stronger.
Mu Feng threw up the magic weapon , then used Qingxiao Sword, and struck the magic weapon hard with a sword, and with a click, the magic weapon broke.
After destroying the magic weapon, he hurried back to Xiao Fei.
"Brother, what did you do?" Xiao Fei asked.
Mu Feng smiled: "Don't worry, it's okay. I didn't think well this time and put you in danger again. I really feel bad about it."
Xiao Fei nodded repeatedly, her eyes were red: "No, brother, I have to follow you, and no one has ever been so kind to me. I am very satisfied."
Looking at her, Mu Feng felt even more distressed, as if this little girl was really his sister. He smiled and took Xiaofei back to the Qianlong Clan's territory.
Those killed corpses made Xiao Fei's body tremble. Seeing such a scene, she seemed to think of the space under the well.
But she persisted forcefully.
Yasha was burying his own people. His movements were not fast, but very powerful.
Mu Feng stepped forward and did not speak. Instead, he silently helped Yaksha bury these Thousand Dragon Clan members.
Even Xiaofei, after hesitating for a while, ran over to help.
It wasn't until dark that they buried all the corpses. Yasha went to the foot of the mountain in the distance and kept bombarding the rocks, and moved big stones to cover the graves underneath.
In this way, the gods and demons will not dig out these corpses easily.
The three of them sat down to rest and lit a fire. Although there were corpses on the ground next to them, it didn't feel eerie.
"Has anyone been caught?" Yasha suddenly asked.
Mu Feng nodded: "He was killed by me. He may have participated in the killing of your people, but the mastermind behind the scenes has long since escaped."
"Just know it's them, I will kill them all!" Yaksha said viciously.
The three of them stayed in front of the fire all night. Early the next morning, Yasha took Mu Feng to look for the Pure Spirit Fruit. Sure enough, it was not far from the Qianlong Clan.
This fruit tree is as thick as a thigh, with a fluorescent fruit hanging on it, which is as big as a fist and looks very conspicuous.
From this lesson, it takes a hundred years for a fruit tree to grow a single fruit. If no one picks it, the fruit will remain on the tree until someone picks it, and another one will grow.
The previous fruits were all picked by the Qianlong tribe, but this time they didn't have time to pick them yet.
Mu Feng understood that the reason why Yasha was so powerful was not only because of their bloodline, but also because of the blessings of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in Qiandie Peak.
The Qianlong Clan knew how to survive in the dangerous depths of Qiandie Peak, but they did not avoid Wutian, a group of ruthless monks.
After taking away the Pure Spirit Fruit, Mu Feng couldn't help but feel excited. After finding several other materials, he could start making the Essence Blood God Pill.
Before leaving, Mu Feng suddenly stopped and asked Yasha: "Are you useless for this tree?"
"Of course it won't be used anymore, but I will definitely come back to worship my people in the future." Yasha said, "You want to transplant this tree? It's useless. As long as you leave here, the tree will die."
Mu Feng smiled slightly: "I have a way to make it survive."
So he stepped forward and dug out the entire tree, and then put it into the Golden Book World. In the Golden Book World, the Pure Spirit Fruit Tree not only survived, but even lived better than outside.