Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

"What's wrong with Li Hei?"

As soon as he emerged, Wang Feng ignored Gui Ming, whose eyes were spitting fire. Instead, he looked at Gui Yao and asked indifferently. There was no wave in his tone, and his face was extremely calm. But not only why, but everyone present felt it. A chill to the bone.

As strong as Gui Ming and other peak soul powerhouses, their whole souls trembled, as if there was an ice sword hanging on their souls, and their backs could not stop shivering.

But what really made Gui Ming and many other strong men from the Ghost Tribe become pale was that the many strong men brought by Wang Feng, although Mo Yu and others did not exude their own aura, but the gathering of many strong men in the realm of soul filled the air. The breath that came out still shook the whole world, and the sky dimmed, casting a layer of shadow.

"You...are you from the Shenxian Sect?"

Gui Yao was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to remember something. He suddenly looked at Wang Feng and asked.

Except for the Immortal Sect that Li Hei once mentioned, she really couldn't figure out who in this lost world would care about Li Hei, but she didn't expect that the Immortal Sect that Li Hei talked about would be so powerful.

With her cultivation level, how could she not sense the cultivation auras of the many powerful men around Wang Feng?

Wang Feng did not speak, but looked at Gui Yao indifferently. With that calm gaze, even Gui Yao felt a little pressure.

As if recalling the scene of Li Hei's death, two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she said sadly: "Li Hei is dead, he died to protect me!"

After receiving Gui Yao's confirmation, Wang Feng clenched his fists tightly, and wisps of blood slipped from the gaps between his fingers. His whole body felt like being struck by lightning, his heart felt like angina, and the anger like a volcanic eruption rolled in his chest and burst out all over his body. A heavy and oppressive aura was released, and the whole world trembled inexplicably at this moment.

Although Wang Feng said nothing, everyone present could clearly feel the anger bursting out of him. People such as Gui Ming and others felt their hearts tremble, and there was an inexplicable strong uneasiness in their hearts.

Not only Wang Feng, but also many elders and disciples of the Shenxian Sect, as well as Sun Wukong, the ninth generation ancestor of the Shenxian Sect, all had their eyes spitting fire, and powerful anger rose into the sky. With them as the center, the area covered a million miles in radius. The void was squeezed and twisted by this rage, and torn open in a manner visible to the naked eye.

Li Hei, an elite disciple of the Shenxian Sect, worked diligently and made great achievements for the Shenxian Sect, bringing great fame to the Shenxian Sect. He was an older generation disciple of the Shenxian Sect, and a disciple personally recruited by Wang Feng, the master of the Shenxian Sect. Deeply favored by Wang Feng.

But now, in this lost world, Li Hei died unexpectedly. How could many powerful people from the Immortal Sect not be angry? Extremely cold murderous intent swept out of them, and layers of ice crystals formed in the surrounding void. Many powerful people from the Demon Race and Celestial Race felt the bone-chilling chill coming from around them.

Obviously many people from the Immortal Sect were not as good as them in cultivation, but the chill erupted from many powerful people from the Immortal Sect made their souls tremble.

"Who did it?"

Wang Feng took several deep breaths in succession before suppressing the anger in his heart. At that moment, he wanted to destroy the entire Lost World and bury Li Hei with him. He would bury Li Hei with one realm!

But he still did not lose his mind after all, and suppressed this idea. Every injustice has its own debtor, and he and even the Immortal Sect cannot bear the murder of a living being in this world.

Thinking about Wang Feng, he has encountered countless dangers since he came to all the worlds, but so far, no disciple of the Immortal Sect has died. Even if someone dares to bully his disciples, they will be punished by him ten times. Repay it a hundred times.

It is precisely because of this that the Shenxian Sect is extremely united. It seems huge, but it is twisted into a rope. There is no internal fighting or conspiracy against its own people like other huge forces.

Li Hei was the first disciple of his Immortal Sect to die. If he didn't take revenge, how could he, the leader of the sect, have the face to face so many disciples of the Immortal Sect? How can he be worthy of the dead Li Hei?

"he!"

"This scum coveted me and sent people to capture me. I was no match for Li Hei. Later, in order to create an opportunity for me to escape, Li Hei tried his best and blew himself up!"

Gui Yao's eyes were red, his finger pointed at Gui Ye, and he roared through gritted teeth.

She finally got out of her closed heart, and finally found a man who was sincere to her, but before she and Li Hei could live a happy life, they were shattered by this damn guy.

Let me ask, how can she not hate it?

If she didn't hate him, she wouldn't rush directly to the ghost tribe on her own to avenge Li Hei and seek justice for herself.

Hearing that Li Hei blew himself up and died, Wang Feng and many other powerful men from the Immortal Sect trembled, their eyes were red and almost bleeding.

Li Hei... died so miserably?

Wang Feng and others suddenly looked at Gui Ye, their eyes showing cold and murderous intent without any concealment.

Those pairs of red eyes, those glances full of murderous intent, made Gui Ye feel like he was on pins and needles. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably. He felt a great pressure on his whole body, as if he was being beaten one by one. As if staring at death, an unspeakable fear could not stop rising in his heart.

"Wukong, destroy the clan!"

Wang Feng's plain and emotionless words resounded like a storm over the entire Phantom Tribe. Not to mention Gui Ming and many other strong men from the Phantom Tribe, even Gui Yao trembled all over.

Even Mo Yu and other powerful people from the Demon and Celestial Races felt their hearts skip a beat, but no one dared to say anything, let alone dissuade them.

What a joke, Wang Feng is obviously angry now, who dares to ignite his anger? Although Wang Feng's cultivation level is not as good as theirs, the power that Wang Feng brings to the two clans is unprecedented.

"The Great Sage Monkey King, the ninth generation ancestor of the Shenxian Sect, will destroy your clan today and be buried with Li Hei, the elite disciple of the Shenxian Sect!"

Sun Wukong soared into the air, his thin body exuding a violent and arrogant aura, his sharp eyes glaring in all directions, and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand glowed with bright golden light!

"boom!"

As these words fell, a violent momentum centered on him and swept across all directions. The whole world shook with a bang, and the void cracked open. It was unable to withstand the power of Sun Wukong. A vast sea of ​​power swept out, pouring into his hands. Ruyi golden hoop in the stick.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel instantly grew in size and soared straight into the sky, like a slender pillar supporting the sky. Sun Wukong clenched his hands and suddenly pulled up the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. In an instant, there seemed to be a force pulling it out. The power of Shanxi Qi is unparalleled, and golden flames are spitting out from his eyes, just like an invincible God of War looking down at the world!