The Five Cloud Poison Miasma was condensed by the evil qi of heaven and earth in the southern border. Its poison was unparalleled and was more than a hundred times more powerful than the Peach Blossom Miasma.

Even with Qin Feng's current cultivation, if he took a sip, he would only die unless he had a thousand-year lotus to cure him. Even if the Great Immortal came, he would have no choice..

Otherwise, Qu Yin, who had a deep relationship with Mu Lianqing after she was infected by the Five Cloud Poison Miasma, would not have been so desperate that he wanted to commit suicide.

However, the Five Cloud Poison Miasma would not appear all the time. It would float up to the top of the mountain for two hours every day and then be stored underground..

Moreover, this Five Cloud Poison Miasma seemed to have some psychic powers.

Soul Formation cultivators were not only completely unafraid of its poison, they could even keep it as a magic treasure..

Therefore, once a Soul Formation cultivator came, the Five Cloud Poison would always disappear in advance.

The red-haired ancestor had lived on Turquoise Peak opposite Rotten Peach Mountain for so many years to collect the Five Cloud Poison Miasma, but he had never been able to get it completely. It was obvious how cunning this item was.

Qin Feng arrived at the top of Rotten Peach Mountain and landed.

His blood saber was sealed in a huge rock near a thousand-year-old peach tree.

When he walked over, he saw that the stone seal was still there and had not been destroyed. He was relieved..

After breaking open the stone and easily destroying the restriction in the stone,

Qin Feng grabbed through the air, and a blade that was completely blood-red and emitted waves of scarlet Yin Yin and cold light appeared in his hand!

At this time, a large wild boar with exposed fangs happened to pass through the mountains.

Qin Feng waved the blood saber in his hand forward.

A streak of red light flew up and flashed across the boar's body.

Such a big boar, its flesh and blood disappeared in the blink of an eye, and it fell without making any sound.

Qin Feng put away the blood saber and walked over to take a look. He saw that this wild boar only had skin and bones left, as if it had been devoured by a golden Gu worm..

One had to know that Qin Feng had not mastered this saber yet, but it already had such an effect..

If he could master all kinds of magical effects, the power would definitely be extraordinary!

Qin Feng thought for a moment and carved four small seal characters on the hilt of the Blood Saber: " Blood Transformation Divine Saber "!

Then, he found a spot and sat cross-legged. He dripped a drop of blood essence into the blade and began to refine the Blood Transformation Divine Saber..

Qin Feng's flying sword had the twin swords of Cast Snow and Gathering Ying, which was not lacking, but he only had one flying knife.

Moreover, after absorbing the Five Cloud Poison Miasma for hundreds of years, this Blood Transformation Divine Saber had become quite strange. Therefore, he planned to keep it as his other natal magic weapon..

At dusk, tired birds return to the forest

Qin Feng opened his eyes and waved his hand. The Blood Transformation Divine Saber flew into his hand and disappeared into thin air, leaving only a lightning-like blood pattern on his wrist..

This is the saber retracting formula recorded in the second volume of Youming Records. It is faster and more convenient to receive and dispatch without scabbard. It can catch the enemy unprepared at the critical moment..

Qin Feng stood up and was about to leave this Rotten Peach Mountain. At the same time, he was considering whether to visit Yao Kaishan or the red-haired ancestor in the Holy Heaven Sect.

At this moment, two beams of light came from the direction of Turquoise Peak and landed on the top of the mountain.

" Not good, Martial Uncle Hong. The treasure has been stolen!"

Then, a Golden Core cultivator looked at Qin Feng and said angrily," The thief who stole the treasure is there!"

After saying that, a bone spear surrounded by poisonous mist appeared in his hand and he was about to release it towards Qin Feng..

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However, Martial Uncle Hong, who was beside him, grabbed him and cupped his hands in a cold manner.

"Senior Brother Qin, we haven't seen each other for many years. Why did you come to my Sacred Sky Sect's territory to steal treasures?"

This person was Hong Changbao, the disciple of the red-haired ancestor. He had clashed with Qin Feng several times and had never been on good terms with him..

He was the red-haired ancestor's favorite disciple, so his talent was naturally not bad. Currently, he was also at the early Nascent Soul stage. His status in the Holy Sky Sect was second only to Yao Kaishan, the Chief of the General Affairs Sect..

"So it's Junior Brother Hong. We haven't seen each other for a long time since we parted ways in Flying Thunder Immortal Mansion..

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Qin Feng immediately flew over calmly. He displayed his skills and revealed the Blood Transformation Divine Saber.

"This saber was sealed here 360 to 70 years ago to absorb the Five Cloud Poison Miasma. If Junior Brother Hong likes it, he can give it to you..

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Hong Zhangbao was extremely arrogant. Qin Feng felt like he was looking at his Third Senior Brother Cao Yu, who had died countless years ago.

How could such a person accept gifts from someone he regarded as his enemy?

Hong Changbao snorted coldly.

"No merit, no reward. How can I ask for Senior Brother's magic weapon?"

As he spoke, he took out two lotus-shaped spirit herbs from his storage ring.

"Since we parted ways in the Flying Thunder Immortal Mansion, how has Senior Brother's cultivation improved?

This is a thousand-year lotus. In the entire cultivation world, only our Holy Sky Sect has it. It is extremely rare and can cure all poisons in the world.

Why don't I use these two pieces of thousand-year lotus and you use that bloody knife as a prize to spar? The winner will get what the other party has. Senior Brother is not good at fighting. I'm afraid he doesn't have the courage to do so.

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Qin Feng quickly waved his hand.

"I'm in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage, and Junior Brother is only in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. I'm afraid he won't be able to last a few rounds against me. Even if he wins, it'll be shameful. I think it's better to forget about it..

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Hong Changbao saw him look down on him like this and immediately flew into a rage.

He did not care whether Qin Feng agreed or not. He said in a low voice," Please advise." Without saying anything else, he released three flying daggers that emitted bursts of green light and thousands of red threads. Accompanied by countless poisonous winds, they rolled towards Qin Feng!

Seeing this, Qin Feng wanted to test the power of his newly acquired Blood Transformation Divine Saber.

Thus, he raised his hand and a red light flew out from his hand like a dragon. It was so powerful that it reflected the mountains and trees and turned them bright red!

Wherever the red light passed by, Hong Changbao's flying daggers fell to the ground in an instant, becoming dull and obviously destroyed..

"Puff!"

Hong Changbao's mind was immediately injured and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood..

The Golden Core cultivator beside him was called Lei Zhuazi, and he was also a famous figure in the Holy Sky Sect.

At this moment, he saw that the elder of the Holy Sky Sect, Hong Changbao, was not Qin Feng's enemy at all. He was shocked for a long time and could not close his mouth..

As the direct disciple of the red-haired ancestor, Hong Changbao was famous even in the entire Southern Border. He could stop a child crying..

Although the person in front of him was Hong Changbao's brother, he had never heard of his name before.

But now, this person who appeared out of nowhere defeated Hong Changbao in one move?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Lei Zhuazi wouldn't have believed it even if he was beaten to death!

After this, Hong Changbao, who had his natal magic treasure destroyed, finally knew that he was no match for Qin Feng. He threw out two pieces of thousand-year lotus hatefully, then immediately rose into the air and returned to the sect.

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