Black Forest.
In the dim night, two Taoist disciples knelt in front of Qin Feng with respectful expressions.
"I ask you, are you disciples who believe in the demons?"
Qin Feng questioned.
"Yes."
The two answered very directly.
After being enslaved, they completely obeyed Qin Feng, knowing it all.
"Sure enough, I guessed right."
Qin Feng touched his chin.
He rolled his eyes, glanced at the two of them again, and continued to ask: "Do you know how many Demon Dao disciples are hidden in Dao Sect?"
"This villain doesn't know."
One of the disciples said.
"The villain knows a few. A few days ago, I visited the Black Sun Forest with the villain."
Another disciple answered truthfully.
"Then have you ever got in touch with someone from the Demon Race?"
Qin Feng asked again.
"No."
The two shook their heads together.
This answer is not surprising, if they contacted the Mozu, they would not come today.
"Then do you know that someone else has contacted the Demon Race, or, who has this possibility?"
Qin Feng explored further.
Hearing this, the two disciples glanced at each other and seemed to think of the same person.
"There is probably only Senior Brother Wang, right?"
"Who is Brother Wang?"
Qin Feng's expression moved, and he continued to question.
"Wang Xianzhi, a disciple of Yunxia Peak, the fourth branch of Wulaofeng."
"It's also a well-known disciple of the Demon Dao."
The two were outspoken.
In Wulaofeng, there is an underground circle, and only people who believe in the magic way can enter this circle to communicate.
This circle is extremely secretive, and only a few dozen demon disciples know about it.
Among them, Wang Xianzhi is the little leader in this circle.
Wang Xianzhi is also the first disciple of Yunxia Peak, both of his identities are not low, and he has a lot of prestige in everyone's hearts.
So when Qin Feng asked who might contact the Demon Race, Wang Xianzhi was immediately thought of by the other party.
"Wang Xianzhi?"
Qin Feng's eyes flickered, thoughtful.
Immediately, he glanced at the two of them, and whispered: "You bring Wang Xianzhi here, you must complete the task."
"The villain obeyed."
The two bowed and left quietly.
the next day.
It was still late at night, and the two disciples lived up to their expectations and led Wang Xianzhi into the Black Sun Forest.
"This person is really good!"
Qin Feng hid in the dark and looked at Wang Xianzhi.
Wang Xianzhi wore a moon-white robe, coming from the wind, with long hair fluttering, very free and easy.
This person has a high level of cultivation and has reached the pinnacle of the fifth-order of the soul.
"Is your information reliable? Isn't it a lie to me?"
Wang Xianzhi suddenly stopped and looked at the two disciples suspiciously.
"Brother Wang, we are all in the same circle, so how can we lie to you?"
"Brother Wang, we really found a magic weapon, just ahead."
The two sang a harmony, without leaking.
They led Wang Xianzhi into the forest on the grounds of discovering the magic weapon. Although Wang Xianzhi was a little suspicious, he still failed to withstand it.
For the magician, the attraction of magic weapons is undoubtedly fatal.
"You really found the magic weapon, will you still come to notify me?"
Although Wang Xianzhi was greedy, he was very cautious.
"That magic weapon is extremely overbearing, we can't conquer it, and we don't want this magic weapon to be dusted, so we can only pin our hopes on Senior Brother Wang."
One of them explained.
"Oh? You really think so?"
A smile was raised at the corner of Wang Xianzhi's mouth.
"Everyone is in the same circle, and the fat water doesn't flow into the field of outsiders. If Brother Wang is successful in magic, don't forget our two brothers."
The two laughed, flattering and flattering.
"That is, as long as I can get this magic weapon, your benefits are indispensable."
Wang Xianzhi nodded and smiled.
"Senior Brother Wang, please."
The two remained calm and continued to lead the way.
Not long after, Wang Xianzhi was taken to the location designated by Qin Feng.
"Where is the magic weapon?"
Wang Xianzhi frowned and looked around. It was pitch black and there was nothing.
If there is a magic weapon, he will be able to sense it.
"Shit..."
And when Wang Xianzhi was suspicious, a thick devilish energy suddenly filled the forest.
Upon sensing this breath, Wang Xianzhi's face suddenly changed, and his eyes glowed green.
"What a strong devilish spirit, you really didn't lie to me."
Wang Xianzhi was ecstatic.
He immediately opened his blood, absorbing this devilish energy frantically, and a group of black clouds continued to condense above his head, flashing scarlet lightning.
"Magic of Demonization?"
Seeing this scene, Qin Feng was also secretly surprised.
The Dafa of Transforming Demon is a unique technique of the Demon Race. As long as you continue to practice, you can increase the power of Qi and blood and strengthen the demon nature.
However, if a foreigner cultivates this method, it is possible to achieve the effect of blood exchange and become a demonized cultivator, or even a real demon race.
"This person is proficient in the Dafa of Demonization, he should have got some adventures, maybe he really knows the clues of the demon clan."
Qin Feng thought secretly.
And in the middle of the opponent's magic power, Qin Feng really made a move.
The sky-splitting hammer smashed the void with a violent blow.
Boom!
There was a loud thunderous noise, and the black cloud above Wang Xianzhi's head suddenly fell apart, including his physical body, which was directly smashed.
call out-
In the dark night, a group of black spirits was escaping quickly towards the distance.
Wang Xianzhi reacted sharply, knowing that he had been in an ambush by others, and did not make any resistance, turning his head and fleeing.
He could not deal with a character who could smash his body in one blow.
Zila crackling...
However, before the black soul had gone far, he was intercepted by a dense electric grid.
Qin Feng had set up an ambush long ago and laid down the sword formation with the Chaos Thunder Sword to prevent the opponent's soul from escaping.
The black soul slammed into the power grid and was violently exploded, crumbling, twisting and tearing, and let out a miserable howl.
"You can't escape, don't waste your time."
Qin Feng emerged from the night with a sneer on the corners of his mouth.
"Who are you? Why are you plotting against me?"
Wang Xianzhi screamed in anger again and again.
"You are now a prisoner, are you qualified to know all this? If you don't want to die, answer my questions honestly."
Qin Feng's tone became cold.
To deal with a repairer of Wang Xianzhi's level, there is a certain risk in using the puppet technique.
If Wang Xianzhi is pressed, he can directly detonate the soul, so that Qin Feng can't get any information.
With Qin Feng's current methods, it is difficult to prevent the other party from doing this.
Therefore, he can only find some clues through cross-examination and his own derivation and analysis.
"Do you want to ask anything?"
Wang Xianzhi calmed down, no one would take life as a trifling matter.
"Are you a disciple of the Demon Sect?"
Qin Feng remained silent.
"This... That's right, I am."
Wang Xianzhi was startled, but he still admitted.
If he didn't admit it, he couldn't do it. He had already revealed his identity just when he used the Dafa of Transforming Demons.
"Then the key question is, where did you come from?"
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