Refining Immortal Divine Cauldron

"Fei Ren brother, then you remember to bring this thing, it may save your life at the critical moment..."

Seeing that the other party insists on going alone Di Keng, Wu Yong also dispelled the thought of admonition and took out a cyan token from his sleeve.

"This is?"

Fei Ren was taken aback when he reached out and took the cyan token handed over by the other party.

Lantian jade?

Good and atmospheric handwriting...

The cyan token in front of you is very exquisite in workmanship, and the material is also taken from the rare Lantian jade.

Lantian jade has a transparent inner quality and can absorb Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, including Essence Power.

Looking at the world’s tens of millions of fine jade, only the unique Lantian jade has the characteristic of absorbing Essence Power, so the price of this jade is also very expensive on the black market, no less than some high-end Spirit Treasure.

Being able to use Lantian jade to make a token is enough to show that the owner's generous shots must come from a lot of origin.

"This thing is called the Bien Yuan Ling, which is from Elder Qin's handwriting. It can not only warm up the body when worn on the body, but also resist an Essence Power impact at a critical moment to avoid fatal damage... .!"

Wu explained with at a moderate pace.

The Essence Order is very rare. Even if he is the Great Commander, he only has one in his hand, which was given by Elder Qin.

Fei Ren was a little surprised to see the pie falling in the sky.

Fei Ren deliberately smiled and declined, "Before I took a lot of high essence stone and high-level medicine ingredient from the treasure house of the arena, the magic core, now Brother Wu gave me another Yuan Qi Ling. What a shame..."

Although he has not seen the formidable power of Yuan Qi Ling, Fei Ren recognizes the Elder Qin in the other party’s mouth. .

This person's surname is Qin and his name is Xuan. He is a veteran who followed Troy in his early years to travel north and south. Not only is his status higher than that of Wu Yong, but he is also a powerhouse of the Xuanzun realm, and his strength is deep and unmeasurable.

Usually in the Thunder Arena, except for Troy who sees the head of the divine dragon but not its tail, Qin Xuan, the Elder, is the strongest. As for Wu Yong, he usually manages the arena. The division of labor between the two is different.

"I usually stay in Leicheng, and I don't think I can use this yuan-chewing order, even more how you are now the heir of the Lord, so you don't have to be polite."

Wu Yong waved his hand again.

"Hehe, thank you."

Seeing this, Fei Ren also stopped refusing, and put this Qi Yuan Ling into the Spirit Ring.

He was originally a person who loves to take advantage of the small bargain. Before that, it was just a polite sentence. Is there any reason to not take the gift that the other party gave to the door?

The quality of this Yuan Ling Ling is not low!

Fei Ren estimated in his mind that this object can at least withstand the full strength attack of the 2nd layer powerhouse of the Xuanzun realm!

It’s just that this phagocytic order is not a permanent Spirit Treasure.

It's the Spirit Treasure that is consumed once, which can only be used once, which is a pity.

...

At night, outside Thunder City

A gray streamer flashed across the clouds, and then moved towards the western sky and flew away

"I heard that there is an unnamed black market on the border of Dikeng, where Three Doctrines and Nine Philosophies, fish and dragons mixed in together, maybe you can inquire about the clues of Yun Ling bone..."

Fei Ren's face A little thought passed up.

His destination for this trip is Dikeng, and Dikeng is located in the hinterland of the Tianzang Ancient Plain, west of Leicheng, about two to three million kilometers away from here.

If it is an ordinary Martial King Realm expert, it will take at least two or three days to rush from Leicheng to the surrounding area of ​​Dikeng.

However, with Fei Ren's horrible movement method, coupled with the speed increase of the Overlord's Demon Vein, he can reach the Emperor Keng in less than half a day.

The moon is sparsely starred, the white moonlight is spreading over the earth, and a little bit of daylight emerges in a long black silence

Sandshasha...!

Call!

Drive, drive!

The gust of wind and the roar of the horsemen came in my ears. Fei Ren in the sky looked down and saw a long black shadow appearing not far from the front, winding tightly, as if It's a caravan from the past.

"There is still a caravan in this broken place?"

Fei Ren was a little surprised, and then his figure moved towards the ground and fell.

This place is very close to the border of Emperor Keng, and the ancient sky burial site itself is a chaotic zone where there are no concerns, which is extremely dangerous.

Therefore, those who dare to do business in this neighborhood are either backed by a certain force or some fierce person from outlaw.

The scale of this caravan on the ground is not small, there are about hundreds of people, most of whom are laborers in gray short robes. The cultivation base is very low, only about Martial Master Realm. At this moment Is cautiously guarding the cargo, driving the carriage forward.

As for the front and back of the caravan, there are twenty or thirty-four famous Martial Artists with vigorous blood. These people are all dressed in Rakshasa robes and are strong. The weakest have Martial Spirit 9th. The layer cultivation base is mostly Martial King Realm expert.

In the caravan up ahead, a bald middle-aged man stands on a horse, dressed in a black robe, with a steel knife on his waist, with piercing eyebrows, and seems to be the leader of the caravan, Essence Power The cultivation base has reached the 8th layer of Martial King Realm, which is also the only one in the entire caravan.

"It turned out to be a member of the Rakshasa Guild..."

Fei Ren understood, and immediately followed.

It’s a coincidence that he had a conflict with Zhang Yunde of the Rakshasa Guild and the others in Leicheng, and now he ran into the Rakshasa Guild’s caravan outside Dikeng. It’s really a gathering of enemies. .

Moreover, the cargo horses of this caravan are not ordinary steeds, but hybrid demonic beasts with magical powers. Not only can they travel thousands of miles every day, they also possess certain battle strength.

Being able to bring in these many magic horses and Martial Master Realm coolies to pull goods for themselves is enough to show that the Rakshasa Guild has strong financial resources and can be called rich and imposing.

"Who?!"

Seems to have found Fei Ren's traces. The bald middle-aged man headed by the caravan suddenly looked back, looked towards the back of the team, and pulled out at the same time. With the steel knife at his waist, murderous aura is thriving.

In the ancient sky burial, loose cultivator and Bounty Hunter are countless. Sneak attacks on caravans are commonplace.

Therefore, he cannot be allowed to take it lightly.

"Didn't expect you are quite alert, but I have no malice. I just plan to drop by to Dikeng."

Seeing that the other party finds himself, Fei Ren is also not Hide again and show up said with a smile.

"Martial King Realm Sevenfold!"

I noticed that the strong Essence Power aura of the opponent is no less than my own, and the bald middle-aged man also browses slightly wrinkle.

His name is Quanzong, and he is the third Captain of the Rakshasa Guild, one of the Three Great Influences in Leicheng. Although his strength is slightly stronger than the fourth Captain Zhang Yunde, he can't help Fei Ren in front of him.

Same as Martial King Realm, Quanzong and Fei Ren are only one small realm apart. It is difficult to kill each other! If the opponent wants to run, he can't catch it at all!

He knew this very well in his heart.

"Are you going to Dikeng too?"

The whole family paused for a while, and opened the mouth and said again.

The cargo in his hand is very precious. When he left Leicheng, the chairman personally asked him to safely deliver the cargo to a major customer in the unnamed black market of Dikeng.

Therefore, he was also cautious along the way and did not dare to neglect.

"Of course, isn't there an unnamed black market in that place? I just want to inquire about a certain treasure..." Fei Ren shrugged, spreading his hands out, seeming to say that he is not hostile .

"Okay, let's go on the road together."

After hesitating for a while, the whole family gritted their teeth, nodded and said.

After all, Fei Ren's cultivation base is not low. It has reached the seventh Martial King Realm. Being able to join their caravan can also be regarded as adding a good battle strength, and the probability of encountering a crisis is smaller.

"Three Captain...this?"

"Who is this guy? Why did he suddenly get into our caravan..."

"It seems that this person is also a Martial King Realm, but this is too young...is it possible that he is a genius?"

Seeing Quanzong La Fei Ren joining the group, the surrounding gang The Martial Artist of the Rakshasa Guild is also discussing spiritedly, with mixed expressions.

"Don't be noisy! Give me a good look at the goods!"

"Otherwise, what went wrong, I asked you guys!"

Seeing it, all Zongda raised hand, voice shouted.

Next moment, everyone quieted down in an instant, and the caravan continued to move towards the front at a moderate pace.

"Dare to ask the brother's name? Where does it come from?"

Looking back, looking towards Fei Ren on the side, the whole family tentatively asked.

"Fei Ren, a loose cultivator."

Fei Ren indifferently said.

wu wu wu ....!

At this moment, there was also a sudden, weird whistling sound from the sand dunes not far away.

Sha Sha Sha! Boom...!

next moment, all around The wind is loud, the dust is flying, as if the sand Tyrant Dragon roll is coming, for a time the entire caravan is stopped, even the magic horses under everyone are frightened Make a roar.

"What happened?!"

"Three Captain, there seems to be a situation!"

"Not good, there is a Martial Artist approaching here , And there are a lot of people!"

The mutation suddenly emerged, and everyone looked differently. They looked towards the direction of the sand dune, and the atmosphere was tense for a while.

I saw the sand dunes not far away violent wind erupted, the dust gradually receded, and then a dozen terrible white skull banners were revealed, and the sound of killing shook the sky for a while!

"Good boys! Come out for a big meal!"

"The ghost master is wise!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Following, there was a series of roars and shouts, which was daunting.

.....

"en?"

Fei Ren brows slightly raise.

Looking at this battle, I have a high probability of being targeted by a group of outlaws. After all, killing and robbing of wealth are commonplace in the land where the ancient plains are buried this day.

"Quan Captain, we seem to be surrounded by people..."

Fei Ren turned his head and looked towards the Quanzong on the side, with a meaningful tone.

The latter was also taken aback for a while, then looked around, his expression suddenly changed after seeing the white skull banner not far away.

"This banner is...Flying Bandit Band!"

"Damn! How come I met these guys...!"

It seems Thinking of something terrifying, Quanzong's face was a little pale, and his tone became slightly trembling.