I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

"Nalan Rong actually ordered in advance that these big bandits can deal with other saints, but not the saints of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations?" Qin Feng was very surprised when he saw this message.

Before that, the Saintess of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations approached him many times, saying that she wanted to join forces with him to deal with Nalan Rong, because she suspected that Nalan Rong was the one who killed the Son of the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

Now, from the consciousness of these big bandits, he discovered that Nalan Rong didn't allow these subordinates to take action against the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

It's very weird.

"It seems that the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations wanted to unite with me to deal with Nalan Rong, but she was not so innocent." Qin Feng muttered to himself.

He vaguely guessed that this was probably a conspiracy planned by the saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations.

On the surface, the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations wanted to unite with him to deal with Nalan Rong, but she was actually trying to get his attention.

Qin Feng had suspected the Saintess of the Valley of Myriad Tribulations, but now that he got the news, he had to be more vigilant.

After that, he continued to check the consciousness of these big bandits, but he didn't get much useful things anymore.

"Pfft..."

Qin Feng pointed out with a sword light, ending the lives of all the big bandits.

Then he left this place and flew towards the distance.

Only a group of monks were left here, looking at the vast jungle that had turned into barrenness, and the drunken corpses falling from the sky, their expressions became more and more exciting.

"I really didn't expect that Qin Feng's strength would be so terrifying. He definitely has the ability to stand shoulder to shoulder with many Saint Child level figures."

"The Ancestral Dragon's Nest this time will definitely be exciting!"

Everyone talked a lot, and they were shocked by Qin Feng's performance today.

When Qin Feng beheaded Nalanyou last time, the strength he displayed had already surpassed the expectations of most monks, and now it was even beyond their imagination.

However, these monks did not stay here for too long.

Inside the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, there were countless opportunities. They didn't want to waste time, so they dispersed one after another.

Soon, there will be no one here.

.....

For the next half a day, Qin Feng's figure shuttled in the ancestral dragon's lair, continuously collecting various spiritual herbs that contained dragon energy, and beheading the magical beasts that had absorbed the dragon energy.

A lot of harvest, all piled up in the system space.

It's just that during this half day, Qin Feng discovered another problem. The Zulong's nest is much bigger than he imagined, and there is a law of space in it.

From the outside, the Zulong nest is big enough.

But the actual territory is at least twenty or thirty times larger than it looks on the outside.

During Qin Feng's half-day period, not only did he not encounter any other missions at the Holy Child level, he also didn't even hear any relevant information from other monks.

After all, this ancestral dragon's lair is too big, the number of monks is scattered, and the focus is on looking for various opportunities, and monks continue to fall and be killed, so it is difficult to spread the news.

As time went on, night fell in the sky.

Qin Feng didn't wander around anymore.

The first time he entered the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, he didn't know if there would be any danger at night, so he decided to find a place first and absorb the magic core and spirit grass that he had collected that contained dragon energy.

Let's see if we can condense the soul of the seventh Nine Heavens Holy Dragon.

Soon, Qin Feng found a secluded cave, which was very secret, and there was no strong beast aura nearby.

He probed with his divine sense, and after confirming that there was no danger inside, he went in.

Qin Feng took out a large pile of spiritual herbs and magic cores and placed them around, while he himself sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Huh..."

With the operation of the Longevity Art in Qin Feng's body, the dragon energy contained in the surrounding spirit grass and magic core floated out in strands, and began to enter his body along his breath and skin.

Soon it will surround him.

In the faint, there is also the sound of dragon chant, faintly resounding.

The night was getting darker.

Inside the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, it was no quieter than during the day.

The sound of fierce battles was earth-shattering, and the collision of spiritual energy shattered the void.

There are often huge ferocious beasts walking in the dense forest, and every step they take, the ground shakes and the mountains shake, which is very terrifying.

Even, in a distant place, there was the sound of dragon chant. It is not known whether a divine dragon was born, or the ancient medicine that absorbed a lot of dragon energy was being promoted.

Fortunately, none of this affected Qin Feng.

...

In the blink of an eye, it was the second morning.

The sun rises, and the warm rays of the sun pour down, dispelling the chill of the night.

Qin Feng slowly opened his eyes. The surrounding magic cores had lost their luster, like ordinary stones. As for the spirit grasses, they had completely withered.

"We still haven't been able to condense the seventh dragon soul. It's still too slow to just absorb the dragon energy in these spirit grasses and demon cores." Qin Feng shook his head slightly disappointed.

He got up slowly, walked out of the cave, and prepared to find those ancient medicines that were old, or those truly powerful monsters.

"Huh..."

Qin Feng's figure turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away, a chase is taking place.

A green dragon with scales all over its body, with two horns growing on the top of its head, looks like a legendary dragon, and there are thunder and lightning crackling on the horns.

Although its body is huge, its flying speed is still very fast. Wherever it passes, the huge airflow generated easily crushes the towering ancient trees below, leaving a spacious road in the dense forest.

And the two people it was chasing were Chu Xianxian and Tang Rui.

"Help! What's going on, the two of us just glanced at it, why it keeps chasing us."

Tang Rui yelled, "It's already more than 200 miles away."

His cultivation base is not strong, much weaker than Chu Xianxian.

But there are many treasures on his body, not only the shoes under his feet, there are patterns running, even the clothes are also shining with light from the patterns.

Even the ring on his hand and the jade pendant on his waist were shining brightly, which greatly increased his speed.

If it wasn't for this, he would have already been the lunch of Qing Jiao behind him.

"How do I know what's going on? Even if we accidentally broke into its territory, it shouldn't be so angry!" Chu Xianxian's face was also a little pale.

This Qingjiao is powerful, already comparable to a strong man in the Creation Realm, she is far from being an opponent.

The reason why she has not been caught up to now is entirely because of the Nine Nether Cold Spirit Sword under her feet.

"Ken... there must be some treasure on you that attracted him." Tang Rui said out of breath.

"I picked some spiritual herbs in the Ancestral Dragon's Nest, and picked up a bunch of rags left by previous monks. How can there be any treasures!"

Chu Xianxian categorically denied it, and said, "You have so many treasures, it must be your problem."

"After I entered here, I didn't even pick the spirit grass. The treasures on my body were saved by my uncle. How could I attract this green dragon?" Tang Rui didn't believe it.