I became a god by eating monsters, and I became immortal by killing monsters.

Chapter 47 In the Mountains
Deep in Jingting Mountain.

Meng Jiao led the way with a pale white paper money in his hand.

Feng Xuan followed behind, dropping some scraps of paper from time to time.

Meng Jiao was a little curious at first, but after observing for a while out of the corner of his eye.

I didn't find anything special about the confetti.

He no longer paid attention.

For some reason, ever since he decided to hunt the tigress.

Feng Xuan and the other person became extremely silent.

After walking through the mountains for several days, the two finally saw a treasure land surrounded by green cypresses and rippling blue waters.

A woman in a plain white robe was taking off her clothes.

Slowly walk into the spring pool.

Feng Xuan was about to attack when Meng Jiao grabbed him.

"This is a rare opportunity, so why not let my brothers feast their eyes on it!"

Feng Xuan shook off Meng Jiao's dirty hands.

He had no interest in looking at the transformed body of a female fox.

The blood-green wind split into four and stabbed towards the woman from the four directions of heaven and earth.

"Who?"

The woman was startled.

His palms swept across the lake, creating water dragons that blocked the incoming blood-red sword.

Meng Jiao curled his lips: "What a blockhead, he doesn't know how to be gentle with women!"

Having said that, the bone spear in his hand was merciless.

As soon as he made a move, he pierced the female fox's shoulder.

The woman looked at Qing Fengxuan and Meng Jiao.

My eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Feng Lang, why are you so cruel?"

"Touch your heart. Doesn't it really hurt?"

Meng Jiao was a little alert and quietly kept a part of his attention on Feng Xuan.

Feng Xuan was not polite at all, and the calamity energy on his sword was surging.

With a flash of cold light, he chopped off the woman's head.

The woman looked at Feng Xuan in despair: "Okay, okay!"

"Since you don't care about our friendship, then I won't show any mercy!"

"We share the same fate! Release!"

puff!
The woman endured the pain of having her heart cut open.

Shattered his last tail.

Feng Xuan didn't change at all, and Bixue Changfeng took advantage of the woman's serious injuries.

Four sword holes were directly pierced from front to back.

Hundreds of miles away, Beigong Zhongyu, who had become the purple-robed governor of the Xuanjing Division, suddenly vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

The strong and fat body became shriveled and thin in the blink of an eye.

He looked like he was about to die soon.

It seemed as if he would stop breathing in the next moment.

Meng Jiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and he took a few steps back, widening the distance between himself and Feng Xuan.

He looked at Feng Xuan in surprise and doubt, then looked at the woman who had turned into a tailless fox.

Finally, he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

[Kill the third-level Hundred Demon Kings and obtain Spiritual Rhythm 66]
[Remaining Spiritual Rhythm: 265]
Feng Xuan, who was already accustomed to the abundant spiritual energy, after comprehending a trace of the Wanjie Sword Intent.

With the help of Wen Bu and Nie Wenyuan, the spiritual energy that he had painstakingly collected was almost used up.

Now there are a lot of additions.

Feng Xuan was also very happy.

"Pity!"

"This stupid fox should know the cause of your father's death."

"See, she really used the fox tribe's life-and-death skill."

"I'm afraid there's something else behind your father's death!"

Just as the two men were dismembering the fox and dividing the spoils.

There were roars coming from the depths of Jingting Mountain.

Dense shadows blocked the entrance to the valley.

All over the mountains and plains, there are black humanoid creatures.

Feng Xuan didn't know what these humanoid creatures in front of him were.

But he knew that these were definitely not humans.

"Roar!"

"Whoever kills my priest will die!"

Thousands of black figures came pouring in like zombies.

Feng Xuan subconsciously used the sword-controlling technique.

One sword transformed into four forms, and all four swords were launched simultaneously. In an instant, four paths were torn open.

Feng Xuan and Meng Jiao looked at each other, opened their arms and lunged, and rushed into the group of black shadows.

I thought I would be able to kill my way through the shadow army and break out quickly.

But after fighting for a while, Feng Xuan found himself trapped in the center.

There was no sign of Meng Jiao around.

Even Meng Jiao's breath disappeared.

"What exactly is this?"

“Not only can they not be killed off, but they are endless.”

"It's corroding Bixue Changfeng and even polluting my soul!"

The seal in his palm moved instantly, and the red-gold divine flame spurted out from the mouth of the true spirit, merging into the large fireball in Feng Xuan's palm.

The fireball, with the power of the fire spirit, transformed into a firebird and pounced on the black shadows that almost filled the valley.

boom!
The flames surged, and the black humanoid creatures looked like burnt plastic.

It smelled fishy and sticky, and there were even bursts of wailing.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feng Xuan flew into the air on his sword.

Want to rush out of the valley.

Meng Jiao's weak voice reached Feng Xuan's ears at this moment.

"Boy, are you just gonna abandon me like this?"

Feng Xuan had no choice but to turn the sword and grab Meng Jiao.

While Feng Xuan grabbed Meng Jiao's collar and was about to catch him.

He suddenly gave a strange smile.

"Since you have come to the mountains, you should be their slave!"

The black wind was howling. This wind was not from the east, west, south or north, but it was the Samadhi Divine Wind that blew away the soul and dispersed the spirit.

Feng Xuan had no time to dodge, and the Samadhi Divine Wind from Meng Jiao's mouth hit Feng Xuan in the face.

At the same time, the bone spear in his hand pierced his abdomen.

"This time, I don't believe you can escape from my grasp!"

He slowly tore off his mask, revealing a face that Feng Xuan was very familiar with.

"How...how is it possible, it could...it could be you!"

Feng Xuan couldn't believe it at all. The barbarian prince who had been helping him all the way had actually been replaced.

"You know nothing about the adults' methods."

"Don't say it's just a changed face."

"Even if you die, my Lord has a way to bring you back from the underworld."

"Look at me, isn't that the best example?"

In the underground cave hundreds of meters deep in Jingting Mountain, magma is boiling.

A white-browed tiger with hanging eyes, its body length is dozens of meters.

There is actually a pair of fleshy wings on its back.

At this moment, Baihu suddenly opened his eyes and looked somewhere in the void.

"Since you want to attack him, why do you use my name?"

A five-tailed red fox in the void snorted coldly.

"Humph!"

"If you hadn't captured my daughter first."

"Neglect comes after."

"How can I be here at this time?"

Roar!
The white tiger groaned, then turned over lazily.

The huge tiger body soaking in the magma seems to be enjoying it very much.

There is no intention of coming out at all.

The five-tailed red fox looked at the white tiger with a serious expression.

"I didn't expect that person to hurt you so badly."

"Even with the help of this Fire Vein Spirit Spring."

"It will take you several years to complete the task assigned by the Lord!"

The white tiger turned his head indifferently and no longer looked at the five-tailed red fox.

"If you're afraid of that guy from Tang, be more careful."

The five-tailed red fox snorted again: "Hmph!"

"Others don't know his identity, but you don't know it?"

"If he really returns to Qin."

"Not to mention you and me, I'm afraid His Majesty will also be implicated."

“So, this isn’t just my thing.”

Upon hearing this, Baihu thought for a long time and nodded his huge tiger head.

"The accomplices can't do anything to him."

"Why not let that old guy try it?"

(End of this chapter)