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"Shh -"

With a long breath, Chen Feng's body sat heavily on the ground.

On the one hand, although he had an advantage in this war, it was not as easy as everyone thought. This masked friar is also a warrior in the later period of Jiutian Xuanxian. He is powerful. Even restricted by Feng Yuanxiang and spirit loving insects, Chen Feng can still not easily defeat him. In fact, it is true. If the masked friars don't have such obvious flaws in the end, the winner still doesn't know.

Of course, on the other hand, Chen Feng used a sword to break the sky, which consumed a lot, so he showed such weakness.

Reaching out and touching his back, he found that his back had been soaked with sweat.

"Fortunately, when the Pegasus family was captured that day, several copies of this Yuanxiang were found. If not, you can't take it down by the psychic insect alone! " Looking at the dead masked friar, Chen Feng was also secretly happy.

Although this seal Yuanxiang is the product of the ten thousand poison sect, it can exert greater power when it falls into Chen Feng's hands. Feng Yuanxiang is a perfect match for psychic insects.

"Unfortunately, there are only three copies of this Yuanxiang." Chen Feng said sadly to himself: "it seems that it is necessary to study the ingredients of Fengyuan incense in the future. If I can imitate a poison similar to Fengyuan incense, it will also give me another card."

Chen Feng never thinks he is a gentleman. Making and refining poison is one of the abilities of the alchemist and one of the means for the alchemist to protect his life. Therefore, Chen Feng has little resistance to using poison.

After a short rest, Chen Feng stood up and walked to the masked friar. Feeling Chen Feng's approach, the psychic bug dormant in the masked monk's body jumped out and was skillfully included in Tiandan immortal's house by Chen Feng.

"You've been chasing me for so long, but you don't know your true face." Talking to himself, Chen Feng suddenly squatted down and lifted the veil of the masked monk.

With the veil lifted by Chen Feng, a Zhongzheng face appeared in front of him. This is a middle-aged man. His appearance is mediocre. He is even on the street. No one will think he is a bad man at all. However, in the practice world, appearance is the most unable to judge a person's good or bad. Sometimes, a person who looks like a fierce ghost may be a real good man, and those decent people may be heinous thugs.

"Well, what is this?" Chen Feng's eyes stayed under the man's ears. I saw a winged Eagle tattooed on this place under the ear root. The eagle's pattern is lifelike, as if it had a kind of magic. If you look more, you will even have the illusion that the eagle is about to spread its wings and want to fly.

"What exactly does this eagle mean? Is it related to the person's true identity? " Chen Feng thought secretly in his heart, but his hands kept on, and directly faded the storage ring at his fingertips.

The strong man in the later period of Jiutian Xuanxian, even if he gets down again, there are always some good things.

After carefully searching the masked warrior's body, he was sure there was nothing missing. Chen Feng waved out Xuanji Ziyan and burned the body and the peach forest.

Although the scenery here is extremely beautiful, in order to avoid exposing the secret of Feng Yuanxiang, Chen Feng chose to destroy the flowers.

Watching the raging fire burning, Chen Feng once again drilled into Tiandan fairy house, and then controlled Tiandan fairy house, which turned into a grain of dust, to fly away in the distance.

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In Tiandan immortal mansion, Chen Feng crossed his knees, took out several pills to restore Xianyuan, put them into his mouth, and then closed his eyes to meditate.

In the twinkling of an eye, two days later, Chen Feng returned to his heyday. Even after the previous struggle, Chen Feng felt that his cultivation had improved and was getting closer and closer to the threshold of the great Luo Jinxian.

With a palm, a storage ring appeared on Chen Feng's palm. This storage ring was picked from the previous masked warrior. Now, it's time to check the harvest.

When his mind moved, Chen Feng separated a wisp of immortal knowledge and rushed towards the storage ring.

Since the masked friar has died, the spiritual imprint on the storage ring has dissipated most of the time. It is only an impact, and Chen Feng's immortal knowledge has rushed into the storage ring.

Suddenly, the space inside the storage ring jumped in front of you.

At the next moment, Chen Feng's eyes lit up.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a nine heaven Xuanxian. There are a lot of good things."

Among the storage rings, the immortal knowledge is piled like a hill, and the quality is good. Roughly speaking, there are at least millions of top-grade immortal stones.

"With so much immortal knowledge, I have to take such a big risk to kill me. I'm really curious. How valuable my life is!" Chen Feng said with some self mockery.

Speaking from the bottom of his heart, Chen Feng's heart is extremely complex at the moment. All this was a disaster for him. He was inexplicably involved in this vortex, not to mention how depressed he was.

"No matter who you are, since you are so against me, don't blame me for asking you to double your repayment one day!"

Thinking in his heart, Chen Feng pressed this mood at the bottom of his heart. At the moment, these depression is not the time to break out. In that case, let him ferment in the bottom of his heart, accumulate strength and wait for the real break out!

His eyes moved away from the immortal consciousness and turned to other places.

There are a wide range of natural materials and earth treasures. The collection of Jiutian Xuanxian is naturally not bad. Most of these Tiancai and earth treasures in the storage ring are of good quality. Taking out the same can break the head of many friars of Da Luo Jinxian.

Chen Feng is naturally happy to accept these. As an alchemist, the more natural materials and earth treasures, the better.

Looking elsewhere, there are a lot of sundries and strange things. Even some things Chen Feng can't guess their usefulness. Chen Feng didn't pay much attention to these things. His eyes fell on a row of shelves.

Here, some of the most precious things in the storage ring are stored.

Rows and rows of immortal wares are dazzling. The most important ones are immortal wares. Most of the rest are Da Luo immortal wares. As for the nine immortal wares, there are only two.

It can be seen that there are not many Jiutian immortal tools, even the strong ones in the later stage of Jiutian Xuanxian.

After skipping these immortal tools, Chen Feng also saw many jade slips and books. Casually explore some jade slips and books. Most of them are not weak. Of course, some are miscellaneous books.

"Tut tut Tut, Jiutian Xuanxian is worthy of Jiutian Xuanxian. This storage ring is simply a mobile treasure house!" Counting all the treasures in the storage ring, Chen Feng's new trend surged: "it seems that I have to make more preparations and try to grab all the other masked friars' storage rings!"

(at one o'clock in the middle of the night, it's finally written. It's delivered at the third watch. Please support. The flowers are sprinkled and the support is smashed down!)