I have a Qiankun Ring

The person who appeared out of nowhere in the hall made Master Maoshan's face change.

Judging from the aura he exuded, his cultivation was far superior to his own.

Li Wen frowned as he looked at the man who looked like Yan You.

"Is it a clone or a real person!" Li Wen asked coldly.

Feng Jiao looked at Li Wen, who was alert not far away, and chuckled: "I didn't expect to meet you here."

Master Maoshan looked at Li Wen and Feng Jiao, and slowly stood on the other side to form a triangle.

Feng Jiao glanced at Master Maoshan and then looked at Li Wen again: "What about the clone, what about the real body, do you think you can escape if you meet here!"

Li Wen was slightly shocked when he heard this, but his face was calm and he said: "Although your cultivation is far superior to mine and the person next to me, I don't think you can attack here at will."

"Oh! How do you think!" After hearing what Li Wen said, Feng Jiao immediately became interested and looked back and forth between the two with interest.

When Master Maoshan heard the conversation between Li Wen and this man, he immediately understood most of it and whispered: "Boy, what is the origin of this man!"

"The chaos of monsters in Zhongbei Country was all led by this man."

Master Maoshan's face suddenly became ugly when he heard this. The other party's aura was strong, and he just stood there, which made people unable to resist. If it was really as Li Wen said, the chaos of monsters in Zhongbei Country was led by this man, then the chance of Zhongbei Country turning the tables was really slim.

Feng Jiao was standing on the teleportation array at this time, and then he said to Master Maoshan as if he had thought of something: "Give me the Nascent Soul Pill you just got, and I can consider saving your life."

Master Maoshan narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Jiao, thinking about the current situation.

If the two of them were to fight, he would definitely not have any chance of winning, but if he gave the Nascent Soul Pill he just got to the other party in vain, he would be unwilling to do so.

Feng Jiao looked at the uncertain expression on Master Maoshan's face and sneered: "How have you considered it? When my patience is exhausted, even if you give me the Nascent Soul Pill, I will take your life."

"This..." Master Maoshan was speechless for a moment. When he was in a dilemma, Feng Jiao spoke again: 'Okay, the time is up, and now your life belongs to me! '

As soon as the voice fell, Feng Jiao suddenly shot out from the spot and punched hard at the position where Master Maoshan was, with a force as fast as lightning and caught people off guard.

"Senior, be careful!" Li Wen shouted and reminded him immediately.

Master Maoshan slapped the storage bag on his waist and sacrificed a big shield. The color of the big shield was simple and copper-like, with green and red spots on it. Under the urging of his spiritual power, the whole big shield suddenly became larger and protected Master Maoshan behind it.

"Bang!" A hammering sound like a Huangzhong Dalu sounded.

Feng Jiao punched the big shield with a dull thud, which resounded throughout the hall. The huge vibration was transmitted from top to bottom to the ground, and the whole hall trembled in an instant.

Master Maoshan was holding a big shield and was knocked back by the huge impact force, leaving a deep gully.

"Not bad, you can still withstand my punch. It seems that I underestimated you!" Feng Jiao sneered, and immediately jumped up and prepared to continue attacking Master Maoshan.

Master Maoshan looked bitter at this time. He mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body and the big shield in his hand to defend against Feng Jiao's punch just now, and the opponent was just leisurely preparing to punch him again. According to this situation,

Li Wen also saw the difficulty of Master Maoshan, and immediately sacrificed his Tai'a sword to stab Feng Jiao.

"I'll play with him first, and it will be your turn later!" Feng Jiao looked at the flying sword that was stabbing at him and snorted coldly. Then he stirred up spiritual power from his body and collided with Tai'a Sword, knocking it away.

Li Wen was also affected by this powerful spiritual power, and his whole body flew backwards uncontrollably.

Maoshan Zhenjun looked at Li Wen who was flying backwards, with a complicated expression, and sighed in his heart that he would be buried here today.

At this time, the huge statue of Wei Su in the hall seemed to feel something, and suddenly began to shake as a whole, and the whole hall began to shake violently.

"What's going on!" For a while, several people were in doubt.

Feng Jiao was the one with the highest cultivation among the people present, so naturally his feelings were different from the others. At this time, he stopped attacking Maoshan Zhenjun, but looked at the huge statue not far away with shock.

"How is it possible? Isn't Wei Su dead? How can his breath appear!"

After hearing Feng Jiao's words, Li Wen and Maoshan Zhenjun's faces changed.

"Senior, run to the statue!" Li Wen shouted, and his spiritual power was fully activated. He shot towards the direction of the statue like an arrow.

Master Maoshan also used all his strength at this time, quickly moving away from the position where he was standing just now, and approaching the direction of the statue.

Accompanied by violent vibrations, the statue began to break into pieces, revealing the hidden things inside.

A strong breath emanated from it, filling the entire hall.

"This breath!" Master Maoshan showed a look of horror on his face.

Feng Jiao looked at the statue with a sullen face and said coldly: 'Are you not dead after all, or just a remnant soul! '

With a buzzing sound, the stone statue exploded, and a huge body appeared in front of everyone.

Then it quickly shrank to the size of a normal person at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Li Wen looked at the man in front of him with a look of astonishment on his face.

The texture of the shrunken Wei Su in front of him was exactly the same as the puppet that Zhang Ling parasitized in Taipingyuan.

"Huh! I thought I would continue to sleep!" said the puppet Wei Su after moving his whole body.

Then he looked at Feng Jiao in the distance.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, you are still alive and have even changed your face! Feng Jiao."

Feng Jiao sneered when he heard this: "I am at least much better than you, a half-human and half-ghost thing."

"Hahaha! I studied puppetry when I was alive, and it is at least reasonable for me to parasitize on a puppet after my death."

Wei Su then turned his eyes to Li Wen and Maoshan Zhenjun and said coldly: 'It seems that I saved you! '

Maoshan Zhenjun hurriedly bowed and said: 'Hello, senior, I am a cultivator from Zhongbei Country! ’

Puppet Wei Su nodded: "No need to introduce yourself. Even if you are a cultivator from an enemy country of my Zhongbei country, I will protect you."

"Protect him, then let's see if you have the ability to do so!" Feng Jiao sneered and stomped on the ground fiercely. The majestic spiritual power drilled out from the ground and gathered into a big dragon, sweeping towards the place where Li Wen and Maoshan Zhenjun were.

"How dare you!" Wei Su frowned, and his whole body made a creaking sound.