The dog path is immortal, it is not too late to practice immortality from a hundred years old

Zhang Chongyang spent several hours carving out a cave on a stone wall in the Demon Stream, which was used to impact the foundation.

"The spiritual power in this place is actually quite strong, but the black qi mixed in it is like poison to the monk, fortunately, my Tai Chi Kendo can restrain these black qi, otherwise this place will not be able to stay at all.

"And it seems that these black qi are overflowing from the depths of the Demon Stream, wait, Demon Stream, could it be that there are some monsters sealed in this place?"

It seemed that the closer he got to the truth, the more worried Zhang Chongyang's heart became.

But at the same time, because he has Tai Chi sword intent, he is not afraid of the black qi here...... No, it should be called demonic energy, but this place provides him with a temporary safe shelter.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chongyang felt a lot more relieved.

Whew~

He closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath to calm down the tense mood that had been tense all the way out of the black market.

The battle with Pan Feng flashed in my mind.

The real battle between the two ended in less than three breaths, honestly, a little fast, without the pull he expected, so fast that it didn't feel real for him to recall now.

But 'fast' does not mean that there is no risk in this battle, if Pan Feng did not underestimate Zhang Chongyang, relying on the speed of his foundation, it would definitely not be so easy for Zhang Chongyang to kill him.

In addition, this battle also tested that Zhang Chongyang's Tai Chi Kendo was more terrifying than he imagined, and the gap between qi refining and foundation building was as fragile as a window paper in front of him.

He somewhat believed the description of the elder of the Xiao family to the senior of Jiang Daoyi in his notes.

Laying the foundation before building the foundation, the so-called cross-level battle is really as simple as eating and drinking.

Zhang Chongyang reopened his eyes and concluded: "Can't float, at least that Pan Feng also brought me danger just now, indicating that if I am careless, I may also be planted in his hands." Putting

away his thoughts, he rechecked the condition of his body, this time he looked more carefully, and finally found that there was an extra mark on his soul.

The mark itself was not a threat to him, but mainly exposed his position.

Because it involves the soul, Zhang Chongyang, who was born in a casual cultivation, is really a little helpless.

He wanted to solve it through Tai Chi Kendo, but found that it was easy to be injured by mistake, so he could only deal with it slowly, at this rate, it would take four or five days to say the least.

"The soul is my shortcoming, and I have to find an opportunity to make up for it in the future, otherwise I will definitely suffer a big loss in the future. He

hadn't paid attention to it before, but today he started the Tao, and he should be reminded in his heart.

The current Zhang Chongyang definitely didn't have time to spend four or five days dealing with this mark, but fortunately, the demonic qi here should be able to isolate the people of the Ghost Hidden Sect from the Ghost Stream.

Of course, he wasn't sure if the Ghost Hidden Sect would send someone who had comprehended his own Dao like him in, or if there was any way to suppress the demonic qi here.

He admits that he has an element of gambling, because even if he solves the soul mark first, in four or five days, he will still come.

The key is that he really can't suppress the opportunity to break through now.

Well, there is still time to take stock of Pan Feng's legacy.

Soon, Zhang Chongyang finished the inventory, Pan Feng's legacy includes:

a second-order lower-grade evil sword, a first-order high-grade, but broken flying sword, a storage bag in the five-party space and the ten-square space, 5 high-grade spirit stones, 67 middle-grade spirit stones, 345 lower-grade spirit stones, 2 Zhuji Dan, and the Yuanqi Decisive Foundation Building Exercises...... Primary puppetry.

"Damn, that's a quick way to get money. "

......

At the same time, the auction venue of the black market has completely turned into a purgatory.

The scattered cultivators are all dead, and Goldman Sachs still has its last breath left.

He looked at Mo Xinqiu, who was standing in front of him with a sword in his abdomen, and then looked at Wang Xiu, who was recuperating cross-legged in the distance, smiled and died with hatred.

After Mo Xinqiu was sure that Gao Sachs was completely dead, he didn't deal with his injuries first, but looked at Wang Xiu and said, "Elder Wang, are you okay?"

After a while, Wang Xiu opened his eyes, his face was a little pale, obviously even with his cultivation of the sixth layer of the foundation, it would be quite difficult for him to solve the hundreds of scattered cultivators here alone.

"Why didn't Pan Feng come back after chasing that sword cultivator? Mo Xinqiu scolded and scolded.

"Don't underestimate that sword cultivator, his sword can pierce a hole in the ghost snake array I have planted, even if there is trick and luck, it is enough to threaten Pan Feng. Wang Xiu said.

"Even if he exerts all his strength and can exert the power of building a layer of foundation, can he still recruit such a trick? In the old man's opinion, this Pan Feng is really a waste, I think it is better to die, so as not to come back and share the resources.

Wang Xiu didn't answer again, and began to collect resources here with Mo Xinqiu.

"Elder Wang, you have a fancy for these corpses, if not, then it will be cheaper for my ghost flag. "

The old man wants the corpse of Goldman Sachs. "

“...... Good. "Although Mo Xinqiu is also coveted for a corpse that builds a foundation, it is not easy for him to take all the benefits.

Because Pan Feng hadn't come back yet, the two were not in a hurry to divide the account, at this time Wang Xiu withdrew from the ghost array, and saw that Mo Xinqiu began to cultivate his ghost banner with the blood and corpses in this place, and he was not interested in watching from the sidelines, but he still planned to go and see what was going on with Pan Feng.

"Even the portal was destroyed...... but

this didn't bother Wang Xiu at all, after all, he was the first formation master of the Ghost Hidden Sect, and he ate this bowl of rice.

Without breathing, Wang Xiu came out of a new portal, looked at the array disk that was destroyed by Zhang Chongyang's sword a hundred meters away, seemed to sense something, and suddenly looked up in one direction, frowning.

The next moment, his body disappeared from the spot, and a thousand feet away, an afterimage just appeared and shattered.

Using the Escape Technique to rush away, it can only be said that Wang Xiuneng can be called the first formation grandmaster of the Ghost Hidden Sect, and it is not groundless.

Soon, Wang Xiu came to the place where Pan Feng was killed, although Pan Feng's body had been turned into powder by Zhang Chongyang, and his soul had also been disposed of, but Wang Xiu could still see at a glance that Pan Feng had died here.

"Did you practice the method of hiding? Wang Xiu obviously didn't think that a true Qi Refining Cultivator could kill Pan Feng, that person must have hidden his cultivation, but even he didn't see it.

Immediately, he looked up in the direction of the Demon Stream, and felt that Pan Feng had left a soul mark on that person before he died.

"Hehe, do you want to escape into the Demon Stream and wait for the time limit of the soul mark to pass? It seems that this person still doesn't know the terrifying demonic energy in the Demon Stream.

Wang Xiu was going to wait outside the Demon Stream, he believed that the man would not last more than half a day, and he would definitely come out on his own.

Not long after, Mo Xinqiu also followed the breath in the air to Pan Feng's burial place, he was surprised: "This waste is really planted?!"

Then, he seemed to be aware of it, looked up in the direction of the ghost stream, and sneered: "Hmph, kill yourself." "