Fantasy: Get Hundreds Of Millions Of Times Cultivation Talent At The Start

Chapter 280: Down the Mountain!

“It should be enough!”

I saw the old butcher standing above the tree canopy, faintly speaking, a breath suddenly appeared on his body.

As soon as the voice fell, on the edge of Qifeng, a huge stone statue holding a sword suddenly burst into light.

“what!”

Suddenly, countless Practitioners spying on this place screamed screamingly, only to feel that a blade of air slashed down, straight into the soul, and then there was a huge sword hanging high, which would be cut off and beheaded at any time!

At that moment, countless thoughts faded like a tide, but when Han Feng broke through Tianwu, he received a thousand pieces of news about the power of Tianlong, and it didn’t take long for him to spread like wildfire.

Above the sky, the blue is like washing, and there is no cloud. Only one Golden Crow hangs high, bringing warm sunlight, covering the entire Daze Wufu Mansion and covering everything in the world.

In Qimen Peak, between the forest and the sea, lightning strikes deep pits.

After a short while, Han Feng’s breath slowly receded, and then his Spirit Power calmed down, the four elephants behind him disappeared, and the phantom dragon was annihilated.

“Wow!”

Han Feng was also unambiguous. At the moment when the light faded, a piece of clothing came out of Sumeru’s bag, and it was put on the body, and the dress was finished quickly.

“Yes! You can leave with me.”

The butcher looked at Han Feng and nodded in satisfaction. Before Han Feng could react, a force struck and instantly took away Han Feng’s figure.

Two days later, at the foot of Qimen Peak, the old butcher stood there waiting. This time, he was actually wearing a rather decent Taoist robe. It seemed to be somewhat literate, but he carried a huge handle behind his back. His sword again looks like a market butcher.

But two completely different temperaments existed in the butcher’s body at the same time, and there was not the slightest conflict.

“Why is it so slow?”

Suddenly heard footsteps coming from behind, the old butcher said without looking back.

“Clean up, it took a while.”

Han Feng carried the sword on his back, with the sleeping Han Ruyu on his left shoulder, came to the old butcher, and said in a low voice, he had not forgotten that before he left, the old people forced himself a bunch of ‘good things’.

Immediately, Han Feng was taken aback, then looked up at the old butcher again, his star pupils were surprised, his mouth opened, he wanted to say nothing.

“What?” the old butcher asked when seeing this.

“It’s okay, I just think you dressed up a bit… grandly.”

Han Feng shook his head and said.

On weekdays, the old butcher cannot be said to be rough, but he is also considered wild with a beard and rough appearance. Today, he is slightly dressed up and looks a lot more refined.

“I used to be a literati somehow.”

The old butcher saw Han Feng’s surprise, stroked his beard, and said: “Okay, time is almost up, it’s time to go.”

“OK!”

Hearing the sound, Han Feng couldn’t help the excitement in his heart. For a full year, he had never stepped out of this world, and this trip, he will go to the distance to see a wider world.

The two of them left Oze Wufu on foot one after the other.

As the old butcher left, the huge stone statue holding a sword on Qimenfeng Mountain suddenly dimmed, and a powerful and evil aura erupted from under the stone statue.

“Wow!”

Suddenly, around this stone statue, vines spread and grew up in the wind, and then they evolved into an endless giant tree, towering up to the sky.

An old man holding a broom, passing by the stone statue, just swept around, countless runes appeared on the ground, exuding indefinite light.

“This old butcher, just cares about himself, leaving me to wipe his butt!”

The old man broom sighed softly, and immediately looked at the direction where Han Feng and the other two were leaving, and shook his head helplessly, “The baby is gone, the peak is going to be quiet again…”

Han Feng and the old butcher walked between the forest of desperadoes and the wooded trails. They were both not slow. Although they were walking, they could travel thousands of miles a day.

“Do you have a lot of questions.”

On the way, the old butcher looked at Han Feng who was with him and asked.

“Yeah!” Han Feng nodded, without any doubts.

“Ask!” the old butcher said.

“where are we going?”

“Kyushu Dynasty.”

“What are you going to do?”

“Smash the place.”

“……”

“Then Jin Ge White Tiger, where did you snatch it from?”

“They Sacred Land.”

“Master Butcher is not afraid of being hunted down?”

“It was not me who killed it, and it was not me who refined its secret bones. What am I afraid of?”

“…”

Han Feng was helpless, he seemed to have foreseen the catastrophe on his way…