Chapter 408

Song Fei has just experienced the pain of regret. He didn't expect happiness to fall from the sky so soon, which made him dizzy.

"Husband, the ninth floor of the high tower, come quickly." the voice of Jun wanshuang came from the jade slip. It was different from the first time. This time, Jun wanshuang's speech was much more stable and no longer anxious.

Song Fei looked up at the sky. There were strong enemies above his head.

But now their eyes are no longer focused on Song Fei, but began to look around and look for the figure of "master".

An ice shield can resist the attack of everyone, especially Li Xiaoyao, who is infinitely close to the mysterious realm, which makes everyone's heart begin to dignify. If there are strong people in the xuanjing realm, they can't play cards according to the rules. Then go to the sect and invite super experts to kill them on the spot.

Taking advantage of the opportunity that people's attention was not focused on themselves, Song Fei showed Feng Dun and immediately turned into a series of residual shadows rising into the sky.

"Don't run, boy." Murong fire stopped.

"Stay for me." Zhong Li drank coldly.

The two shot at the same time.

Li Xiaoyao didn't move. The Super Master who could surpass Song Fei just stood calmly in the air. Others didn't care about Song Fei. For most of the top talents, the enemy hidden in the dark is the most terrible.

The two of them used Taoist weapons to stop Song Fei's Dragon and tiger tripod.

At the same time, Jun wanshuang's voice came again from Song Fei's jade slip: "husband, just fly up and I'll help you." as her voice fell, two ice shields suddenly formed in front of Murong fire and Zhong Li, resisting their newly generated spells in front of themselves without crossing the ice shield.

Song Fei rose into the sky and flew to the top of the nine storey tower.

On the edge of the ninth floor, Jun wanshuang stood tall and graceful. Her white clothes set off the beautiful woman very beautiful, like a fairy on the nine days, as if she was going to go by the wind.

Song Fei finally falls on Jun wanshuang's side. Seeing Jun wanshuang's calm face, his heart immediately loosens.

The huge ninth floor tower is as open as the Great Hall of the people, and many talismans are carved on the walls of the tower. Song Fei's pupils shrank inexplicably when he saw these complex talismans.

"Husband also found it?" Jun wanshuang smiled.

"Daofu. There are Daofu inside this tower." Song Fei was surprised.

"This palace is the holy thing of my first generation of saints, Guanghan palace." Jun wanshuang smiled. "This is a top-grade palace Taoist instrument. This tower can also be used alone. If it is alone, it is a medium Taoist instrument, and it is also an attack medium Taoist instrument."

"The best Taoist weapon is indeed the best Taoist weapon." Song Fei's heart is full of joy.

After simply looking at the talisman, Song Fei turned his eyes to the six young monks lying in the tower. These people were imprisoned and unable to move. They were staring at Song Fei with angry eyes.

Jun wanshuang smiled happily and said, "I'm a prisoner. How about it."

"Very good." Song Fei gently took her shoulder.

Jun wanshuang then put six storage rings on Song Fei's hand and whispered, "everything about me will be kept by you in the future."

These storage rings can obviously be kept by Jun wanshuang. In the cultivation world, many people betrayed their relatives, lovers, friends and teachers for the sake of treasure.

However, Jun wanshuang handed over his own things to Song Fei without reservation, which made Song Fei's heart full of deep emotion.

If you get a girl like this, you can't ask for it.

On the square in the palace, the disciples of all major sects began to focus on Song Fei and Jun wanshuang. They vaguely felt that this matter might be related to Song Fei and Jun wanshuang.

"Husband, hurry up and refine this saint's order." Jun wanshuang suddenly handed over a token that seemed to be carved from solid ice and eagerly said to Song Fei.

"Saint order?" Song Fei immediately understood Jun wanshuang's meaning. "This is the core of controlling Guanghan palace?"

"Yes, the Guanghan palace needs to contact the saint order, and I found it under an opportunity. My husband refining quickly, and someone is robbing the treasures in other palaces." Jun wanshuang said eagerly.

"Ding Dong, I found tianque palace. It can exchange 85 million points. Do you want to exchange it?"

At this time, a prompt came from the divine exchange system in his mind. Song Fei was surprised and understood that Jun wanshuang relieved his control of tianque palace and gave it to himself.

This is a top-grade Taoist weapon. Even if it is a first-class sect, it will be regarded as the best treasure. Jun wanshuang gives it to herself without hesitation, which can only show that in her heart, her friendship for herself is more important than her own fairyland in the future.

This heavy friendship filled my heart with emotion and pressure.

She gave everything to herself unreservedly. How can she repay this friendship and trust. Can you afford it?

Song Fei didn't say anything. He just held Jun wanshuang's hand tightly and stared at her in silence.

Surprisingly, Jun wanshuang actually understood Song Fei's eyes, and a soft and happy smile appeared on his face: "you will keep me for a lifetime in the future."

"Never give up for a lifetime." Song Fei also smiled. This is not only a commitment to her, but also a requirement for himself, a commitment engraved in the depths of his heart.

"Well, never give up, forever." Jun wanshuang's face showed a blush, leaned his head on Song Fei's shoulder and whispered, "they're coming up."

At this moment, Song Fei refined the saint's order handed over by Jun wanshuang. The whole scene in the palace was filled in his mind. As long as he wanted, he could see any corner of the palace.

There are many good things left in each hall and room. For example, in a huge palace, the ice path magic of the first generation of saints is carved.

Three friars were scraping the wall carved with the ice road spell with their flying swords, trying to dig away the wall with their skills. In the rest of the palaces, there are some wonderful runes, but I don't know what the runes do.

But in any case, these are Song Fei's wealth. How can they search wantonly?

"Boom." the whole palace trembled. It was not only a palace, but also a top-grade Taoist instrument. Even if it was a dragon and tiger tripod for alchemy, it could exert extremely powerful power, let alone a top-grade Taoist instrument.

The difference between Dao and Qi is one order, and the power of the difference is very huge. At the moment, Song Fei has a feeling that the world is in my hand.

"Boom." as Song Fei's mental power came into being, the mana immediately poured out into the surrounding palace.

In a room similar to the living room in Guanghan palace, three disciples of Tianji gate took a fancy to a copper mirror hanging in the middle and were cutting it with flying swords.

However, at this time, an inexplicable force was generated in the room. After the three disciples of Tianji gate felt this great force, their pupils widened instantly, their magic power was imprisoned, and their bodies were pulled out by inexplicable force and flew to a huge tower on the edge of the Palace Square.

As soon as Li Xiaoyao and others flew to the top of the nine storey tower, they found that the mourning of monks came from all rooms in the palace. Then they found that the disciples who had just entered the palace and searched for them were photographed by inexplicable forces and flew towards a relatively small building.

Li Xiaoyao suddenly felt something wrong.

On the edge of the ninth floor of the nine story tower, Song Fei pinned his hands behind him, looked at the top experts of the major sects in front of him, and said with a loud smile: "hand over your storage ring, Rao Er will not die."

"Boy, don't think we'll be afraid of you with the support of experts. Go to hell." Zhong Li stabbed in the direction of Song Fei with a long golden gun.

Song Fei was just a little empty. A spirit was formed in front of Zhong Li. It seemed that he had invisible energy, but he directly shot Zhong Li out of the gun.

Song Fei said coldly again, "hand over the storage ring and I'll let you go."

Knowing that these people were sent in by old monsters, Song Fei didn't dare to kill himself. His sect was still too small. It was OK to make a small fuss. It wouldn't cause those first-class sect old monsters to fight. If he killed too much, he didn't have the strength to fight against so many first-class sects.

Moreover, Song Fei's goal also lies in their storage rings. Killing or not killing is not very good for practical interests.

When Zhong Li fell to the ground, he flew up again. Everyone saw that his face seemed to be distorted angrily. The long gun in his hand stabbed out again. A dragon roar came from the long gun. The virtual shadow of a dragon composed of light and shadow formed on the long gun, as if it was about to manifest.

The golden light and shadow dragon appeared in front of Zhong Li and roared upward. The huge dragon covered half of the sky, and the whole huge tower was shrouded by the dragon.

"Unexpectedly, you have understood the Dragon golden spear decision of your Taoist Xuanzong." someone in wanjian mountain villa said in a deep voice, "someone has practiced the prefecture level medium-grade magic, and it is still the medium-grade magic cast with Taoist instruments."

The magic that can be combined with Taoist instruments is naturally much more powerful than using Taoist instruments alone. For example, after Zhong Li uses Taoist instruments and Jinxuan gun to cast this magic, it is much more powerful than Song Fei's simple use of dragon and tiger tripod.

Zhong Li's unique skill has changed the color of many talented disciples. Even Murong Huo, who has always been arrogant, has a strong fear when looking at Zhong Li.

The strength of Zhong Li at this moment is much stronger than that of Song Fei just now. This man is so deep.