As for why Xu Feng dared to state his purpose to the old man, he naturally had his own reasons.

This man did not give in so that his disciple could withstand the pressure of the most powerful force in the world - the Shenzong Blood Sea Pavilion.

It can even be said that it was because of his disciple that he ended up like this.

Revenge is the only thing he wants to do for the rest of his life.

But he couldn't do it because he didn't know who the enemy was.

Now, Xu Feng is here.

Revenge can naturally be avenged.

He could only think like this, believing that Xu Feng was his only choice.

Xu Feng knew this well, so this person would not expose his identity.

For some people, you can tell who they are just by looking at them.

After looking at the objects on the table, Xu Feng felt relieved.

In the weapon refining process, the levels are divided into red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple.

The thing in front of me was once famous among the weapon refiners in the Xuan Realm because of its mere quality of a green-level spiritual treasure.

This gauze-like mask was the second purpose of his trip.

Xu Feng didn't take it for nothing, but left two million yuan stones and a clue.

Although these Yuan Stones are far inferior to this spiritual treasure, the remaining Yuan Stones he has are of great use and can no longer be consumed.

And this clue may be more important to the old man than millions of yuan stones.

After getting the clues given by Xu Feng, the old man's old face became even more aged and tired.

He has no worries in this life.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

It was so long that he almost forgot why he ended up in such a situation.

His memory is fading and his time is running out.

For a long time, I waited for Xu Feng to leave.

The old man stood up slowly, carefully put away all the magic weapons on the ground, and closed the shop.

He glanced at the "Tongbaozhai" written by the three good disciples on the sign with nostalgia, and gently touched it with his rough hands for a long time before slowly walking towards the outside of the city.

"You were the elder of the outer sect of the Blood Sea Pavilion back then? Now you are the elder of the inner sect. The elder of the inner sect of the Shen Sect. Let me go and kill him!"

After leaving Tongbaozhai, Xu Feng slowly walked to an uninhabited alley in Luoxia City.

"Thousands of changes." He said softly.

After feeling a chill on his face, Xu Feng's entire appearance, including his temperament and cultivation, all changed.

In just three steps, he straightened up and turned into a tall, indifferent middle-aged man.

And his cultivation gradually dropped to the Yuanjing stage.

Of course, all this is fake, just to deceive others.

His stature was caused by his secret art of bone replacement. Now that he has cultivated the power of blood, he is more proficient in controlling his body and can use this secret art more skillfully.

As for appearance, cultivation and aura, they are the result of thousands of changes.

This is the true purpose of the ever-changing magic, illusion.

As for this change, even Dao Blood Realm monks cannot see through it. As for the higher Dao Bone Dao Soul, even Xu Feng does not know.

Not only him, but even the old man didn't know, because he had never used this thing in front of the Daogu monk.

But even so, it is still famous as a green-level magic weapon.

It can be seen that it is indeed extraordinary.

This thing is Xu Feng's second guarantee besides the secret technique of transfiguration and bone-changing.

After his body stabilized, Xu Feng slowly walked towards a gathering point in the city where the team was about to go to Luozhou Lanyan City to escort a group of criminals.

His current appearance is called Yan Kai, a tenth-level Yuanjing monk, and one of the escorts of this team.

An hour ago, when this person was going to the meeting point, he was told that a certain enemy from the past had come to find him, and the monk hurriedly left the city.

Xu Feng didn't care how the Li family did it, he just needed such an opportunity to get close to that person.

"Yan Kai! Are you here? Come quickly, I will take you to meet someone."

Hearing the words of a smiling middle-aged monk with a round face across the street, Xu Feng recalled the information given by the Li family and said with a simple smile: "Brother Cheng, don't we need to bring some gifts?"

Half a day later.

The wind is blowing and dark clouds are gathering.

Boom - boom boom!

A dazzling thunder flashed across the sky and exploded suddenly.

As the roar continued to spread, the heavy rain fell from the sky like rocks and crazily hit the ground, splashing countless water splashes and soil.

This is the rare rain of falling rocks in the Xuan Realm, metaphorically speaking, the rain is like falling rocks.

In fact, it is caused by the energy of heaven and earth contained in the rain.

Whenever it rains rocks and rocks, the monks often find a place to take shelter for a while.

Because this rain will never last long, and the incense will dissipate in half the time.

"Bang!"

But at this moment, a heavy step suddenly stepped on the puddle, splashing a large amount of muddy water, and then continued to move forward without stopping.

The owner of those footsteps did not stop at all, but ran forward frantically while panting heavily. Even though his whole body was cold from the rain and steam was evaporating, he had no intention of slowing down.

It can often leap tens of meters in one step, as fast as lightning.

"Huchi - Huchi -"

Breathing sounds like broken bellows kept coming from his chest. It was obvious that his chest and lungs had been severely damaged, but he didn't care.

Because he is running for his life.

Crazy escape.

His speed is far faster than the Yuanjing monks, and is not even a little slower than the monks at the peak of Poying.

But he was clearly at the tenth level of Poying, but instead of flying in the air, he ran forward.

All because of the huge wound on his back.

The wound was as long as the forearm. Although the bleeding seemed to have been stopped, it seemed to have been injured by some special elemental force. Light gray smoke was lingering around the wound.

And the smoke seemed to be gradually eroding his body.

His face was gloomy and desperate, and he kept roaring: "Crazy, really crazy! Who wants to kill me! He actually used an extremely vicious formation like the Nine Ghosts Jueyin Formation! Then Yan Kai must be dead!"

That’s why you were impersonated, damn it!”

"Fortunately, my master passed me the protective talisman and I escaped with my life, but who is it?! Who is trying to kill me!! Who dares to kill people from the Xuanmeng!!"

"Madman! Absolutely a madman!"

He kept roaring, but ran forward with all his strength.

This place is still three thousand miles away from Zixia City.

As long as he passes these three thousand miles and enters the territory of Zixia City, he will be under the protection of his master. Who dares to kill him then!

He, Shangguan Qingyu, is the close disciple of Zixia City Xuan Alliance Supervisor Ye Wusheng!

He is a master of the fifth level of Yun Shen!

"Nine ghosts must be yin! This ghost energy can't be eliminated, it's really a ghost!"

Feeling that the energy in his body was gradually being eroded and exhausted, he felt a little desperate.

It's really pitiful that a dignified master of Yun Shen could be hunted down in such a panic that his cultivation even dropped to the infant-breaking stage in order to escape for his life.

Now even a person at the tenth level of Yuanjing can kill himself!

He really couldn't understand. He had just returned from the devil's side and followed his master to Zixia City to practice. How could anyone dare to kill him? Want to kill him?

not good!

Shangguan Qingyu, whose heartbeat was racing, suddenly felt the energy in his body move and punched forward suddenly.
Chapter completed!