Peerless Martial Soul

After Zhan Xiu and others left.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and looked at the corpses of thousands of witch demons around him.

No, to be precise, it was looking at the thousands of drops of blood suspended above their corpses!

Or, to be more precise.

It’s a full two thousand drops of the witch demon blood essence!

In addition to the thousand evil spirits of the witch clan, the thousand witch beasts also each condensed a drop of blood essence!

This was a huge surprise that far exceeded Chen Feng’s expectations!

Every drop of essence and blood is as bright as a ruby.

There is extremely powerful and surging power inside, condensed in the dense air.

Like volcanoes about to erupt!

This newly condensed essence and blood gathers the power of their blood, the power of their race, and their talent inheritance!

Even, all cultivation levels!

Every drop is extremely terrifying and precious.

Chen Feng laughed, very pleased, and whispered to himself: "With these thousands of drops of essence and blood, my great witch returning to heaven can be improved to an unknown level!"

"Will it break through to the second level, and what kind of great witch body can it transform into?"

At this time, Fang Wanjian also glanced at the two thousand drops of witch demon blood essence.

Suddenly he realized: "Yan Changfeng, it turns out that your purpose is this."

Push back the time to three hours ago.

Chen Feng stepped into the handsome tent and said lightly:

"Commander, the day has come for me to repay your 700,000 yuan for your great work."

"The day has come to prove that we are not spies."

"The day has come for me to submit a certificate of nomination to you!"

Fang Wanjian stood up suddenly, his face full of excitement.

He has been looking forward to this day for a long time.

He said it half a month before Chen Feng. At this time limit, he had already guessed a little bit.

Chen Feng will definitely make a big splash within half a month.

Today, this day has finally arrived!

He stared at Chen Feng closely: "What on earth are you going to do?"

Chen Feng smiled slightly, stepped forward and whispered a few words.

Even Fang Wanjian's Xinxing City Mansion couldn't help but suddenly change his expression after hearing these words.

His face looked gloomy for a while, and then he calmed down and stared at Chen Feng: "What do you want?"

At this time, Fang Wanjian finally knew what Chen Feng's purpose was.

He stared at Chen Feng with deep eyes: "You must need a lot of demon blood from the Witch Clan to practice, right?"

Chen Feng nodded lightly.

Before, he purchased the blood essence and blood of the Witch Clan demons in the camp, how could he hide it from Fang Wanjian?

Fang Wanjian shook his head: "Those collected evil blood essences from the Witch Clan."

"The quantity is very small and the quality is low. Even if we collect it for decades, I'm afraid it won't be as good as today's harvest."

"awesome!"

Chen Feng smiled: "Thanks to the commander-in-chief."

He said leisurely: "Commander, do you still remember the three conditions you promised me before?"

Fang Wanjian naturally remembers it clearly.

One of the conditions is that from today on, all the evil spirits and blood of the Wu clan obtained in the camp belong to Yan Changfeng.

He was even more horrified.

"This Yan Changfeng's scheming is really deep to the extreme."

"It turns out that from that moment on, I was waiting for today."

He was also very greedy for these two thousand drops of the demon blood of the Witch Clan.

But since he had promised Chen Feng before, he would naturally not break his promise.

Shen nodded: "Okay, this blood essence is yours."

Chen Feng laughed and waved his hand. In an instant, Chen Feng collected all two thousand drops of the witch demon blood essence.

He turned around and walked towards the depths of the camp: "Then I'll leave first."

Fang Wanjian also turned and left, but shouted loudly:

"Tomorrow morning, everyone will gather outside the camp gate."

"In addition, the hundreds of thousands of idle strong men outside the camp will also be brought here."

Chen Feng and the Tiancan Beast Slave returned to the tent.

As soon as the Tiancan Beast Slave came in, his face was filled with excitement: "Brother, you are really amazing."

"A total of two thousand drops of witch demon blood! And the level is not low!"

In Fang Wanjian's eyes, this is Chen Feng's true purpose.

In the explanation Chen Feng passed to Fang Wanjian, this was also his true purpose.

But Tiancan Beast Slave knew that only a few of what Chen Feng said were true, and all the causes and consequences were false.

If the cause and effect are false, will his purpose be true?

What is his real purpose?

At this time, one of Chen Feng's purposes seemed to have been exposed.

It seems that he did what Fang Wanjian said before, he was doing it to obtain enough training resources.

His purpose was to let Zhan Xiu lead a thousand powerful evil spirits from the Witch Clan to come here to take the bait.

He was killed by himself, thus obtaining the blood essence and blood of these two thousand witch clan evil spirits.

But, is this really the case?

Is Chen Feng's purpose really that simple?

Chen Feng casually waved his hand, and the two thousand drops of the evil spirit blood of the Witch Clan of various levels scattered out.

"These things don't belong to me, but to you and me."

"What's the meaning?"

Chen Feng smiled, spread his hands, and the great witch Huitian Kung appeared.

"You should also consider whether you want to practice this thing."

If it were anyone else, Chen Feng would directly ask him to practice the Great Witch's Return to Heaven Technique.

But regarding the Tiancan Beast Slave, Chen Feng was a little unsure.

The race of the Tiancan Beast Slaves is really too special and outstanding!

It felt like his body was close to the state of his natural divine body.

His talent is also incredible. Take his cultivation speed as an example. Of all the people Chen Feng has seen so far, he is the only one who can surpass the Tiancan Beast Slave in cultivation speed.

Apart from this, he has never seen anyone practicing so fast.

In fact, he didn't even need to practice anything to achieve a strong increase in strength.

This made Chen Feng a little worried.

"If he is allowed to practice the Great Witch Huitian Kung, will it be a bad thing for him?"

Therefore, Chen Feng needs to ask him what he thinks.

The Tiancan Beast Slave pondered for a moment and said softly: "I feel that my body is quite repulsive to the Great Witch's Return to Heaven Technique."

"But I can give it a try."

Chen Feng nodded: "Okay."

Then, he sat cross-legged.

Two thousand drops of essence and blood were suspended in front of him.

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and the Great Witch's Return to Heaven Technique was quietly operating.

In an instant, dozens of drops of blood essence were absorbed into his body.

The next moment, the body supported by these blood essences instantly transformed into the body of the witch demon.

Simple, strong, tall and rough.

Chen Feng sits cross-legged. In the dantian, in the big witch blood pool, you are covered with a shallow layer of blood essence.

Of course, very shallow and thin.

It was estimated to be only about a knuckle deep.

Then, Chen Feng pushed the Great Witch to Return to Heaven to the extreme!

In the dantian, the blood pool is rolling!

Although it is a small pond, its movement is like the waves of the sea! The blood swirled and turned into a huge whirlpool, with huge suction surging crazily.