Peerless Martial Saint starts from signing in

Chapter 78

"System, sign in!"

"Sign in successfully, congratulations to the host for getting [-] cold nine corpse needles!"

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"System, sign in!"

"Sign in successfully, congratulations to the host for obtaining three bottles of Qingling Guidan!"

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For several days, Mu Feng did not leave the ruined area of ​​the temple.

There are a lot of high-grade pills and spirit weapons signed, but they are all auxiliary resources.

None of the aggressive 'Titans' appeared again.

For this, Mu Feng quickly adjusted his mentality after being slightly disappointed.

"Forget it, how can you get a super warrior like the Corpse Demon Ape from time to time?"

"Those ghost pills and ghost needles are also good. They can be kept for Little Heiyan as daily rations."

Thinking of this time, he submerged his mind again and looked at the corner of the system space.

There, a group of black shadows were curled up and sleeping soundly.

Ming Yan, who swallowed up all the spirit liquid in Shichi, did not swell greatly, but solidified and compressed a lot inward.

The current Mingyan is like a soft black cat.

The head is buried in the furry tail, and it makes a circle.

Of course, when it starts fighting, the seemingly harmless civet can instantly turn into a lake of black flames.

Looking at the black cat group, Mu Feng's heart moved slightly.

Immediately, a translucent palm of cultivation gently fell down, caressing the top of Mingyan's head.

"Your original body is the frightening secret-level spiritual treasure 'Hellfire Core', why does it grow more and more like a cat?"

Mu Feng murmured, revealing a trace of inexplicable confusion.

The next moment, Mingyan turned over under his palm, revealing his round black belly.

Mu Feng: "..."

Ruins, other places.

With Cui Ning in charge, the entire temple area formed a powerful deterrent.

Latecomers cannot step in.

The Wang Kunling team was even ordered to leave this place by Cui Ning early in the morning.

First Elder Xu Sheng originally wanted to take this opportunity to get in touch with Mu Feng.

But seeing that the other party was not keen on making friends, he had no choice but to give up for the time being.

As soon as Wang Kunling left, Cui Ning turned his attention to Zhang Kai's team.

He tried to inquire about Mu Feng's identity in the outside world.

Zhang Kai and the other five were not stupid, they replied tremblingly, they said a lot, but they didn't have any useful information.

Cui Ning was annoyed by it, but he didn't dare to attack.

Time soon came to the last few days of the opening of the Valley of the Dead.

Seeing that Mu Feng finally gave the order to set off, Cui Ning let go of his long-stretched heartstrings.

He has to go to Quanshan.

Whether or not to seize the Underworld Liquid Profound Spring is second.

The point is, only with the help of the mysterious power of that place can he get rid of the danger of his natal corpse being manipulated by others.

Speechless all the way.

After driving for half a day, Mu Feng and his party finally set foot on the most core place in this world.

Quanshan!

This is a majestic mountain range densely covered with ancient springs, light gauze and mist, and numerous mountains.

Countless springs and pools are lined up among them, overlooking it in mid-air, just like a fairyland of fairyland.

When Mu Feng arrived with the team, those radiant fountains were almost occupied by monks.

Fierce battles are still erupting around the remaining few Fountains of Ownership.

Sensing the energy fluctuations emanating from those seven-colored spring pools, Zhang Kai and the other five even became a little short of breath.

If their strength allows, they will definitely join the competition immediately.

Standing at the corner of the spring mountain, Mu Feng stimulated his spiritual power, picked up a stream of colorful spring with great interest, and moved it in front of him for a closer look.

"The spring water here actually has a hallucinogenic factor, and the actual energy contained is much smaller than the sensed one."

"Using it as a material for refining special elixirs is still useful, but if it is used for cultivation, it is not satisfactory."

Cui Ning saw Mu Feng staring at the colorful spring water in front of him, and a little disdain flashed deep in his eyes.

"No matter how powerful he is, he will definitely not see the problems of these magic springs."

"It's a pity, if it wasn't for the problem of the dead worm that must be solved, I really don't want to take him into the real Spring Mountain."

"Let him fight for the water of the magic spring right here, if he doesn't practice carelessly in the future, he might go crazy!"

Just thinking in this way, Mu Feng on the side has already said: "Where's your flag that opened the ban?"

Hearing this, Cui Ning's heart jumped suddenly, but he pretended to be very admiring on his face.

"Young Xia's perception is really amazing! I thought about showing off, but I never thought about it. It's just a trick."

This slippery flattery made Mu Feng have to admit that the other party was very experienced in this way.

He looked sideways at Cui Ning, the deep meaning hidden in his eyes made the latter feel a little nervous again.

However, after all, Cui Ning has been in charge of the sect for many years and has a strong adaptability.

Just take out the two pennant streamers from the storage bag.

After telling the art of destruction unreservedly, a bit of embarrassment appeared on his face just right.

"Young man, after entering Spring Mountain, I still need you to condescend for a while. As the elder of the Beast Hall, don't reveal your identity as a casual cultivator."

Hearing this, Mu Feng's expression didn't change at all. He stroked a mark of a ghost's head on the pennant flag, and said calmly, "Oh? Is there a rule in Quanshan that casual cultivators are not allowed to set foot?"

Cui Ning secretly observed the other party's emotional fluctuations, and said in a low voice: "It's not Quanshan, it's the rules set by the Hundred Ghosts and Demons League."

"Scattered cultivators or lesser-known sects can only take [-]% of the share in total, and the Baiguishameng family has always monopolized [-]%!"

After finishing speaking, seeing that Mu Feng still didn't react much, he could only continue to fan the flames.

"Three of them have come from the Guangyuan infantry level this time, and if the other sects unite, they can deal with it."

"It's just that the corpse puppets they refine are extremely powerful, and the only way to seize the Underworld Liquid Profound Spring is by dead objects."

"If you offend them, those corpse puppets have plenty of ways to make our zombies and beast corpses come and go."

Hearing this time, Mu Feng already had a good understanding of the situation inside the spring mountain.

He has full confidence in the competition for the Xuanquan of Nether Liquid.

"Is it only possible to use dead objects? It seems that even the Corpse Demon Ape doesn't have to be used."

"One fire from Little Heiyan is enough."

"As for the corpse puppet of the Hundred Ghosts, or the old fox in front of me, if you want to hit me on the head, I will let you understand what is the real back and forth!"

After admonishing Zhang Kai and the other five, Mu Feng and Cui Ning both destroyed the triangular flag.

With the infusion of a large amount of spiritual power, the imprint of the ghost head on the banner roared like a living thing.

The originally palm-sized banner rose in the face of the wind, and in just a few breaths, it has been greatly unfurled.

There is a stand under the flagpole, just enough for one person to step on it.

From the side, it looks like a simple sailboat.

Mu Feng raised his foot to step on the stand, and while he was doing the tricks, a surge of spirit and soul immediately rushed into the flag along the flagpole.

The flag and banner boat shot out from the ground, like riding the wind and waves, tearing open a space channel, and drilled into it!