Qin Feng did not seem to hear Zhao Lei's harsh words and stood still. Zhao Lei felt a little guilty. He had deliberately announced his realm to intimidate Qin Feng, but from Qin Feng's reaction, he could tell that Zhao Lei did not take him seriously at all.
"Brat, you can become a Pill King at such a young age, and your cultivation is not bad. You can be considered a genius among geniuses. I will let you live, so hurry up and scram. "
Zhao Lei pretended to be strong, but in his heart, he was already thinking of retreating. He could not fathom Qin Feng's realm. He could kill a Sixth Realm Saint King with one palm, so how could he be easy to deal with?
"Ha! Are you kidding me? I'm the one who wants to kill you now! "Qin Feng looked at Zhao Li as if he was looking at an idiot.
"Damn it, you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. Do you really think you can kill me?"
Zhao Lei was furious. He was a Ninth Realm Saint King, so how could he be led by the nose by Qin Feng?
Boom!
With a roar, Zhao Lei leaped into the air and swung the machete in his hand, causing the air in front of him to explode violently.
Zhao Lei did not hold back in this attack, releasing all the aura of an Early Ninth Realm Saint King. However, Qin Feng stood still and did not dodge. When the wind from the machete hit him, he casually thrust it into the air. Stab!
Stab! Stab!
Thousands of red spear radiance shot out like flying arrows, and the airflow formed by the machete was instantly broken. Zhao Lei's expression changed dramatically as he felt the aura of death rapidly approaching him. He swung his machete and wanted to continue attacking, but before the second slash landed, his body suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Boom!
An explosion spread.
Zhao Lei raised the machete high above his head and looked at Qin Feng in disbelief as if someone had cast a Body Freezing Spell on him. One of the spirit equipment armor on his body began to shatter, and the fragments fell to the ground. Cracks also appeared on the clothes inside, and even his skin began to split open. Finally, like a burst of fireworks, the flesh and blood scattered everywhere.
Qin Feng put away the Rainbow Demon Storm Spear, not looking at the pool of blood.
An Early Ninth Realm Saint King died just like that. He could not even withstand one move from Qin Feng.
This battle had surprised Qin Feng. He had not expected himself to be so powerful. Although he was aware that he could kill a Ninth Level Saint King Realm Early Stage cultivator, he did not expect it to be so easy.
In Qin Feng's eyes, Zhao Lei and the other three were nothing more than ants. After killing them, Qin Feng didn't stop for even a moment. He turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the forest.
The islands on the God Falling Sea were like spring all year round, and the rain was plentiful. The trees here were lush, and the flowers and plants were overgrown. The Spirit Qi here was extremely rich. Many cultivators didn't even come here to look for treasures. Instead, they were stuck at a bottleneck and specifically came to this place with rich spiritual energy to find an opportunity to break through.
However, this kind of spiritual energy density was not attractive to Qin Fen. Currently, he had thrown 25 million high-grade spirit stones into his Astral World, which covered an area of more than 25,000 square meters. The spiritual energy density was much higher than on the island.
Qin Fen came to the God Perishing Ocean to search for treasures, and his main objective was to collect various medicinal ingredients for alchemy. Actually, he had swindled quite a number of spiritual herbs from the Dragonrise Merchant Guild this time. However, perhaps because Long Aotian had long been on guard against him, even though those spiritual herbs were precious, the highest grade could only be used to refine the Primary Transformation Pill. As for medicinal herbs that were Level Four Imperial Pills and above, there were none at all, let alone Immortal Herbs.
Before Qin Feng came to the Fallen God Sea, Sister Hong told him that there were many spiritual herbs on the island, and if he was lucky, he could even find immortal herbs. Immortal grasses were essential ingredients for refining Grade Eight Immortal Pills. They could only be found by chance in the entire Divine Continent.
Whoosh!
Qin Fen casually waved his hand and several fireblades were thrown out. A few colorful snakes that were about to ambush him were instantly burned to ashes.
Along the way, he had encountered no less than twenty waves of attacks. However, most of the beasts on the island had migrated, and most of the beasts that remained were below Tier 4, so they posed no threat to Qin Feng.
Perhaps it was because they sensed Qin Feng's danger, many of the ferocious beasts hiding in the dark quietly retreated. This saved him a lot of trouble.
"Five Flowers and Grass! I didn't expect there to be five flowers and plants here. "
Qin Feng excitedly ran to a large tree. There was a large patch of colorful flowers and plants there. It was difficult for ordinary people to recognize these herbs. Qin Feng only knew about them because he had read about them in the Encyclopedia of Medicinal Pills.
In fact, the Five Flowers and Plants were not ingredients for refining pills. They were used to refine Five Elements Formation Flags.
Qin Feng dug out the entire patch of soil and stored the Five Flowers and Plants into his Star Ring. These spiritual herbs grew by relying on the soil. If they were separated from the soil, they would quickly wither and die.
Qin Feng glanced at the Star Ring and nodded his head in satisfaction. He had only been on the island for three hours, but he had already collected more than ten kinds of precious spiritual herbs. Although the spiritual herbs' grades were not high, and most of them were used to refine Grade Five Immortal Pills, this was just one island. One had to know that there were tens of thousands of islands around the Fallen God Sea …
"You'd better not come any closer, or I'll burn it."
An angry roar came from not far away. Qin Feng raised his brows and quickly hid on top of a large tree.
Looking around, there were two groups of people standing on the grassland two hundred meters away. One group only had a white-robed young man, and the other group had three burly men.
The white-robed young man was holding a fiery red fruit in his hand, and his face was full of vigilance. The three people had already surrounded him in a triangular formation, leaving him no way out.
"Stinking brat, if you dare to destroy the holy fruit, I'll make you wish you were dead," a middle-aged man with fiery red hair threatened.
The white-robed young man only had the aura of Immortal Qi level six, and the three people surrounding him were obviously Saint Kings. They were not on the same level at all.
The white-robed young man had found the fiery red fruit by accident, and he had no idea what it was. In the end, he had just plucked it when these three people rushed over and forced him to hand it over. Actually, the white-robed young man was willing to hand over the fruit in exchange for his life, but he could see the killing intent in the three people's eyes. He knew that even if he handed over the holy fruit, they would not let him go.
It was precisely because of this that the white-robed young man held on to the fruit tightly. This fiery red fruit was his only way to save his life.
"Don't come any closer, or I'll crush this fruit," the young man said resolutely.
The three people who were approaching quickly stopped, and the man with fiery red hair roared, "You ant, do you know who we are? We are disciples of the Four-Star Devil Sect, the Blood Fiend Sect. The fruit in your hand is the Dark Spirit Fruit, which is called the holy fruit by the Devil Sect. This fruit is useless to you, as long as you hand it over obediently, we can spare your life. "
Although the other party said so, the white-robed young man did not believe them. He was not a native here, and now that he had come to the Divine Continent, he did not even have the ability to protect himself. No matter what he did, he had to be careful.
But just as the white-robed young man was hesitating, the red-haired young man suddenly flew over. He was extremely fast, and before the white-robed young man could react, he was already in front of him.
Qin Feng shouted from the top of the tree. Because he had revealed his identity as a Pill King, he did not want to meddle in other people's business, but this time, he could not just sit back and watch. The white-robed young man was his friend, Wen Yiming.
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