Deep in the dense forest on the outskirts of Black Spring Mountain, the Feng family's team of nearly two hundred people gradually slowed down.
Walking in the dense forest with deep tree roots and dense leaves, Fengmingxi felt that the closer he got to the huge Black Spring Mountains shrouded in clouds, the closer he felt to death. What he saw along the way
What he hears continues to leave an indelible impression on him.
This time, the Black Spring Mountain group and Fengming Xi naturally came with the belief that they would win the Purple Meteorite mineral vein in the Black Spring Mountain. However, the location of this mineral vein was not very clear to the Feng clan. Fengming Xi was because
His son Zhuge Yu suddenly sent a message telling him that there was a huge purple meteorite vein hidden in the Black Spring Mountain, and stated that if he could hold this vein in his hands, he would be able to completely establish a foothold in the Zhuge family.
As a parent, Feng Mingxi has the duty to help her with all her strength. Therefore, when she came out this time, she brought with her as many as seventeen masters from the Feng clan, including three who were at the level of Taoist martial arts, including herself.
The nine powerful men in this realm are all members of the Feng clan who are related by blood.
Of course, a Feng clan is far less skilled than the top ten clans. Including Fengmingxi, there are three masters of Taoism, nine Taoism masters, and as many as seventy-six Qiankun.
For clansmen in this realm, this is already the limit of the manpower that the Feng clan can bring. Even so, with so many experts, even if they are placed in the vast and boundless Tianhe Star Realm, they still belong to a large clan in the middle and upper reaches.
One clan has cultivated nearly a hundred Qiankun and Daowu realm experts who can practice in the realm of disorder. The inheritance of the Feng clan can be seen clearly.
However, to be on the safe side, Zhuge Yu mobilized his own connections and borrowed or invited more than a hundred people from all friendly forces in the Purple Sun Star Territory. Only then did he gather nearly two hundred experts to follow Feng Ming.
Xi came to compete for the Ziyun ore vein in Heiquan Mountain, resulting in the current momentum.
It can be said that whether a clan is powerful or not mainly depends on whether there are enough masters in the clan.
In the Tianhe Star Realm, even though there are many masters of the major heavenly sects, clans, and alliances, anyone who can gather more than two hundred people at once is a sign of extraordinary power.
Among them, the ten major clans and the four major alliances are not included.
Because the number of masters of the ten major clans and the four major alliances has already multiplied and changed many times in history after years of precipitation and reorganization. When they finally achieved a certain climate, it was not entirely the power of one person, but the power of one person.
Belonging to a large group of so-called like-minded practitioners who are connected with each other and form a huge network of contacts.
In addition, it is very rare to be able to mobilize more than two hundred people with one ethnic group.
Because of this, Fengmingxi cannot help but be arrogant and conceited.
However, the capable people in the world are like the stars in the sky. It is said that there are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, there is a sky outside the sky, and there is a sky above the sky. Practitioners need to encourage themselves and do not look down on others.
Since entering the battle, Fengming Xi has rarely experienced such a strong feeling. Once entering Black Spring Mountain, the team of two hundred people seemed to be majestic and high-spirited, but in fact they were circling in a place where the light waves wandered and the colors were ethereal.
This feeling left a deep impression on everyone the moment they entered the forest. It was obviously an ordinary dense forest, but it was filled with fog and dense clouds.
The sky is covered by clouds, and the vast dense forest is like a closed space. Although there is still sparse sunlight shining in from the sky, illuminating the surrounding areas, the warmth of sunlight rarely makes the forest feel warm.
The temperature changes moderately.
On the contrary, the climate in the dense forest of Black Spring Mountain is cold and biting, and the sounds of sobbing and crying coming from all directions never stop, as if this place is the prison of injustice left by the Nine Netherworld God, and everywhere is filled with unspeakable sorrows.
You resentment, walking in the dense forest, it seems that there are countless pairs of eyes with evil intentions, staring at the team.
The most important thing is that Fengming Xi has been walking around in the dense forest for half a day. The tall mountains in the distance are still the same as when they first entered the forest. There is always a distance to the mountains.
It seems to be within reach, but in fact it feels like it is far away.
While traveling, Feng and his party came to the outskirts of a large black spring eye area like a swamp. Looking at the bright black spring water eyes, Fengmingxi first stopped his lotus feet and stood in a dark place.
On the east side of the water spring, slowly lift your right hand from your side.
When the practitioners in the team saw Feng Mingxi's stop gesture, they immediately stopped from their instruments, jumped off the instruments one by one, took them back or held them in their hands.
Although the team of two hundred people had not undergone strict training or rehearsal, when danger and strangers appeared, they immediately showed their qualities as strong men.
Some Qiankun realm practitioners with low cultivation and weak strength in the team dispersed towards the periphery without saying a word, which expanded the territory occupied by the team several times, allowing some powerful practitioners with extremely high cultivation and respected status to
The reporter stopped when he stood in the center of the team and left an open space, and then saw nearly a hundred people with their bodies facing outward, in a prepared posture.
Fengmingxi, who had a beautiful and even charming appearance, walked toward the black water spring with a cold face. Standing in front of the spring, she lowered her head and glanced at the spring with black waves. Her eyebrows inadvertently knitted together. After some hesitation,
, Fengmingxi's expression suddenly tightened, and a touch of impetuous resentment flashed across his face. The crystal blue light around him was inexplicably agitated for a while, and finally he slapped the water surface hard with his right palm with the crystal blue light.
The crystal blue palm force spurted out, turning into a blue jade palm print, and landed on the black rippling spring. There was a bang, the water burst, the water curtain was dense, and the water was crystal clear like black jade beads, and immediately
Suddenly flew away.
The crystal blue palm seemed to be unsatisfied, and it passed through the water and pressed underwater. Not long after, everyone heard a sad whimper, and then a stray ghost popped out from the bottom of the water.
The cultivation level of this miscellaneous ghost is not high, but it still has the cultivation level of the early Qiankun. Unfortunately, it encountered Fengming Creek and received this palm. When it flew out of the water at a short height, it suddenly turned into a ball of black smoke and floated away.
And go.
"Huh, what a trick..." Fengmingxi destroyed the ghosts lurking under the black spring with one palm, as if the depression in his heart was greatly relieved.
The conceit and arrogance that had been cultivated between his brows for a long time appeared on his pretty face again. When his eyes were looking around the entire black water spring area, he suddenly saw some gray air currents in the void in front of him.
She laughed at her and drifted past her in a daze several times.
Feng Mingxi's eyes were full of anger, and with a pair of jade palms without thinking, as many as ten colorful swords shot out from between his fingers, just like a dozen colorful sword energies, hitting those gray with incomparable precision.
of airflow.
The roar sounded the next moment, and in the blink of an eye, the gray air flow was torn apart by the sword-like aura released from Fengmingxi's fingers, and scattered like clouds of smoke.
Unfortunately, this move not only failed to suppress Fengming Xi's anger, but when she saw the gray smoke floating in the sky above the black spring for a while, it actually turned into grimaces full of sarcasm and ridicule, directed at Fengming
Xi winced and winked. All the grimacing faces were indistinguishable from human beings, with all the same facial features and rich expressions.
But most of them were mocking, and even above the black spring, there were bursts of laughter floating over with ear-splitting sounds.
"Hey hey hey... Jie Jie Jie..."
The bursts of harsh laughter were horrifying, but what was annoying was that as the gray air exploded, this situation became even more extreme than before.
Those grimaces seemed to be laughing at Fengmingxi's incompetence...
"Damn it, what kind of monster is this? Why don't you show up to me quickly?"
Fengmingxi was furious, and the energy in his hand turned into a spear and he struck out without interruption. However, although the energy easily hit the target every time, more and more gray mist was floating above the black spring.
The gray mist turned into grimaces, mocking her wantonly. The more grimaces there were, the angrier Fengmingxi became.
Just like laughing at her incompetence, this is something that no one can bear.
In a rage, Fengmingxi made a move to rush forward, but the old woman and old man beside him saw this and stopped him.
"Clan leader, no, the Yin spirits here are so weird, they must be under the control of the formation master. He is deliberately forcing you to take action, the clan leader cannot be fooled."
"Whoa!"
Hearing this, Fengmingxi stubbornly threw away the old woman's hand and said sternly: "The people who set up this array clearly look down on me. I want to see who the saint is. You can open it for me, and the leader of this clan will meet him personally."
This person."
"Clan leader...that's not possible..."
"Clan leader...don't be impulsive..."
"Clan leader..."
When everyone saw that Feng Mingxi refused to listen to his advice, a large group of people immediately gathered around with a roar, at least a dozen of them, all members of the same clan of the Feng family. Among them were the elders and housekeepers of the Feng family.
There were also Fengmingxi's nephews, nieces and others. When a large group of people blocked Fengmingxi, the old man was the first to bear the brunt and moved some distance away, standing above the black spring area.
"Patriarch, even if you do it, you can't do it yourself. I'll do it for you. Let's see together who the guy who is playing tricks here is."
After the old man finished speaking, he no longer thought about flying out. As soon as he rushed out, a golden gourd flew out of his hand, and he threw it into the air. The gourd swelled in the wind, and it grew in just a blink of an eye.
ten times.
The old man stood behind, opened his mouth and spat out, and a golden air flow attached to the gourd, making the gourd covered with extremely beautiful golden colors.
This golden stream of color surrounded the gourd, and a large piece of golden fire suddenly spewed out from the gourd. It only turned around in the air, and those gray ghost faces immediately fled in all directions as if they had seen the god of plague.