Chapter 356: Fairy spar

There was a strong hatred in Du Zifei's eyes. He wanted to watch Ning Wufeng besieged to death, so that he could only vent his hatred!
As soon as the words came down, everyone in Tiantufu had already led Ning Wufeng Tuantu.
The Dai people looked at each other, and Bai Fenger had not returned to God yet.
"Good breath, how about adding us?" For a while, the sound of the hunting ground broke through, and Huo Liyang and others appeared on the side of Ning Wufeng.
"Is it you?" Du Zifei's face changed. With the fiery sun, Jin Tiandao and Long Yan, it was not easy to deal with Ning Wufeng.
Not to mention how powerful the fiery sun and the Golden Sky Sword Realm were at the later stage, it was only against Long Yan. Du Zifei was extremely jealous of him, but the earthen monument left a deep impression on Du Zifei.
"My son." Nan Shu retreated to Du Zifei, whispered something in his ear.
"Huh!" Du Zifei snorted heavily, glaring at Ning Wufeng, and turned: "Let's go!"
Right now, Ning Wufeng has a sacrifice in the false Dan realm, and there are two monks in the late stage of the realm. If you want to deal with them, even if Tiantufu is not dead, you have to peel off the skins, and then let the people in the palace to collect the profits. How could Nan Shu do such a thing?
However, their relationship with Ning Wufeng has become very rigid.
The corner of Ning Wufeng's mouth slightly raised, and he looked at the Dai people with a faint glance, scaring them all to change their faces and quickly back.
Chess Lord Ning Wufeng is back!
Lying on the ground was the body of Chen Qi, who was still dead. No more Dai people dare to treat Ning Wufeng.
Bai Fenger snorted. Before Ning Wufeng fell into disappointment, they didn't seize the opportunity and instead fell on him. Now Ning Wufeng's strength has increased greatly and he will definitely not help them anymore.
Right now, Chen Qi is dead and the strength of the Dai people has greatly diminished.
Bai Fenger sighed and came out, saying, "Ning Jingzhu, the previous thing was that our Dai people were wrong. If you want to kill or die, you just come to me."
Ning Wufeng glanced at Bai Fenger lightly. Not only a rare beauty, but also courageous.
Whizzing……
Two golden auras rushed towards Bai Fenger.
Bai Fenger caught it subconsciously, and spread out his palms to take a look. I did not expect it to be two gold gods crying for blood.
"Take your fruits and leave here." Ning Wufeng said lightly. He was only for the sake of Bai Feng'er, so he promised to let the Dai people go.
Bai Fenger's complexion was a little complicated. It was because they had given up such an opportunity to send charcoal to Ning Wufeng, and even seeing the inheritance of the Emperor became a luxury for them.
She sighed softly and left with all the Dai people.
"Master Yu, are you okay?" Jin Tiandao turned his head and asked in a hurry.
Ning Wufeng shook his head and laughed, "What can I do. By the way, where have you been? Why did it appear now?"
"We ..." Jin Tiandao was about to speak, but was interrupted by Long Mao.
"It's a secret." Long Yan smiled mysteriously.
Ning Wufeng shook his head gently and glanced at Long Yan. This old guy also likes playing mystery. However, since Long Yan wanted to keep it secret, he was not in a hurry to search Jin Tiandao's memory.
At this time, the five deities fruit were divided up. The Hermitage and Tiantufu each have their own two, and Ning Wufeng has the other.
As soon as the five gods fruit tree left the sea surface, the bitter sea began to tide for a moment, and the waves were rough. A fairy mountain slowly rises on the sea level, shining brightly.
"Look at you!" Someone exclaimed.
"Land of inheritance!"
Everyone at the scene was boiling, and those who responded quickly were the first to swoop towards Xianshan.
"Xianshan?" Ning Wufeng murmured, could he see the inheritance of the emperor so quickly?
He felt a bunch of gazes looking at himself, a polite expression. The two eyes met, Han Yanli turned and left, and rushed towards the front line of Haitian with everyone from the Palace.
The people at Tiantufu also rushed past.
Ning Wufeng shook his head gently, and gave each one of the Chu Shen and Long Yan the weeping blood fruit of Jin Shen, leaving one for himself.
The five also headed for Xianshan.
The closer to the side of Xianshan, the more powerful the turbulent winds around it became, and the violent turbulence was stirred up. Some incompetent monks rushed into the water violently, and then swallowed up by the bitter sea.
"Be careful." Huo Liyang and Jin Tiandao were sacred, flying with Ning Wufeng.
Whizzing……
In the turbulent wind, a golden spar suddenly rushed over, rubbing fiercely with the air, overflowing with firelight.
Ning Wufeng grabbed the golden spar, and the strong impact force flew him out, but fortunately, the fierce sun was fast and grabbed his collar.
"Ah!" A scream came in the distance, and someone was smashed into the sea of ​​bitterness by the flying golden spar.
Ning Wufeng fell back on the back of the six-wing fire salamander and spread out a look. The flesh and blood of the palm was blurred, but the golden spar was gone and turned into a puddle of golden soup covered with Ning Wufeng's palm.
"What is this?" Ning Wufeng wondered.
Long Ying was about to catch Ning Wufeng, sniffing on his nose.
"What are you doing?" Ning glanced at him without a distaste.
Long Yan shook his hand away and said, "What do you think, I have no thoughts about you, I just want to see what it is."
"Did you see it?" Ning glanced at him suspiciously and said. Who knows what this lonely old dragon has been doing for thousands of years in Chilongyuan.
"Ning boy, if you look at me with such eyes again, I will desperately with you!" Long Yan shouted.
At this time, they were close to Xianshan, and they could hear a few happy laughter, wondering if any treasure was found.
Chu Chu laughed softly, and said, "Dragon, do you see anything? Why did this golden spar suddenly turn into water?"
Long Yan grinned immediately and said, "You little girl, speak nicely."
"Tell you, this should be the chalcedony."
"Immortal chalcedony?" Huoyang snorted, wondering, "Can it be a fairy thing?"
Long Yan waved his hand and said, "Of course not, it should be the immortal chalcedony diluted tens of thousands times. The true immortal chalcedony is pure white."
"Diluted so many times?" Jin Tiandao immediately showed disappointment.
"What do you know? Even if it has been diluted 100,000 times, it is an extremely valuable insight for you. The fairy chalcedony is the legendary fairy's algae jade brew. Although this fairy pulp is diluted, it can Enhance your body's defenses and your perception of spiritual power. "Long Yan said with a quiver.
"Really?" Jin Tiandao was overjoyed. For people like them who have been in chess for so many years, it is really important to be able to further improve their strength.
Ning Wufeng stretched out his hand, the fairy pulp had all been absorbed, the scars on his hands had completely disappeared, and the palms became thin and tender, more delicate than Chu Chu's small hands.
"How can this happen?" Ning Wufeng swaggered, but with a light swipe on the hand with the blade, he did feel a lot stronger.
"Good things, good things, let's hurry up." Jin Tiandao exclaimed.
Between the words, Liu Yi Huo roared and rushed towards Xianshan.
By this time, the fresh wind had gradually stopped.
Apparently, the strong wind from the bottom of the fairy valley rushed these fairy spar. While Xianshan has four peaks, the Han Palace and Tiantufu have each occupied one peak.
Some other small forces also accounted for a peak. The Xijian Academy and the Beiyue Sword Clan fought endlessly on the same peak.
The head of the Beiyue knife clan is a cold mountain tiger, a great monk in the late stage of the spirit, and a dragon tooth spirit knife shining with dazzling light.
However, it is interesting that there is a Zhuge family in the Beiyue sword and Dai nationality. The assassination of Zhuge Feng and Zhuge Xiu of Ning Wufeng before was the vein of the Zhuge clan of the Beiyue Sword Clan, but the main vein of the Beiyue Sword clan was the Hanshan clan represented by the Hanshan tiger in front of them.
Xijian Academy seems to be a little bit dreadful. The elder with big ears stood out and said in a deep voice: "Han Shanhu, you and I are both second-class forces. Do you want to fight with us for a dead net?"
It turned out that in the wave of immortal spar just now, the Beiyue Dao and the Dai people were on the same hill, so when robbing the spirit stone, friction inevitably appeared. Now Han Shanhu will drive away the Xijian Academy to monopolize the peak.
Everyone knows that these four peaks are the best place to receive fairy spar, and other places can only receive some missing fish. So how could Xijian Academy regress?
"The fish's dead net is broken?" Han Shanhu's huge figure laughed, and the earth shook constantly. He pointed at the elder with big ears and sneered, "Just because you wash the sword, the Academy also wants to follow us all, and seek death!"
"Yan Du, you should give up, so as not to increase the number of deaths and injuries." Han Yanli said lightly, his attitude was already very clear, in support of the Beiyue swords.
It turned out that the elder with big ears was originally called Yan Du.
The elder with big ears changed his face, pretending not to hear, glaring at Han Shanhu and yelling, "Do you think we are bullying at Xijian Academy?"
The sword light in his hand trembled, and his body was full of vigor and vitality. The small five-element sword array was on display.
"Haha, I will complete your old thing!" Han Shanhu laughed loudly, the sword light in his hand whistled out, like a beast with an open mouth and a big mouth, showing its fangs, which was about to approach the elder with big ears.
With a bang and a move, the elder with big ears went back three steps.
And Han Yanli was a little impatient, and Shen said, "Yan Du, don't you put it in your ears if you are my son? If you dare to do another trick, I promise you to wash the sword academy. Today's film A Do not stay!"
Between the words, the fan of the mountains and rivers in the hand of Tian Can shook slightly, and his eyes were on the elders with big ears.
The elder with big ears turned pale and went back five or six steps.
"Just right, we want this mountain peak." A sudden voice sounded, and Ning Wufeng waited for someone to go straight down between the Xijian Academy and the Beiyue Knife Clan.