Chapter 289: Yunling Cup

Chapter 289 Yunling Cup
"Hey, who the guy is, I don't seem to have seen it." Many of the inner-age disciples who fell into the illusion of the illusion saw Xu Feng walking toward the illusion, some doubts.
"It seems that only the nine spirits Wang Xiuwei, and dare to enter the magic array, is this not to find death?" A young six-person Lingzong, watching Xu Feng into the magic array, some pity.
They are the six spirits of Lingzong, the existence of the seven-character Lingzong, in this fantasy array, do not know what to do, can go out, not to mention the other side is only a teenager of the nine spirits Wang Fengfeng.
"I don't know how he will die." Someone looked at Xu Feng with pity on his face.
Do not underestimate such a magical array, which contains all kinds of spiritual attacks. If the perseverance is not strong enough, it will surely fall into it.
Oh.
When Xu Feng entered the illusion, his majestic perception was filled.
Of course, he felt the ridicule of the disciples in the Wannian dynasty, and there was a disdainful smile on his face.
"The people who arranged this magical array didn't want to hurt the warrior. They just wanted to stop others from entering it. It was a bit interesting." Xu Feng felt the change of the magic array, and his eyes revealed the bursts of light.
A strong volatility struck towards Xu Feng, a glamorous golden light that wanted to wrap Xu Feng in it.
Other people couldn’t help but say: "This guy is estimated to suffer."
However, just as the golden light fell, Xu Feng’s body disappeared into place and appeared in the depths of the illusion.
"How is this possible, can he actually escape the golden light?" Some people couldn't help but scream. The reason why they were trapped here was because of the shackles of golden light, which made them unable to get out.
However, the boy in front of me is only the nine-pronged king Wang Yifeng, how can it be so easy to avoid the shackles of golden light.
They didn't see it at all, how did Xu Feng do it.
"District illusion, how can it be bound to the lesser." Xu Feng face filled with a confident smile, his past life is not only the strength of the martial arts.
Alchemy is the eight-finished division of Tianhua domain. The entire southern continent can be a master of eight grades at the age of his previous life.
Xu Feng has a deep research on the formation. He used to arrange the array in the past, and when many emperors were besieging the mountains, they did not know how many emperors were killed.
If not, the existence of Ling Bingrong led to the arrangement of his formation being flawed by the enemy, and the formation of the Wanshan Mountain could not be broken in such a short time.
Thinking of this, Xu Feng is also a bit sad inside.
He did not expect to study the formation of the majority of his life, but in the end he was killed by the "Seven Stars" and gathered seven or forty-nine peaks to kill him.
"Who is this kid, a good arrogant tone." Hearing Xu Feng's words, he fell into the illusion of those 10,000-year-old inner disciples, and one could not help but shook his face.
"If he can survive the illusion, it is also a dead end. It must be known that Master Yang Jian has already penetrated into it. It is necessary to kill this child." Someone took the road.
Such a six-character illusion could not bind Xu Feng at all.
He easily passed through the illusion, and a strong spiritual force rushed to the face, letting his whole body pores follow, greedily absorbing the rich spiritual power.
In front of it is a palace that is not very big. Not far from a high platform, there is a silver cup, surrounded by spiritual fluctuations.
Xu Feng's face changed greatly. He finally understood why there was such a strong spiritual power in front of him. The silver cup should be the legendary Yunling Cup.
Yunling Cup is the top force of some southern continents. It costs a lot of money and looks for some top specialized refiners.
Let them help create a kind of eight-pronged spirit treasure, this kind of spiritual treasure has a very anti-sky effect, that is, it can absorb the heaven and earth spirit and essence, and concentrate it into a thousand-year spirit.
As an eight-finisher, Xu Feng has little understanding of the refiner, although he rarely knows how to refine it. Otherwise, he would really think that the silver cup placed in front of him is just an ordinary spiritual treasure.
"who are you?"
Yang Jian's eyes sprayed with anger and killing. He entered the mountain and found that there were many thousand years of spiritual milk inside, and he began to collect it.
You must know that there are at least five hundred drops of the Millennium Milk in it, enough for him to break through to the Emperor, and he must collect it as soon as possible.
He doesn't allow anyone to know that he has so many millennial spirits, otherwise he won't let the inner disciples who follow him fall into a magical array.
Xu Feng slightly frowned, and saw that Yang Jian was collecting the Millennium Milk, but instead of paying attention to the silver cup not far away, the face could not help but show a disdainful smile.
"You are the one who cares less, shut you down." Xu Feng was too lazy to pay attention to each other, he also began to collect the surrounding millennial milk, remove the medicinal bottle from his arms.
Divide a thousand drops of the Millennium Milk into the bottle. These millennial spirits are all treasures of cultivation. Of course, he will not let go.
Yang Jian’s eyes were so big that he was the first to see him in front of him, such a arrogant teenager, especially the other party’s cultivation of Jiu Pinling Wang Yufeng.
"I count three times, you are now letting go of the Millennium Spirit in your hands, maybe I can consider not killing you." Yang Jian's face was gloomy, and he felt that he was ignored by Xu Feng.
"Your young disciples are so self-righteous, I advise you not to provoke me, maybe you still have the opportunity to collect a thousand years of spiritual milk." Xu Feng is too lazy to pay attention to each other, continue to collect the Millennium Spirit, he The speed is very fast.
Just a few breaths of time, he has already harvested more than forty drops of the Millennium Spirit, all of which he received into the storage ring, and did not pay attention to the face of Yang Jiantie.
"Ha ha ha... Since you like to help me collect the Millennium Milk, I will let you collect it first. Anyway, it will be mine." Yang Jiansu stood aside.
In his view, even if Xu Feng collects the Millennium Milk, he will only try to kill each other, and the Millennium Spirit is not going to fall into his hands.
"Ah! Damn, find the Millennium Spirit, you don't even remind your grandmother." Xu Feng's body, a fierce roar.
It was Xu Feng’s fire in the sea. When she was in Xuanfeng’s illusion, she ran to the air of Xu Feng. She just had a little nap. I didn’t expect Xu Feng to start collecting crazy spirits. milk.
Oh...
The fire continually fluttered its wings and began to madly collect the millennial milk scattered in the space. This guy's speed is really fast, even Xu Feng is a bit strange.
"I said the white-haired bird, can you not be so fast, you are so fast, believe it or not, let you roll back to the sea." Xu Feng did not expect this white-haired bird to collect faster than himself.
"you dare?"
The fire slammed his eyes at Xu Feng and continued to collect the Millennium Spirit milk insanely.
Just kidding, as long as there is enough Millennium milk, her progress will be very fast, and one day, she must revenge.
Her upstairs and heaven and earth are unique. Only the fire beast that I am alone is being bullied by a weak and weak boy.
Yang Jian looked at this man as a bird, directly ignoring his constant collection of the Millennium Spirit, and he also became a little impatient, and his body was filled with imposing manner.
"Where is the beast, the millennial spirit in front of me, you dare to grab?" Yang Jian’s voice contains anger. He originally thought of letting Xu Feng help him collect the Millennium Milk.
The temptation of the Millennium is too great, and he looks at the excitement of Xu Feng and the fire shovel, and he is also unable to sit still.
What made him most angry was that the flat-haired animal was so openly robbing him of the millennial milk around his body. This is an insult to him.
Hey!
Yang Jian waved his palm and the spirit flowed above. He wanted to grab the fire and put the other person directly to death, only to solve the anger in his heart.
As everyone knows, Yang Jian is very angry and the fire is even more angry.
Just kidding, she is the only one in the sky, the unique fire beast, and the cheap master of Xu Feng, the white-haired bird, is also understandable.
As the saying goes, the bird is under the dwarf and has to bow.
However, the human being in front of him dared to marry her as a flat-haired animal. This is the biggest insult to her life. Her eyes almost spurted out the flame.
Angry: "You dare to aunt, grandma does not tear your mouth, grandma is not a beast."
Hey!
Yang Jianben thought that his own palm shot out, in front of this palm-sized white-haired bird, will certainly be caught, and the death can not die.
I know that he only left a moment of phantom in front of his eyes. He only felt the burning pain in his cheeks. When he came back, he found that the fire was standing not far away, and he said: "Do not tear you." Mouth, how can a grandmother hate it?"
"Ah! Blood!"
Yang Jian reached out and touched the painful cheeks. The crazy killings broke out in his eyes, and the madness of the whole body continued to surge.
"You dare to hit my face, I want you to die." Yang Jian waved his fists, containing a strong spiritual power, and attacked the fire with a punch and a punch.
"Oh, it’s just like your waste, you want to kill your grandmother..."
"Look, Grandma has left a trace on your face."
"Sorry, the speed of my grandmother is unsolvable, you are still too slow."
Inside the mountain, one person and one beast, you chase me.
In particular, from time to time is accompanied by a scream.
Yang Jian wants to attack the fire, but the speed of the fire is fast, and his attack is lost every time. It is impossible to seize the fire.
Instead, it was fired and constantly used the advantage of speed. A paw and a paw left traces on his face, and blood continued to flow down.
Xu Feng collected more than 600 drops of the Millennium Milk, and when he saw Yang Jian, he almost didn't start to jump.
(End of this chapter)