Fellow Taoist: Do you have any spiritual stones on you?

"Damn it, what are you looking at? I've never seen such a handsome green bull?"

Qingniu stood upright and walked on two feet. He was wearing a pair of floral pants similar to beach pants. His whole body was glowing with green light and his muscles were exploding.

This strange appearance caused all the disciples of the Fa Xing Sect to look at him in astonishment.

"Junior brother, the look in your eyes tells me that you are looking down on Grandpa Niu!"

Qingniu looked fierce, grabbing a disciple by the collar, lifting him up, and waving his fists as big as sandbags.

“Don’t dare, don’t dare—” The disciple’s face turned pale with fright, and he kept saying don’t dare, don’t dare.

"Hmph——, since your strength is low now, of course you don't dare. When your strength becomes high, it won't be possible."

Qingniu said something viciously, slapped the disciple to the ground, and then started to rub the other's storage ring.

Not only that, but he also took off all the accessories, robes, boots, etc. from the other party...

Looking at the disciple who was running away in embarrassment with only his underwear left, Gu Feng suddenly felt in a trance. His proficiency was not much better than what he used to do back then.

"Hmph, let's see who dares to look at Grandpa Niu strangely." Qing Niu hummed, then walked up to Gu Feng with a smile on his face.

"Master, do you think there is anything you like inside?"

Gu Feng shook his head, "Keep it for yourself first, and then exchange it for spiritual veins and give it to me later."

"Okay!" Qingniu nodded heavily, then opened his mouth and sucked in all the items, including the storage ring, into his belly.

Qingniu possesses three major magical powers: invincible human shield, extreme speed of light, and universe within his belly.

These three magical powers, inherited from his ancestors, are the supreme magical powers that ensure that he becomes the only mount for the emperors of all generations to mount in battle.

Gu Feng didn't believe this at first, but after Qing Niu explained it, Gu Feng became convinced.

The invincible human shield protects the body, and the sword is not attached to the body, which ensures that the emperor will not worry about the life of the mount under his butt during the battle.

The extreme speed of light ensures that the Emperor can dominate the entire battlefield.

As for the universe inside his belly, that was awesome. While fighting and collecting battlefield resources, even he himself couldn't tell how much space his belly could hold.

In short, in my memory, my ancestors have never filled it up.

There was a frivolous whistle in his ears. When Gu Feng raised his eyes, his face immediately darkened.

"You beauties, would you like a bullwhip that's thousands of years old? It's free..."

As soon as these words came out, all the female disciples blushed and dispersed.

All in all, Qing Niu is not bad. The only thing that Gu Feng can't stand is that he likes to tease female cultivators.

Of course, he was just teasing her verbally, and he didn't dare to let him have sex.

In his words, Lao Niu, I have no problem with my sexual orientation. I only love cows in my life.

He often teases female nuns in order to exercise his face, so as not to miss the opportunity when he meets true love because of his thin skin.

He was like a bodyguard, following Gu Feng like a shadow, his eyes as big as copper bells paying attention to what was going on around him all the time.

The two soon came to a palace complex.

This underground tunnel is flowing with abundant spiritual power. From time to time, there are spirit beasts neighing and even spiritual springs gurgling.

"A treasured land for cultivation!"

Gu Feng couldn't help but admire, Fa Xing Sect was worthy of being the top of the nine elder sects in the Hundred Sects Alliance.

The current leader of the alliance also comes from this sect.

"Master, Lao Niu first goes and takes a look at where the eleven series of palaces are located!"

Lao Niu likes to take credit, so he rushed into the palace complex before Gu Feng agreed.

After a few breaths, he returned to Gu Feng's side.

"Master, there are only ten sequence palaces here!"

This result was expected by Gu Feng.

"It's interesting. There are only ten sequence palaces among the eleven sequences. This official Xingtian is good at using tricks!"

Gu Feng chuckled lightly, not caring, and walked forward with Qingniu.

"Stop here!"

After taking a few steps, he was stopped by two true disciples.

The two of them have high cultivation levels and are almost at the peak of the Dao Palace Realm. However, they are older and can only succumb to the lower ranks.

After all, what matters in sequence is talent. Just like Yu Qiuyun, he is very young and his cultivation is not conspicuous in the Qinglian Sword Sect, but he is the undisputed first rank in the Qinglian Sword Sect.

"Master, they are deliberately looking for trouble. When Lao Niu entered just now, he had not seen them yet!" Qing Niu said angrily.

"It's not obvious!" Gu Feng shrugged nonchalantly.

"Two junior brothers, I am the eleventh rank of the Faxing Sect." Gu Feng stepped forward and raised his hands towards the two of them.

"The eleventh sequence?" The true disciple on the left looked confused.

The true successor on the right said coldly: "Everyone knows that all the sects in the Hundred Sects Alliance only have ten ranks. Is there any evidence to prove that you are the eleventh rank of our Faxing Sect? "

His voice was loud and attracted many Fa Xing Sect disciples.

Everyone was whispering, as if watching a good show.

The eleventh rank of Faxing Sect is well known to everyone. I am afraid that a certain rank may not like it and deliberately sends people to embarrass him.

Of course Gu Feng has the sequence token, but if he shows it now, it will become a joke. In a few hours, it will be spread throughout the Hundred Sect Alliance: Gu Feng was stopped outside the sequence palace and relied on the token to enter it. .

Qing Niu beside him raised his arms and wanted to fight, but Gu Feng stopped him with one hand.

Under the interested gazes of everyone, Gu Feng walked forward slowly with a smile on his face, and walked straight to the two true disciples who were blocking the way.

"Certificate? Of course!" Gu Feng grinned, showing two rows of big white teeth.

"Then show me. If you can prove that you are the eleventh rank of Faxing Sect, you can naturally enter, but this bull demon still has to stay outside." The true disciple on the left said proudly.

The true disciple on the right has his nostrils pointed upward, his eyes stern, and there is a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Gu Feng's fingers were touched lightly on the storage ring, and a silver leather whip appeared in his hand.

"This is the certificate!"

Before the two true disciples could sense it, they felt a burning pain in their foreheads, followed by the pain of tearing their souls apart, making them howl out uncontrollably!

Ah-ah-ah-

Aw——————

Gu Feng swung the magic whip and hit the two of them on the head crazily!

Not long after, the two of them collapsed on the ground, extremely miserable, with bulges all over their heads and faces, foaming at the mouth, and the whites of their eyes occupying their entire eye sockets.

"I dare to ask for proof of this sequence, and you will be blinded!" Gu Feng spat disdainfully, and then motioned to Qingniu behind him to start work.

Everyone felt their eyes twitching. This newcomer, who had just arrived, was very domineering. Not only did he beat two true disciples of the ninth level of Dao Palace to half to death in front of the public, they were all stunned.

He also instigated his mounts to snatch the two of them down to their underpants, and finally sealed their cultivation, hung them upside down, and hung them on a tree with a crooked neck not far away.

"It's a good show. These two true disciples are the descendants of Qiu Zi in the seventh series."

"Fa Xing Sect is destined to be unstable in the future."

"How could there be a future? Wouldn't Qiu Zisheng be here just now?"

"..."

There were whispers in his ears, Gu Feng stopped and turned his head to look somewhere.

There, the disciples automatically stepped out of a passage, and a purple-robed young man with an arrogant expression walked slowly over, surrounded by more than a dozen Taoist palace-level peak figures.

The young man in purple robe is the seventh rank of Faxing Sect, Qiu Zisheng!

He has a jade-like face and a slender figure. He is known as the most handsome man in the Faxing Sect and is the dream lover of countless female cultivators of the Faxing Sect.

He also has another identity, that is, he is one of Qu Yanran's admirers.

Qiu Zisheng's steps were very steady, full of Tao Yun, and he stepped on the ground, making a sound like the beating of a heavy drum.

The disciples with weak cultivation were shocked by the sound of the drum, their faces flushed, and they retreated one after another.

There were a few monks who had just entered the Dao Palace realm and couldn't bear it anymore. They spat out a mouthful of blood to relieve the pressure emanating from Qiu Zisheng.

Although he is also a strong man at the peak of the Dao Palace, he is obviously much higher than the monks behind him.

"I heard that there is an eleventh sequence in our Faxing Sect?"

Qiu Zisheng and Gu Feng stopped three feet away, smiling and looking directly at the two true disciples hanging upside down on the tree with crooked necks, without even looking at them.

His extraordinary bearing attracted everyone's nods, and a large number of female cultivators rushed over just to catch a glimpse of his grace.

"I'm really sorry, what advice do you have?" Gu Feng smiled slightly.

"I heard that you killed Fairy Yanran from Mingyue Palace. This sequence is so familiar with your name that I have always wanted to see you!

Hello——, my name is Qiu Zisheng, the first rank of Faxing Sect! "

Qiu Zisheng spoke calmly and stretched out his hand towards Gu Feng with a slight smile in his eyes.

Gu Feng hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand. Just when he was about to touch the opponent's palm, he turned back and scratched the back of his head.

"Hello, my name is Gu Feng, the same Gu Feng who killed the lover of your dreams!"

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly became quiet!

Looking at Qiu Zisheng, who was always smiling but raising his brows a few times, everyone felt a chill all over their bodies and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

This is a sign that Qiu Zisheng wants to kill someone.

The sequence is Fa Xing Sect, a small group of people who have the privilege of killing.

"This eleventh rank is going to suffer!"

Everyone retreated again and again, and soon a large open space was left.

Qiu Zisheng raised his eyebrows, then retracted his arm and said calmly: "Please allow me to introduce you again. My name is Qiu Zisheng, and I am the Qiu Zisheng who admires Fairy Yanran!"

wow——

Tit for tat!

There was a burst of exclamation all around, it was about to start a fight.

"Hello, Lingou Qiu Zisheng, nice to meet you." Gu Feng curled his lips and extended a friendly hand.

"Haha, Gu Feng, you are the first Faxing Sect disciple who can arouse my anger. I am also very happy to see you!" Qiu Zisheng always had a smile on his face.

I have to say that his quality is indeed high. To be fair, Gu Feng feels inferior to him.

The two stood opposite each other, looking at each other.

Suddenly, a silver leather whip appeared and struck Qiu Zisheng on the head.

The latter ducked and easily avoided it. He quickly raised his brows a few times, and the younger brothers beside him rushed forward silently.

"Your reaction is really fast!" Gu Feng said regretfully, took back the magic whip, looked at the people rushing up, and turned to Qing Niu: "Old Niu, play with them, just now I was thinking about where to stay for the night. Where, now I finally think of it.”

"Yes, Master!"

Qing Niu stepped forward with a sinister smile, waved his sandbag-sized fist, and faced Qiu Zisheng's younger brother.

His attack power is not strong, but his defense power is awesome, and his speed of light can restrain his opponents. In the Dao Palace realm, it is almost impossible to get rid of his entanglement.

"You are not worthy of fighting my master, let's have fun together!"

Qing Niu dodged as if teleporting, came to Qiu Zisheng, and enveloped him.

then--

A shocking scene happened.

Qiu Zisheng, the seventh rank of the Faxing Sect, and a group of his disciples at the peak of the Dao Palace Realm were entangled by a green bull and could not escape.

"Kill this old cow for me!"

After several failed attempts to break out, Qiu Zisheng finally became angry, and his face was no longer as calm as before.

Although the scene was a one-sided violence, it was still a battle with Gu Feng's mount, which made him furious and felt that his face was shattered.

"Old Niu, are you okay?"

Gu Feng sat aside, drinking spiritual wine, and asked loudly.

"Master, men can't ask if it's OK. I'm a great old cow. I'm going to trample these clowns under my feet."

Lao Niu's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he had to withstand hundreds of attacks every time he breathed. Despite this, his tone was still arrogant.

"Okay, then you can play with them for a few days. When you are tired, go to the seventh sequence of the palace, where we will live."

"okay!"

Anger, unprecedented anger!

Ru Guanyu's face was flushed. Qiu Zisheng's attack power was no less than that of any first-level cultivator in the Ten Thousand Dharma Realm, but the Qing Niu opposite him was like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, always pestering him.

The key is that he is so fast that even if you blow him away, he can catch up in an instant and entangle you again.

Looking at Gu Feng's retreating figure and the surprised expressions of the disciples around him.

Qiu Zisheng felt his face burning!

The battle seemed endless and lasted until the sun went down.

When he sensed that the seventh sequence of palaces had changed hands, he was completely stunned.

His eyes were red and he looked up to the sky and screamed!

what! ! ! ! !

give me death! !

"Why are you shouting? Old Niu, I'm not tired yet. The master ordered me to play with you for a few days. It will take at least seven days, even if I lose a breath!" Qing Niu shouted arrogantly.

"If you can get Grandpa Niu's battle guidance, your ancestral graves will be smoking all day and night!"

To be continued————————————————