"Yeah! Please trouble senior!"

Li Feiyu took off the long sword at his waist, waved his hand to release the furnace of creation, and threw the long sword into the furnace of creation.

"Buzz!"

The furnace of creation trembled, and the endless scene of creation flowed. In a moment, a four-foot long sword with sheath flew out from the mouth of the furnace and fell into Li Feiyu's hand.

"What a sword! What a sword! Such a sharp sword, it's like a sharp iron!"

Li Feiyu took the long sword and drew it out of the sheath. He felt a sharp aura reaching his eyebrows, which made his heart chill and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Is this a good sword? At most it is just a top-grade magic weapon. However, it is already a rare treasure in the hands of cultivators in the Qi training stage."

The true spirit of fortune raised his head proudly, looking like "I am so awesome."

This high-grade magic weapon's long sword was naturally not something that Li Feiyu could make, but was transformed from the giant flying sword of the foundation-building cultivator of the Giant Sword Sect.

"Put the sword away, we're going to set off!"

The true spirit of creation greeted Li Feiyu and turned into a dot of light and returned to Li Feiyu's body.

"good!"

Li Feiyu collected his sword and returned to the sheath, followed the instructions of the True Spirit of Creation, and rushed to the northern foot of Xiaonan Mountain.

After crossing mountains and ridges, it took more than half an hour to reach a foggy hill.

"Senior Creation, is this here?"

Li Feiyu glanced in the direction of the mist, frowned slightly, and could not see anything at all.

"Boy, be careful! Someone is here!"

At this time, Li Feiyu suddenly heard the reminder of the True Spirit of Creation, and his heart trembled. He quickly pressed the hilt of the sword and kept his mind on guard.

“Gaga!”

A shrill ghost roar sounded, and a figure shrouded in a black robe drove a black air and roared through the air.

In the tumultuous black air, waves of ghosts and howls came out, looking full of evil spirits.

“Huh?”

The black-robed figure seemed to be about to enter the fog. Suddenly, Li Feiyu, who looked nervous and was waiting for the battle, stopped in surprise.

"A mortal actually ran to the entrance of Xiaonanshanfang City? Well, the body is strong and full of qi and blood. My Xuanyin corpse refining technique has been completed, just for refining a living zombie!"

The monk in black robe laughed strangely, reached out and grabbed Li Feiyu.

When he grabbed it with this hand, the black air suddenly churned, and the ghosts cried and howled, and a foul stench spread out, which was disgusting!

"A practitioner is indeed lawless. He doesn't even need a reason to kill someone. He can do whatever he wants and kill him if he wants!"

Looking at the ghost claws caught by the head, Li Feiyu took a deep breath, "Do you think I'm easy to bully? Go and die!"

The long sword deshewned out with a clang.

"kill!"

Li Feiyu roared angrily, waved his long sword, and chopped down at the black-robed monk like a knife.

"Hmph! I don't care about myself...ah! This is..."

The black-robed monk looked down on his resistance to Li Feiyu, and suddenly found that Li Feiyu's sword was slashed out, and a white sword light about ten feet long suddenly rushed out of the sword's edge.

The extremely sharp sword light slashed down, slashing the ghost hand, and slashing heavily on the black-robed monk.

With a sword, the black-robed monk was chopped into two pieces from head to toe, and fell to the ground and died instantly.

"Sword Light? Can I actually use the sword light? When did my martial arts become so powerful?"

Li Feiyu was surprised and happy when he saw the white sword light that had not yet faded on the blade.

"Sword light is no wonder! That's the five elements sharp gold energy. The top-grade magic weapon I refined was actually chopped by you as a knife. It's really..."

The true spirit of creation curled his lips and roared at Li Feiyu again, "Why are you still standing there? Take away that person's body quickly!"

"oh!"

Li Feiyu came to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and hurriedly walked to the corpse of the black-robed monk, waved his hand, and put the body into the furnace of creation.

"Senior, are there enough materials? Can you cultivate spiritual roots?"

Li Feiyu asked at the True Spirit of Creation with an anxious look on his face.

"Enough! Enough! Boy, stop being too slow, leave quickly! There was something wrong just now, and someone would definitely come to see you. Are you still staying here, waiting for someone to kill someone and seize the treasure?"

"Ah? Yes! Yes!"
Chapter completed!