Yang Feng guessed that someone should have specially controlled this fairy palace, but he didn't know that so many people were watching him.

"Really!"

Yang Feng walked not far away and saw a large bucket.

This bucket has no lid, you can see it at a glance.

When the cultivators in the igloo saw so much true dew, their eyes were filled with hot light.

Yang Guang said disdainfully: "How come there is a big bucket of bath water? The guy living here is simply a pervert."

Yang Feng used his spiritual sense to scan the true dew and made sure that this was not an illusion.

However, deep in Yang Feng's heart, he always felt that this was not really revealed.

If this is really revealed, Yang Feng would also be disdainful.

Yang Feng said that Zhenlu was a bath water and he was not wrong. He had used Zhenlu to take a bath.

After Yang Feng said this, he suddenly felt anger.

Yang Feng became more and more sure that someone must be controlling this.

Fortunately, Yang Feng has many things and the origin of Hongmeng, which will not put him in a state of greed.

Yang Feng didn't know why there were so many good things here, but he was sure that the reason why these good things kept coming out was to let him take them away.

But now Yang Feng won’t take it away, let’s see what he can do with him?

Thinking of this, Yang Feng scooped out a bowl of Zhenlu from his Zhenlu Pool.

Yang Feng smashed the ground with real dew and cursed: "I use this kind of thing to take a bath every day. What the hell is this place? Why is it all garbage? It really disappoints me."

Although Yang Feng said this, he held the talisman paper tightly in his hand.

Once the situation is wrong, Yang Feng immediately inspires the talisman paper.

Yang Feng believed that this talisman paper was different and would definitely be able to return to the bottom of the blood river again.

Anyway, he has the best spirit stone now, so he can only come out again.

If that skeleton can give him a talisman, he will definitely give him a second one.

When Yang Feng said that Zhenlu was the garbage bath water, the cultivator staring at Yang Feng in the igloo was already stunned.

This is true dew. More than a dozen drops are enough for an immortal cultivator to understand it once.

But there is a big bucket here. Yang Feng said that this bucket is bath water.

Some trapped cultivators were already guessing whether Yang Feng knew that these things could not be taken, so he said so.

But how could Yang Feng know? Even if he knows, he can't control his desire for good things?

The big cauldron above the igloo couldn't help but roar, and the waves of shaking immediately attracted the cultivators trapped in the igloo.

Although everyone in the icicle knows that trapping them is to allow them to automatically overflow their souls into the cauldron when they cannot resist.

But now the cauldron is really shaking, which still shocks everyone.

However, the people in the igloo soon tried their best to resist the cold in the icicles again, and they all knew that even if they were panic, it would be useless.

There seems to be another principle in the existence of this igloo, which is that one must take the initiative to take his things before he can be trapped in the igloo.

And after being trapped in this igloo, as long as you can block the cold, there will be no problem.

The existence in the cauldron will not force you to overflow your soul into the cauldron.

Now Yang Feng kept calling the things here all garbage. Not taking these things has aroused the anger of the existence in the cauldron, and maybe they can get out of trouble.

Thinking of this, almost everyone is looking forward to Yang Feng constantly scolding these things as garbage, and the more they scold, the better.

Although they all know that the things here are not only not garbage, but also top-notch good things.

When Yang Feng really took out the True Dew, all the cultivators here were shocked.

It turns out that people are not pretending, it turns out that this thing is really rubbish in their eyes.

Even some immortal cultivators who thought Yang Feng knew that the things here could not be taken casually began to wonder whether this immortal cultivator really knew that the things here could not be taken, or did he really think that the things here were garbage?

Only Liang Xin knew that Yang Feng really had many true feelings, and she didn't know much about how many.

At this moment, the big tripod, which was so angry that it was beating continuously, gradually quieting down, as if it was shocking Yang Feng to really take out the dew, and he was throwing it around like foot washing water.

If Yang Feng didn't do this on purpose, what should he do?

The cauldron itself is a terrifying existence in ancient times. He practices cause and effect, and everything has cause and effect.

If Yang Feng really didn't covet the cause in his cave, there would be no way to achieve it for him.

After the big tripod gradually stabilized, more good things continued to appear in front of Yang Feng.

"Medium-grade attack real weapon? Trash."

"The best defense real weapon? Trash."

"Level 8th-level earth-level pill? Garbage."

"Can you transform the murderous intent pill of mortality? Trash."

"Rubbish……"

"Hey, there is an extremely huge alchemy tripod here..."

Yang Feng called over all the way and finally stopped and looked at the huge top-grade real artifact alchemy in front of him.

The existence in the cauldron, who was already on the verge of furiousness, finally breathed a long sigh. The kid finally stopped. I don’t believe that there is nothing you can like.

He didn't care about a boy's soul at first, but now he is increasingly eager to taste what the boy's soul tastes.

Everyone in the igloo looked at Yang Feng nervously, wondering if Yang Feng would collect this alchemy tripod.

Yang Feng walked around the alchemy for a long time before sighing and said, "I originally wanted to take it back and make a toilet, why do you have a few corners? Can this thing sit on the toilet? This is not garbage, it is not even as good as garbage. This is the battle garbage among garbage, bah..."

He spitted into the alchemy several times and said, "It really affects my sight and my mood."

Even though he didn't know what fighting garbage was, the existence in the cauldron was still trembling with gas, almost going against his own causal path, and directly grabbed Yang Feng into the icicle, and then forced him to freeze into the icicle.

But he still has rationality. With his current cultivation level, it would be difficult to keep this cave. Once he violated the path of cause and effect, he might sink into the trap for countless years.

Yang Feng was wise and knew what was going on. He knew that he should fall into the control of others. These magic weapons and pills that kept appearing are the biggest explanation.

The only chance of life is to call out the guy who was staring at him secretly and negotiate in person.

Yang Feng held the talisman in his hand tightly and suddenly said to himself: "I don't know if there are any illusion stones here, but with this kind of cave with a mountain of garbage, it is estimated that it is difficult to have such good things."

After Yang Feng finished speaking, he didn't go far, and saw two white objects placed on a jade table. This was exactly the magic stone that Yang Feng just mentioned.

Yang Feng sneered in his heart. This guy really thought that as long as he entered this place, he would completely forget the cause and effect, and was completely lost for the things here, regardless of the origin.

Unfortunately, he remembered the causes and consequences. He just talked about the illusion stone, and there was a illusion stone here.

This thing is not fake, he doesn't believe it at all.

"Hey, there is really a magic stone, haha... Luck, really luck."

Yang Feng rubbed his hands in surprise, and even stepped forward to look at them again and again, laughing proudly.

"Little Grasshopper, although my cultivation level is not one billionth of a billion, I can't conquer a small thing like you?" The existence in the big tripod looked at the excited Yang Feng proudly.

What he didn't expect was that Yang Feng, who was still very excited just now, suddenly said furiously: "Looking at the quality of this illusion stone, it's just a seven-color illusion stone. I know that this place is very garbage, but I didn't expect it to be so garbage. I even threw it as garbage as garbage. I just put it up with a jade table. Which cave is this? I'm depressed, really depressed. I'm leaving. It's so boring here. Bah!"

After two more spitting, Yang Feng smashed the nine-colored illusion stone in his hand and said, "Grandpa wants ten-colored illusion stones, but even the seven-colored illusion stones dare to take them out and show their eyes. Grandpa gives you a nine-colored one, take them to play, poor guy."

Yang Feng's words immediately made some of the cultivators trapped in the igloo laugh. Even though he knew that he could not get out of the trap, Yang Feng's actions slapped him in the face.

"Bastard, the most magic stone is only nine colors, where do you get the ten colors?"

The existence in the cauldron finally couldn't help but feel anger in his heart. Even though there was only a faint phantom on his body, he rushed out of the cauldron and roared at Yang Feng.

He really couldn't figure out where this top-notch immortal cultivator came from.

He was even regretting why he wanted to get this guy in?

Yang Feng let out a sigh and finally got excited.

Then he saw an igloo that slowly appeared.

There are more than a hundred icicles in the icicles, and each icicles seems to have a trapped immortal cultivator.

"Liang Xin? Tang Rui?"

Yang Feng immediately saw the two people trapped in the icicles.

Then Yang Feng saw Liu Hai who had just disappeared and several other Void Refining and Immortal Cultivators from the Sword Sect.

These immortal cultivators have one common characteristic, that is, they are all trapped in an icicle.

"You'd better take care of yourself, a little thing." The faint phantom on the cauldron said disdainfully.

Yang Feng turned his gaze to the phantom, and he suddenly felt a strange feeling. From the phantom, he saw a familiarity.

When he got Lei City, those powerful immortal cultivators in the battle had a similar aura as this phantom.

This is definitely a terrifying powerful person. Maybe he is hiding here to cultivate and nourish himself.

"Today you trap me here is the cause, and in the future you will be the result of retribution." Yang Feng suddenly smiled and said.

"When did I sleep with you? You came in by yourself." The phantom suddenly retorted.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "I am looking for some magic weapon fragments on that battlefield. What is the reason why you brought me here for no reason?"

Yang Feng felt that when he talked about cause and effect, the phantom seemed particularly nervous, so he simply said something else.
Chapter completed!