With a clever look on my fingers, this tip that looked nothing special was opened by Zhang Zhifeng...

He stretched out his fingers and put them in, and had already taken something out of the tip.

Looking at the golden thing in front of him, at that moment, Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but tremble, and tears burst out from his eyes.

This thing is about the size of a nail, an oval piece. Although it is very small, it still has a shocking and domineering atmosphere!

Zhang Zhifeng thought, and a golden light overflowed from his eyes and shone onto the small golden piece.

"Wow!"

A sound of air tearing came out.

A huge golden shield that was as high as five meters and was more than three meters wide appeared in front of Zhang Zhifeng. The edge of the golden shield was extremely sharp. Under the setting sun with weak light, it also showed a shocking domineering aura!

Looking at the familiar golden shield, Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but sigh, looked up at the horizon, and whispered to himself: "Senior Brother, why are you doing this?"

In the tip, there was actually a piece of golden scales of Chen Yun. Zhang Zhifeng shook his head and muttered: "I should have thought of it long ago!"

He flipped the huge golden scales, and a thunder sounded in his mind!

Suddenly, he realized that the golden scale was coming at the right time and the effect could not be better.

He has no skills now, and may be able to save the two women, but it is still not easy to protect them from leaving safely. Not only because of the master of the Holy Realm "Yan", he also has to prevent Ding Daqin and others from spying on strange treasures!

And this golden scale, which can vary in size according to your wishes, is undoubtedly the best armor. With the protection of golden scales, why does his chance of saving people only increase by 10%?

Only then did Zhang Zhifeng realize that the so-called tip is just an excuse for the senior brother to leave a piece of golden scales for himself.

After taking a closer look, Zhang Zhifeng saw that the golden scale in his hand was a little different from what he saw in his senior brother's hands before. This golden scale gave him a much heavier feeling.

A thought came to my mind, and Zhang Zhifeng clenched his fist and punched the golden scale with a force.

clang!

With a loud and crisp sound, the golden scales turned slightly from the hit place and immediately recovered.

"Sure enough!" Zhang Zhifeng showed a little joy in his eyes. He knew that the hardness of the golden scale was related to the strength of his senior brother, and now the strength of the golden scale is much greater than before, which means that Chen Yun's skills have also improved a lot during this period!

Zhang Zhifeng gently stroked the smooth surface of the golden scale, and secretly estimated that it could withstand the first-class attack!

After putting away the golden scales, Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but think of his senior brother, who was going to compete for the inheritance of the entire Hai clan's rule. Zhang Zhifeng deeply understood how difficult it was and couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Walking on the top of the mountain, Zhang Zhifeng took Shen Zhong through the rocks and woods. He was about to go back and continue to refine medicine after a brief relaxation. Of course, what he wanted to refine next was no longer the ordinary pills.

"Hmm?" Zhang Zhifeng suddenly stopped and his brows frowned slightly.

He spread his hands, holding the treasure bag in his palm. He just pinched it casually and wanted to pinch the treasure bag to ashes. Who knew that after pinching it, the treasure bag was intact.

With such powerful force as Zhang Zhifeng, this thick treasure was not crushed to pieces, which shows that this treasure is not an ordinary product.

"Abnormality is a demon." Zhang Zhifeng muttered. He almost turned out the entire treasure bag, looked carefully, and pinched it with his fingers for a while. He suddenly smiled and shook his hand slightly.

Wow!

There was a loud noise, and a huge curtain hung in front of him, fluttering in the wind. The curtain was extremely huge, and for a moment, it actually felt like it was covering the sky and the sun!

Without waiting for Zhang Zhifeng's instructions, Shen Zhong had already flew around the huge curtain and used his skills to close the scene here.

Nodding at Shen Zhong's praise, Zhang Zhifeng began to carefully observe the huge curtain.

It turned out that this secret bag was a treasure, and the huge curtain was transformed from the secret bag. Zhang Zhifeng's eyes were fixed on the endless strange symbols on the curtain, and he was stunned.

Shen Zhong and Jinzi also looked at the symbols full of them, but no matter how they looked, they couldn't tell the truth. The two guys had to scratch their heads and look at Zhang Zhifeng, waiting for him to come back to his senses.

The handwriting on the curtain is rich in ink and colorful, and the colors are bright. The characters are flying and phoenix dancing, like a stunning geese. As Zhang Zhifeng looked over from left to right, the symbols shone one by one in turn, and then completely hidden, and no trace was seen.

When the sun completely fell to the ground and there was no trace of afterglow in the distant sky, Zhang Zhifeng suddenly soared into the sky, and his fingers quickly slashed. In Shen Zhong and Jinzi's puzzled eyes, the characters that had disappeared on the curtain overflowed from Zhang Zhifeng's fingers and suddenly formed on the curtain.

The last stroke was outlined, and Zhang Zhifeng rolled his fingers, and the huge curtain suddenly contracted, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a small treasure bag, returning to Zhang Zhifeng's hand.

Zhang Zhifeng put away the secret bag, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Let's go." After that, regardless of Shen Zhong and the little beast's reaction, he turned around and walked back towards the underground cave where they were hiding.

"By the way, this is for you." Zhang Zhifeng raised his hand, and four small balls with golden light flew towards Shen Zhong and Jinzi.

Shen Zhong immediately stretched out his hand, took two of them, put them in front of him, and looked at them carefully. These were two round balls the size of fingernails. If it weren't for the shining golden light outside it, it would be almost exactly the same as the pill made by Zhang Zhifeng at the beginning.

Zhong Shen took the golden particles closer and looked at them with all his eyes. The golden light on the particles was faintly made of extremely fine golden silk threads, and the fine and dense golden lines were thin, as if there were no numbers.

Without thinking too much, Shen Zhong quickly chased Zhang Zhifeng and said, "What's the purpose?"

"A magic pill, increase your skills."

"Add your skills?" Shen Zhong frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly said, "Can he restore your skills?"

"Hahaha..." Zhang Zhifeng's laughter came from the front.

...

In the underground cave, Shen Zhong watched Zhang Zhifeng throw thousands of precious medicines into the complex patterns in the void, and his heart couldn't help but pull it hard.

Boom!

With a roar in the air, an anxious smell came out, and the patterns in the air spread out, and the dark dust flew around.

Zhang Zhifeng sat down dejectedly, as if he had suddenly been drained from his whole body.

"Brother Feng, this is the fifty-fifth time." Shen Zhong said in a low voice.

Zhang Zhifeng said nothing. He waved his hand and the huge curtain appeared again. After looking carefully at a place on the curtain for a while, Zhang Zhifeng murmured: "A thousand-year-old spiritual medicine can be refined according to this method, which will definitely restore my skills, but why do I always fail?"

Hiss ~ Hiss ~!

Suddenly, a harsh low roar sounded, which seemed particularly gloomy and terrifying in the underground cave.

Zhang Zhifeng instantly put away the curtain, and a strange wooden sign appeared in his hand. He excitedly said to the wooden sign: "How is it? Are you going to start acting?"

The voice of the leader of the Ghost Sect Ding Daqin came from the wooden sign: "Tonight, on the top of Fotou Mountain..."

The sound disappeared in a hurry.

Zhang Zhifeng calculated the time, looked at the spiritual roots on the entire stone table in front of him, sighed, waved his hand to put away all the things, and whispered: "Listen, you are waiting for me here."

After saying that, he turned around and walked. After walking two steps, Zhang Zhifeng suddenly turned his head and said seriously: "Wait for me here!"

Seeing Shen Zhong nodding carefully, he flew away.

Shen Zhong held the little beast and looked at it with a thief-eyed look. He was sure that Zhang Zhifeng had walked away. Then he whispered: "Jinzi, where is Fotou Mountain? Do you know the way?"

The little beast's eyes rolled and nodded slightly.

Book.
Chapter completed!