The villain's cultivation of immortals

Ning Feng was really worried about his master. Even when he was in danger, the master didn't show up, which meant that the master must be in big trouble.That Immortal Meilong can ask the cultivator of Huashen to serve him, let alone his cultivation level, who knows how many powerful people are around him?The master is single-handedly, I just hope that he can retreat with his body.

He really blamed himself, why didn't he think of this earlier, if he had thought of it earlier, the master would be fully prepared to go, but at that time, one of them was deliberately avoiding each other, and the other was sulking, there was no such thing at all. Free to think about other things.

"What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you go quickly." Ning Feng only thought about his master, and he recovered after being yelled at. At this moment, his arms tightened, and he was forcibly pulled forward.He looked at the man full of doubts, they just met by chance, and his cultivation was not very high, why would he risk his life to save him?Moreover, rumors have spread all over the street. He has the Xuanqing sword. Could it be that that person is not tempted at all?

"If you don't leave the Xuanqing sword behind, no one will want to leave." The golden core was only blocked by Qu Yin in the later stage, and he chased after him like a shadow in a flash, and swung his right hand repeatedly. The sound of piercing the air came obliquely.

The two of them dodged to both sides, avoiding the vital parts, but they were cut in four or five places.They looked at each other, and they all knew that if they didn't kill Jin Dan Late Stage, they wouldn't be able to run even if they wanted to, but there were still many people following behind, and they had to fight quickly.

Ning Feng threw a thunderbolt over his hand, "poof", a white light enveloped the Jindan late stage, and the originally powerful

The thunderbolt was actually sucked in, like a stone sinking into the sea, only a muffled sound came out.No, it seems that he used a powerful magic weapon for protection.

"Give me two." The man suddenly smiled, with a sly smile and a slightly raised corner of his mouth, which gave Ning Feng a familiar feeling.He frowned, this kind of feeling made him feel bad, because he is a villain, and there is no friend of him among the decent sects, and thanks to Mo Yunxie, almost all of them are him in the demon sect Even if he is not an enemy, he will remain neutral. Obviously, as long as he knows him, there is absolutely a problem.

But at this time, he didn't even have time to hesitate or ask.The Golden Core late stage grinned, and rushed towards him like a big bird spreading its wings. He slammed down with his palm, and the surroundings of Ning Feng seemed to be still, with the horror of death, all the wind gathered around the Golden Core. In the later palm, following his movements, a dazzling white light gradually enlarged, sweeping over like a raging storm.

Ning Feng quickly swung his sword, and at the same time retreated sharply. The wind and waves rushed out, roaring and chasing after him. As long as he was thrown by it, his flesh and blood body would be smashed into pieces immediately. "Bang", a tree vine broke the wind and waves by the waist, but was quickly crushed, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Ning Feng jumped out, raised his hand and threw two thunderbolt bombs to Qu Yin.

Qu Yin smiled lightly, a ball of black light came out from the palm of his hand, and he threw out another thunderbolt with a wave of his hand.In the later period, Jin Dan only thought that they were going to sneak attack him like this, and he was proud of seeing through their plot. He didn't want his magic weapon to suck the thunderbolt in, and a cloud of black light quickly swallowed the white light, and then suddenly shot from the top of his head. Pounced, he only had time to let out a howl, and then his whole body turned into scorched black, his eyes protruded, his face was distorted, and his death was extremely terrifying.After that, with a "bang", his body exploded, and black blood with a strong smell splattered everywhere.

"Hmph, the Thunderbolt gas bomb tastes pretty good, right?" Qu Yin smiled, and the tree vines danced in the air, blocking the flying poisonous blood.This is his method, he naturally knows the result, but the other monks have suffered, and those who are smarter can avoid it, but when the poisonous blood sticks to their bodies, the poisonous gas will spread and swallow quickly, and finally they will turn into human beings. A pool of black blood.

The miserable howls echoed in the street, but even so, there are still many people who are not afraid of death rush forward.Qu Yin unceremoniously threw another thunderbolt gas bomb out, "Boom", the black mist diffused in the air like the shadow of death, and in just a moment, the street turned into a hell on earth , Dirty blood flowed all over the ground, making people almost sick.

"Hurry up, give me all the thunderbolts and thunderfire bombs." Qu Yin rubbed his hands with great interest, your uncle, you were chased by them like a lost dog just now, now the situation has reversed, of course you have to let They tasted the power of Thunderbolt gas bombs and Thunderfire gas bombs, "Hurry up."

"Moxiu!" Ning Feng's heart tightened, he was stunned for a while, and seeing Qu Yin's urging again, he gave him a few more Thunderbolts.Seeing Qu Yin's face full of vicious pride, he waved his sleeves, "bang bang bang" thunderbolts exploded in the air like fireworks.

Mu Linggen, Moxiu, and this expression reminded Ning Feng of a person: Qu Yin.After the qualifying competition, Qu Yin seemed to have evaporated in the world and never appeared again, but with Ning Feng's understanding of him, Qu Yin would not let it go.Could it be that the person in front of him is the easy-going Qu Yin?

But there is one thing he can't figure out. In the book, Qu Yin played countless tricks but failed to get Mo Bai to agree to double cultivation with him. His self-esteem was damaged, so he hated Mo Bai. Mobai was sold out.But now, he had already made it clear to Qu Yin, and Qu Yin was expelled from the Demon Cult and lived in hiding, so he hated him as the "culprit" to the bone, and there was no reason to save him. him.

"Hmph, dare to fight against me, let's see if I don't blow you up." Qu Yin killed happily until all the thunder and fire bombs were used up, and when he turned around, he found that Ning Feng was looking at him strangely.My heart skipped a beat, and my face flushed slightly.

In fact, he is not good at disguising. He was hit by Ning Feng on purpose in the inn before, so that he didn't show his feet. Now he is happy and forgets the most important things.Too bad, Brother Bai looked at him like this, maybe he noticed something, he still wanted to use this look for a while.

His face became more and more red, and he wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know what to say to make Ning Feng dispel his doubts about him.Just when he was so anxious that he could no longer be anxious, Ning Feng suddenly moved, flicked his fingers, and an ice wall protected him.His face was stern, his figure was faster than lightning, like a goshawk flying from the sky, his sharp eyes were only fixed on his target.

During the siege just now, Wen Qing just followed behind pretendingly. He just wanted to see Ning Feng die with his own eyes. Intense competition, his cultivation base is not qualified enough to fight.

Ning Feng alone against a dozen people, the result is not difficult to predict, he can even imagine the misery of Ning Feng being tortured to death, but another person is killed halfway, but having a helper will not change anything, but unexpectedly There will be unimaginable weapons such as thunderbolt gas bombs.In just a short while, more than half of their people were killed or injured, and the rest were only concerned about running for their lives.

Wen Qing is not a fool, even if he wants to kill Ning Feng again, he still knows that keeping his own life is the most important thing.He glared at Ning Feng resentfully, and wanted to sneak away, but Ning Feng found him at this moment.Seeing a shard of ice approaching menacingly, his face turned pale, and hastily danced two sword flowers, not daring to fight recklessly, only thinking of seeing the opportunity to escape.

Ning Feng pressed on every step of the way, the white light turned into thousands of sword shadows and enveloped Wen Qing, only heard a "choke", Wen Qing's sword flew out of his hand, and fell to the ground with a buzzing sound.

Wen Qing only felt a pain in his chest, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of sweet blood, and then Ning Feng slapped his face with a palm, the cold air only pierced him with bursts of fear from the depths of his bone marrow.He stared unwillingly with his eyes wide open, not wanting to be timid, but he still couldn't help but let out a scream from his throat: "Please..."

Ning Feng didn't care, even if he begged for mercy, he didn't intend to let him go.This kind of disaster, even if you give him a thousand and ten thousand chances, he can't change it. It's better to send him to the palace of the king of hell early, so that he won't harm others again.At the very moment, a tree vine entangled his arm, he turned around in puzzlement, and saw Qu Yin Xianting strolling over, and said with a leisurely smile: "This kind of scum, it's too cheap to die like this." He's gone, give him to me, and I'll tell him to live and die for the rest of his life."

... Ning Feng was taken aback for a moment, that person and Wen Qing were only meeting each other for the first time, how could there be so much hatred for him to treat him like this.Could it be that he is Qu Yin?Wen Qing is his concubine, once Wen Qing dies, who else can Qu Yin turn to for double cultivation?When he said this, it seemed that he wanted to vent his anger on himself, but in fact he wanted to keep the smell clear.

The more Ning Feng thought about it, the more certain he was, if it was really Qu Yin, he had to leave quickly.There was a twinkle in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Okay, then I will hand him over to you."

Wen Qing shivered for a while, he could see clearly the method of the demon cultivator just now, if it fell into his hands, he would... At this time, Wen Qing only thought about being able to die simply, and he used what he had left. With one move of Duo Lingqi, the sword flew back and stabbed straight at his chest, but when it was only an inch away, the sword stopped abruptly and was easily held by a hand.

An evil face approached and whispered against his ear: "Cut, it's not that easy to die, I will treat you well."

Wen Qing shivered again, his face was as pale as paper, he opened his mouth to beg for mercy, when a bloody rag was stuffed into his mouth, after that, just as he was about to move, his eyes blurred, two flashes of light The silk thread wrapped him tightly.

Qu Yin picked up Wen Qing, turned around to look at Ning Feng, but saw that he ran forward quickly without waiting for him.He called out from behind, but Ning Feng didn't even turn his head.No, it seems that he was seen through, but fortunately, he tampered with Ning Feng in the inn.

Seeing that Qu Yin had been left behind by a long distance, and he might not be able to catch up after a while, Ning Feng heaved a sigh of relief.But at this moment, he suddenly felt as if his neck had been pricked by a needle, and when he touched it, it was bleeding.He had a premonition that something was wrong, so he searched carefully, and found a small green bug with glowing tentacles on his body.

Before he had time to crush it, he felt dizzy for a while, his figure staggered, he couldn't stand stably, and he fell forward.Before he fell into a coma, he saw Qu Yin's handsome face with a sly smile.

When Ning Feng woke up, it was already dark, he was tied up in a dilapidated thatched hut, and the hazy moonlight shone through the cracks in the roof.He shook his head vigorously, still feeling a little paralyzed and not clear enough, but he could feel the faint tingling pain coming from the palm of his right hand that seemed to be bitten.

"What are you doing?" Ning Feng was startled, and wanted to withdraw the hand that was held by Qu Yin, but found that he couldn't move at all.

"Hmph." Qu Yin sneered, "Don't think I don't know, Mo Yunxie can find you through the beast-controlling rune in your hand, I want to get rid of it, so that he will never be able to find you for the rest of his life."

It turned out to be just like that.Ning Feng quickly relaxed again, and opened his eyes wide to see a few reddish-brown insects biting the skin of his palm, thinking to himself: It can be removed, anyway, it's been a long time, and the master hasn't shown up.Although thinking this way, he raised his eyes and looked at the door. He really hoped that the master would appear in the next moment. Zhang Yang sneered arrogantly, and might even hurt him, "Apprentice, I have only left you for a long time as a teacher, and something happened to you!" , you are too useless."

If that was the case, he would probably cry.But he watched for a long time until Qu Yin swept the worms to the ground, and there was a red scar on the palm of his hand that looked like he had been burned, and the runes were gone, so he didn't even see the slightest sign of Mo Yunxie.He lowered his head in disappointment, and a wry smile escaped from the corner of his lips: What a coincidence, if you want him to come, he will come.

"Tell me, what do you want to think about me?" Falling into Qu Yin's hands, Ning Feng no longer had any illusions. The magic cultivator's method has always been that double the damage has to be repaid with a hundred times.

Qu Yin was a little annoyed. He admitted that he was bad and that he would take revenge, but that didn't mean he treated everyone the same.He really wanted to grab Ning Feng's neck and question him in a cold voice, but he just smiled coldly for a long time, "How bad am I in your heart that you can't think of anything good about me? I Is it really that heinous?"

Ning Feng was stunned. Hearing Qu Yin's sour laughter, he felt a little shaken in his heart, "No..." He thought about it again, and then reluctantly said: "I don't know what to say, anyway, I I don't like you very much, but you are definitely not heinous, you also have your advantages, but I can't..."

He really didn't know what to say, and when he saw Wen Qing lying on the ground tied up like a rice dumpling, he simply swept him up and said, "You should choose him, he is very good-looking, and his cultivation level is comparable to yours. , which meets your standards."

"Him?" The clinker Qu Yin's eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked Wen Qing up and down.

Wen Qing gave him a gentle smile at this time, and after learning that the person who said to torture him was Qu Yin in disguise, he saw infinite hope.His thoughts were the same as Ning Feng's, and he felt that Qu Yin wanted to save him on purpose. When he heard that even Ning Feng said that he was more suitable for Qu Yin's double cultivation, he couldn't help recommending himself: "Yes, I am very willing. .”

At the same time, he was also persuading himself in his heart, that kind of thing would pass by gritting his teeth, and nothing was more important than getting ahead and winning honor for the family, as long as they chose a secret place where no one would know it would be fine.

Both of them were waiting for Qu Yin's answer, but saw that his smile was getting colder and colder. Suddenly, he strode up to Wen Qing, raised his foot, and mercilessly looked at Wen Qing's face as if to vent. Pull it up, "You look good, you look good, I told you to look good, I told you to look good..."

Ning Feng was completely stunned, and he couldn't bear to look at it. Only then did he realize that Qu Yin really wanted to torture Wen Qing when he said that what he got was going to torture Wen Qing.Wen Qing yelled, and the more he yelled, the harder Qu Yin hit. Gradually, Wen Qing obediently closed his mouth, hid his face down, and remained silent.

Qu Yin punched and kicked for a long time, and finally pulled Wen Qing violently, "Look, is he still good-looking?"

...Ning Feng glanced away and turned his face away. How could it still look good? It was swollen like a pig's head, and it no longer looked like a human being.