The Ninth Rebirth Demon King

Feng Ting also did not completely expose his speed, and did not activate his illusory wing at all.

Unknowingly, Feng Ting followed this person to the seaside.

At this moment, it was already late at night. Above the deep and boundless sea, the wind was blowing wildly, giving off a wild feeling.

Suddenly, Feng Ting lost the aura of a peeper.

The man suddenly disappeared, causing Feng Ting to be cautious.

Since his opponent's cultivation base was too high, he could not help but be on guard and prepared to retreat.

And it was also at this moment that Feng Ting saw a black figure floating over the distant ocean.

He was hidden in the midst of the storm and it was faintly discernible. If it wasn't for Feng Ting's extraordinary perception, he wouldn't have noticed this person's figure.

He was certain that this person was not the peeping Tom.

As the distance between them shortened, Feng Ting could clearly see the appearance of the man from the sea.

This was a old man in black robe.

To be able to fly on the surface of the sea, it was naturally Spirit Cultivator, and it was actually high grade.

Raider Sect!

Last time, Feng Ting discovered that Qian Heng and Qian Tong were in contact with the Raider Sect, so when he saw this old man this time, he immediately felt that they were also from the Raider Sect.

The old man in black robe floated onto the shore, with a flash, he disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

Feng Ting was shocked, he knew where the old man went.

There was a cave nearby, and this cave was connected to the underground culvert and led directly to the Horned Valley.

A few days ago, he had hid Qian Tong in this culvert that was connected to every corner.

Now, even though this old man had entered the cave, could it be that he had discovered the cave's culvert and went to save Qian Tong?

Right now, Qian Tong still had use, he could not be saved.

After some thought, Feng Ting's body flickered, and he immediately disappeared.

Because there was more than one entrance to the culvert. There were two entrances right beside the sea. Feng Ting entered the culvert from the other entrance.

If he entered from his current position, he would definitely be able to reach the place where Qian Tong was hidden before the old man.

But when he followed the cave into the culvert, he found out that the old man didn't enter the underground culvert hidden in the stream but stayed inside the cave.

He was waiting for someone!

Feng Ting immediately made his judgement, and naturally gave up on trying to move Qian Tong.

He first entered the culvert and followed the stream until he reached the entrance to the old man's cave and culvert. He then hid himself in the creeks, covered by the darkness, the waves, and the water.

He believed that the old man would definitely not be able to discover his existence.

In next to no time, a figure entered the cave and stood before the old man.

It was a skinny man with a cold expression and sharp eyes.

It was actually Qian Daoshen.

The Qian Family and the Raider Sect had always colluded, so Feng Ting was not surprised that the old man in black robe and the Qian Family would meet.

At this time, after recalling the aura of the peeper, Feng Ting was sure that the person was not Qian Daoshen.

Could it really be the Sovereign of Europe?!

Or perhaps the other experts of the Raider Sect?

"Pavilion Master Qian, you don't look too good." old man in black robe spoke up.

Qian Daoshen didn't answer the old man's question, but said coldly: "I want to ask Elder You to help me kill a person."

"Who is it?"

"One of the Beiwu Hall disciples is called Feng Ting."

"Alright, this old man will send two disciples tomorrow."

Qian Daoshen shook his head slightly, "Elder You, I asked you to do it yourself."

"As a disciple, I don't have to do it myself."

Qian Daoshen's face became gloomy: This disciple is not simple, if the elder does not personally take action, I'm afraid that things will become difficult.

"Pavilion Master Qian, tell me what's different about this disciple." old man in black robe still did not agree with it.

Qian Daoshen's face grew darker and darker, hatred filled his eyes: "He killed many people from my Qian Family."

"I killed many people from your Qian Family!" old man in black robe's expression was finally not that relaxed anymore.

"Elder You, I would like to hear news of his death at this time tomorrow." Qian Daoshen said in a serious tone.

"Alright." old man in black robe agreed straightforwardly.

"He is a martial cultivator of the Fighting King Primary Grade, and he stays in the forest at the back of the mountain of the North Rock Peak."

"Yes."

old man in black robe said confidently: "Tomorrow night, I will definitely let Pavilion Master Qian fulfill his wish."

"Elder You, when I ascend to the position of sect head, I will definitely receive great rewards."

"You and I have been friends for many years, there's no need to be so polite."

"Thank you very much."

Qian Daoshen and old man in black robe walked out of the cave and separated. One returned to the left wing peak and the other flew towards the ocean.

Feng Ting quietly fell behind the old man in black robe. He wanted to know where Raider Sect's nest was.

Last time, he could not fly, and was thrown off by the two Origin Opening Primary Grade martial cultivator s.

With the cover of the ocean waves, Feng Ting chased after them from afar.

With his super strong perception and the protection from illusory wing, he felt that he could find the Raider Sect's lair.

The old man in black robe was getting faster and faster, this was what Feng Ting was hoping for. He had to find the location of the Raider Sect before daybreak. Otherwise, if he wanted to hide when the sun rose, it would not be so easy.

Two hours later, the old man in black robe landed on a deserted island.

Under the night sky, this deserted island was like a black sea monster, crawling on top of the sea.

Could this be the Raider Sect's lair?

Feng Ting quietly went ashore, falling far behind the old man.

Not long after, the old man arrived at the peak of the tallest mountain on the island, then he descended from the peak and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Ting slowly reached the summit of the mountain peak, only to realize that this mountain was actually a volcanic crater.

However, this volcano hadn't erupted in many years. It had already turned into an extinct volcano.

Could it be that the Raider Sect's lair was under this volcano?

He was still not able to destroy the Raider Sect and there was a bit of light in the horizon. Feng Ting did not stay any longer and left the deserted island.

In his first life, thirty years after he left the Night Sea Sect, the Raider Sect had been cleansed and occupied the Night Sea Mountain, becoming the true sect of a famous sect.

In this life, such a thing would never happen again.

By the time Feng Ting returned to the porcine bovine forest, the sky was already bright.

Without thinking too much, he began to refine the Xuan Pill that his father needed.

This was because the difficulty in refining Xuan Pill was about the same as refining other Qing Xue Dan, so it was also convenient to refine a few nurturing spirit pill as well.

Other than that, the old man in black robe would come at night. This was the first time he was going to confront someone from the Raider Sect head-on, and the old man was also a high grade, so dealing with him would be difficult.

So he had to make some preparations.

But this was a chance to prove the strength of the Beiwu Hall as well as a chance for father to show off his might.

As night fell, Feng Ting stood under the tree and punched again and again. Waves of energy rippled out and shook the leaves on the tree until they fluttered down.

A mile away, the Twelve Spirit Cultivators surrounded the large tree, protecting it completely.

They could feel the spirit energy fluctuations coming from the Junior Brother, and all of them sighed in admiration in their hearts. In this world, the Junior Brother was the only one who was this strong.

On a mountain peak outside the forest, a quiet figure stood quietly in a concealed spot. His eyes were fixed on the forest as he constantly used his perception to sense the movements within the forest.

He saw the trees in the middle of the forest trembling, and his expression couldn't help but be shocked.

Although it was far away, Feng Ting still knew of the existence of this figure.

This was because not long ago, this figure had been hiding at the edge of the forest.

The silhouette had only left when he came down from the tree to practice his martial arts. However, he knew that the silhouette wouldn't walk too far away.

At this time, Feng Ting also noticed that on the other side, there was another person who was spying on them.

Feng Ting could not help but laugh, it seems that more and more people wanted to understand him.

Finally, the night came and the forest quieted down.

A figure appeared at the edge of the forest. He was a old man in black robe and his eyes were filled with confidence and arrogance.

Clearly, he did not put the martial cultivation youth in the forest in his eyes at all.

Originally, his status was extraordinary, and he couldn't be bothered to personally act.

But in order to make Qian Daoshen feel grateful towards Raider Sect and in order to believe in him, he decided to personally make a move, and prove the profoundness of their relationship.

Swoosh.

old man in black robe's figure shook and entered the forest like a black wind. His movements were not only fast but also free and easy. As he flew, he exuded a transcendent confidence.

He saw the Spirit Cultivator disciples of the Origin Opening Primary Grade. He did not need to alarm them before he arrived near the big tree.

He saw a corner of cloth on the tree. He did not need to see the other parts of the cloth to be able to determine the teenager's position.

old man in black robe did not want to waste his time on a young cultivator. His body trembled and a Spiritual Strength blade appeared in his hand.

As far as he was concerned, his move would be able to pierce through the youth.

"Swish."

His body soared as his sharp blade madly flew forward, aiming for a spot half a meter away from the corner of his clothes.

However, just as the old man reached the edge of his clothes and was about to slice the air in the right direction, he realized that it was only a piece of cloth.

Feeling that something was wrong, he suddenly stopped and retreated.

"Swish."

At this moment, a long blade fell from the sky.

This long blade was a spirit artifact, it emitted a cold light, carrying the Spiritual Strength with it as it hacked downwards with an unstoppable force.

Although he was ambushed, the old man didn't panic too much. This was because he felt that the cultivation level of the owner of this longblade was inferior to his own. He had the ability to block this blade.

With a flip of his hands, the Spiritual Strength blade that was floating in his hands struck towards the long blade.

"Whap."

The old man was too strong. Relying on the Spiritual Strength in his palms, he caught the lightning blade, preventing it from being cut down.

With a wave of his hands, the saber-wielding person's cultivation level was lower than his. He wanted to throw his opponent along with his saber.

BOOM!

It was also at this moment that the old man felt the spiritual energy surging behind him. Although the power was great, the old man didn't pay any attention to it.

Cultivating the Spiritual Strength and martial arts cultivation, the person who ambushed him was only the martial cultivator, he of course did not need to worry about the high grade.

Swoosh.

The old man threw his knife-wielding opponent out.

"Bang, bang, bang …"

At the same time, he was also struck in the back by the fist strikes.

Although this power far exceeded the power of the martial cultivator, the old man was dissolving blade, the difference in strength was too great.

So what if I let you hit me!

The old man's expression did not change. He turned around, and the Spiritual Strength in his palms started to spew out two sharp blades that stabbed towards the person who was ambushing him.

He had thought that when his blade flew out, this person would be cut into three pieces.

However, what he did not expect was that the sharp blade in his palm was not able to fly out.

He couldn't control his Spiritual Strength!

When he was shocked, he felt that the meridians in his body were not flowing smoothly.

This was the feeling of his meridians being sealed!

It was the Spiritual Strength that was released from the punch that had entered his body and sealed his meridians.

How could a martial cultivator use spirit energy to seal his meridians!