Zhang Zhifeng's figure flashed repeatedly, and he didn't even bother to think about who Shen Zhong and the others were fighting. He just wanted to pull the little beast and escape with Shen Zhong. The demon girl behind the Magic Mirror Palace was not slow, and Zhang Zhifeng had no confidence in facing the terrifying attack.

Thinking of the light palm power, he still felt his heart trembling.

In the distance, she just waved her palm gently, and the attack went straight through the earth and passed through the white lotus. She attacked Zhang Zhifeng, but even the nine-colored divine light could not resist it.

"Fortunately she couldn't hit me directly through the air, fortunately!" Zhang Zhifeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, flashed across the streets and alleys, and rushed to the place where Shen Zhong and the little beast were.

When Zhang Zhifeng arrived beside Shen Zhong and the little beast, they were all in blood, especially the little beast. The red and gold-clad blood had already stained its entire body. There was a large open wound on the back. In the gap, tender flesh could be seen squirming, constantly spurting out light blood.

Zhang Zhifeng didn't care about the group of horse-like monsters that besieged the little beast, and jumped directly into the battle circle, but was still hit by dense attacks from all over his body.

A ray of holy medical skills was released. Seeing the wound on the back of the beast with deep bones healing, Zhang Zhifeng breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt shocked. He looked up and saw that the demon girl in the Magic Mirror Palace had rushed forward. A dazzling cold light flashed between her palms and fingers, which was lively and brilliant. Zhang Zhifeng had no doubt that the cold light could shoot him into the opposite direction.

"Go away!" Zhang Zhifeng didn't care about anything else, and stuffed the little spirit beast into his arms and punched it out. The punch of the Rifle Fist spread out violently, and rushed around him around him, knocking away the cultivators who were besieging Shen Zhong with a bang.

"Let's go!" Zhang Zhifeng shouted again and flew away.

Shen Zhong was already injured, so he naturally did not want to stay here for a long time. In fact, he could escape at any time with his own strength, even under the siege of those cultivators.

As his figure flashed, he had already left the battlefield and flew in front of Zhang Zhizhifeng.

"Brother Feng, where to run?"

"Get rid of the woman behind first."

Zhang Zhifeng frowned slightly and used a blood sealing technique and a resurrection technique for Shen Zhong. He turned his head in surprise and glanced at the cultivators who besieged Shen Zhong.

These people have such strong attack power! They can actually injure Shen Zhong, who was refined by the nine-colored divine light. Although they may not necessarily be a first-class expert, they are definitely not mediocre.

"Then, who told me that there are fewer cultivators and fewer masters in the country in mortals?" Zhang Zhifeng thought angrily.

Then, he felt a cold light flash in his eyes, and something extremely dangerous was noticed at the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly turning his head, the woman who was chasing her relentlessly behind her had raised her jade hand with a shining cold light.

Looking at this murderous scene, Zhang Zhifeng actually remembered the picture from the White Lotus Spirit Treasure again. The beautiful scene. Looking at the jade face that was almost in front of him, he felt a thunderous sound in the sea of ​​face, and his blood seemed to burn, as if it was surging fiercely.

An irresistible ** surged into my mind, and Zhang Zhifeng almost rushed towards the woman. At that moment, he seemed to feel that even if he was hit by her cold light, it would be no big deal.

A cool air flow was about to turn around Zhang Zhifeng. He immediately woke up and shook his head in confusion. He knew that it was Bai Lian in Ningshen, so he couldn't help but scold himself secretly.

Fortunately, the flight level did not stop, so Zhang Zhifeng and Shen Zhong finally slowly distanced themselves from the demon girl in the Magic Mirror Palace.

From a distance, Zhang Zhifeng looked back and saw that the cold light at her fingertips was still there, but for some reason, no one came out.

Maybe she is not good enough to control this powerful ancient combat skill, right? Zhang Zhifeng thought very nervously.

With a glance at the eyes sharper than the falcon, through the invisible fog power field that emerged from the woman's body, Zhang Zhifeng was shocked to appear, the demon girl in the Magic Mirror Palace...

My face is so red!

Is she embarrassed or angry? I am not ashamed, why is she shy?

Zhang Zhifeng shook his head and grinned at the woman, flew away. He and Shen Zhong were worried about going around for several big circles, and finally found another city and sneaked in.

It was not so clean, but very quiet in the room. Listening to the slight dripping sound of rain hitting banana leaves outside the window, Zhang Zhifeng frowned and threw a dust cleansing technique into the room.

After finding a seat to sit down, Zhang Zhifeng pulled Shen Zhong and looked at it. Well, it was not bad, the injury was completely healed.

He pulled the little beast out of his arms again, and found that the little beast was asleep, looking silly, with a silly rising from his nose, stretching and shrinking as it breathed.

"Who are you meeting? How could it start to fight?" Zhang Zhifeng asked in a low voice. At the same time, the white lotus spirit treasure appeared in his palm again, placed it on the back of the little beast, and quietly admired it.

Zhang Zhifeng was still very satisfied with the difficulty of refining this spiritual treasure this time. After all, it is no longer a secret that the spiritual treasure is difficult to refine. Although the white lotus is only initially refining, the role it plays has completely satisfied Zhang Zhifeng.

Not to mention anything else, even the nine-colored divine light does not have the ability to kill the cultivator below after breaking the ground for hundreds of meters, but the White Lotus Spirit Treasure can do it. The white light is almost lost before it hits the power of the Yin Evil.

Nodding in admiration, Zhang Zhifeng looked up at Shen Zhong in confusion, why didn't he answer yet?

Looking into his eyes, Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that Shen Zhong was sitting cross-legged quietly, with a fiery red light that was very similar to Zhang Zhifeng's creativity. His strength had been restrained well, at least he would be restrained by himself, and would not increase the temperature of the whole house as soon as he used his skills. It seemed that he had made considerable progress.

But what surprised Zhang Zhifeng was not Shen Zhong's skills, but his forehead!

On Shen Zhong's forehead, bright gray lights spread out in ripples, forming a strange three-dimensional ripples that barely enveloped his head.

What surprised Zhang Zhifeng was the ripple. Zhang Zhifeng would never think that this was Shen Zhong's secret technique of practicing special tribes, because he clearly saw that on Shen Zhong's forehead, a small stone stick was lying there quietly at the center of the ripple.

It is not completely correct to say that it is lying down, because half of the stone stick is dissolved in Shen Zhong’s forehead!

This stone stick was obtained by Zhang Zhifeng accidentally and handed over to Shen Zhong - the stone cone!

The stone cone is actually integrated with Shen Zhong?

Zhang Zhifeng had no doubts about his eyes. In fact, during the moment when he was stunned, the stone cone had already entered a few more minutes!

"What should I do?" Zhang Zhifeng was disturbed.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

The stone enters the head, of course it is a bad thing, but it is a divine stone passed down from ancient times, and it may be a wild ancient treasure!

Zhang Zhifeng was in a dilemma. He didn't know if he was helping Shen Zhong, whether he was stopping or not.

In the blink of an eye, the stone cone sank into it for a few more minutes and almost disappeared on Shen Zhong's forehead.

Zhang Zhifeng suddenly thought of himself, the strange treasure, spiritual treasure and divine weapon, seemed to have merged a lot.

"These are treasures, maybe they are good things!" Zhang Zhifeng murmured.

At this time, the ripples suddenly radiated from various parts of Shen Zhong's head, and the stone cone had completely entered his head!

Zhang Zhifeng stared at Shen Zhong tightly. Seeing the gray light coming out of his head, it was really weird and evil!

The aura from the stone cone was so great. Although the picture came was lightning and thunder, it was extremely dangerous, but it was definitely not evil. Zhang Zhifeng was relieved.

"The guy with stones in his mind?" Zhang Zhifeng felt a headache after thinking about it. How could he explain this to his grandmother?

Could it be that: "I gave your grandson a stone strip and he put it in his head, so he is now the one with the stone in his head!"

After giving up his random thoughts, the jade-like figure appeared in Zhang Zhifeng's chaotic thoughts.

"My crack!" Zhang Zhifeng thrust his head hard and muttered, "Don't miss her, she is not good for her health!"

Hiss!

A gust of air suddenly emanated from Shen Zhongqi's body. Before Zhang Zhifeng could react, he swept the house. In an instant, the whole house completely disappeared and nothing was left.

Zhang Zhifeng looked at Shen Zhong in shock and couldn't help but moan.

The nine-colored divine light can also be done, but it is not so suddenly, right? Although the attack power of this airflow seems to be a little weaker than that of the nine-colored divine light.

There is no doubt that Shen Zhong has activated some of the abilities of the stone cone!

Zhang Zhifeng has many treasures, so he naturally feels a lot. He understands that, except for treasures with spirits such as alien treasures and divine weapons, other spiritual treasures and holy objects have to be understood and understood by the cultivators themselves. This is a process of refining spiritual treasures. The speed of this process is closely related to the cultivators' talent.

I always knew that Shen Zhong was amazingly talented. For example, he could pass on the sound before he could practice...

However, when he saw this instant refining a treasure appeared in front of him, Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but shudder. If there were enough spiritual treasures, Shen Zhong could become powerful and terrifying in a very short time!

After thinking about it, Zhang Zhifeng gave up giving Shen Zhong the unrefined Tianzhi Baolian. After all, cultivation is the foundation. Shen Zhong has not even reached the level of a first-class master now. Relying on the treasure too early will only shackle his Zhan.

"The old lady insisted on not wanting to pass on his general skills and did not allow him to follow the ordinary path of cultivation. It seems that there is some truth!" Zhang Zhifeng looked at Shen Zhong with bright eyes, thinking that this was a good partner.

He is fast enough, and he will never be a drag when fighting, and he will not worry about running away; he is talented enough, and he must practice very quickly, and he is smart...

Uh... Zhang Zhifeng scratched his head and whispered: "This kid must not be blocked by that stone."

ps: Recommend two books, 1 "Ice and Fire Demon God", signed work, has 300,000 words. 2, I sold the melon, haha, I just opened a new book "Lazy City Tour", mainly because of the book that was used to clear one when writing this book, I personally think that I can read it, haha

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