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The early morning sun fell on Yuan Longzong, covering Yuan Longzong with a layer of golden light.

Qin Feng came, and he came to Yuan Longzong Mountain alone, showing a terrible general trend.

The eight green hills of Yuanlongzong stand tall, flowing with a faint mist.

The vegetation here is abundant, and the temples and towers are stacked on top of each other, which is countless times more than the gods of the Ziwei Palace. It is worthy of the pure land of the sect.

"Who are you? Why are you good at Yuan Longzong?"

Someone from Yuan Longzong immediately greeted him and asked loudly.

"I want to start a sect in this place, and I will tell you the lord immediately, let him change place, and give me this place."

Qin Feng said with a sneer, his whole body surging with energy, and a white robe danced, looking extremely ethereal and holy.

"Are you... eating the gall of the immortal? Dare to come here to mess around?"

The disciples of Yuan Longzong guarding the mountain gate were all stunned. Their sect had stood for so long in Xifeng City, and it was the first time anyone dared to be so arrogant, even letting them change places!

"boom!"

Qin Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he threw a punch directly.

Suddenly, in front of Yuan Longzong Mountain, a stone stele inscribed with the words Yuan Longzong was shattered and torn apart by Qin Feng.

"This...you are Qin Feng?!"

In front of Yuan Longzong Mountain, everyone took a breath, and some people recognized Qin Feng's figure. Six months ago, Qin Feng had been in Yuan Longzong for two days.

Qin Feng at this moment is very different from that at that time. His fleshy shell is full and crystal clear, his body is slender and strong, and his whole body overflows with a sacred and refined temperament, only between his eyebrows, and the appearance of the immature boy at the beginning.

"Isn't he cast into the Ziwei Blood Prison? How did he get here?"

"Qin Feng, you destroyed the signboard of Yuan Longzong, are you trying to find death?"

The people who guarded the gate were angry, and the stone monument representing the symbol of the sect was destroyed. If they were to blame, they would be very miserable!

"The Ziwei Blood Hell, known as the **** on earth, you ran out!"

Some of Yuan Longzong's disciples all took out their own weapons and were cautiously guarded. Some people suddenly remembered something that had been raging recently.

"It is rumored that the Sun family was destroyed by a person surnamed Qin. Could it be that you did it?"

The disciples of Yuan Longzong were terrified, and it could be expected that Qin Feng dared to make such a strong move, there must be something to rely on.

"Quickly report to the elder of the sect, the Zhou family is coming to attack the mountain!"

Some disciples of Yuan Longzong knew that the trouble was big, but Yuan Longzong did not go to Qin Feng and Zhou's family for trouble.

And Qin Feng took the initiative to come to Yuan Longzong, then everyone in the Zhou family must not be far away! For a while, there was a panic in front of the mountain gate, and some disciples instantly attacked with weapons.

"Mother-in-law, it seems I want Lao Tzu to find them in the mountains!"

Qin Feng stood in front of the mountain gate, his figure, faintly faint, leaving an afterimage, instantly appearing on the stone steps up the mountain.

These disciples guarding the mountain gate immediately used their weapons to greet Qin Feng!

Qin Feng sneered and slapped a gorgeous fist mark, and the sound of "click, click" sounded again and again.

The low-level monks who were born out of the womb, like the chickens and dogs, were instantly beaten by Qin Feng and fell to the ground. No one could fight him.

"Qin Feng, what on earth do you want to do?"

The disciples of Yuan Longzong regressed, and all were terrified. Qin Feng was too strong, and they were not opponents.

"I'm here to get justice for myself."

Qin Feng walked forward, his steps were light, and his whole person looked very ethereal.

"Qin Feng, don't go too far. Yuan Longzong is your former cultivation sect. How can you be so rebellious?"

The disciples in the Yuan Longzong retreated one after another, Qin Feng was alone, and dozens of them were shocked and unsure.

"What a big rebellion. I was sent to Yuanlongzong to practice and practice, but I was killed by the people of Yuanlongzong and thrown into the crape myrtle blood prison. Who was it that was too much?"

Qin Feng's eyes were cold. As a child of the Qin family in Dongzhou, he was framed by others, carrying the scapegoat of the grand elder and grandson of the molesting clan.

Unexpectedly, people from Yuan Longzong were thrown into the Ziwei Blood Prison. This matter was approved by the upper layers of Yuan Longzong.

If it weren't for a coincidence, he broke out of the Ziwei Hell, I am afraid that he would have become the bones in the Ziwei Blood Prison, and this hatred would have to be paid anyway!

"Who rushed into my Yuanlongzong?"

An angry shout came from the mountain, and then a middle-aged man came to the gate of the mountain, driving the rainbow.

Qin Feng rose to the sky, his calm eyes looked at the elder who appeared suddenly, and said lightly: "I am Qin Feng, here to destroy Yuan Longzong!"

"Just because you want to destroy Yuan Longzong?"

The elder of Yuan Longzong, Liu Baisong's eyes were sharp and murderous. Whoever got such news might not be able to laugh.

"Yes."

Qin Feng nodded, and he stared at the elder in front of him. The opponent was in the eighth stage of the reborn state, stronger than Duan Mulei at the time.

"The Maotou boy in the fourth stage of the reborn realm, dare to make false claims to destroy the Yuan Longzong. It's really not ashamed!"

Liu Baisong sneered with disdain, no wonder he despised Qin Feng. A month ago, Yuan Longzong came to an alchemy master. Their Yuan Longzong's strength has increased wildly, and they are no longer afraid of any forces in Xifeng City!

"I was thrown into the Ziwei Blood Prison by someone from Yuan Longzong, are you also involved in it?"

Qin Feng asked faintly, the memory of the original host had already merged with him, regardless of each other, he felt that the person in front of him had met once.

"No wonder you are that kid!"

Sun Baisong, the elder of Yuan Longzong, was shocked. He suddenly felt that Qin Feng was very familiar and couldn't help but speak.

Six months ago, they received an order from the Sect Master to throw Qin Feng into the Ziwei Blood Prison.

It was he and the two elders who sent Qin Feng to the Ziwei Blood Prison, no wonder the other side was so familiar.

"Duan Mulei has been killed by me, I will send you on the road to see him!"

Qin Feng heard this and immediately made the decision. He moved his foot instantly, and instantly appeared opposite Liu Baisong, raising his hand and pressing forward.

"brush!"

Liu Baisong was very cautious. He was holding a Xuanpin inferior spear, shaking the light of the spear from his debut and piercing Qin Feng's palm.

"Tianpeng Fist!"

However, a scene that shocked Liu Baisong happened. In front of Qin Feng, a golden Tianpeng appeared. That day, Peng dived and slammed into his spear.

"clang!"

The next moment, Liu Songbai's Profound Grade spear shattered in pieces, making it vulnerable to Qin Feng's blow. The palm of Qin Feng's right hand turned into a golden color, revealing powerful divine power, and the palm smashed the inferior Profound Grade spear to pieces, it was terrifying!

Liu Songbai was cold all over, he was shocked, and quickly backed away, trying to get out of Qin Feng's attack range.

"I have no grievances with you, but you throw me into **** on earth, there is nothing to say, send you on the road!"

Qin Feng moved instantaneously, and suddenly his left hand shot Bengyun palm.

"Boom!"

With this palm, as if the sky could be penetrated, Liu Songbai flew out on the spot and hit the rock wall, leaving a human-shaped blood stain.

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