The old man was so angry that he was lying on the ground.

"Fuck! After living for three hundred years, am I going to die here today?"

Qin Feng was panicking and had already cursed Yan Wanru thousands of times.

"Roar!"

A real dragon roar resounded through the world. Qin Feng's body was stiff and his true essence was disordered. He seemed to be fixed by the breath of a real dragon. He could only step on the sword and float in the air. He had no strength to fly away.

Who would have thought that there was such a real dragon hidden in the Yan Lake at the top of Yancang Mountain?

Just when he could only close his eyes and wait for death,

After a while,

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes and was surprised to find that he was still alive,

and the distance between him and the black dragon in front of him was still the same as before, and he did not move forward an inch.

The black dragon's eyes were filled with rage, and it was obviously not kind enough to let Qin Feng go,

but it was entangled by something, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could not continue to fly forward.

Qin Feng was surprised and happy,

Then he soon discovered that each of the black dragon's claws was wrapped with an extremely thick chain, making a loud "clang clang" sound, and it went all the way to the bottom of the bottomless Yan Lake.

It turned out that such an arrogant ancient real dragon was actually chained and unable to be free...

Qin Feng laughed loudly, and the pressure on his body was inexplicably lightened, and his true energy instantly circulated freely, and he flew away on his sword.

When he reached a distance, Qin Feng stopped and turned around to see the black dragon still roaring at the sky, full of grief and resentment.

Qin Feng thought:

"When I become stronger, I will definitely return to Yanhu Lake to take some real dragon blood and cut some dragon meat to eat..."

...

"It's a pity for Senior Brother Qin. It was so dangerous at that time, but he was so scared that he couldn't escape. I'm afraid he has become the food in the belly of the real dragon now."

Near Yancang Mountain, Yan Wanru sighed and said to Li Yinqiu,

Li Yinqiu immediately stood up He said:

"I'll go back and take a look."

Yan Wanru was shocked and quickly grabbed her arm,

"My good sister, do you want to die?

I saw that real dragon with my own eyes, it is definitely not an illusion, even if a Yuanying cultivator is in front of it, there is no possibility of escape,

Brother Qin must be dead, let's go back and report to Master immediately and build a tomb for him."

At this time, a sword escape that both of them were somewhat familiar with suddenly flew over the horizon,

After the sword and shield fell, Qin Feng's figure appeared.

Yan Wanru was horrified and quickly hid behind Li Yinqiu.

"You...are you a human or a ghost?"

Qin Feng glared at her angrily:

"You shameless fellow disciple, I must take you in today!"

As he spoke, he had already swung the Firefly Sword and stabbed at Yan Wanru, but was blocked by Li Yinqiu.

"Brother Qin, let's talk it over. What happened?"

Yan Wanru, who was guilty of being a thief, was really worried that Qin Feng would harm her. She took this opportunity to wrap her red silk magic weapon around her body and hurriedly fled away...

Li Yinqiu acted as a peacemaker:

"Sixth Senior Brother, calm down. Most of the dragon scales and tendons of the dragon belong to you, and only a part will be left for Senior Sister Yan. What do you think?"

Qin Feng sighed and pretended to be generous:

"Okay, for the sake of Junior Sister, I will let bygones be bygones for now and forgive her this time."

In fact, in his heart, this matter will never be let go.

Qin Feng remembers everyone who offended him, such as Mingtian, Lin Yidao, and Jiang Xuejun.

But they are not easy to deal with. For this matter of revenge, one must be fully sure before taking action.

Anyway, as long as you can survive long enough, you will always find an opportunity...

After Qin Feng put the dragon scales, dragon tendons and other things into the storage ring, he took a deep breath and asked Li Yinqiu:

"Junior Sister Li, now you should tell me where I can condense the wind evil."

Li Yinqiu did not continue to tease Qin Feng,

"That place is 70,000 to 80,000 miles north of the Netherworld Mountains, a place called Soul-breaking Mountain..."

Li Yinqiu seemed to have been prepared, and was afraid that he could not explain it clearly, so he took out a map and handed it to Qin Feng.

There is no time to lose, this "Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Gods" has been delayed for too long and has not made any progress!

Qin Feng immediately said goodbye to Li Yinqiu, hurriedly flew up on his sword, and flew to the Soul-breaking Mountains on the map...

In the Soul-breaking Mountains, there is a sect called the Heavenly Demon Sect, which was recognized as the first major sect of the magic when Qin Feng just stepped into the world of cultivation.

Now the title of the Heavenly Demon Sect as the first major sect of the magic has been lost by Dong

The source of the demon palace on the sea was seized, and the strength was already very strong, with tens of thousands of disciples.

Therefore, after arriving near the Soul-breaking Mountains, Qin Feng was very alert and flew carefully to a place called Xuanshuang Peak.

Fortunately, the Soul-breaking Mountains, like the Netherworld Mountains, are also a continuous place.

Tens of thousands of people in this mountain are just a drop in the ocean.

Besides, Xuanshuang Peak is in the Soul-breaking Mountains, a very remote place, far away from the sect of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Therefore, Qin Feng basically didn't meet any people all the way.

When he finally flew to the top of Xuanshuang Peak according to the map, he saw that the peak was bare and full of rocks, without a single plant, which seemed very ordinary.

And the surroundings of the mountain were extremely calm, how could it be a place where wind evil could be condensed?

Qin Feng suddenly felt that he had been deceived and almost started to curse.

But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that Li Yinqiu was definitely not the kind of person who would make fun of him, so he suppressed his anger for the time being and observed carefully for a while, but still could not figure out the reason.

At this time, the sun was setting and the day was about to end.

It was rare that he came all the way here, and Qin Feng did not want to leave in such a dejected manner. He planned to find a cave to live for a few days and had to figure out the situation here before leaving...

Three nights later, a bright moon hung high on the branches.

Qin Feng went out for a stroll as usual, and planned to return to the sect tomorrow if he did not find anything else.

It seems that he was naive. Li Yinqiu, who looked harmless, actually deceived him!

That's right, how could Li Yinqiu be harmless? Her nickname is "Xuanyin Sword Demon"!

In the Nether Mountain Range and Xunxianfang area, her name can stop children from crying...

Just when Qin Feng was complaining in his heart

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the moonlight was dim, and then a strong wind suddenly rose, the cold was biting,

The sharp sound of the wind echoed in all parts of the valley, as if thousands of holes were calling out, and the trees shook violently, just like a raging wave.

"What...what is this?"

Qin Feng immediately flew up on his sword and flew over the Xuanshuang Peak,

"Bang!"

A loud noise suddenly came from somewhere on the mountain,

Then a whirlwind was seen gushing out from an inconspicuous cave, and there were streams of black air in the wind, like hot water that had just been boiled, constantly surging upwards,

Finally, it suddenly exploded and turned into black and red frost, which fell all over the sky...

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