Divine Cultivation System

"A poem, a bucket of wine, a long song, a sword to the world! Hahaha..."

Qin Shaofeng's laughter became more and more arrogant.

The sword qi in his hand also became more and more terrifying in his crazy state.

Just two breathing times.

The flock of evil wind crows that had occupied a small part of the sky had already lost more than half of it under his sword.

Only then did the group of bad wind crows, which had a small surplus, felt fear.

There were ugly calls that made people want to go crazy.

Large swarms of bad wind crows are about to flee.

Three short breaths of battle.

Qin Shaofeng had already killed nearly 200 million stars and moons from the evil wind crow group.

Faced with so much experience, how could he give up?

The moment when the evil wind crow was about to escape his attack range.

Qin Shaofeng suddenly took advantage of a bad wind crow at his feet, and suddenly pursued and killed the bad wind crow group ahead.

"If escape is useful, what do you need to do with a long sword? Hahaha..."

Today's Qin Shaofeng is almost insane in the characters he designed.

What character lines, what ancient famous lines.

It seems that it doesn't matter anymore.

Anyway, as long as the voice is spoken, he seems to be able to beat him.

Stepping on three bad wind crows rushing.

Between sparkling flints.

He caught up with the large swarms of evil wind crows again.

"Drunk with a lamp and watch the sword!"

The loud shout sounded again.

This time he made three moves one after another.

The endless cold light seemed to fill the void in front of him.

Jianmang was like a machine gun running away.

Do not! The machine gun does not seem to have this speed.

Breathe!

Just a breath.

There were only a few fragments of the original horrible flock of evil wind crows, and they flew towards the distance without looking back.

The battle started quickly and ended very quickly.

At the end of his last sword, he had fallen from the air.

Yes, it is indeed a fall.

It seemed that at this moment, his drinking spirit came up again, and he couldn't even hold the long sword.

The long sword broke out and pierced into the ground at a speed several times faster than him.

next moment.

"Snapped!"

Qin Shaofeng's whole body was like a puddle of mud being thrown from the sky, and it fell heavily to the ground.

"Hahu...Hahu..."

He actually fell asleep again.

Du Shijie worked **** the young people, when he saw Qin Shaofeng, who was originally an ordinary drunk, suddenly showed his power.

In a short period of time, they will kill the evil wind crows that they chase and kill, which are like bereaved dogs.

All of them were about to cheer for Qin Shaofeng.

But no one hurriedly yelled for the first time, and was refreshed by the scene once again.

"This... what happened to this?"

"Senior... are you injured?"

"Why can't I understand?"

"Senior obviously won a big victory, how could he suddenly fall from the sky?"

"Quickly, go and see if Senior is injured."

A group of young men and women immediately surrounded Qin Shaofeng.

After looking around in a hurry.

They finally discovered a fact that shocked them.

That was Qin Shaofeng falling down from a height of tens of meters, unexpectedly unscathed.

But they fell asleep at the end of the battle.

This this this...

The young people were completely shocked by Qin Shaofeng's strength.

It was not Qin Shaofeng's powerlessness that shocked them.

It's the terrifying ability that can sleep loudly regardless of situation or occasion.

"Senior, you wake up, senior."

Du Shijie boldly called out several times.

But after the battle, Qin Shaofeng, who was lazy again, seemed to be worth what these shouts were?

Scream, Xiaoye is going to sleep now anyway.

Called for a long while.

Some young people also discovered a fact that almost stunned them.

That's because the senior slept too heavily, and there was no way to wake up.

"Master Du, what should we do now?" Bai Wensong asked at Du Shijie with an incredulous face.

"What do you mean?"

Du Shijie obviously did not understand what Bai Wensong meant.

Bai Wensong couldn't help frowning, and said, "We don't know where we are now anymore. Obviously, this senior can't show us a way out, so how do we leave this ghost place now?"

Du Shijie was stunned again.

His status is indeed the highest, and it stands to reason that he should be in command of the people.

But now his mind was muddled.

Where do I know what to do?

His heart is chaotic, but he is not stupid.

After a little thought, he had already guessed the reason for Bai Wensong's question, and asked, "Big Brother Bai, I believe you have plans now. Why don't you tell me what you think?"

Luo Zhong, Luo Xing'er, and Lu Qianqian all looked at Bai Wensong.

Where do they know what to do?

The previous escapes were all running around, but now that they survived by chance, their hearts are even more chaotic.

"We really don't know where the way out is, but as long as we often climb to the top of the tree and look at the sun, we believe that we can find a way out soon, but the road is too dangerous."

Bai Wensong's eyes gleamed with a sly light: "The senior's cultivation is indeed very strong, but he probably doesn't know the way out. Why don't we take the senior back as a guest?"

All the young people's eyes sparkled immediately.

correct!

They no longer have any guards. Du Shijie and Bai Wensong, who have the highest cultivation base and are only at the first-order yellow moon position, do not have the qualifications to survive in the Cangming Mountains.

But as long as they bring Qin Shaofeng, the situation will be completely different.

As long as danger comes, if they can awaken Qin Shaofeng, they will surely be able to survive a crisis safely.

Not to mention, they came to the mission in the Cangming Mountains.

Qin Shaofeng may be super unreliable.

But what their strength is, they can all see it with their own eyes, maybe they can calculate according to the task!

"How should we bring seniors?"

Luo Zhong looked at Qin Shaofeng, who was like a puddle of mud, and asked a question that left all the young people speechless.

Du Shijie's face looked even more weird.

After hesitating for a while, Bai Wensong sighed deeply, and said: "We are like this now. We all put down our own son's identity. Let's get a stretcher. Let's take turns to carry the senior."

They were originally pampered second-generation ancestors, and they had never done such a thing.

But think about their current situation.

No one refuted anything.

Immediately, under Bai Wensong's arrangement, a group of young men and women began to move.

None of them know how to make stretchers.

But they can still figure out how to make something that can lift people.

Some people look for sticks, some look for soft rattan.

After half an hour.

A group of people took turns carrying the stretcher and embarking on the trip.

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