Peerless Martial Soul

"Yes, just like what you see now."

He suddenly paused when he said this, then walked up to Wu Linghan and Chu Ci and slapped them both in the face.

He slapped them awake directly.

After Wu Linghan and Chu Ci opened their eyes, they were confused at first, and then they remembered the current environment.

The two looked at each other, but neither said a word. They just looked at Sang Xingteng with cold eyes, with a hint of hatred in their eyes.

However, the difference was that the hatred in Wu Linghan's eyes was even stronger.

Chu Ci, on the other hand, looked much more depressed, with even a hint of despair and calmness in his eyes.

Clearly, he was prepared to die and saw no hope of a comeback.

After Sang Xingteng slapped the two of them awake, he didn't do anything extra and just continued talking.

Apparently, he slapped them awake just to give himself two more listeners.

Sang Xingteng then said softly: "At that time, there was nothing on the mountain peak. It was so desolate that it was deadly."

"Later, I worked hard to plant all the poisonous weeds and flowers left by my ancestors here, and then traveled throughout the Dragon Vein Continent to plant all the poisonous flowers, poisonous weeds, poisonous insects, poisonous beasts, and poisonous snakes that I could see. , get them all here.”

"Even when I was about to be suppressed, I even took in a disciple, Sang Zijin, and asked him to take care of me here."

"Although this evil disciple is dead, he is still doing a good job of taking care of me here!"

"Sure enough, looking back today after hundreds of years, the results are remarkable!"

"There are countless poisonous things gathered on this mountain peak, I dare to say it!"

There was an indescribable look of pride in his eyes: "On the entire Dragon Vein Continent, there are few places with more species and more powerful poisons than here!"

"And the reason why I keep them is for today!"

He suddenly stood up, his voice became extremely high-pitched, and even the look on his face became extremely excited, with a hint of fanaticism.

"All this is for today!"

"I planted these poisonous flowers, poisonous weeds, and poisonous ivy, and I raised these poisonous insects, poisonous snakes, and poisonous beasts just for today, just to use them as materials!"

"Today, use them to refine my seventh-grade golden elixir!"

"Back then, that evil disciple Sang Zijin thought I was dead and wanted to practice it myself! Is he worthy?"

He sneered: "Since I started refining the elixir a month ago, in this month, I have refined all the poisons in this place."

"Now, this elixir is 80% complete!"

"but!"

His voice suddenly became louder: "This is not enough! What I want is not 80%, but 120% of the medicinal effect!"

"Compared to the efficacy of 80% medicine and the efficacy of 12th level medicine, there is a huge difference!"

"And whether we can reach the peak today and whether we can fully utilize the 120% effect of the medicine, we have to..."

His eyes fell on Qing Mu and Wu Ling: "The landing falls on you two."

After saying that, he let out a weird laugh.

"You two have eaten up all the spiritual treasures I have accumulated over the past few hundred years. I feed you at least five spiritual treasures every day."

"You two have been pushed to your limit!"

"Tomorrow, on the Double Ninth Festival, I will kill you two!"

He turned around, pointed at the huge furnace and said, "That's when I throw you two into my Taiqing Longya furnace!"

"When the two of you go in, the seventh-grade golden elixir will be completely refined. After I swallow it, my strength will increase crazily!"

"Who am I afraid of? What else can anyone do to me?"

After that, he let out another burst of crazy laughter: "When the time comes, I will crush Chen Feng to death with one finger!"

"As for you two!"

He looked at Linghan and Chu Ci, with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes: "When a divine weapon is born, it must be sacrificed with human blood!"

"The same is true for my seventh-grade golden elixir!"

"Tomorrow, you two will sacrifice my golden elixir to make it even more beautiful!"

Wu Linghan looked at him with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "Have you finally decided to kill us? Are you not afraid of our master anymore?"

"Afraid of shit!"

Sang Xingteng laughed and said: "Do you know how powerful this seventh-grade golden elixir is? Do you know how overbearing the power of this seventh-grade golden elixir is?"

"Let me tell you, after I achieve the seventh-grade golden elixir, my strength will not be inferior to that of Xuanyuan Xiaoyue and Xuanyuan Zixi! Not to mention your damn master!"

"In front of me, he is nothing!"

Chu Ci glanced at Wu Linghan, with a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

This time the two of them may not be able to survive.

Chu Ci's face was numb, as if he was resigned to his fate.

He looked at Wu Linghan, smiled and said, "Although I am incompetent and cannot protect Her Highness the Princess, I will ultimately live and die with Her Highness."

"It can be regarded as taking this life to repay the kindness of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Wu Linghan glared at him fiercely: "He's not dead yet! Just say such depressing words!"

Chu Ci just smiled bitterly.

Qingmu's face was full of anger and he said loudly: "Sang Xingteng, Brother Chen Feng will definitely not let you go!"

"Oh? Just Chen Feng, that little bastard? Just that trash?"

Sang Xingteng said with disdain: "How dare he come to me? How dare he come to stand up for you?"

"Wake up, stop dreaming!"

He looked at Qing Mu and said with disdain: "Then Chen Feng came back a month ago. If he dared to come, he would have come a month ago."

"Why have you delayed it until now and still dare not come? Huh?"

He looked at Qingmu with a sneer on his face.

Qingmu was speechless for a moment and couldn't speak.

In fact, Qingmu Wuling and others all had this question in their minds at this time.

They also knew that Chen Feng had returned a month ago, but for some reason, Chen Feng still hadn't come to them until now.

But they chose to trust Chen Feng!

Wu Ling said loudly: "Brother Chen Feng must have been tripped up by something, otherwise he will definitely come to save us!"

"Haha, are you tripped up by something? It's really ridiculous!"

"What kind of things are more important than your lives? Huh?"

Sang Xingteng laughed disdainfully.

At the same time, there was indescribable irritability and a hint of jealousy in my heart.

"Even if Chen Fengfeng doesn't come to save them for a month, they all trust Chen Feng so much, but no one has ever trusted me so much!"

This made his words even more vicious: "That bitch Chen Feng doesn't even have the guts to come!"

"Stop dreaming!"

At this time, suddenly, a clear voice from the distance suddenly sounded: "Who said that I, Chen Feng, don't have the guts to come?" After these words came, it immediately fell on everyone's ears, like a thunderous explosion.