Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned and said, "You are here for your disciples. (-< Shuhai Pavilion >-Shuhaige Dot shuhaige Dot com)"

"No," Duan Ruixin nodded with a heavy expression. He hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "Chengfeng, have you ever met the uncle Zhang Wannian after you enter the ancient battlefield?"

Ying Chengfeng's heart was terrified. Zhang Wannian followed him into the ancient battlefield and wanted to take his life.

Although all this was instigated and instructed by the ancestor Qi Tian behind his back, he was definitely not a good thing.

However, after all, he is still an elder in the sect. If someone knows that he has killed the Supreme Elder in the sect, even if no one can do anything to him at this moment, it will always be a troublesome thing.

So, a hint of confusion immediately appeared on his face, and he shook his head and said, "Disciple has never met Master Zhang Wannian. Has he also entered the ancient battlefield?"

Duan Ruixin looked at Ying Chengfeng seriously, as if he wanted to tell the authenticity of this sentence from his face.

After a moment, he nodded slowly, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Since you haven't met him, then forget it."

Ying Chengfeng frowned slightly and asked, "Uncle Master, what's going on? Is Uncle Master Zhang looking for a disciple if you have something to do?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Duan Ruixin's face.

Although Zhang Wannian's actions were secret, there were still traces to follow. After Fang Fu and others noticed it, they couldn't help but become furious. While secretly controlling other members of the Zhang family, they sent the Supreme Elder in the Sect to form a team to enter the ancient battlefield.

The other elders walked together two or three, but Duan Ruixin's strength was superior to everyone, so he searched alone.

However, finding someone in the ancient battlefield is undoubtedly a needle in a haystack, and no one is sure to find them.

And now after we happened to meet, Duan Ruixin could not tell him the truth.

If this kid knows that Zhang Wannian enters the ancient battlefield and wants to be unfavorable to him, God knows what bad ideas this kid will have.

If he had a crack with the sect, it would be more than worth the loss.

This thought flashed through his mind instantly, and Duan Ruixin immediately said: "Chefeng, Zhang Wannian entered the ancient battlefield for a private matter and had nothing to do with you. As for me entering this place, I want to see how your cultivation progress is."

Ying Chengfeng's heart was like a mirror, but since Duan Ruixin didn't say it, he certainly wouldn't pick it.

With a smile, he said, "Uncle Master, my disciples also have some opportunities in the ancient battlefield. Their practice is quite smooth and they have not encountered any major obstacles."

Duan Ruixin nodded and said, "I haven't seen you for only half a year, your breath has become more and more stable. This silver realm has been completely stabilized...-/--Full text of the ad"

Ying Chengfeng was amused in his heart. His spiritual power had been promoted to the golden realm under the impact of the spiritual storm, and the true energy of the silver realm was naturally stable.

However, when he thought of entering the ancient battlefield for half a year, he felt quite emotional.

"Chengfeng, what are your plans in the future?" Duan Ruixin asked in a deep voice.

Ying Chengfeng thought about it and said, "The disciple also plans to explore a ruin, and then temporarily end the trial and return to the sect."

Duan Ruixin's eyes lit up and he said, "How long is it?"

"The fastest ones are three months, and the slowest ones are half a year, and the disciples will definitely be able to return.

"Ying Chengfeng said without hesitation.

Capturing the ghost soldiers of the Golden Realm and refining the Golden Realm Pill is difficult for others to ascend to heaven, but in Ying Chengfeng's view, it is just a matter of time.

"Okay." Duan Ruixin was overjoyed and said, "I will go back to the sect first and tell Senior Brother Fang and Junior Brother Feng about your news, so that they can worry about you."

Ying Chengfeng thought of Feng Kuang, and his heart suddenly felt warm, and he wanted to go back to pay homage to him immediately.

But he quickly controlled his excitement.

Now is not the best time. After you refine the Golden Realm Break Pill, it is the best time to pay homage to him.

"Uncle Master, disciple's parents..."

"Don't worry, everything is fine in the door." Duan Ruixin laughed and said, "Since you became the guardian of the Spiritual Path Hall, no one dared to target them openly and secretly." He reached out, patted Ying Chengfeng on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "However, if you want to make them live a better life, you still have to rely on yourself."

Ying Chengfeng nodded heavily and said, "Disciple understand."

Duan Ruixin hesitated for a moment and suddenly said, "Chengfeng, if you meet Zhang Wannian on the ancient battlefield, try to avoid it."

Ying Chengfeng seemed to be stunned for a moment. He nodded with some understanding and said, "Disciple, please obey the order."

Duan Ruixin sighed lightly: "If you really can't avoid it, or if there is any conflict, don't hold back. Remember, saving your life is the top priority."

Ying Chengfeng felt a little warm and said, "Thank you for your teachings from uncle."

The reason why Duan Ruixin was able to say this clearly expressed his position.

After swaying his hand slightly, Duan Ruixin said: "I live in seclusion here, go, be careful."

"Yes." Ying Chengfeng bowed to Duan Ruixin and said, "Disciple will take one step first, and meet again within the sect."

"Ao..."

The wolf king's weapon spirit suddenly let out a long roar. After killing the golden warrior, this guy refused to return to the shield, but gently rubbed Ying Chengfeng's legs.

Ying Chengfeng laughed silently, he shook his head, moved his body and was already sitting on the wolf's back.

It is naturally impossible for an ordinary wild wolf to carry humans to run, but this wolf king is different. When it makes a mistake, it turns into a wind and runs into the distance in an instant.

Duan Ruixin watched him leave and murmured: "Junior Brother Feng, you are still smart in your eyes. I am convinced by your brother."

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"receive……"

Among a ruin, Ying Chengfeng shouted lightly.

A ghost soldier in the golden realm let out a howl of pain. It struggled desperately, but in this mysterious space, in addition to it, there were dozens of ghost soldiers of the same level. They pressed it hard on the spot like a ferocious spirit. Although there was an unbearable severe pain on its body, it was just howling but unable to move.

After a long time, it took a long breath, and its body stopped struggling, but slowly calmed down.

Then it opened its eyes, and at this moment, what was flashing in its eyes was no longer a chaos, but a hint of wisdom.

The spiritual clone split by the wisdom spirit penetrated into its body with this powerful means, replacing its instinct to control this body.

Ying Chengfeng also let out a long breath, and his spirit and thoughts were taken back from the black miasma flag.

It has been more than a month since I came to this new Yinfeng Ghost Cress ruins.

During this month, he plundered the Golden Realm ghost soldiers at the speed of two per day.

In fact, with the number of golden ghost soldiers in the Black Miasma Banner, if you let go, let alone two of them a day, even ten of them will be easy.

However, there is also a purple gold realm in this ruin //The fastest text update - < Shuhai Pavilion > - No ads //The King of Soldiers.

Now the two-headed soldier king is still sleeping, and the Overlord Spear Spirit is silent in the blood pool to repair himself.

If the two most powerful trump cards are not in hand, Ying Chengfeng dares not easily provoke the ghost soldiers in the Purple Gold Realm.

That's why he was careful to collect and convert at the speed of two golden ghost soldiers every day.

Suddenly, a fog of light rose from his body, and then condensed into a human form, which was the timid Dan Furnace Spirit.

"Hehe, Brother Ying, your harvest in this ruins is already quite large." It smiled and said, "Let's continue to collect the ruins of Yinfeng Ghost Creatures."

Ying Chengfeng frowned slightly and said, "Brother Qiling, there are at least 500 golden ghost soldiers in this Yinfeng ghost creature. We have only collected one-tenth of them. Is it too early to leave now?"

In comparison, the ruin he is in is more than twice as big as the previous Yinfeng Ghost Creature.

Five hundred ghost soldiers in the golden realm are just the most conservative estimate.

The Dan Furnace Spirit sighed and said, "Brother Ying doesn't know anything. You can't catch the attention of the Purple Gold Realm Soldier King now. But if you continue, it's hard to say."

Ying Chengfeng frowned slightly. Of course, he understood that the possibility of being discovered as the hunt progressed was greater. However, even if he was discovered, he had the confidence to fight out safely.

As if seeing through his thoughts, the Dan Furnace Spirit dissuaded: "Brother Ying, do you know why the Purple Gold Realm ghost soldier can only be born in a ruin?"

"I don't know, I'm just about to ask for advice." Ying Chengfeng said solemnly.

The Dan Furnace Spirit said with a serious expression: "Because there can only be one king in every Yinfeng ghost creature. Once the Soldier King appears, then the other ghost soldiers will never have a chance. Hehe..." He sneered and said: "Soldier King, Soldier King, do you understand the meaning?"

Ying Chengfeng's heart was shaking and said, "Can the King of Soldiers still control the other ghost soldiers?"

The Dan Furnace Spirit nodded slowly and said, "Yes, if you encounter a strong man who is hard to match with by the Soldier King, they will definitely make a cry for help. At that time, the ghost soldiers in the entire ruins will be your enemies." A strange smile appeared on its face and said, "If you think you can kill all the ghost soldiers in the Yinfeng Ghost Movement, you might as well stay here."

Ying Chengfeng gasped. Just think about the endless number of ghost soldiers in the ruins, it would be enough to make people's scalp numb.

No matter how powerful the ghost soldiers in the Black Miasma Banner are, they cannot compete with these endless enemies.

The Dan Furnace Spirit laughed and said, "Brother Ying, you don't have to worry. In fact, as long as you wait a few years, the golden ghost soldiers here will be restored to a 500th number again, which is enough for you to capture.

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned and said, "Why is this?"

The Dan Furnace Spirit said naturally: "The ghost energy in each Yinfeng Ghost Creature is limited, and the number of ghost soldiers that can be nurtured is also limited. Not to mention that there are fewer golden realms, even if the soldier kings who are missing the purple gold realm can be reborn soon."

Ying Chengfeng exclaimed in surprise, and then he understood what kind of existence the ghost soldiers were.

No wonder the Yinfeng Ghost World has existed for such a long time, and no one has ever been able to exterminate it.
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