Feng Jiu's eyes turned cold, and the small knife in her hand, which she had originally intended to use to dig out spiritual medicine, shot directly at the snake. The sharp air blade was accompanied by the hissing sound of the venomous snake spitting out its tongue. In the next moment, the flying beast's eyes shrank slightly.
It saw that the third-level black-gold snake was nailed into the stone wall. Amidst the screams, the snake's tail curled up slightly and then fell down weakly, hanging in the air on the wall halfway up the mountain, motionless.
This made it even more wary of the human standing on its back, and it didn't dare to even think of resisting. A third-level poisonous snake was killed by her in one move. If it, a flying beast that wasn't even a divine beast, really wanted to bite back like that poisonous snake, wouldn't it die even more miserably
Fengjiu glanced coldly at the black gold snake that was nailed to death in the seven-inch position of its body. She originally did not want to kill it, but she intended to let it go, but it wanted to kill her. In this case, she could not be blamed for killing it.
She took out another knife, carefully dug out the thousand-year-old black spirit tendon, and transplanted it into her space. Finally, she pulled out the knife with the black gold snake nailed on it, and threw the third-level black gold snake to the flying beast.
"Here I am giving it to you."
Hearing this, the flying beast's eyes showed excitement and surprise. It flapped its wings, nodded its head slightly and made a sound. After thanking Fengjiu, it grabbed the snake with its claws and swallowed the snake's chip.
"Send me over there." Fengjiu pointed at where Lin Chengjin and the others were.
The flying beast let out a cry, and when it was about to send her away, a few more flying beasts appeared in the sky, and there were people standing on the backs of those flying beasts.
"Boy, you are quite capable. You actually dug out the thousand-year-old black spiritual tendon before us." A man said, staring at Feng Jiu and said, "If you want to live, hand over the thousand-year-old black spiritual tendon obediently!"
Hearing this, Feng Jiu chuckled, her clear eyes swept over the four or five people, and said, "Your strength is at the level of Immortal Saints. It seems that you are not disciples of the Immortal Sect!"
“That’s good to know! We won’t show mercy like the disciples of the four sects! Hand over the things quickly, and we can spare your life!” One of them shouted in a deep voice, and the pressure from the powerful immortal saint also attacked Fengjiu.
Unexpectedly, his pressure had no effect on Feng Jiu. Seeing that the young man was still as calm as before, and did not look uncomfortable at all under the pressure, they could not help but frown, with a look of inquiry in their eyes.
"Kid, who are you? You are not a disciple of the Four Sects, right? You sneaked in!"
Feng Jiu chuckled, "That's good to know. I won't show mercy to you like the disciples of the four sects." She turned her clear eyes and said with an inexplicable smile, "The last person who dared to steal my things and plotted against me has already reported to the King of Hell. You guys are blind and it's your misfortune to provoke me."
Hearing these arrogant and murderous words, the few people became nervous and mobilized their spiritual energy. They surrounded Feng Jiu and shouted at the same time: "Kill this kid!"
As soon as the voice fell, several figures flew out from the flying beasts, and several sharp swords with cold light attacked Fengjiu with a force that was so fast that it could not be heard, carrying a cold and murderous aura.