Everyone looked at Mu Feng and their eyes widened.
No one would have thought that Mu Feng would dare to call out the powerful Spirit Master!
Murong Wangfu is a spiritual master!
A true spiritual master!
Who dares to provoke such a strong person easily?
But in Mu Feng's words, the identity of Murong Wangfu, the spiritual master, was different.
Murong Wangfu clenched his fists, he didn't expect Mu Feng to have such a palace.
If Mu Feng grows up, Qingdan Sect will be destroyed by Mu Feng sooner or later!
Today, Mu Feng must die!
But Yao Yu, he was also saved!
"Mu Feng, if you let Yao Yu go, the grievances between our Qingdan Sect and you will be wiped out." Murong Wangfu took a deep breath, Yao Yu can't die!
"We at the Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion can pretend that nothing has happened." A Ten-Star Spirit King from the Ten Thousand Medicine Pavilion also stood up.
Yao Yu is the number one genius of Wanyao Pavilion, so they cannot ignore things.
If something happened to Yao Yu, Zhang Qishan might go crazy!
Mu Feng looked at Yao Yu who was foaming at the mouth in his hand, and smiled lightly, "Then tell me first how to enter this Dan Tomb."
Murong Wangfu and others were shocked. Is this Mu Feng going to enter Danzhong?
"This is the tomb of our Qingdan Sect. How can you enter it at will?" Murong Wangfu frowned.
Entering the Alchemy Tomb will not only bring out spiritual blood, but there will also be many adventures!
Otherwise, Yao Yu would not have agreed to the Qing Dan Sect so easily. After all, the treasures in the Dan Tomb were all the work of the Poison Emperor!
"If you don't tell him, he will die."
Mu Feng exerted a slight force on his hand, and Yao Yu struggled, feeling extremely painful.
Murong Wangfu gritted his teeth, he had already felt the pressure from Wanyao Pavilion.
Everything he has now is given by Wanyao Pavilion. Even if half of the disciples of Qingdan Sect die, Yao Yu cannot die!
"Okay, as long as you take this object, you can enter." Murong Wangfu threw a crystal clear orb to Mu Feng.
Mu Feng looked at Baozhu and smiled lightly, dragging Yao Yu closer to Danzhong.
Everyone moved with Mu Feng, fearing that Mu Feng would attack Yao Yu.
Standing next to Danzhong, Yao Yu's face was extremely pale at this time, like a corpse.
"Mu Feng, you should release Yao Yu now!" Murong Qin gritted her teeth and said, she hated Mu Feng so much that she wanted to skin him alive!
"Oh, I'll give it back to you then."
Mu Feng suddenly took action and slapped Yao Yu on the back.
Yao Yu flew out and was picked up by Murong Wang Fu.
But the moment he took the medicine, Murong Wangfu's face became extremely gloomy.
Yao Yu's spiritual power was completely dissipated, and his soul was shattered to pieces!
Yao Yu instantly became a waste!
How is this different from the dead?
But at this time, Mu Feng had already entered the Dan Tomb, and they couldn't get in at all.
"Mu Feng! I want you to die!"
Murong Wangfu screamed at the sky, he could not let Mu Feng go!
cannot!
The entire Qingdan Sect surrounded the Danzhong. They waited for Mu Feng to appear and then took Mu Feng's life unless Mu Feng did not appear!
"metropolitan!"
Fan Qiang frowned and walked up, looking at Murong Wangfu hesitantly.
"Go and inform Pavilion Master Zhang, hoping he can temporarily stop the people from Wanxiang Sect." Murong Wangfu's eyes flashed with chills.
Mu Feng must die!
…
Mu Feng, who entered the Dan Tomb, was already striding forward.
Inside the Danzhong, it was completely deserted.
Mu Feng couldn't see any treasure at all, and there was no so-called spiritual blood.
On the yellow sand, Mu Feng could see a few medicinal herbs.
"Linglong grass?" Mu Feng looked at the medicinal herbs at his feet in surprise. Linglong grass is a very precious medicinal material, and it actually appeared here!
"Take it, take it."
Mu Feng grinned and put away the exquisite grass.
This exquisite grass can fetch tens of millions of spirit yuan in Tianzhou, but it is a good thing.
Along the way, Mu Feng also harvested a lot of medicinal materials. If these medicinal materials were used to refine elixirs, Mu Feng might even be able to refine eight-star elixirs!
"Um?"
But a grave in front attracted Mu Feng's attention.
Mu Feng strode away. He remembered that the Qingdan Sect had a close relationship with the Poison Emperor. Could this be the Poison Emperor's tomb?
"The Poison Emperor was a ninth-grade alchemist back then, so he was considered an old-timer." Mu Feng rubbed his chin, thinking it would be better not to dig this grave himself.
"Buzz buzz buzz."
Just when Mu Feng was hesitating, the tomb in front of him suddenly shook.
The yellow sand above began to shake and even break!
Mu Feng's eyes widened. Did the tomb move on its own?
"Boy, run!"
Suddenly, a figure grabbed Mu Feng's shoulder. Mu Feng turned around abruptly, but the figure still quickly pulled Mu Feng backward.
Mu Feng stepped back quickly, and the figure also floated in the air.
The tomb in front exploded with a ray of yellow light, and the surrounding land instantly sunk deep!
Throwing up waves of flying sand!
Mu Feng frowned. Even the powerful Spirit Master might not be able to take the blow just now!
"Boy, are you okay?"
The figure behind him spoke again, and Mu Feng turned around in surprise.
I saw a purple-faced old man looking at Mu Feng with a smile, and Mu Feng blinked.
Purple face?
Isn't this the Poison King?
"Senior Poison Emperor!" Mu Feng frowned slightly, why is the remnant soul of the Poison Emperor here?
"Haha, boy, you should be helping Qingdan Sect to collect spiritual blood, right?" Poison King said with a smile, his eyes indifferent.
Mu Feng nodded, after all, this was not the first time.
"Well, it was easy to take out the spiritual blood in the past, but it's not that easy now."
The Poison King looked towards the tomb, which was still emitting yellow light.
"Senior, whose tomb is this?" Mu Feng asked with a frown. This tomb definitely does not belong to the Poison Emperor.
Mu Feng still remembered that the Poison Emperor did not die in the Qingdan Sect.
The Poison King smiled and shook his head, "The owner of this tomb is my best friend and the ancestor of the Bai family of the Qingdan Sect."
"Ancestor of the Bai family?" Mu Feng's eyes widened. Murong Yan should be named Bai, and should be called Bai Yan.
"But in order to solve the root cause of the disease in his bloodline, which is the current situation of the Bai family disciples of Qingdan Sect, he is frantically looking for a solution."
"It's just that now the Bai family's condition is gradually getting worse, and the root cause of the disease has broken out earlier."
When the Poison Emperor said this, he shook his head helplessly.
Mu Feng looked at the Poison Emperor in surprise. It turned out that the root cause of the disease really came from blood!
"Even if my friend breaks through to the Spirit Emperor, there is still nothing he can do."
The Poison Emperor's next words made Mu Feng's eyes widen. Not even the Spirit Emperor could do anything about it!
The root cause of this disease is too strong!
"But fortunately, he found a way to solve the root cause of the disease at the last moment, but..." The Poison Emperor frowned when he said this.
"But what?"
Mu Feng looked at the Poison Emperor in surprise, could there be something wrong again?
Poison King, "He is possessed by a demon."
Mu Feng, "..."
"But the spiritual blood he created can solve the root cause of the disease, but this spiritual blood is becoming less and less as the descendants of the Bai family absorb it, and the old guy's demon soul shows signs of breaking through the seal."
The Poison King sighed softly when he said this.
He had found many spiritual emperors before sealing this old guy, but it looked like he couldn't hold it back any longer!
"Senior Poison Emperor, do you think this is...a demon soul?"