Ding Feng narrowed his eyes and a fierce light suddenly appeared, but he smiled and said, "There are not many people who want to kill me still alive. For the sake of you being a little beauty, I will give you a chance to take out ten spirit crystals to buy life money, otherwise this will be your bone burial place!"

"you……!"

Ji Shuiyao is a contemporary saint of the Hei Shui Sect. She has a noble status. She is respected by thousands of disciples and favored by the elders. She is also flattering and awe outside. She has never been so cowardly.︾

But she is worthy of being a saint, forcibly suppressing her hatred and said coldly: "You really want it?"

"Give it or not!"

Ding Feng's voice was as cold as ice.

Everyone around just watched quietly, no one persuaded or stopped him. After seeing Ding Feng's cruelty, who dared to get into trouble?

"Okay, I'll give it!"

Ji Shuiyao took out a small bag embroidered with lotus flowers and threw it over.

"Senior sister?"

Zhang Tiande and Zhao Hu were very angry, but they could only feel depressed.

"Recover with all your strength and break through!"

Ji Shuiyao said coldly, then stepped aside.

Ding Feng ignored them at all. After looking at the ten spirit crystals in the bag, he couldn't help but sigh: "I am a disciple of a big sect. I can carry so many spirit crystals with you. If you kill such a genius disciple in the future, you must touch the corpse, otherwise it would be a waste!"

With a flash of his hand, he threw the small bag on the ground and was burned to ashes by lightning.

Jian Wushuang and others felt chills, but when they saw the spirit crystal disappear out of thin air, they couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Brother Ding, how about giving this to me? I only brought three spiritual crystals!" Nangong Wushang said.

"good!"

Ding Feng agreed readily that there was no limit here. A heaven-level pill only had ten energy points, and a low-grade spiritual crystal could be exchanged for one hundred energy points. Three pieces would be three hundred points, and a profit of thirty times was shocking.

"Thank you!"

Nangong Wushang was overjoyed.

"The second one, who wants it!"

Ding Feng took out another one and shouted.

"The heaven-level pill is worth up to 100 gold, and a piece of spiritual crystal is at least 100 gold, and there is still a price without market. Brother Ding, you are making a fortune!" said a young man, "My name is Ye Wuyou, I want this one, three spiritual crystals!"

"I'll give four!"

Jian Wushuang intervened.

"Jian Wushuang? Very good!"

Ye Wuyou looked at Jian Wushuang coldly.

"Five pieces!"

Luo Shui spoke.

Everyone was silent!

Although the spirit crystal contains extremely pure energy, it cannot be absorbed by the heavenly powerhouse. It is just a body nourishing. Only the core disciples of the three major sects with great wealth can be treasured. Even Ximen Mingyue may not have one.

The second pill was returned to Luoshui, and the third one was obtained by Jian Wushuang.

Three pills were exchanged for thirteen spiritual crystals, plus the ten yuan extorted from Ji Shuiyao, the total twenty-three yuan was equivalent to two thousand three hundred energy points.

It's definitely a great harvest.

Even with Ding Feng's nature, he couldn't help but be happy.

"Brother Ding, if you still have this kind of elixir, my Nangong family can buy it for a long time, and the price is easy to negotiate!"

Nangong Wushang suddenly said.

"Aren't you afraid of Emperor Chu? The Song and Deng families?"

Ding Feng said with a smile.

Nangong Wushang was stunned and smiled bitterly, "Sorry, I'm reckless."

Ding Feng is now arousing the anger of heaven and the people, and there are enemies everywhere. If it weren't for such an ancient monument, he would have probably killed him long ago.

How to trade?

In the future, once Ding Feng emerges, I am afraid that the Nangong family will not take action and a large number of strong men will be captured.

Ding Feng left and walked into the thunder and mist under the complicated eyes of everyone.

"What a pity!"

Jian Wushuang shook his head.

"Yes, it's a pity that such an opponent!"

Nangong Wushang sighed.

"He is like a mystery, his life is innocent, but all kinds of methods are in fog, unable to see clearly or see through. What is the future?

Luo Shui said lightly.

"The future is destined, and he will definitely die!" Zhang Tiande snorted coldly and looked at the saint and said, "Senior sister, why didn't you take action just now? Is there any suppression here? With the strength of the three of us, we are 80% sure to kill him!"

"Do you understand his methods?" Ji Shuiyao snorted coldly, "What else can you do except be arrogant?"

"Senior sister, I...!"

Zhang Tiande's face suddenly turned red, but was interrupted by Ji Shuiyao, "Do you believe he only has this kind of pill? Or is it perfect quality? What does this mean? It means that he has a heritage? There are also various talismans and magic weapons in his hands. How do you fight? You are just idiots praising you!"

Zhang Tiande was almost suffocated to death.

Only after stepping into the thunder fog did Ding Feng truly understand the terribleness of the thunder fog. The particles were all thunder factors, which penetrated into the body through the pores without any obstacles, turning into violent thunder, which made him almost unable to bear it.

"No wonder they are all afraid of going forward!"

Ding Feng's body shook, and the true energy was spewed out, turning into protective energy, which was quickly wiped out under the entanglement of thunder and mist. "No strong body, no thick true energy anymore. I want to pass through the thunder and mist, I'm delusional!"

After collecting his true energy, he let the thunder and fog bombard him.

Swish!

A purple thunderstorm wandered around, destroying everything, causing Ding Feng's hair to count down and he hurriedly avoided it, but with his dodging, the fog was turbulent, which made his body suddenly sink, and the power of lightning that surged into his body became even more violent.

“Limit speed?”

After the purple lightning wandered away, Ding Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but he truly understood the horror of the thunder fog.

If you don’t have a strong body to resist and rely solely on your true energy to resist, it will be difficult to travel through it.

After walking about three hundred meters, he stepped out in one step and seemed to be another world. Ding Feng walked out of the thunder fog, and there was a stone tablet in front of him, a barren field with a decay atmosphere.

There are piles of rocks on the earth, and there are deep ravines, and there are countless traces on the stone tablets.

"Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate!"

Three meters away is a five-meter-high stone tablet. The upper left corner is cut off, with the seven messy words of hatred engraved on it. As soon as Ding Feng's eyes condensed, he felt a surging hatred coming to his face, trying to submerge his mind.

"What a terrible hatred!"

After all, Ding Feng was determined and got rid of it in a moment, but he was extremely amazed. He had been here for many years, but he still had such will. You can imagine the other party's strength.

"This is the sword scar, the sword intent of hatred!"

Ding Feng thought about it and looked carefully, but found that there was a heaven-level martial art recorded on the stone tablet, called the Heavenly Thunder Body, but unfortunately, most of the sword marks were incomplete.

"The traces on the earth and the word hatred on the stone tablet are obviously done by one person."

Ding Feng's heart was as deep as water, and he walked forward, looking at the crisscrossing sword marks on the earth, and observing the engravings on the stone tablet.

"Hate the unfairness of heaven!"

"Hate the unfair place!"

"I hate the bright world without light!"

The voices of hatred turned into the sound of thunder, faintly ringing in the heart, shocking the mind.

Each stone tablet is carved with different characters. Looking around, there are more than a thousand stone tablets in this wasteland, but at the end of the wasteland, there is a huge stone wall that is less than a hundred meters high and stands on the sky.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

Ding Feng watched in a narrow view. On the huge stone wall, seven huge characters of killing were carved from top to bottom. Tongtian's murderous intent pierced the sky, and Ding Feng felt a vague feeling of splitting his skin thousands of meters away.

Kill, kill, kill, kill all the people!

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the world!

Kill, kill, kill, kill, destroy all things!

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill all the spiritual beings!

On the left and right of the stone wall, sword marks condense into four sentences.

Ding Feng was shocked when he saw it.

"The monstrous hatred and endless murderous intent, what exactly happened here?"

Ding Feng was pondering, and suddenly heard a "click" sound from his feet. He looked down and saw a piece of dry bone buried on the ground, which broke into ashes with a light step.

"This should be a place of preaching, but I don't know what happened? It seems to have become a ghost!"

The young man with animal skin came over and said in contemplation.

ps: By the way, are there any votes? Can it be added to the bookshelf?
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