There was news that Jiang Feng appeared in Jilongling. Because of the sect pursuit order of Changle Sect, many monks fell into madness for a while.

Some monks were searching for Jiang Feng's traces, but they didn't know that the real Jiang Feng passed by them, but no one knew each other.

"Leng Fei?" Jiang Feng smiled.

It was obvious that Leng Fei attracted all the attention. The result of his crazy hatred was that Jiang Feng's every move was completely ignored.

This can be regarded as Leng Fei's only contribution.

Jiang Feng was moving forward, and the news of the dragon treasure became increasingly circulated. Various clues were connected by many monks, and finally pointed in one direction.

There, deep into the hinterland west of Jilongling, there have always been no people. Even if many monks choose to try in Jilongling, few people will enter it.

Today is different from the past. In addition to some monks, in search of Jiang Feng, more monks are rushing there at the fastest speed.

Jiang Feng did not sacrifice his sword to move forward. In that case, the target was too big, but the speed was still not slow, leaving behind shadows, and arrived after several hours.

This is a cliff, where the cliff is broken, extremely flat, as if it was cut off by a weapon that once had the most powerful ability.

The terrain of the cliff is quite high. If you look at it from here, you can see the mountains, stretching continuously and moving like a dragon.

In the legend, a giant dragon corpse was buried in the Jilongling Mausoleum. Here, people almost involuntarily believe the authenticity of the legend.

Below the cliff, there was a deep ravine, with clouds and mists lingering inside, and it was invisible at a glance, and you could clearly hear the wind inside, like a knife, whistling and roaring.

The sound of "rumbling" seemed like an explosion. The ground was shaking, as if it was a strong earthquake, which moved some monks on the cliff.

Jiang Feng raised his eyes and swept across the board and saw Yuan Yingjie.

Yuan Yingjie stood proudly. No one dared to approach him within a range of more than ten feet. Therefore, he looked extremely conspicuous and quite unique.

In addition, Jiang Feng also felt several extremely powerful auras, several of whom were all half-step cultivators who transformed into gods, which was comparable to Master Gu.

These are the top disciples of some sects who are trying in the Jilongling Mausoleum. Because of the treasure of the giant dragon, they all came out and gathered together.

There are as many as a hundred cultivators who have appeared, and more cultivators are constantly rushing over. Among so many cultivators, Jiang Feng’s early stage cultivation level is inconspicuous.

"There is a powerful aura inside this deep ravine." Someone said, and after observation, he realized the mystery.

In the deep ravine, the explosion sounded like thunder and the strong wind like a knife. I am afraid that even the Nascent Soul monks could easily crush and tear them apart.

Before Jiang Feng came, a monk ventured into the room, but was instantly cleaved into pieces of flesh and blood, and his corpse was gone, which shocked countless monks.

The existence of aura means that it is not formed by nature, but that there is a strong existence. A powerful formation is arranged in this deep ravine.

The formation accumulates the aura of the world, and over the years, it forms a terrifying killing aura.

"There must be the treasure of the dragon at the bottom of this deep ravine." Someone said in a confident tone, and then explained that the aura here is so mysterious, and it is very likely that it was left by the ancient dragon to protect the treasure.

This statement is heart-warming, and after careful consideration, it is not unreasonable.

"How can I get in?" someone said in confusion.

Someone tried it, and just above the deep ravine, he touched the aura. Then, the attack descended and there was nowhere to hide.

Under such circumstances, even if there is a treasure of a giant dragon at the bottom of the deep ravine, it is still difficult to penetrate deeper and may be risked by life.

"Brother Dao, with your mere initial stage of Nascent Soul, you are also coveting the treasure of the giant dragon. It's too much and overestimating your ability." Suddenly, a middle-aged monk said to Jiang Feng, with his words of contempt.

Frowning, Jiang Feng looked at the man in surprise. He did not do anything. So, this man said such words purely just an act of attacking him?

"The treasure of the dragon is a masterless thing, and everyone has a chance." Jiang Feng said lightly.

"Haha--" the middle-aged monk laughed and said, "Brother Dao, your words are certainly correct, but they are too naive and taken for granted. I would like to advise you that it is best to leave quickly, otherwise you will become cannon fodder."

"You, you still have you"

Almost as the middle-aged monk finished speaking, Yuan Yingjie, who had been standing silently, suddenly stretched out his hand and called several people one after another.

In the end, the direction his finger pointed at was Jiang Feng.

"Come here for me." After naming, Yuan Yingjie said domineeringly.

There were eight cultivators named in total. Like Jiang Feng, they were all in the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation. They were inexplicably named by Yuan Yingjie. They were all a little confused and confused.

When Yuan Yingjie spoke in a bad tone, he felt a bad premonition in his heart, but no one disobeyed him, and they all bite the bullet and walked towards Yuan Yingjie.

Jiang Feng frowned again. Although he was not sure what Yuan Yingjie intended, it must be nothing good.

But Jiang Feng still walked over, and he didn't want to attract additional attention.

"Wait for eight people, listen to my orders and jump down." After Jiang Feng and the other eight people walked over, Yuan Yingjie ordered without hesitation.

"this"

The faces of the few people changed drastically. Unexpectedly, Yuan Yingjie had such a plan, which was indeed to let them act as cannon fodder.

"I need to further observe the internal aura and waste my time." Yuan Yingjie said impatiently. He was extremely strong and did not give anyone a chance to refuse.

"It's too much, why should we die for no reason?" a monk said angrily.

Then, he was suppressed, and Yuan Yingjie slapped it with a palm and directly penetrated it into the deep ravine.

"No one can refuse me. My words are an order!" Yuan Yingjie said forcibly.

He asked Jiang Feng and others to take the initiative to die. Such a request was not too much. If one disagrees, it would be a killing person. This made the rest of the people creepy, and their faces were ashen, but they were also very angry but did not dare to speak.

"This person is really proud." Jiang Feng thought to himself.

Naturally, he could not take the initiative to die even though he knew he was about to die. In other words, even if Yuan Yingjie was called the strongest person closest to the realm of Transformation of Gods, Jiang Feng did not think that Yuan Ying had such qualifications.

"I will count three times. After three times, if you don't take action, I will kill them one by one." Yuan Yingjie said gloomyly.

He has been observing the aura inside the deep ravine and has discovered something, but it is not concrete. Someone needs to touch the aura inside one after another.

As the middle-aged monk said, a mere monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul dared to covet the treasure of the dragon, and it was simply overestimating his ability. Then, he happened to become his cannon fodder for Yuan Yingjie.

Yuan Yingjie was not worried about the resistance of Jiang Feng and others at all. He could kill him with his palm. Who could do anything to him? Therefore, there was no psychological burden.

"Three Two"

Before Jiang Feng and others could respond, Yuan Yingjie made a quick decision and counted, counting from three to one in one breath.

"call!"

The wind was heard, and some people could not bear the pressure brought by Yuan Yingjie and jumped into the deep ravine.

If you don’t jump, you will die. If you jump down, you may have a glimmer of hope.

The man had such a plan. Unfortunately, luck did not come. He was torn apart and died miserably. He just had time to let out a roar and disappeared.

“Huhu”

There were two more figures, jumping down one after another, frightened by Yuan Yingjie's oppression, and had no choice but to do so.

These two people were torn apart without any suspense. In a flash, three lives fell, and the person killed by Yuan Yingjie was left with only four of them.

The other three looked at each other, their faces full of unwillingness. Finally, with a roar from one person, the three of them rushed towards Yuan Yingjie.

Three people died one after another, without exception, let them realize that jumping into the deep ravine will surely die. Perhaps only by fighting hard can one gain a glimmer of hope.

They thought this way and did it, without hesitation. As soon as they took action, they used the strongest killing move to kill Yuan Yingjie, caught him off guard.

However, the gap between the two sides was too big, and Yuan Yingjie had long expected such a situation to happen. He had no expression on his face and raised his palm to kill him.

"I am worthy of being the strongest person who is closest to the realm of Transformation of God, so powerful." Someone took a breath and said in a daze.

Even among the many monks gathered here, most of them were in the late stage of the Nascent Soul and midst stage of the Nascent Soul, there were still monks who stepped into the realm of transformation of the gods with half of their feet.

But for all of them, the realm of transformation of gods is still out of reach and too far away. If it weren't for the right opportunity, even if it was half a step to transform into the realm of transformation of gods, it would be extremely difficult. It is very likely that it would stop here for the rest of its life.

Yuan Yingjie is known as the strongest man closest to the realm of God Transformation. From this title, it means that his cultivation is far beyond that of an ordinary half-step God Transformation Cultivator.

Facing the monk in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, Yuan Yingjie turned his palm and killed him. It would not be more difficult than slapping an ant to death. This made them amazed and it was a thorough understanding of why Yuan Yingjie had such a title.

That was worthy of his name. Even those half-step monks who transformed into gods were slightly moved and realized that Yuan Yingjie could not be provoked.

"You are the only one, are you jumping down or I will kill you?" Yuan Yingjie stared at Jiang Feng and said jokingly.

Human life is like grass in his eyes.

"I can take back your words, but nothing happened." Jiang Feng said while pondering.

Once he takes action, his identity will inevitably be exposed. This situation makes Jiang Feng feel helpless and purely a disaster.
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