Outside the Jia Ma Holy City, a white-robed Ling Feng and a purple-robed old man were currently hurrying on their way.
Ling Feng raised his head and looked up. In the azure blue sky and the pure white clouds, there seemed to be an alluring lady in green clothes smiling at him in the distance!
Clenching his fists, he took a light breath and said to the old man beside him,"Elder Xian, has the Spiritual Race's killing order been revoked?”
The old man paused and replied in an old voice,""Yes, young master, but..."
Ling Feng waved his hand and interrupted,"I know what you want to say. You have also seen it. Perhaps we can mobilize even more experts. However, you have also seen that mysterious ability of Xiao Yan. Who can stop him?"”
The old man didn't say anything. He just followed the spirit wind and quickly rushed forward. The surrounding transparent space passed by one after another.
Ling Feng bit his lips and continued,"Old Xian, inform the clan to send a message to the Hall of Souls!”
The old man was stunned, as if he didn't understand. Ling Feng explained,"Tell the Hall of Souls that the portion of the Xiao clan's key is in Xiao Yan's hands. Moreover, Yao Chen is also with Xiao Yan. It is likely that the Hall of Souls will be very interested.”
This was Ling Feng's plan. Ling Feng was also roughly aware of Xiao Yan's current situation. It was very likely that he was being controlled by something.
Last time, Xiao Yan in his black mud state was able to easily beat him half to death in his secret technique state.
This time around, it was clear that Xiao Yan's own strength was not a Da Dou Shi. That was why Ling Feng was able to heavily injure him in one move.
According to Ling Feng's guess, there was a period of time when Xiao Yan was clear-headed and could control his body. The rest of the time, he was in a black mud state!
However, the black mud clearly had the ability to protect its owner. Once Xiao Yan's life was threatened, it would automatically protect him.
Therefore, even if Xiao Yan was in an autonomous state, he could still safely flee even if his strength was extremely weak!
It was truly too troublesome. Ling Feng felt that handing this kind of troublesome high-level goods to the Hall of Souls, which was neither human nor ghost, was the best choice!
Perhaps the group from the Hall of Souls would be able to think of some wonderful idea to finish off Xiao Yan in an instant. What a blissful thing that would be!
The old man at the side also understood Ling Feng's meaning. He lowered his head and replied,"Yes, Young Master!"
When Ling Feng saw this, he was fortunate that he was the young master of the Spiritual Race. Otherwise, how could he interact with the Hall of Souls so easily?
Those fellows from the Hall of Souls, who did not place anyone in their eyes other than the Gu clan, were truly overbearing.
During these few days, other than encountering something that was not Xiao Yan, Ling Feng's luck was considered pretty good.
During the Alchemist Grand Meeting, after opening his heart, his soul force actually began to soar, stepping into the middle grade of Tier 7. Seventeen and a half years old, a Tier 7 Alchemist!
The soaring Dou Qi had also stabilized and had already begun to slowly grow. The Dou Zong class was just around the corner!
"Who is it?"
Ling Feng stopped and his soul power turned into a strand of light that collided with another space. A black figure fell out.
Ling Feng observed the black figure and frowned. He said in surprise,"Old Ling?"
The black clothed old man below him was Ling Ying, Xun Er's guard since she was young. However, how did he inexplicably arrive at the vicinity of Jia Ma City?
Old Ling, who had fallen out, straightened his body and looked at Ling Feng in disbelief,"With Young Master Lingfeng's cultivation, you can actually find me so easily?”
Ling Feng felt a wave of contempt in his heart. Ling Ying, this old man, was most proud of his own concealment technique. He was only a high level Dou Huang. It would be strange if he was unable to discover him!
Although he despised her, he still said politely,"Old Ling, why are you here?”
Patting his body, Old Ling stroked his beard and said,""Young Master Lingfeng has gone missing, and Young Lady is naturally anxious. She sent this old man to try my luck in Jia Ma.”
So it was like this. The news of him 'escaping' from the Hall of Souls was actually sealed within the clan. Xun Er did not even receive the news.
He even sent Ling Ying, this old geezer, to look for him. What was even more exaggerated was that this old geezer really found him. One had to say that luck and coincidence were things that could not be understood.
Ling Feng sorted out his thoughts and continued,"Since Old Ling knows that I'm safe, let's go back and report to Xun Er!”
Old Ling's expression turned serious as he replied," This should be the case!”
Finished talking, in a few flashes, he left before Ling Feng and the other two.
Ling Feng watched as the figure disappeared into the distance. Only then did he turn to the silent old man beside him and say,"Elder Xian, didn't you notice him just now?”
The old man smiled and said casually,"Of course."”
"Why didn't you report to me when you found the whereabouts?" Ling Feng asked.”
This was also what Ling Feng found strange. If he could sense Ling Ying, there was no reason for the old man beside him to not notice!
Could it be that this old man was a fake Dou Zun? Someone sent by the clan to fool people?
The old man casually replied,"It's just a Dou Huang. There's nothing to fear!"”
Ling Feng was speechless. He only looked down on Dou Huang. He did not expect that the person beside him was even more ferocious, directly treating Dou Huang as air!
If that old man Ling Ying knew that this old fellow beside him did not put him in his eyes at all, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood.
His mind turned. Old man, you're so powerful? He even let Xiao Yan, a little fellow who had not even reached Da Dou Shi, escape. It was too embarrassing.
No wonder that old man Ling Ying didn't say anything when he discovered him. It turned out that he was a fake. He was probably casually sent by the clan.
As he thought about it, Ling Feng looked at the old man with a strange expression. Should he help him spread the news in the clan?
? This old man's status in the clan wasn't low. If word got out and he was played like this, he probably wouldn't be able to survive in the Spiritual Race anymore.
In a small valley near Canaan, a hurricane seemed to have appeared. The surrounding Dou Qi formed a huge white vortex above the valley. The vortex rotated rapidly, and the pulling force produced by the rotation uprooted many flowers and plants in the valley, causing dust to fly everywhere.
The bottom of the vortex twisted into a line. All the Dou Qi was pointed at the closed-eyed man sitting cross-legged on the green stone platform.
Suddenly, the white-robed man's body trembled violently. The Dou Qi vortex above him scattered into countless strands that drilled into the man's body and slowly lifted him off the green stone platform.
When the Dou Qi in the Dou Qi vortex was completely absorbed, the man opened his eyes. His eyes were gold and azure respectively. He shook his body, and a series of crackling sounds could be heard.
Ling Feng smiled. His right foot stepped forward and appeared above the valley in an instant. He swept his gaze over the area below the valley. Was this the strength of a Dou Zong?
It was indeed worthy of being an existence that could initially control space. Walking in the air was something that the Dou Huang class could not compare to!
Behind Ling Feng, a purple-robed elder suddenly appeared. He looked at Ling Feng in the air with shock.
Ling Feng usually wore his Storage Ring and did not reveal his true identity. The old man was probably only around the Dou Huang class. It was still acceptable for him to be a one star Dou Wang who had rushed to the Dou Huang class in close to two years!
It was unexpected that Ling Feng was actually at the peak of the Dou Huang class, one class per year!
This was not the class of a Dou Shi or Da Dou Shi, but a Dou Wang or Dou Huang!
Now, he had even stepped into the Dou Zong class. This kind of speed was really frightening!
The young master was indeed worthy of being the top genius of the Gu clan. When had a Dou Zong who was not even eighteen years old appeared in the Gu clan?
? Perhaps such a young master could really lead the entire Spiritual Race to true prosperity in the future!
Ling Feng and the old man walked on the Yellowstone Avenue. On the way to Jia Nan, Ling Feng spent three months to break through to the Dou Zong class in one go in the valley.
After successfully breaking through, Ling Feng and the old man naturally hastened their journey. Fortunately, Ling Feng and the old man's speed was extremely fast!
The next stop was Peace Town. The Yellowstone Avenue that Ling Feng was on now led to Peace Town.
Ling Feng admired the surrounding scenery. This place was pretty good. The muddy yellow road and the various types of trees by the roadside gave off the feeling of a small town on the border. As he stepped on it, the grayish-yellow crushed stones made a bouncing sound.
Almost all the pedestrians on the road carried quite a bit of the smell of blood. Those who came from the 'Black-Corner Region' were indeed different. However, they had all become well-behaved when they approached Peace Town. It seemed that the Jia Nan Academy's might was quite great!
Ling Feng and Elder Xian walked to the entrance of a small town. There was a horizontal board hanging on it, and the words " Peace Town " were written on it. It was crooked, and Ling Feng had a headache looking at it. He had never been to school, so his handwriting shouldn't be so bad, right?
There was a black tree on the left side of the town's entrance. When the passersby saw this tree, their faces turned pale. Many people were so scared that their bodies trembled and their faces turned white.
Ling Feng felt that it was an exaggeration. The tree was completely black, and the tree crown grew in a disorderly manner. On it hung tattered clothes that were covered in red blood. There were many white skulls that pierced through it. There was also a living corpse that was gurgling with blood that flowed underground and was absorbed by the tree roots.
He chuckled disdainfully. A group of fearless villains with blood on their hands. Was this a joke?
Being frightened by a tree to such an extent. A motley crew. Did the 'Black-Corner Region' produce such scum?
Ling Feng didn't care about these things at all. The laws of the Celestial Empire were too strict, restricting many crimes.
If one was suppressed too much, the more they exploded. Who in the Celestial Empire did not want to kill someone and set fire to them?
After coming here, Ling Feng felt more comfortable. He did as he pleased, but in the end, he met this group of people who disgusted him. In his previous life, what hadn't he seen in China?
A bunch of country bumpkins in Sin City. Even Ling Feng was shy. They were not even as good as the Hall of Souls. They could even accept it by pretending to be ghosts every day.
After complaining over and over again, he took a step forward and walked into the town.
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