The scorching sun broke through the night and scattered its light on the earth.

it's dawn.

The sheep's intestines path radiates vibrant green under the sunlight.

Zheng Feiyue stepped on the attractive green, walked to he Changlao's face, still holding a portrait in his hand, compared it, and nodded to verify his body.

"You must have guessed that this is a trap. Wang Po didn't, and your reinforcements ran away. It's natural to protect yourself, but it's hard for you, an abandoned son." Zheng Feiyue said.

Elder he also knew that the situation was over and said with a bitter smile, "there's no need to engage in such a big battle?"

"I have my reason for doing things," Zheng Feiyue put away his portrait. "My people should have told you to hand over xuanjing and spare you from death."

Elder he gritted his teeth and said, "what xuanjing, I don't know!"

Zheng Feiyue came forward, obviously a pair of handsome faces, but it made elder he feel countless coldness in his heart.

"You should know my means. Ming Wang Zong can't protect you. Even if you don't say it, the two people you bring will say it. Just be calm and don't waste everyone's time."

Elder he gritted his teeth and said, "I really don't know what you're talking about."

Zheng Feiyue waved his hand and said, "cut this he surnamed, go to the market and buy some xuanjing to plant him. By the way, I bought the two unconscious disciples to give a confession. I'll be sent to the magic weapon sect."

"Wait! Wait!"

Boss he Chang is shocked. Zheng Feiyue is so vicious that he is so skilled in planting and framing!

Zheng Feiyue said, "up to now, if you want to live, there is only one way. Hand over xuanjing, admit all your crimes, and honestly go to the magic weapon sect to make atonement with me."

Elder he was frightened and said, "if I don't go, I will die."

"Don't worry, they won't." Zheng Feiyue smiled and took elder he's shoulder. He was as close as a friend for many years. "If you die, how can the magic weapon sect find the bad luck of the Ming Wang sect?"

He Changlao, like a drowning man, caught the last straw and nodded repeatedly: "yes, yes, I'm dead without proof. There's a glimmer of vitality with the magic weapon sect."

"That's right."

Zheng Feiyue patted him on the shoulder and asked people to take Ming wangzong three people and continue to move towards Tieshi city.

meanwhile.

After receiving the news of Zheng Feiyue, the magic ware sect immediately dispatched a large number of disciples to surround the mountain of Juyi League.

Mingqi personally led the team and shouted at the mountain: "listen, the cubs of Juyi League, you have committed a heinous crime by robbing me xuanjing. Those who know the truth will come out and surrender, otherwise they will level your mountain!"

Juyi League.

Duan Qifeng and some of his men had just come back and were about to pack up and run away, but the army of the magic weapon sect surrounded the Mountain Gate as if they had pinched the time.

All his men panicked.

"Everybody, what should I do?"

Duan Qifeng clenched his teeth and said, "fortunately, I was ready to pull the two disciples of Mingqi to the gate and tell the old man that if you want to watch your beloved die, you can attack the mountain!"

Soon, Tieyi and Tieli, Tieyi's younger martial brother, were pulled to the gate.

A fugitive of the Juyi League shouted, "old man, do you recognize these two people?"

When Mingqi saw that his two disciples were still alive, he was really surprised and happy. He roared: "young boy, if you dare to hurt my disciples, I will let you stay!"

The fugitive laughed and said, "anyway, both sides are dead. It's worth your life to kill these two people first and then fight for me!"

"Exactly!"

"Hahaha, kill two people to sacrifice the flag first!"

"I have a cheap life, kill one enough, and kill two to make money!"

Most of these people are fugitives. Few people are afraid when they die. With hostages in hand, the morale of the Juyi League is even higher than that of the magic weapon sect.

Mingqi is not good at dealing with this kind of scene. He smashes his fist angrily. The lovely disciple is on the mountain. He really doesn't have the courage to give the order to attack the mountain.

The situation was thus deadlocked.

On the other hand, Zheng Feiyue also led the team to Tieshi city.

The leader of the magic weapon sect greeted him personally.

Zheng Feiyue submitted elder he, and there were all kinds of certified physical evidence.

Headmaster Mo asked someone to take elder he down and personally took Zheng Feiyue to a secret place where a man from the six main sects was waiting for Zheng Feiyue.

When Zheng Feiyue saw Wang Po again, he could hardly believe his eyes.

Wang Po is still that Wang Po, but it is no longer the former Wang Po.

When the immovable demon body awakens, a monster has been created after piles of earth magic pills and heaven magic pills are smashed down.

Wang Po stood there, his body seemed to contain a small sun, or nuclear fusion reactor, more precisely, his eyes were like lightning, and there were coke marks in his eyes.

All of the above are just breaking through and not yet fully mastering the power in the body.

"I've seen the shopkeeper!"

When Wang Po saw Zheng Feiyue, he was also very excited and hurriedly saluted.

Zheng Feiyue was pleased and said, "it's good. In the later stage of returning to emptiness, the demon king's body was really powerful. Even I didn't dare to look directly at it."

Wang po said with a smile: "the shopkeeper is joking. I heard that you have got a new merit treasure. Even Wang Xiaohua is not your opponent. The first person in the whole way deserves his name."

"Well, we don't need to boast. Is the pill enough?" Zheng Feiyue asked.

When dealing with immovable demon body, pill is a barrier that can't be bypassed.

When Wang Po heard the speech, the smile on his face gradually disappeared and said, "last time you sent 500 bottles of Tianmo pill, I thought it was enough. Now it seems too optimistic."

"Not enough?"

Zheng Feiyue looked tight.

Wang po said with a wry smile: "there are less than a hundred bottles left. At most, I can't go further, and... And..."

"And what?"

Wang Po's mouth was bitter: "you need more advanced pill than Tianmo pill!"

Zheng Feiyue was silent.

Tianmo pill is already the most advanced Pill on the market. It is more valuable and more powerful than Tianmo pill. Yes, each sect has more or less ancient prescriptions and can refine some rare things.

However, due to the alchemy technology and the scarcity of materials, there is no possibility of mass production of these pills.

But the devil's body breakthrough depends on a large amount of medicine. One or two is meaningless.

Wang Po also knew that it was too difficult. He scratched his head and said, "after the demon king's body broke through the Tao period, you can rely on the heaven and earth environment for cultivation. The speed is not slow. The difficulty is to break through this ridge. If you want to get through quickly, you can only take strong medicine!"

"I see. Leave the medicine to me. You don't have to think too much. Just practice."

Zheng Feiyue smiled bitterly. He once said a joke: if you eat like this, I'll use the elixir.

Now a word becomes a proverb!

Wang Po has received too many surprises from Zheng Feiyue and has developed blind trust. At the moment, when he heard that Zheng Feiyue has a way, he has no doubt at all. He grinned and said, "I'll break through the good news from the shopkeeper as soon as possible and help you share your worries as soon as possible."

That's warm.

Zheng Feiyue smiled: "it's worth my efforts for you. By the way, have you ever felt something wrong during your cultivation in the magic weapon sect?"