Ning Lang next to him also patted Yuanyuan’s belly and grinned: “That’s right, I’m also a foundation building monk anyway, and I can’t deal with those old primordial infants, but I can still deal with foundation building monks. If I really deal with it. No, I will run! I won't stand there stupidly and be killed."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu smiled: "Okay! Come with me." As she said, she went to the main hall with them.
As for the people in this area being rescued, the people on the other side almost didn’t know it. When Feng Jiu came to the front, the person who saw the three of them asked suspiciously, “Why are you here? Where are the two of you leading the way?"
"They said something is going on, let us go around by ourselves." Feng Jiu smiled and moved his hand slightly. The next moment, Duan Ye and Ning Lang who were beside her instantly swept out, the long swords glowing with cold light to cover their ears. The inferior speed hit the evil cultivators.
The sword shadow rises, the sword shines, and the killing intent overflows.
The people around were startled, and then they shouted: "You are so bold!" When a dozen monks besieged and attacked the three of them, Duan Ye whispered: "Flame Lion!"
With an order, the flame lion of the sacred beast level rushed out of his spirit beast space, and stepped on the flames on all fours to pounce on those evil cultivators.
"Feng Jiu, these people are handed over to us." Duan Ye said, and at the same time he attacked with a sword, cut off the head of an Xie Xiu, blood splashed out, and his fierceness was also evident at this moment.
Feng Jiuchao glanced at them and nodded: "Most of the people, you just hold on and wait for the effects of the medicine to come into play." As they walked forward, they also solved some monks for them.
The movement here shocked the people above, especially the three Nascent Soul monks above the main peak. As the bloody smell spread, the three of them were shocked and furious.
"What the hell is going on! Who dares to cause trouble in our Acacia faction!"
A disciple from outside hurriedly came in and reported: "It's the Fengjiu people! They released all the people we captured. All our disciples in the area where the furnace was held were killed, and three foundation-building monks were killed."
Hearing this, the three of them were shocked: "How is it possible? How could they silently kill the foundation-building monk?" They quickly walked outside, came outside to look down the mountain, and they were shocked. .
"This... didn't they all have the medicine? There is no antidote, how can they gather the spiritual energy?"
At the foot of the mountain, the most dazzling thing was the red figure. He walked up there like no one else. Every one of the disciples who met him was killed by him, especially when they saw what she was holding. He was even more shocked when he was holding the sharp sword glowing with blue and cold light.
"Qingfeng Sword!"
"It's actually Qingfeng Sword!"
"Why does he have a Qingfeng sword! Who is he?"
Three shocked exclamations came from the mouths of the three of them. The three of them looked at the Qingfeng Sword held by the red figure in shock. It was an ancient magic sword that had been missing for many years. How could he have it?
Seeing the young man in red holding the Qingfeng sword walking all the way, like a murderous god, there was no one to survive, and the corpse fell to the ground in a mess, and the three of them were shocked and suddenly regained their senses.
If this continues, all of their disciples here will have to be killed by him!
Thinking of this, the three of them lifted up their breath and flew towards the red figure that was walking along the way.