Chen Mengji sat there, and at this time his eyes completely turned into blue, and a series of magnificent flows of fate changed in his eyes, unpredictable.
Even Long Xiaoshan was a little surprised.
Professional is professional. Compared with his three-legged cat's destiny technique, Chen Mengji is much more brilliant.
Even Wen Qingcheng is far inferior to him.
After all, Wen Qingcheng's cultivation is still very low, just a golden elixir, and Chen Mengji is already a half-step god-turning existence. The realm difference between the two sides is huge. Even if the same destiny technique is used by different people, the effect will naturally be different.
Chen Mengji kept tugging his hands, and many shadows of fate flashed in his eyes.
Because Long Xiaoshan doesn't have anything left by Chen Yuerong, it brings great difficulty to divination. However, the reason why the destiny master is rare is that he has an extraordinary understanding of the way of fate, and is almost omnipotent. Calculate the degree.
After a while, Chen Mengji looked and said, "She should be in this star field..."
Long Xiaoshan was delighted. It seemed that he had no problem with his calculations before: "Where can you calculate it?"
"This takes time. After all, this star field is not small, and it lacks divination objects and cannot be accurately positioned. But I will do my best..." Chen Mengji dared not say too much, and even deliberately said it more difficult. After all, this is a matter of fact. The great monk owes him a good opportunity.
While urging his magic power, he muttered something, his fingers moved faster, and the blue light condensed into the void like auspicious lights, like a vast river.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly Chen Mengji said: “I seem to see it…hey…no, senior, you are counting, your fate fluctuates greatly, and it is entangled with black air. This is a sign of death!”
"What?" Long Xiaoshan suddenly stood up, grabbed Chen Mengji's hand, and snorted: "Where is she?"
"Wait... Wait... I'm still counting..." Chen Mengji did not dare to be negligent. In desperation, he even bit through the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the phantom in the blue light in front of him suddenly became clear...
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A Rongshen ran in the alley with one foot shallow and one foot shallow. The road here was muddy. As soon as it rained, she ran forward desperately.
"Where are you running!" Mu Feng's gloomy roar came from behind.
Footsteps approached very quickly. Mu Feng was already a mid-stage cultivator in the foundation building stage, while A Rong was only at the ninth level of Qi refining. Even if Mu Feng was injured, his speed would be far higher than A Rong. In fact, if he hadn't been afraid of the strangeness in A Rong's hands weapon.
He had already caught up with her.
call!
He threw out a spiritual weapon, turned into a black light and covered Arong. Arong sensed something and quickly turned around and fired several shots, bang bang bang bang bang!
A few loud noises broke out, and the black light flew away.
Mu Feng grabbed the black light. It was a round bowl with a few more pits on it, and there were already some cracks. I didn't expect that Arong had such a powerful thing on his body. It was just strange. This powerful spiritual weapon was a refining The Qi cultivator urged him, and he might have exhausted all his magic power in just a few strokes. How could Arong still launch an attack while running with all his might?
The two people rushed out of the slums while chasing.
The two of them fought several times. Arong used the gun in his hand to knock Mu Feng back several times, but the bullets were also consumed rapidly. The gun had been used for many years and there were not many bullets.
Arong knew that once the bullets were exhausted, she would have no resistance in front of Mu Feng.
So she rushed towards the direction of the city in the city. There should be guards there. Although these guards often oppress low-level monks, at least Mu Feng dared not be unscrupulous.
Mu Feng obviously knew Arong's intention and chased him even harder, and gunfire kept coming from the darkness.
Arong finally saw the lights of the market. At this moment, several people rushed out of the darkness opposite. Arong hurriedly shouted for help, but when those people rushed closer and blocked Arong's way, Arong's face changed, she
I have seen clearly that these people are from the adventure team.
Mu Feng's gloomy voice came from behind: "Catch her."
Arong raised his gun without hesitation and shot. A few lights rays of fire appeared on the bodies of the people who rushed up and kept regressing.
Kakka—
Arong's face changed, and the sound of an empty gun came from the pistol, and there were no bullets.
She jumped hard and jumped over the heads of several people, but the next moment, a huge wind sounded from behind, bang!
Arong hit the ground and got out more than ten meters.
Her clothes were all scratched, her head was covered with blood, and her whole back was so painful that it seemed that the bones were broken a lot. She struggled to get up, but Mu Feng had already rushed to her and stepped on her
Her back.
"If you don't want toast, you stinky girl!"
After so many obstacles before, he was even shot several times and was injured. A mere Qi Refining Cultivator actually caused him to suffer such a great loss. Mu Feng had no patience at all, and was more angry and embarrassed.
The so-called affectionate demeanor was completely torn off. He grabbed Arong's hair and pulled her head up: "Yes, this stinky girl, I'll give you shamelessness, so you will be happy? Are you satisfied?"
Several other adventure team members surrounded Arong's face, although covered in blood, did not disguise.
"This Arong is so beautiful."
"Boss, you still have a vicious vision."
"Boss, if you have enjoyed such a top-notch, you have to let us have a drink of soup."
Mu Feng smiled gloomyly and said, "When did I treat you badly? This time, I will play for three days first, and the rest will belong to you."
It was obviously not the first time he did this.
Arong's heart sank into the valley, she struggled violently, but how could she break free with her strength? Mu Feng grabbed her and sneered: "I originally wanted to give you some special treatment, I didn't
Lie, it's really the first time I feel moved. It's a pity that you're asking for it..."
boom!
Suddenly, a violent sword light slashed down with the sound of wind and thunder, forcing Mu Feng to retreat quickly. A figure rushed to Arong's side, and picked her up and flew forward.
"Catch him!"
Mu Feng and others were shocked and hurriedly caught up.
"Aqiong..." Arong's voice was weak, and it was Aqiong who saved her. She finally came. Before she escaped from the hut, she crushed a talisman.
"Fortunately I arrived, don't talk."
Arjun received a message while doing a task outside and gave up the task as quickly as possible. He was only one step away from Arong and was quite fortunate.
But the roar behind him quickly made Arqiong look solemn.
Mu Feng and others chased her very quickly. She had just entered the foundation building shortly after she entered the foundation building, and Mu Feng was an old foundation building. All the few around him were foundation building, and the strength of both sides was not proportional at all.
Several rays of light and shrilling wind sounded, which were several spiritual weapons. Arqiong turned around and took out a few slashes. With a few loud bangs, Arqiong spitted out a mouthful of blood and his whole body stumbled and fell down.
But at this time, Arjun tried his best to move forward and just fell to the entrance of the market. She shouted loudly: "Help!"
There are guards at the entrance of the market. They have actually noticed that someone is taking action, but no one cares. That direction is close to the slums. There must be low-level monks, and no one cares about the life or death of some low-level monks.
However, when Ah Qiong and others fell to their feet, this was the entrance to the market, and they could not ignore it, so as not to make it sound bad.
"stop!"
Several people walked up and stopped Mu Feng: "You guys are fighting here, are you still rules?"
Mu Feng and others narrowed their eyes. Of course they recognized these as guards in the market. Mu Feng said loudly: "A few brothers, these two women stole our things, so we came to catch him, and there has not been a Fang here yet.
City, I’ll give you some face and invite you to drink some next day.”
As he said that, Mu Feng threw out a small bag of spirit stones.
Arjun shouted: "Don't listen to him slandering people, they want to steal us."
The guards in the lead grabbed the bag of spirit stones and looked at it, their faces were a little loose. Although there were not many spirit stones, Mu Feng and others were all foundation-building cultivators, and their cultivation was not high compared to the other two women.
As for whoever robs whom the spirit stone, they don't care.
"Then pay attention next time..."
After pondering for a while, the guards in the lead said this, which immediately made Aqiong and Arong feel cold. Sure enough, the cultivation world is full of profit-oriented people, and there is no so-called fairness and justice at all.
"Thank you." Mu Feng was overjoyed and winked. Several people came forward and wanted to capture Aqiong and Arong.
"You want spirit stones, right? I have them too, I'll give them to you!"
At this time, Aqiong's teeth bit and poured the storage bag out. Everyone's eyes were shaken, and then a pile of hill-like spirit stones fell to the ground. Although the quality of spirit stones was not very high,
There are so many spiritual stones that cannot be resisted. As soon as so many spiritual stones come out, the spiritual energy boils and soars into the sky.
Several market guards were stunned.
Then Mu Feng and others were stunned. They didn't expect that Ah Qiong had so many spirit stones on him, and there was no such ordinary foundation-building monks. No, there was definitely not. Foundation-building monks also consumed a lot, who would give them
So many spirit stones are saved.
At this time, they felt regretful. If they had known that Ah Qiong was so rich, they would never have let her escape here no matter what they said. They would have taken action in secret. How could so many spirit stones be exposed?
Seeing the hot light in the eyes of the guards in the market.
Mu Fengxin made a fuss and sent a voice: "Take it!"
Several people suddenly took action, and the spiritual weapon hit several guards. The guards did not expect Mu Feng and others to dare to take action. Moreover, their minds were attracted by the spirit stones and were caught off guard and were immediately smashed away.
Mu Feng grabbed the spirit stone. As long as he got the spirit stone, he immediately fled to Donglun City. The star of the wooden tower is so big that who can catch him?
Just as the spirit stones were floating up and about to fall into his hands, a powerful pressure suddenly came, fixing everyone, and then a figure appeared next to them and said coldly: "What a courage!"