In the evening, along the Red River in the Western Continent, a crowd of soldiers and beasts rode across the border to arrive here.

In the neighboring town, door after door was locked, trembling slightly like a quail breaking out of its shell.

"Crack!"

The round Cuju ball rolled down from the alley, and a little blond boy with sporadic freckles on his face walked out of the alley in fear.

He glanced at the Cuju ball rolling down not far away. Just as he was about to step out to pick up the ball, a nervous-looking blond woman quickly rushed out of the alley.

The woman hurriedly reached out to hug the child and was about to run back when a male voice suddenly sounded, "Don't run away, kid, do you want your ball?"

The blond woman wearing ragged clothes stiffened and trembled slightly involuntarily.

"ball."

The boy in his arms hoped to put his head on the woman's shoulders and look at the figure holding the Cuju ball.

"Crack!"

With a slight exertion of his slender and clean palms, the round Cuju ball was instantly crushed in front of the boy.

Qin Feng blew his palms and returned to the team with a smile.

Behind him, a tearful little boy and a relieved woman were left in the alley.

Turning over and riding on the one-horned horse, Qin Feng looked at the familiar buildings around him, then turned and walked forward.

Shuiyuan looked around curiously and steered the horned horse under him to Qin Feng, "Boss Qin, where are you going?"

"Look at a senior."

"Follow the team and don't run around."

"Wear your fossil ring ghost on your face to enhance your facial perception. There is an assassin waiting for an opportunity in the team."

"If you come so close to me, be careful that your next target will be you." Qin Feng sighed and slowly spoke after glancing at Shuiyuan's slightly swollen chest and slender legs beside him.

"clear."

Shuiyuan's face tightened, and the fossil Xianggui lying on the horse's belly stretched out its sickle claws and jumped onto Shuiyuan's cheek.

For a moment, her breath was as deep as water, like a bottomless quagmire.

Reaching out and patting the water garden, Qin Feng continued to move forward.

Not long after arriving at the front, the figure of an old man wearing armor came into view.

Noticing Qin Feng, the old man in the crowd smiled and greeted him cordially.

Qin Feng took a step forward and came to the other party's side, "Senior, we have arrived at the Western Continent, can we go find your friend? I really need the eighth-level snake shadow grass."

The old man carrying the gun showed a wry smile, and he pointed at the giant golden crocodile looming in the air, "My dear, the Emperor just assigned me a task."

"Temporarily command the many soldiers present. After all, I am also a general."

"I'm not bragging, my experience in leading troops is even stronger than my physical strength."

Glancing at the old man's armor and straight back, Qin Feng sighed quietly.

Seeing Qin Feng's loss, the old man carrying the gun suddenly laughed heartily and put his calloused palms into his chest armor.

Soon, a brand new piece of paper with broken ink stained on the surface was handed to Qin Feng.

"My little friend, although I can't take you there, I can give you the map."

"then."

"Thank you, senior."

He reached out and took the paper handed over by the old man and opened it. He saw a crooked arrow drawn on it, and the final point was a chicken covered with leaves.

Qin Feng's eyelids twitched, and the smile on his face disappeared. He silently looked at the old man and said seriously, "Senior, please give me the route directly, so that I can remember it better."

"Okay, go this way, go that way, and then you'll reach the Wuji Mountains..." The old man gestured with his fingers, spittle flew into the air, and Qin Feng was so frightened that he silently grabbed the horse's rope and backed away.

A few minutes later.

Qin Feng's figure disappeared quietly among the many teams.

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The Wuji Mountains are endless, and most of the wild beasts inside are plant wild beasts, followed by animals. Therefore, the output of spiritual medicinal herbs can be said to be countless.

Qin Feng in the forest looked at the surrounding environment silently with half-narrowed eyes.

Walking on the tree-lined path that has been opened several times, an ice crystal slime slowly fell from the top of an ancient tree in front of Qin Feng.

Before the ice crystal slime could recover, giant thorn spikes two meters thick and more than twenty meters long poked out from the ground and exploded in an instant.

The kind that leaves no residue behind.

After bypassing the slowly retracting thorns and spikes, Qin Feng's eyes fell on the mountain halfway.

The old man carrying the gun said that his friend was living in seclusion on the mountainside to study some Western Continent formation.

Qin Feng is not interested in this anyway, and he is already tired from practicing hard all the time.

How can I have time to learn bullshit formations?

Taking out a refreshing stick and holding it in his mouth, Qin Feng strode towards the mountainside.

Arriving halfway up a low peak in the Wuji Mountains, the surrounding vegetation becomes more and more prosperous, and the maple leaves of the red forest are dancing in the wind, just like a hidden paradise.

Faced with this situation.

Qin Feng thought of an ancient poem.

Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the flowers in February.

It's very vivid.

The red forest is very large, and in the open space in the center of the red forest, there is a gate-shaped fence courtyard.

There is a fence outside and a courtyard inside.

The sharp-eyed Qin Feng saw at a glance several small spiritual fields inside the courtyard and an old woman with white hair wearing a loose blue shirt and skirt.

That old woman must be the friend the old man carrying the gun mentioned.

Qin Feng showed a gentle smile and strode towards the center of the red forest.

Women are easier to deal with and have a better temperament. Maybe they can just give it away for free if they like it.

Glancing at Qin Feng who was smiling all over, Butterfly pouted his lips and continued to swing his long white stocking legs to look at the scene in the red forest.

When he was about to reach the courtyard, less than a hundred meters away, Qin Feng suddenly stopped and showed a strange look.

"Brother Feng, why don't you leave?"

"There is a formation."

Qin Feng silently replied "Butterfly". He reached out and patted the giant invisible air mask in front of him.

The crackling sound kept vibrating.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Feng looked at the old woman who was staring at him closely in the courtyard, "Senior, I wonder if I can let this junior in? I have a favor to ask for."

Ignoring Qin Feng, the old woman looked away and continued to water and fertilize.

"senior…"

"senior…"

One minute passed, and ten minutes passed. Qin Feng outside the air mask continued to greet him politely, his voice as calm as the deep sea.

The old woman reached out and took out her ears, raised her head and stared at Qin Feng for a moment, then slowly said, "Will it break the formation? This protective shield formation is very low-level."

Qin Feng, who kept smiling, nodded, indicating that he would break the formation.

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground shook wildly, and thick black vines that covered the sky and the sun protruded from the ground one by one, twisting and intertwining wildly toward the mid-air.

A few seconds later, the Lord of Dead Trees, who was more than 40 meters high, descended into the red forest. His tall body scared off countless birds and beasts living in the forest.

Throwing away the half-eaten refreshment stick in his hand, Qin Feng smiled and patted the invisible mask in front of him, "Smash this invisible mask for me."

Looking down at Qin Feng, Lord Deadwood's scarlet eyes shone brightly under his horned helmet of thorns, and his four siege ram-like arms covered with dense spikes were quickly raised high.

The air became silent.

Under Qin Feng's gaze, the four siege ram arms of the sixth-level Peak Deadwood Lord were like falling meteors falling from the sky and hitting the invisible air shield!

Slowly retracting his four arms, Lord Deadwood's huge body turned into dense vines and crawled back into the ground.

Just like a flash in the pan, it comes and goes in a hurry.

"Crack!"
Chapter completed!