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The long roar of the Fifth Refiner came from afar, and Wu Ming's scalp felt numb.

Not daring to delay for a moment, he shouted at the top of his voice: "The formation above is an evil formation, which was covered by Fufeng! The Fifth Refiner just helped me to verify this matter, everyone be careful!"

As soon as these words came out, the spiritual power of all the cultivators in the field immediately spread throughout their bodies!

Nearly two hundred powerful forces were stirring each other in the field.

Fufeng looked indifferent, as if he didn't care at all.

The Fifth Refiner landed in front of him, and a ball of Tianyun Immortal Fire directly attacked him in the front.

The leaping Immortal Fire burned fiercely outside the shield, but it was ineffective.

At this moment, Fufeng slowly spoke.

I don't know if there was emotion or self-mockery in his tone.

"I didn't expect... so many people would choose to stay, and some people would continue to doubt me. I don't know if Xu Shan is too good at winning people's hearts, or if you don't take my inheritance seriously."

Xia Feiguang jumped out of the crowd and looked at him coldly: "Fufeng, why did you do this? Do you want to cut yourself off from the world?"

At this point, the remaining people present were still a little unbelievable.

This is too bizarre.

It is really incomprehensible that Fufeng can do such a thing.

It is understandable that a dying person wants to use evil methods to survive, but why doesn't he consider the consequences of his actions at all?

They are all Jindan cultivators and are indeed not taken seriously by the Divine Mansion, but most of them have people behind them!

"Hehehe, I am already a dying person, what is there to be afraid of, I can do whatever I like?"

Having said this, Fufeng was obviously too lazy to spend any more of his strength.

The floating white clouds surrounding him gradually turned into twisted and turbulent black fog.

The twisted and terrifying face rolled with the black fog, changing and swirling in it.

This appearance, no one can think about him any more.

Fu Feng's evil spirit is about to burst out!

Seeing his appearance, the array masters changed color one by one.

The soul refining array is definitely real, there is no doubt about it.

But the other party seems to have set up a different soul refining array, using extremely yin energy to maintain the longevity of the spirit body.

It is not enough to just devour people's souls, but also to collect resentment, no wonder so many secret rooms are left.

It turns out that they all exist to wear down and change people's minds.

"Don't panic, everyone, Fu Feng is obviously unable to do it now. Gather strength first, and wait for us to discuss it." A array master shouted in the crowd.

Then he called other array masters.

Wu Ming turned and walked to the back, raised his hand and laid the chessboard map left above on the ground.

The array masters whispered around the array.

There was a trace of compassion in Fu Feng's twisted and changing eyes.

"It's rare... it's rare to see so many monks united, but now everything is useless. Your cultivation is still too shallow. Instead of thinking about how to get out, you might as well wait for death."

"Despair is the most exhausting thing. It's better to accept reality as soon as possible."

As soon as the voice fell, hundreds of monks attacked!

Various attacks bombarded Fufeng in turn.

Xia Feiguang's face was solemn, and a big sun was hanging above his head, like a meteor falling to the ground and hitting the pool.

The divine power of heaven, the scorching sun melted gold.

The scorching sun approached the shield and squeezed into it inch by inch.

It seemed to have the ability to penetrate the shield, but every inch it squeezed in, the scorching sun disappeared an inch.

When the molten gold of the scorching sun completely dissipated, Xia Feiguang was sweating profusely and knelt on one knee.

The spiritual power was completely dissipated, and it was still useless.

Fu Feng sneered, "The divine power of destiny is not bad... but the forbidden formation I set up is not something you can break."

After Fu Feng finished speaking, the invisible shield outside his body suddenly changed.

Densely packed light blue translucent runes climbed up from the water and flowed, like a bowl upside down on the pool.

Shield...more than one layer!

Despair was spreading.

Everyone stared at the shields that were stacked one on top of another.

They couldn't break through one layer, let alone so many layers?

Am I really going to die here today?

However, the reaction of the formation master was obviously different. A group of monks who were originally studying how to break the formation.

Seeing the runes on Fu Feng's outer shield appear, they all turned their eyes and frantically captured every bit of information.

It's a pity that Fu Feng obviously didn't want to give them any chance.

Even if he had already won, he didn't want others to see more.

The shield runes disappeared in an instant and became transparent again.

Fu Feng said: "You should have known that as long as I don't let you out, you have no chance of survival. In three days at most, everyone here will be dead."

"But... I can give you a chance to survive."

The life-saving straw appeared, and many people's heartbeats quickened and their breathing became heavier.

Even the formation masters who had been trying to solve the dilemma stopped and looked at Fu Feng.

"Just before you came, I had an agreement with Xu Shan. As long as he can survive, I will let him out."

"Now that you are acting like this, I am very surprised. I will give you another place..." As Fu Feng spoke, fog gradually appeared in front of the shield, and the scene in the hazy fog gradually became clear.

A bright moon was hanging in the sky, vines were climbing on the wet bluestone, and the sound of frogs came into the ears.

It was the scenery in the Bluestone Valley.

"You fight, the final winner... I will let him out, believe it or not."

"Don't believe his lies! This man has been possessed by a demon, how can he let us live?" The Fifth Refiner shouted, "Long Xiuming outside is obviously in cahoots with him, if we go out, we will die!"

"He just wants to see us kill each other! Don't be misled by the evil demon!"

The strong man of the Divine Palace... is already comparable to a legendary figure.

Even for the younger generations of big families and big forces, he is a lofty existence that cannot be easily seen.

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow, and some things have a deep impact on people's hearts.

Even though they knew that Fu Feng had been possessed by a demon and his words were no longer credible, some people still wavered because of their identity as a cultivator of the Divine Palace.

Especially this person has a good reputation in the martial arts world. Even if he has been possessed by a demon, it has not been long. Maybe he still has a trace of good thoughts?

Besides, it seems that he has completely fallen into a desperate situation now, and this ray of hope may not be lost.

Luck... vaguely spreads in people's hearts.

But the Fifth Refiner is indeed different.

In the past, he might have had a lot of respect for the monks of the Divine Palace, but he had accompanied Xu Shan in the upheavals in Xize, and he had done enough work to dispel the evil spirits.

There were no such things as gods. No matter how big the difference was, it was only reflected in the strength of the power, and it was impossible to judge the moral level.

Xu Shan was also a well-known and decent person with a good reputation outside, but in private, he was a disgusting player who loved to play with shit, piss and farts and cut people.

He was a Jindan monk, but he played with the two ancient sects and hundreds of monks in the palm of his hand, and five Divine Palaces died because of him.

Even the old monster Youming above the Divine Palace fell into his hands.

In his eyes, Fufeng was now a simple evil demon, and he couldn't believe a word he said!

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