Chapter 680

In front of Song Fei, mengxinyan's eyes were as beautiful as silk. A pair of Soul-catching eyes stared at Song Fei enthusiastically. There was no powder on his face, but it could be broken by blowing, white and red, which seemed particularly enchanting.

Song Fei looked down at Meng Xinyan, raised her chin with his fingers, smiled and said, "you're really a beauty. I'm impulsive to be seduced by you. What do you say?"

Mengxinyan bowed her head, showing her desire to pay off her words. She bowed her head and said in a very shy way: "I am willing to do anything for the guild leader as long as the guild leader is willing."

"Ha ha ha," Song Fei said with a smile, "I need a lot of time."

Mengxinyan lowered her head and said in a mosquito like voice, "although it's my first time, I'm willing to bear it for the sake of the sect leader. Your love, sect leader."

"Bang, bang, bang!" while talking, more than ten people's bodies were lit by the green flame on Song Fei's face, and their bodies burned to ashes.

Seeing this behind the scenes, mengxinyan's ruddy face became a little blue.

While playing the finger to kill, he said to Meng Xinyan, "you understand wrong. I don't have time. After these people die, their soul lights are broken. I'm afraid they will be discovered by the sect soon. I don't have time to waste on you."

Mengxinyan was shocked when she heard the speech. How could this talented woman, who is the only one in the sect, not hear the banter and ridicule in Song Fei's words? Even so, mengxinyan still endured her inner fear, tried to keep her mood calm, and said to Song Fei in a trembling voice: "Guild leader, if you like my family, it will last a long time in the future. Don't you rush to this moment?"

Song Fei looked at mengxinyan and shook his head gently.

Seeing Song Fei's move, mengxinyan's heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley.

Song Fei looked at her and said with a smile, "it's really the favorite of heaven. Born in a big sect, you have an unparalleled beautiful face, intelligent talent, and the realm of the mysterious realm is superior to the strength of the younger generation." after a pause, Song Fei pointed to the people around her, "if they are weeds, you are the most beautiful and noble flower in the weeds."

"Don't kill me!" tears fell from mengxinyan's eyes, revealing a very sincere request, "as long as you don't kill me, you can let me do anything. I'm willing to be your puppet. My soul is controlled by you. Please don't kill me."

Puppet, the soul is controlled by others? Although she can maintain self-awareness, she must not go against the fate of her master. However, to turn her into a puppet, the refined person needs to completely open his mind and can't resist.

Therefore, it is very difficult to refine living people into puppets. Few people will succeed in refining them.

I'm afraid this end is worse than death for friars.

This woman has a strong desire to survive.

While talking, another 30 flying monks died.

"I don't need a puppet." Song Fei raised his index finger, and a group of green flames rushed out of his fingers like elves.

The tears on mengxinyan's face, illuminated by the green light, appear particularly crystal. With a beautiful face and a pathetic expression of pear blossom with rain, Song Fei really feels like destroying flowers with a hot hand.

Unfortunately, Song Fei's heart is like a rock. Looking at mengxinyan's pitiful expression, his face looks more cruel.

Seeing Song Fei's expression, mengxinyan suddenly understood. In an instant, mengxinyan looked up and shouted at the top of the dark channel: "Dad, mom, I can't kill Wu Xiaqing for your revenge."

Song Feimei frowned at first because Wu Xiaqing's name was too sensitive. It was the taboo of the leader of Tianji sect. Did this woman have a grudge against Wu Xiaqing?

Then Song Fei's eyebrows soon stretched out and said with a faint smile: "very good acting skills!"

After the voice fell, the green flame on Song Fei suddenly burst out, and the whole channel was instantly filled with Song Fei's hot and violent terrorist flame.

For a moment, everyone was shrouded in flames, and their bodies were instantly burned into nothingness.

However, in the flames, a white figure flashed a dazzling luster and shuttled rapidly in the flames.

The white light came to Song Fei and faced Song Fei face to face.

The owner of this white light is Lin Wuji.

"Dare to face me." Song Fei sneered.

"No." Lin Wuji smiled bitterly. "Originally, this move was used by Xinyan and I when we decided to kill Wu Xiaqing, but we didn't want to use it in front of you. Yue Tianyu and Xinyan didn't lie to you. She has a reason to live. Don't worry, I won't leak your news for the time being."

Lin Wuji stood in front of mengxinyan, and mengxinyan's palm lit up a dazzling white light. Under the light, their bodies faded quickly in front of Song Fei, and then disappeared.

Song Feigang wanted to make a move, but saw mengxinyan looking at herself. There was no hatred on her face. There were only strong reluctance and a bitter smile.

This subconscious reaction made Song Fei's actions stagnate, and the originally condensed mana dissipated in this moment.

Mengxinyan uses a space spell, but this spell is not owned by mengxinyan, but comes from a rune. After using it once, the rune disappears.

Song Fei's divine sense spread rapidly. He guessed that they must be in the hinterland of the treasure mountain, because the treasure mountain isolated all space spells. If they didn't even have this function, the treasure mountain would have been stolen.

The green flame comes fast and goes fast.

Soon, the whole passage was cleared by Song Fei and became empty, leaving him alone.

Song Fei ignored the search for Lin Wuji and Meng Xinyan. His divine knowledge quickly spread out and found that the whole hinterland of the treasure mountain was almost hollowed out, filled with spider webs.

Song Fei found a large number of treasures like garbage, which were randomly discarded in the passage of the treasure mountain, waiting for everyone's choice.

The hinterland of the whole treasure mountain is larger than Mount Tai seen by Song Fei in his previous life. The number of treasures lies densely in the channel in the hinterland. The number can be imagined.

It is worthy of being a treasure left by the rising friars of the five sects.

However, these treasures are imprisoned by inexplicable restraint. This is the restraint left by the Mahayana friars at the moment of their ascent. Except that the five leaders lift the restraint with tokens, everyone has to bear the counterattack of the restraint if they want to lift the restraint, which is equivalent to an ordinary blow by the strong in the Mahayana.

I can't see what level of treasure this is. Song Fei doesn't care at all. In an instant, magic power suddenly erupted and divine consciousness spread in an all-round way. For a time, a large number of treasures were absorbed by Song Fei's great magic power from the original channel. The treasures in each channel are like a magic tide, more like a pilgrimage, flying towards the entrance of the channel.