Chapter 415: Tragedy Hummer

However, in two days, Ning Wufeng conquered 16 people, accounting for half of the people in this inheritance.
Seeing the operation of big fish eating small fish like Ning Wufeng, Guijia Guiyi actually developed the weakest Jianxi Academy into the strongest.
Ning Wufeng seemed to be a bit dissatisfied. If he could be the slave of Han Palace's arrogant, then it would be a joyous event.
After he refined the second Spirit Spring, his skin shone with an amber light. A second psychic line appeared, and the skin's defenses strengthened again. However, his expression was still a little sad, and he couldn't bear Han Yi together.
At this time, Han Yi finally found a Lingquan, but he felt cold all over the place, as if someone had followed him. He was stagnant and looked around with a look of wonder on his face.
The uncle behind him saw the strangeness from him, and wondered, "What are you doing, boy?"
"Nothing?" Han Yi shook his head and turned and murmured again: "How can this be? Why does it feel like you're being watched?"
His consciousness was released again, and it was determined that no one was watching in secret around him. Then he shook his head, breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed into the dozens of beasts.
The beast was invaded for an instant because of the territory, roaring endlessly, and made a terrifying roar.
The spirit of Han Yi's hands was surging, a sword light rose into the sky, and the sword was violently blasting, which was close to the beast. The concubine behind him is a monk in the later stage of the spirit state, and his attacking power is also amazing.
With such a rush from the side, those gas beasts could not do anything close to Han Yi, and could only be attacked by Han Yi.
Han Yi attacked the hegemony, the sword light was violently stirred, and the cold air was alive.
"Good guy." Ning Wufeng's consciousness was extremely powerful, and he could see Han Yi, but Han Yi could not find him. He looked at Han Yi's sturdy fighting power and couldn't help taking a breath.
"No, I still don't have enough people. I have to gather some people again," he muttered secretly.
Immediately, made up his mind and headed for the next Lingquan.
The location of the body's spirits corresponds to the location of the giant's spirit fountain in the inherited land, so he is a living map of walking, and the speed of finding the spirit fountain is fast.
Along the way, Ning Wufeng took sixteen monks of different origins, passing by in mid-air, the momentum was amazing, and ordinary monks did not dare to come.
Of course, there are also unknown people who think that these people are chasing Ning Wufeng, and they join the army that chasing Ning Wufeng without knowing it. As a result, when Lingquan comes down, Ning Wufeng has more slaves.
The third Lingquan was quickly refined by him, and the light flowed in the skin, which was faintly visible in the robe.
"It's too eye-catching." Ning Wufeng murmured secretly, walking out in this way, telling others clearly that my defense is strong, don't approach me.
"No, I would rather have such a low-key person than Wufeng, how could I do such a high-profile thing?" His eyes lighted, and he peeled off the black robe of a disciple of Qiangui Zong and put it on his body.
When he came out of the black robe, the crowd saw the face of the disciples of Qian Guizong look aggrieved. They all stepped back and looked at him with strange eyes.
"Hey, what are you doing, isn't it what you think?" He quickly explained, couldn't help but take a step forward.
The crowd was frightened by him and took a few steps back.
"I said why don't you believe it?" Ning Wufeng explained it again with anxiety on his face.
Everyone was suspicious again.
When Ning Wufeng saw that the explanation was not clear, he simply snorted and turned towards another place of spiritual spring.
In order to get revenge on this group of guys, he deliberately asked the guys to do a shoulder-to-shoulder look, lifted himself, and swung in the direction of another Lingquan.
They are usually the pride of the sky, and now they are Ning Wufeng's bearers. These guys are also afraid to speak.
Ning Wufeng quickly found the fourth Lingquan.
When he found the fifth Lingquan, he met another old friend—Guyan!
Gui Yan spent nine cattle and two tigers to find this Lingquan, and then used the blue-faced ghost to lead the beast away.
Looking at the Lingquan in front of him, Guiyan's eyes showed a ecstatic expression, and then his face suddenly sank, showing a hateful expression, gritted his teeth and said, "Well, you kidding me, wait for you, you grabbed me Lingquan, I will also find the second and third ones. "
"At that time, my strength will increase greatly, and I think you dare to play any conspiracy in front of me!"
"It's a pity those two masters." He immediately thought of something, and couldn't help sighing, shaking his head, and now he hasn't encountered a disciple of Qianguizong again.
As he was ready to enjoy the baptism of Lingquan, a voice sounded behind him.
"Brother, it's great to see you again." Gui Jia Gui Yi appeared at the same time behind Gui Yan, and said with some gritted teeth.
Guiyan actually betrayed the two of them at a critical moment and ran away on their own. As a result, the two of them became slaves of Ning Wufeng, and they became saddlemen and saddle horses. The hearts of the two already hated Gui Yan.
Guiyan's face moved, and he turned around to see Guijia and Guiyi. They immediately excitedly said, "Great, brother, I didn't expect to see you here."
"Look, look, Brother just found Lingquan, let's accept the baptism of Lingquan together."
Although Gui Yan was unwilling to share the Lingquan with Guijia Guiyi and others, he still reluctantly promised in order to win the hearts of the two masters.
The faces of Guijia and Guiyi were slightly changed, and the cold was not reduced.
At this time, Ning Wufeng came over from the other side, with a faint smile on his face, and said, "Coincidentally, I didn't expect to meet you humming ghost again."
Gui Yan heard a familiar voice, his face changed greatly. He had been robbed of Lingquan once by Ning Wufeng before, and now he can't throw it into Ning Wufeng's hands anyway.
But immediately, Gui Yan smiled inadvertently on his face, because he noticed that there were seven or eight breaths of Qiangizong disciples around him.
It ’s really nowhere to look for iron shoes.
There was a sullen smile on his face, and he said calmly, "Huh, stinky boy, I didn't expect you to come to your door. This time you really did it!"
Gui Yan clenched his fists and stared at Ning Wufeng with his teeth gritted.
"Hm, hum, ghost, why do we say we can't share the Lingquan in front of us? It's so bad to fight and kill." Ning Wufeng sighed and said quietly.
Lingquan again!
Guiyan's face changed drastically, but Ning Wufeng, an lonely and widowed man, turned his eyes on his own Lingquan.
"Huh, you dream! It's a delusional wish." Gui Yan growled sharply, spit flying, wishing to grab Ning Wufeng, Ling Chi was executed.
Ning Wufeng sighed softly, with a sad expression, and said, "Since this is the case, I'm welcome."
Guiyan's pupils shrank, and he shouted sternly: "Huh, smelly boy, today I'm going to crush you!"
"Where are my disciples of Qianguizong?"
A roar sounded, and Guiyan was full of strong yin, and the ghost's head roared, and he flew towards Ning Wufeng, the momentum was extremely amazing.
But Gui Yan didn't expect that he yelled, and none of the Qian Guizong disciples lurking around appeared.
He hesitated in his heart. Is it because I feel wrong?
However, the unique atmosphere of these thousands of ghost ghost disciples, he has felt for decades, how can he go wrong?
He immediately saw a faint smile on Ning Wufeng's face, and the cold was behind him.
"My helpers, come out quickly, and let your brother Guiyan see who you are listening to." Ning Wufeng said quietly.
Whizzing……
Suddenly a phantom of Taoism emerged from behind him, and all the ghost ghost disciples who were hiding around appeared.
Gui Yan's face was a joy first, shouting: "Great, brothers help me ..."
The words didn't end, and the disciples around Qianguizong actually shot at him!
Attack on him!
How could this be!
Gui Yan's face was incredibly angry, and he roared in horror. His original attack on Xiang Ning's windlessness swept all around instantly. Ghostly wind roars constantly. However, Qian Guizong's disciples joined forces to attack even more powerfully.
With a loud bang, Gui Yan spit against the blood, flew out of shape, planted one on the ground, and flesh and blood on his face were blurred.
"Crazy, crazy." Gui Yan growled with a look of shame, "You guys dare to shoot at me!"
"Two masters, follow me to kill rebellion!"
The word Guiyan identified the Qianguizong disciples who shot at him as rebellious.
However, the next moment, he suddenly noticed that the two ghosts named Guijia and Guiyi, whom he thought to rely on, actually shot at him!
"What do you want?" Guiyan roared. He felt that he must be dreaming. Why did all the disciples of Qianguizong not deal with outsiders, and instead deal with him as his "owner"?
"I think you are strange." Gui Jia snorted coldly, yelling loudly.
They are now slaves of Ning Wufeng, only Guiyan is not, so Guiyan is naturally alien.
Guiyan's face changed greatly and he exclaimed, "Two masters, I would like to share the Lingquan with you. Don't you see my sincerity?"
He now feels that he has betrayed his relatives, and no one wants to help him!
"Share Lingquan, I'm afraid you can't be the master yet." Guiyi roared, and the disciples of Qianguizong will report, so he hates Guiyan sacrificing himself and running away alone.
For a while, dozens of disciples of Qianguizong shot on Guiyan at the same time. Even though Guiyan was known as Tianjiao, he was still hard to beat with his fists and was still caught.
"Haha, humming ghost, can't think of it." Ning Wufeng smiled lightly on his face.
Suddenly, all I heard was a screaming roar, and the surrounding spiritual power was instantly dissipated.
"Well, boy, I don't care what kind of conspiracy you have used to control my brothers and others, but I will never let you succeed."
An immense momentum erupted from the body of Gui Yan, and instantly flew out the thousands of disciples around him.
The breath of the false kingdom!
This is the last move left by Qian Guizong's ancestors to Gui Yan.