peerless angel

()Watching the three of them leave, Wu Feng didn't stop, his figure flickered, and he flew straight along the forest. Not long after, he saw a majestic city standing far away.

With a flash of his eyes, Wu Feng changed the bones of his cheeks, and soon he became a burly man. Then he took off his robes and summoned a ball of fire to burn it up.

He released his divine thoughts and scanned his whole body, including every hair. Suddenly, he saw a light blue breath from a hair under his neck.

With a movement of Wu Feng's spiritual sense, he quickly picked out the light blue aura, and destroyed it directly with a handful of palms.

After finishing all this, Wu Feng changed into a set of brown robes again. The color of this robes matched his burly appearance very well. At first glance, he was just a rough and crazy comprehension man.

……

Thousands of miles away.

Two rays of light, one blue and one red, howled and flashed from the sky, turning the clouds into a white line. Suddenly, the blue light paused and stopped, revealing the figure inside, which was the royal elder.

His complexion became a little ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn you little bastard, you actually discovered the spiritual imprint!"

The red figure stopped, and it was another royal elder. He was surprised and said: "No, your method is so secret, how could he know it? And your spiritual imprint needs at least the consciousness of the late earth immortal to be able to detect it. Come on, is his consciousness so strong?"

"He has comprehended the three ways, and he has greatly tempered his consciousness. He should have the consciousness of the late stage of the earth fairy. If this little brat falls into my hands one day, he will be crushed!" The royal elder gritted his teeth, He originally planned to ask the senior immortals to act as soon as he returned to the palace, and he could even see Wu Feng's astonished expression at that time.

However, this sweet dream was shattered, and his teeth itched with hatred in his heart.

"What now?"

"Go back to the palace first. He must have changed his appearance and aura. At that time, please ask the immortal strongman to rely on the Dharma Body to see if he can calculate his position. If not, we will spread the news about the tree of life and let people in the fairy world Someone is coming to kill him!"

"That's the only way to go. No matter what, this son must be eliminated, otherwise it will be too bad for me, Dongtang."

……

Wu Feng entered the city, grabbed a young man casually and asked, "What is the name of this city?"

The young man was very impatient and was about to lose his temper, but when he saw Wu Feng's rough appearance, he still held back and said with a snort, "It's called Dongfeng City."

Wu Feng nodded, and let go of him. According to his memory, Dongfeng City should be a small city in the north of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, close to the border, and a little further, it was the Molin Dynasty.

Wu Feng went directly to the magic weapon shop in the city, and a fat middle-aged man behind the counter saw him, and immediately greeted him with a smile, saying: "Master, come here to see the magic weapon, do you want a magic weapon or a spiritual weapon?" ?”

Wu Feng frowned and said, "Is there any treasure?"

The obese middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and he said happily, "Yes, sir, please follow me to the third floor." He took the lead to go.

Wu Feng followed behind and looked around. There are many magic weapons here.

The obese middle-aged man was leading the way, and secretly admired his vision. When Wu Feng entered the store, he felt that Wu Feng was not an ordinary ghost monk. , but he has seen a lot of strong people, Wu Feng has a kind of temperament, which is rarely possessed by human immortal strong people.

——Profound, confident, indifferent.

On the third floor, there is a crystal-like counter, on which there are more than a dozen kinds of treasures, all palm-sized, very exquisite, with different types, flying knives, flying swords, round shields, pagodas, whips ...

On this counter, there are three defensive third-level treasure formations, even for the gods and strongmen, it takes a stick of incense to crack them.

"Which type do you like, my lord?" The fat boss asked with a smile.

Wu Feng glanced at it, frowned and said, "Is there a 'Dao Sword'?"

"Dao Sword?" The fat boss was taken aback. "You mean that top-notch treasure? According to the strength of the Dao comprehended by the caster, what level can it be displayed?"

"good."

The fat boss gave Wu Feng a weird look, but he didn't say anything. Even if he was a strong Earth Immortal, he needed to be careful when receiving him, "I have Dao Sword, please wait a moment."

Dao sword is a very special treasure.

Ordinary treasures are divided into low-grade, middle-grade, high-grade, and top-grade. These are all destined to die when they are cast, but Dao swords are judged according to the master's Dao state, and they fall into the hands of a person with a poor Dao state. Dao sword is the lowest treasure weapon.

In the hands of someone with a very strong Dao realm, it is a rare treasure!

With a dao sword, a strong immortal can almost exert the power of the dao sword to the peak power, even a semi-divine weapon!

The price of the Dao Sword is usually calculated according to the top-grade treasure, so few people buy it, and only those who are very confident in themselves will use the Dao Sword.

And most of the earth immortals comprehend Dao at the Xiaocheng realm at most, and it would be good if they can use the Dao sword to exert the power of a middle-grade treasure. No fool would buy a middle-grade treasure for the price of a peerless treasure. Treasure.

It is said that this sword was made by a ghost blacksmith on a whim. Because the materials poured into forging the sword were too expensive, the price had to be set high. forged.

The fat boss happened to have a handful of stocks in his hand, which had been stored for hundreds of years, but he didn't expect to sell them.

Looking at the flying sword in the hand of the fat boss, Wu Feng's eyes lit up slightly. This flying sword is two fingers wide and six inches long. A touch of Dao rhyme that instruments do not have!

Wu Feng picked it up and stroked it. The sword was very light, like air.

"How many spirit stones?" Wu Feng asked without raising his head.

"2000 million." The fat boss said honestly: "This price is already the lowest when it comes to peerless treasures."

Wu Feng smiled and said, "500 million spirit stones, if you want to sell them, I'll buy them, and if you don't sell them, forget it." Then, he put the Dao sword back into the hands of the fat boss without any nostalgia.

The fat boss was stunned for a moment, wondering: "This..."

Wu Feng turned around and left.

"Hey, wait a minute." Seeing Wu Feng's resolute departure, the fat boss said with a bitter face, although he knew that there was probably an element of practice, "Okay, five thousand is five thousand."

Wu Feng patted the storage ring, fiddled with 500 million spirit stones from it, put it in a low-level storage bag, and threw it to the fat boss. At the same time, he grabbed the dao sword in his hand and left directly.

The fat boss quickly opened the storage bag, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he counted out the spirit stones. He was relieved, and at the same time a smile appeared on his face. Although he sold 500 million spirit stones, he still made 500 million yuan!