Qin Feng's cultivation is only at the peak of the early stage of the Infant Transformation, but his spiritual consciousness cultivation has reached the realm of soul, breaking through the peak of God Transformation, and reaching the top of the throne. Therefore, under the final temptation, Uncle Yun and the other two guessed that this storage bag should be the old monster who won the throne. As the throne cultivator, it is impossible for him to sense that someone was rushing to his spiritual consciousness imprint. If it appears, he would definitely come as soon as possible!

But after so long, no one came. The three of them had already guessed that the cultivator must have had an accident. As long as they wiped out the imprint of spiritual consciousness in a short time, everything in the storage bag would belong to them!

At this moment, Qin Feng's entry was too abrupt for the three of them. Suddenly, the one who turned back first was the Lu Shuiming.?[?([

"Who are you?"

There was a gloomy light flashing in his eyes. Qin Feng didn't feel any trace of entering. He only felt it when he stepped into the room and opened the door. With his cultivation level of the Infant Transformation Realm, his expression was gloomy, but he just asked. He could enter without his own awareness. Although this person seemed to be only at the peak of Infant Transformation Realm, at least it was special!

"Who am I? Haha...I am here to open the storage bags for you!"

Qin Feng looked at the Lu Shuiming with cold eyes. When the sharpness flashed in his eyes, he took a step forward the next moment. His steps were very abrupt. He was not far from the three of them when he stepped in, but at this step, his figure disappeared immediately.

At the same time, Uncle Yun and Uncle Fang had already noticed it when Qin Feng stepped into the room, and also heard Qin Feng's words, and were about to finish work. When the spiritual consciousness was withdrawn, it was slightly slower than the Lu Shuiming's rise.

Just as the two of them turned around, Qin Feng's figure had disappeared. When Uncle Yun turned around, he turned around and naturally waved his right hand to put away the storage bag. However... the next moment, when he turned around and looked at the door, he did not see anyone. After his right hand waved, his face suddenly changed. He sensed that he had not received anything, and the storage bag... was gone!

Suddenly, Uncle Yun suddenly turned around and looked at the storage bag just now!

There... is empty!

On the other side of the room, Qin Feng's figure flashed out, with a smile on his lips, and slowly held a storage bag in his right hand. With his slow movement, he slowly turned the storage bag back to his waist!

"Who are you...you..."

Uncle Yun's expression was gloomy and he was about to scold him, but when he saw Qin Feng's smile-like expression and the movement of his waist as if he was natural to stop his things from his waist, the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his words became slow in an instant.

But after Qin Feng turned the storage bag back to his waist, he gently patted it and immediately took out something.

"There are...Flying Swords...Well, wine, um...and crystals...Where do you want?"

Accompanied by Qin Feng's relaxed words, Uncle Yun, Uncle Fang and Lu Shuiming's expression gradually became dull.

Those who can take out things directly from the storage bag, except for the storage bag that has no branded spiritual consciousness, can anyone take out the storage bag, and the storage bag that has branded spiritual consciousness is only... the master of the storage bag!

"You...you are the lord of storage bags!"

Uncle Yun spoke first, his expression was solemn, his tone was questionable... and a hint of temptation. After all, the person in front of him looked too young, and... his cultivation was only at the peak of infant transformation!

"Ha...what do you think? Since the things have been retrieved, I won't punish you anymore, but... there must be compensation!"

Qin Feng chuckled, his eyes flashed.

There were two god-transforming cultivators in front of him, one in the middle stage and the other in the peak realm. Among them, the one with a little difficulty for Qin Feng was the peak of the god-transforming cultivator who had won the title in half. Therefore, Qin Feng's chuckled and his eyes swept across the four people, and finally landed on the belt of Lu Shuiming. There... there was also a very exquisite storage bag hanging!

"How about treating someone's body with his own way?"

Qin Feng chuckled and looked at Lu Shuiming. With that smile, Qin Feng took another step.

When Qin Feng's eyes fell on his storage bag, Xu Shuiming's expression suddenly changed. He knew in his heart that this monk who seemed to have only the peak level of infant transformation was the owner of the store bag with the branded storage bag. He was in horror. When Xu Shuiming was about to react, he felt that his waist was empty and the storage bag had disappeared!

Qin Feng's figure appeared in front of the door of the room again, turned slightly, held the Lu Shuiming's storage bag in his right hand, and weighed it gently with a smile. In his smile, there was a hint of cold murderous intent as the words fell!

"This is compensation!"

"Rareless! How can you take the storage bag of my eldest son of the Lushui clan?"

Uncle Yun was the one who saw everything in his eyes. He saw Qin Feng take Lu Shuiming's storage bag, but he only saw a phantom, and his cultivation could not completely stop it. When Qin Feng turned around and was about to step out of the house, he shouted loudly, and his whole body shook and headed towards Qin Feng.

The room was not big at first, but in a flash, it appeared in front of the door in almost a blink of an eye, trying to stop Qin Feng who was about to step forward.

Uncle Yun suddenly stretched out his right hand, in a grab shape, and grabbed Qin Feng. His right hand seemed to transform into a phantom, and his fierce momentum left!

"Oh……"

Qin Feng chuckled again. He had fought with the cultivator of the top of the gods. Although he used the magic seal and used the blood power of thousands of demon cultivators at that time, at this moment, at this peak of the god transformation, he... was not a cultivator!

The difference between the transformation of God and the Envy of the Grand Prix. In Qin Feng's hands, who had experienced the power of the Envy of the Grand Prix, he understood what the difference was. Therefore, at this moment, while chuckling, Qin Feng's expression showed contempt, and the same right hand suddenly poked out. While poking it out, the entire right arm was strangely black ink, and instantly bombarded with the captured Uncle Yun!

Bang...

With a dull sound, Qin Feng slowly stepped down, but Uncle Yun suddenly took two steps back in the dull sound, just in time to open the door.

"I've given up!"

As soon as the corner of his mouth curled up, Qin Feng walked out of the house again in a smile, and then took another step, his figure disappeared into Uncle Yun's solemn gaze.

"Yun...Uncle Yun...He, did he repel you?"

"Brother...this..."

Xu Shuiming and Uncle Fang saw all this. Although they couldn't see the movements clearly, they looked at Uncle Yun blocking the man. Then, with a muffled groan, the man took a step, but Uncle Yun took two steps back!

This gap that can be distinguished by the naked eye makes the two of them speechless in shock!

"This person's cultivation and combat power cannot be judged by the surface. I don't know which old monster's disciple is!"

Uncle Yun looked at the direction where Qin Feng left with a gloomy expression, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the clouds that had been lingering around him slowly churned at this moment. However, Lu Shuiming, who knew about it, knew that Uncle Yun was already angry!

Uncle Yun slowly turned around and glanced at Lu Shuiming: "This person investigated secretly. I have left a spiritual mark on him. He... can't escape! The attack just now did not look like his cultivation level, but more like he was using some power!"

Uncle Yun left his words, and with a step forward, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot with a swell of clouds and mist. He was sure in his heart that the person who took away the Lushuiming storage bag was not because he had achieved his cultivation level, but through some means, he reached the power of being able to fight against the peak of his God Transformation. Similarly, he also had some control over this power of fighting over the level, but he knew that it was not deliberately used for a long time. The huge power was accompanied by a huge load!

After Uncle Yun left, only Uncle Fang was left in the room. Lu Shuiming looked at the place where Qin Feng disappeared with a gloomy expression. The resentment flashed in his eyes. Similarly, he could feel the location of his storage bag.

"hiss……"

Suddenly, Xu Shuiming suddenly felt a stinging pain in his mind, and then he suddenly raised his head and couldn't help but sneer in his eyes. The stinging pain just now, he clearly felt that the mark of his storage bag was being erased, but... he sensed the location of his storage bag again!

...

At this time, Qin Feng was appearing on the street. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes fell on the storage bag in his hand. With a light slap, a sharp sword suddenly appeared in his hand. Then, after attracting a series of gazes around, Qin Feng immediately took them back!

The storage bag in Qin Feng's hand was taken off from Lu Shuiming just now!

Qin Feng's spiritual consciousness had reached the realm of soul. With his spiritual consciousness, he wrapped the imprint belonging to Lu Shuiming at the moment of erasing the imprint of the spiritual consciousness, so that it could not be dissipated, causing Lu Shuiming to still be able to sense his own position.

After doing this, Qin Feng's figure disappeared on the street in a flash.

The sky gradually darkened, and the night and here are coming as usual!

Jiuli City under the dark night is more prosperous than during the day. The bright lights make the entire Jiuli City feel like it is shrouded in a starry sky. There is a huge crystal for light on the city gate, emitting milky white light, making the city gate still look like daytime.

Qin Feng walked on the streets of Jiulicheng under the night, smiling in his eyes and looking at a restaurant beside him!

"Xiaoxiang Tower!"

When he saw this name, Qin Feng's expression couldn't help but pause, and a look of memory appeared in his eyes. Then he gently pursed his lips, then took a step forward and walked towards the restaurant.

When he reached the door, a charming woman suddenly came up.
Chapter completed!