sunlight struggling through the dense forest, filtering down on the slightly dusty road surface. Lin Feng casually strolled on the road, a small half-dead pig under one arm, a half-eaten roasted chicken under the other. The roasted chicken was roasted by his own original body with high heat, which was much more fragrant than Lin Feng's current cooking skills.

Lin Feng licked his lips and smelled the delicious smell. According to the current understanding, this roasted chicken was also a low-level spirit beast, similar to his own, but it was much tastier. It's a pity that it's a bit small.

He walked for about half an hour, when suddenly, a group of figures rushed over from the distance. In the lead was a middle-aged man, about thirty-five or six years old, wearing a black robe, holding a long sword on his back, and his face was full of arrogance and hostility.Behind him, there were also a dozen or so people, all of them were middle-aged. Judging from their respective cultivation bases, it should be the middle stage of the Qi Condensation period.