Peerless Martial Soul

According to his cognition, in this small world, no one can make his elder brother Chen Feng feel embarrassed.

Chen Feng waved his hand without saying much, and asked the situation directly.

Seeing Chen Feng's truly unobstructed appearance, the Tianchou Beast slave was relieved, and his expression quickly became serious.

"The situation is not very good."

"Just now, the time on the invitation letter was advanced."

"You have to set off in three days."

Chen Feng nodded.

"I already knew about this on the road."

As soon as the voice fell, a loud noise suddenly came from the depths of the mountains.

Murderous and fighting spirit scattered.

A mountain peak was shaved off raw and turned into powder.

Chen Feng frowned and looked over there.

"There are demons?"

Tiancun Beast Slave glanced back with extreme disdain, and shook his head.

"It's those idiots who don't have eyesight fighting each other."

The trial task this time was extremely difficult, and all the immortals who came in were not low in cultivation.

It can also be regarded as the best in the world of Xiaoqian.

Therefore, many of them also found the last human team that the Heavenly Remnant Beast Slaves could find.

After that, infighting began to appear.

The stipulated task is to mix into the human team and **** Jingzhu into the Demon King City without any problems.

But the number of teams is limited.

Moreover, this aboriginal cultivator team is also quite wary of their uninvited guests.

In this small thousand world, they fled and ran around, it can be said that they have known all the monks of all races.

But these people seem to have fallen from the sky, it's really hard not to make people suspicious.

This is not the beginning of infighting.

Chen Feng looked at the beast slave who led the way, and asked casually:

"You got in?"

The Tiancun Beast Slave laughed immediately.

"That's natural. My ability to guard against beasts and the magical powers of plunder have an absolute advantage."

Soon, the three of them walked through the lush, towering ancient trees and came to an abyss.

The surrounding mountains collapsed, showing a dilapidated look.

Even this abyss, which is hundreds of meters wide, seems to have been caused during the war.

"Cong Jingzhu is below."

Speaking of Cong Jingzhu, the expressions of the Tianchou beast slaves are slightly different.

"Big brother, let me tell you that Cong Jingzhu seems to have a special ability for devil qi."

After speaking, several people jumped and jumped down.

Boom!

Four people all appeared under the abyss.

To be precise, in the cave below the cold pool.

"Brother Tiancan, these three are your friends?"

As soon as he appeared in the cave, a delicate sound echoed in the cave.

Chen Feng turned to look.

There are so many people here, there are hundreds of them!

However, among the hundreds of cultivators, they are divided between the left and the right.

Chen Feng could tell at a glance that the one on the left must be the proto-human immortal cultivator in this world.

There is no other reason, the temperament and aura can be seen at a glance.

The eyes of each of them were extremely firm and quite calm.

Chen Feng could even tell from those eyes that he was unwilling, hated, and deceived.

The group on the right stood in twos and threes.

Even if it pretends to be hated by the country and the family, the acting is still a bit clumsy.

The person who speaks is a woman in Tsing Yi headed by.

With just a glance, Chen Feng could be sure that this person was Fairy Cong Jingzhu.

Bright eyes and white teeth, black eyebrows and vermilion lips, fair skin Saixue.

Even the simplest bun still comes out gracefully and gracefully.

And heroic!

Even if this woman is exquisite and elegant, she is completely dressed up.

However, Chen Feng still thinks that it is the most considerate to sum up his impression of her with "heroic grace".

In her eyes, there is righteousness!

Chen Feng gave a brief introduction.

It seems that the Tiancun Beast Slaves are doing pretty well here.

And Cong Jingzhu took the initiative to show their favor to them, and immediately caused the forty or fifty people on the right to look at Chen Feng and their complexions became gloomy.

Chen Feng looked at Cong Jingzhu, and remembered the words of the talented beast slave.

He paused, pressed the line to transmit the sound, and asked straightforwardly:

"Fairy Jingzhu, I heard that you seem to have some special abilities for devil qi?"

Hearing this, Cong Jingzhu was instinctively stunned, then looked at him and nodded meaningfully.

This is natural.

Otherwise, they would not really use Cong Jingzhu as a chess piece to give Gama Stema.

This trick is called Tuqiongdijian.

The real killer was Cong Jingzhu himself.

Chen Feng asked again: "Are you a half-devil?"

Cong Jingzhu was shocked and immediately denied.

She led the four of Chen Feng into the depths of the cave, then waved her sleeves and set up a barrier to isolate them from the outside.

"My physique is quite special and can absorb the blood of others."

"In the old days, once, my husband and I were in desperate situation."

"In the struggle to resist, I forcibly absorbed a few Demon Sage's Shura bloodlines."

"It's also a combination of circumstances, and has the ability to absorb and purify devil qi."

A few words, but the **** past is taken away.

Chen Feng can think of what she has experienced.

After absorbing the blood of Shura, there will be an unprecedented backlash of blood.

At the beginning, Chen Feng had also experienced it.

It's just that his own blood is more powerful, and he didn't let Shura's blood show any waves.

But the female monk in front of her was different.

Chen Feng could feel that her blood was really strong.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ ɴovᴇlꜰɪre.ɴet

However, it is absolutely difficult to contend with the blood of Shura.

I am afraid that a lot of sacrifices were made at the beginning.

At this time, the Tiancun Beast Slave on the side casually added to Chen Feng.

"Eldest brother, the husband of Fairy Jingzhu, was the strongest human race back then, Lang Kang."

When these words came out, Chen Feng, Zhong Li Yaoqin and Wuya Taoist were all surprised.

Chen Feng moved slightly in his heart, immediately looked at Cong Jingzhu and smiled.

"Coincidentally, we just ran into your husband on the way here."

"I brought him too."

"what!"

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Cong Jingzhu was always calm, his face finally got a little different.

A touch of excitement suddenly appeared on her beautiful face.

"Where is he now?"

Chen Feng flipped over and took out the Hundred Ghosts Summoning Golden Tower.

The golden pagoda rose against the storm and soon became more than ten meters high.

Cong Jingzhu's steps were a little floating, and just a few steps closer, his eyes were already red.

However, she still stopped.

Chen Feng seemed to guess what she was thinking at this time, and said lightly:

"During my fight with Lang Kang, I found that he still had self-awareness."

Sure enough, after hearing this, Cong Jingzhu looked over with an incredible expression.

"You...what did you say?"

In the next moment, Cong Jingzhu's figure disappeared in place.

The first floor of the urn.

In the vast expanse of nothingness, that figure is particularly conspicuous.

The man turned his back to her, but just looking at his figure made Cong Jingzhu burst into tears.

"Husband..."

Before he finished his words, Lang Kang suddenly turned around, his devilishness dispersed.

In an instant, the ink danced wildly, and his eyes were red.

Almost regardless, he will rush forward.

Hum!

A soft moan suddenly sounded in the ear.

In the next moment, Lang Kang's figure was confined in place.

Countless Dao Yun is like a chain, which locks him firmly in the air.