His Royal Highness System

Chapter 687 675. Isn't this a balance?

After all, Yunling Pill is also helpful to Mu Chen's daily cultivation, so it must be good to get it.

"Brother Feng, are you going to act with us later?"

Mu Chen turned his head and asked Feng Zan softly, seeking Feng Zan's opinion.

This time, Mu Chen and his team only had three people, although the number was a little smaller than other teams, but considering Feng Zang's strength, it seemed normal.

"Go hunting spirit beasts with them, you should be able to meet Xuetu, and then kill them by the way..."

Feng Zan thought in his heart, then nodded lightly:
"You can also..."

After getting Feng Zan's reply, Tang Qian'er and Muchen showed a relaxed look on their faces, after all Feng Zan's strength is so powerful.

"With Big Brother Feng here, our team must be number one!"

Tang Qian'er happily raised her hands and cheered.

"Tang Qian'er, be quiet!"

Master Mo, who was talking about precautions, was interrupted by Tang Qian'er's voice, lowered his head slightly, and said in a deep voice.

Attracting the attention of other students around, seeing dozens of heads turning around at the same time, Tang Qian'er covered her mouth and showed an apologetic smile:
"Promise not to speak again, Master Mo, please continue to speak..."

After admitting his mistake and apologizing, Tang Qian'er saw Mu Chen who was giggling next to him, angrily kicked Mu Chen, and said angrily:

"Laugh at you big head!"

"All right... I'll hold back..."

Muchen waved his hand quickly, wiping the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes, it was so funny, Muchen really couldn't help it.

Feng Zan stirred the bonfire in front of him with a calm face, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Oh... I don't know how Erika is doing now..."

……

……

After giving instructions for more than half an hour, Master Mo himself was a little dry, but seeing that these students were listening very carefully, he felt that it was worth it.

"If you want to get good grades, work well with your peers.

With your current strength, you must take some cooperation in order to be able to thrive on the periphery of the Beiling Plain. "

"Yes!"

Many students responded in unison.

"After hunting the spirit beasts, don't forget to collect the spirits. Although the spirits of the low-level spirit beasts will not be refined by those in the spirit realm, it is the standard used to evaluate your achievements."

Those in the Soul Realm have the ability to refine the soul of spirit beasts. With the strength of these students, it is obviously impossible for ordinary spirit beasts to be favored by them.

"Have a good rest tonight, I will personally watch for you..."

"Yes……"

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The next morning

There was some white mist in the deep forest on the outskirts of Beilingyuan, and occasionally a few roars of spirit beasts could be heard, constantly circling in the deep forest.

More than a dozen teams quickly dispersed, heading in different directions, looking for the hunted spirit beast.

Feng Zan's team took the lead with Feng Zan, and Mu Chen was in the back, so that Tang Qian'er was in a safe position in the middle.

Such a simple formation should be able to cope with a certain level of spirit beast raids.

The three of them walked in the deep forest outside Beilingyuan. The wind burial here has been here many times, so the terrain is still very familiar.

After advancing for about half an hour, Feng Zan suddenly stopped.

"what happened?"

Seeing Feng Zan stop, Mu Chen asked with some doubts.

Tang Qian'er was a little dazed, and pointed to the distance, where more than a dozen spirit beasts were staring at them closely, as if they were about to charge up and tear them into pieces.

Those spirit beasts were blood red all over, with a black horn on their foreheads. The creatures that looked like tigers and pigs were staring at them closely, and the ear-piercing humming sounds kept coming out.

"Eighteen blood pigs and tigers, this is a bit tricky..."

Following the direction Tang Qian'er pointed out, Mu Chen looked over, with a serious expression on his face.

This kind of spirit beast alone may not be very threatening. Mu Chen can easily deal with two of them by himself, but it is a bit difficult to please four of them. If ten of them attack together, Mu Chen will definitely run away.

"What should I do? Is it running?"

Tang Qian'er touched Mu Chen's arm, and asked in a low voice.

Mu Chen looked at Feng Zang in front of him, and was just about to say something, but Feng Zan spoke first.

"There are too many spirit beasts?"

Hearing this, Mu Chen nodded and replied:
"Eighteen blood pigs and tigers are really difficult. My current strength can only deal with four..."

After hearing Mu Chen's reply, Feng Zang nodded thoughtfully, looked at the dozen or so spirit beasts approaching ahead, and said with a smile:
"In this case, I will help you reach a balance..."

As soon as the words fell, a jet-black streamer flew out, and turned into a jet-black long knife on Feng Zun's right hand.

"Secret Sword, Yan Fan!"

Feng Zang muttered inwardly, and then mobilized his body's spiritual power, the magic knife Qianren held tightly in his right hand suddenly turned slightly to the side, and countless jet-black energies wrapped around the body of the magic knife Qianren.

Stepping on the ground with his right foot, Feng Zang's body flew out like a cannonball, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground and flying them around.

A "dividing line" suddenly appeared in the middle of the ground covered by leaves, and at the same time, a black light shot out, and three jet-black sword auras appeared.

And when those blood pigs and tigers sensed Feng Zan's killing intent towards them, they all became a little manic.

The blood pig tiger in the lead raised its head and howled, and then took a step that shook the ground, like a red laser light.

Charged towards the wind burial, after having the "leading pig", the other dozen blood pigs and tigers also howled one after another, with the momentum of the earth shaking and mountains shaking, and a burst of gray smoke.Rush to the wind burial.

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"Brother Feng will be all right?"

Seeing the battle that was about to collide, Tang Qian'er clasped her palms worriedly, and asked Mu Chen beside her.

Although she had seen Mu Chen fight with spirit beasts in the Soul Realm, the spirit beast was seriously injured at that time, so Feng Zhe could kill it easily, but now there are really no more than a dozen spirit beasts in his hand charging at the same time .

"Don't worry about it, I'm not bragging to you, in the spiritual road, Brother Feng's name is well known.

He never does anything he is not sure of. Isn't the result of the battle coming out immediately? "

Muchen smiled slightly and comforted Tang Qian'er.

Ever since entering this Beilingyuan, Mu Chen has never seen any other expressions on Feng Zan's face, it seems that this is just an ordinary forest.

In a blink of an eye, the fourteen blood pigs and tigers rushing to the front instantly turned into a puddle of minced meat and fell on the ground, even their bones were cut into pieces.

The blood dyed this area blood red, Feng Zan tightly held the magic knife Qian Ren in his hand, turned his head, with a trace of blood on his cheek, smiled and said to Mu Chen and Tang Qian'er:
"Isn't this a balance?"

(End of this chapter)