"Strange! This guy Feng Feiyun took Ye Xiaoxiang and got into the mouse hole. All the young masters of the entire Shendu have been able to find them." Dongfang Jingyue held the red jade pipa and slowly Coming up from the head of the town, she carried a fairy spirit on her body. Although she was covered with white gauze, it couldn't hide the elegant and wealthy aura on her body.
The residents of the town, after seeing the two of them, all retreated to the edge of the street corner, and some even knelt on the ground.
Dongfang Jingshui said: "Don't say it's the younger generation, I heard that the Beiming clan hired a ninth-grade wise teacher and wanted to calculate the whereabouts of Feng Feiyun, but they couldn't calculate the result without half a point."
"Hey, this guy's escaping skills are top-notch. Fortunately, this is the case. Otherwise, Beiming Potian will find him, and he will probably be beaten into a bear for his little ability." Dongfang Jingyue was stunning and moving, and stood Before that ancient street, there was a feeling of standing out from the crowd. Her pair of star eyes had a complicated look, and she seemed to be guessing where Feng Feiyun was hiding.
Dongfang Jingshui said: "I heard that the ancient lost village above this town has reappeared. The owner ordered us to come and check. I have just seen the figures of several overlord-level geniuses from the younger generation, and they also got the news. ."
"This town is not simple. It once left footprints of real people. Every time it appears in the world, it will cause great waves. This time, I don't know if anyone can break in."
The two of them walked farther and farther, disappeared into the town, and walked towards the reed field by the Jin River.
"It turns out that this small town is not so unknown. It should also be a secret place in the world of immortals. Many ancient families know its existence." Feng Feiyun's consciousness spread carefully towards the whole town. I found that there are several huge breaths in this small town today, all of which are the cultivation overlords of the younger generation.
Even the immortal-cultivation forces of the Silver Hook family have been alarmed, and this time there will be no shortage of powerhouses.
"Why are you standing at the door?" Ye Xiaoxiang was wearing an evening dress and purple clothes, with a white ribbon wrapped around his fair and slender neck, the bun on his head was a little loose, and there was a dusty and elegant look on his face. The temperament is like a pearl of purple orchid.
She was standing there, but she was already charming, like a fairy concubine.
Feng Feiyun looked at her absentmindedly for a long time, and then came back to his senses. He secretly screamed bad. Fortunately, her mind was relatively simple. If she took advantage of her absentmindedness just now, she might have had unexpected effects.
The sixth beauty of the Shenjin Dynasty is indeed the sixth beauty, she is simply a disaster.
"You are so beautiful today!" Feng Feiyun said with a smile.
Ye Xiaoxiang has heard this kind of words many times, and he has long been immune, and his cherry lips are light, and he said, "Let's go! Today is not the location of the ghost village? Feng Tianshi wants to help people drive away ghosts, so he still hasn't acted?"
She blinked, and a fragrant wind blew across her face, already walking ahead.
Feng Feiyun originally wanted to tell her that the town is very dangerous now, many young talents have come, and maybe there will be strong people from the Beiming clan and the dark domain, but for some reason, he can't refuse her.
It feels weird.
Feng Feiyun naturally didn't think it was because he fell in love with her. If it was accurate, it should be an appreciation for her.
She pursues freedom, dares to help others, and is not cold and arrogant, but behind this seemingly weak, she has a persevering and courageous heart.
Feng Feiyun has seen too many beauties, but he has never met her like this, which makes people admire and give people a kind of admiration.
"Oh my God! I won't become her fan too, will I?" Feng Feiyun suddenly found that there are so many people in God who can go crazy for her, or die for her, and respect her as a "goddess", this is not without reason .
Feng Feiyun followed, and Ye Xiaoxiang came to the bank of the Jin River again. It was still where it was last night, but at this moment it had become a field of reeds.
Feng Feiyun opened his phoenix eyes and checked the surrounding space, trying to see what clues could be found, but there was no result.
He gently attached his ears to the ground to listen, and found that the strange sounds in the ground disappeared.
"Have you found anything?" Ye Xiaoxiang asked softly with her beautiful eyes twinkling.
Feng Feiyun stood up and shook his head, and at this moment, his eyes froze, and he digged up the ground with his hands, digging a "Vajra pestle" that was about to rust into iron slag from the soil. When I came out, the surface of the vajra was covered with yellow rust, and the Buddha patterns on it had become blurred, but they could still be vaguely seen, with three characters engraved on it.
"Bhikshu Temple!"
This is a quasi-spiritual weapon, but the spiritual energy inside has been lost and turned into a piece of scrap iron.
"What is this?" Ye Xiaoxiang asked curiously when he saw Feng Feiyun staring at the scrap iron in his hand.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were full of disbelief, and he said, "This is a Buddhist instrument, the vajra, that the three monks used last night."
"Impossible, this vajra pestle in your hand has been buried underground for thousands of years, how could it be the Buddhist artifact of the three monks last night." Ye Xiaoxiang said.
Feng Feiyun shook his head and said, "There's nothing wrong, the words change every so often. The words that have been separated by thousands of years have changed beyond recognition, but look at the three words on this vajra. , it is the text used by the Shenjin Dynasty in recent decades."
Ye Xiaoxiang's eyes were stunned when he saw the words "Bhikshu'an" on the vajra, as if he had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
Feng Feiyun used the technique of Xiaoyan to calculate, and then dug and explored the ground. Not long after, he excavated a Buddhist mirror. This was a treasure, but it was half decayed and almost turned into mud.
This Buddhist mirror was also one of the three monks' instruments last night.
After the three monks entered the ghost village last night, what happened? How could the Buddhist instruments on their bodies be buried in the ground, and they have been buried for thousands of years
"It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron filings. It took no time to get it, and I found you here, Feng Feiyun, where do you escape this time?" A young talent wearing a white crystal armor from Lin Walking out of the middle, behind him there are two quite old people accompanying him.
This is a genius against genius. He was originally attracted by the ghost village above the small town, but he did not expect to meet Feng Feiyun and Ye Xiaoxiang here.
Feng Feiyun threw the two discarded Buddhist instruments on the ground, raised his eyes and stared at it, and said with a smile, "Who are you?"
"God Throne Tianhou Mansion, Gu Chuanfeng." This young talent stood on a hill with his hands on his back, with strong aura fluctuations on his body, forming a bull shadow above his head, a divine bull sitting cross-legged In the sky, the stars are swallowing the moon.
God Throne Tianhou also belongs to the Tianhou family of Beiming Clan, and Gu Chuanfeng is the young Houye of the God Throne Tianhou Mansion. His cultivation has reached the second level of destiny, and he is famous in the gods.
He originally led troops to be stationed at the frontier, but only recently returned to Shendu.
Feng Feiyun laughed mockingly: "I have no enmity with you, why do you want to deal with me?"
"Just because you offended everyone Ye, you are my mortal enemy." Gu Chuanfeng said sternly, "Feng Feiyun, it's best to let everyone Ye Ye obediently let go, maybe I can leave you with a whole corpse."
The Tianhou Mansion of the God Throne and the Beiming Clan are in the same spirit. The Beiming Clan has ordered to get rid of Feng Feiyun. Even if Feng Feiyun did not take Ye Xiaoxiang away, Gu Chuanfeng would spare no effort to deal with Feng Feiyun,
Feng Feiyun glanced at Ye Xiaoxiang slightly and asked, "Do you know him?"
Ye Xiaoxiang shook his head slightly.
Gu Chuanfeng has been in the foreign military all the year round, and he seldom returns to the capital. He has only seen Ye Xiaoxiang from the portrait, and has never been to Qianjin Yixiaolou. It is strange that Ye Xiaoxiang knows him.
Feng Feiyun said with a smile: "Have you seen it? Everyone else said they don't know you anymore. How could I give her to you?"
"Bastard, even our little prince dares to disobey his words, and he doesn't know what to do." An old man with a white beard and a white robe behind Gu Chuanfeng rose into the air, his body was like a big white bird, and his hands drew a huge A circle of 100 meters in diameter condenses.
This is a three-level formation with dense water patterns and thousands of formation patterns.
Gu Chuanfeng had a sneer on his face. He had heard of the name of the son of the demon, and he ranked third in the "Epic World List", but he had already fallen into the rotten blood of the King of Hell, and his qi and blood must be constantly declining. fear.
What a shit the first genius of the Jin Dynasty Dynasty, I will drink hatred in my hands today, kill the son of the demon, and I will definitely be famous in the world.
"Bang!"
Feng Feiyun stretched out his hand directly, patted it towards the sky, and a palm print was printed out, directly hitting the old man with a third-level formation and smashing it, smashing the old man into pieces, and blood spilled on the spot.
This is an old follower with the most important destiny, but he was beaten to death by such an understatement. Gu Chuanfeng's resentment against Feng Feiyun deepened.
Feng Feiyun's eyes burst out with two firelights, making a phoenix cry, rushing out of his pupils, and flying in front of Gu Chuanfeng in an instant.
"Shh!"
Gu Chuanfeng is worthy of being the heir of the Marquis of Heaven. He has the unique skills of Marquis in his cultivation. He stepped on the "God Throne Streamer" on his feet and escaped the killing of the Phoenix Sky Eye.
But the other old follower with the highest level of destiny standing behind him was not so lucky. He was pierced by the two killing holes of the phoenix eye, leaving two fist-sized blood holes in the heart. Immediately killed.
"The speed of your escape is quite fast." Feng Feiyun said with a smile.
The two old entourages are dead. These are two servants of the Destiny Realm. Gu Chuanfeng said with a gloomy face: "The Throne Streamer is the fastest speed in the same realm."