Peerless Martial Soul

According to his knowledge, in this small world, no one can make his elder brother Chen Feng such a mess.

Chen Feng waved his hand without saying anything and directly asked about the situation.

Seeing that Chen Feng was indeed fine, the Tiancan beast slave was relieved and his expression quickly turned serious.

"It's not a good situation."

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

"We have to leave in three days."

Chen Feng nodded.

"I already found out about this on the way."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise was suddenly heard deep in the mountains.

The murderous aura and fighting spirit were scattered.

A mountain peak was cut off and turned into powder.

Chen Feng frowned and raised his head, looking over there.

"Are there demons?"

The Tiancan beast slave glanced back with disdain and shook his head.

"It's those blind idiots who are fighting among themselves."

This trial task is extremely difficult, and all the trial disciples who come in are also of high cultivation.

Even in this small world, he can be considered a leader.

Therefore, many of them came to find the last human team that Tiancan Beast Slave could find.

Then internal strife began.

The prescribed task is to blend into the human team and escort from Jingzhu into the Demon King's City without any harm.

The number of available teams is limited.

Moreover, this team of aboriginal cultivators is also quite wary of uninvited guests like them.

In this small world, when they were fleeing and running around, it could be said that they got to know all the monks of the race.

But these people seem to fall from the sky, which is really hard not to make people suspicious.

Then the internal strife began.

Chen Feng looked at the Tiancan beast slave leading the way and asked casually:

"Did you sneak in?"

The Tiancan beast slave immediately laughed.

"That's natural. My ability to control beasts and my magical ability to plunder have an absolute advantage."

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

The surrounding mountains collapsed, showing a state of ruin.

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

"Cong Jingzhu is right below."

When Cong Jingzhu was mentioned, Tiancan Beast Slave's expression was slightly different.

"Brother, let me tell you, that Cong Jingzhu seems to have a special ability to deal with demonic energy."

As he said that, several people jumped up and jumped down.

Boom!

Four people appeared under the abyss together.

To be precise, it was in the cave beneath the cold pool.

"Brother Tiancan, are these three your friends?"

As soon as he appeared in the cave, a light and wonderful sound echoed in the cave.

Chen Feng turned around and looked.

There are really a lot of people here, hundreds of them!

However, among the hundreds of human monks, there are half left and right, and they are clearly divided.

Chen Feng could tell at a glance that the person on the left must be the original human cultivator of this world.

There is no other reason. His 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 see unwillingness, hatred, and a disregard for death in those eyes.

The group of people on the right stood in twos and threes.

Even though he pretends to be a hatred of the country and the family, his acting skills are still a bit poor.

The person who spoke was the leading woman in green.

With just one glance, Chen Feng was able to confirm that this person was Fairy Cong Jingzhu.

Bright eyes and white teeth, dark eyebrows and red lips, fair skin like snow.

Even if it’s just the simplest bun, it still looks elegant.

And heroic!

Even though this girl is exquisite, she is completely dressed up as a woman.

But Chen Feng still thinks that it is most considerate to use "heroic and heroic" to summarize his impression of her.

There is justice in her eyes!

Chen Feng and the other two gave a brief introduction.

It seems that the Tiancan Beast Slave is doing well here.

Cong Jingzhu showed his kindness to them, which immediately caused the forty or fifty people on the right to look at Chen Feng and the four of them, and their expressions became gloomy.

Chen Feng looked at Cong Jingzhu and remembered what Tiancan Beast Slave said just now.

He paused, pressed the line to transmit the message, and asked straight to the point:

"Fairy Jingzhu, I heard that you seem to have some special ability to deal with demonic energy?"

Hearing this, Cong Jingzhu was stunned for a moment, then looked at him and nodded meaningfully.

This is natural.

Otherwise, they would not really use Cong Jingzhu as a chess piece to pay tribute to Gamastrama.

This move is called Tuqiongdajian.

The real killer weapon is Cong Jingzhu himself.

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

Cong Jingzhu was shocked and immediately denied it.

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

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

"In the past, once, my husband and I were in a desperate situation."

"While resisting with all my strength, I forcibly absorbed the Shura bloodline of several Demon Saints."

"Because of a strange combination of circumstances, I have the ability to absorb and purify demonic energy."

In just a few words, the bloody past was swept away.

Chen Feng could think of what she had experienced.

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

Chen Feng also experienced it back then.

It's just that his own bloodline is more powerful, so the Shura bloodline didn't make any waves.

But the female monk in front of her was different.

Chen Feng could sense that her bloodline was indeed very strong.

However, it is absolutely difficult to compete with Shura bloodline.

I'm afraid a lot of sacrifices were made in the beginning.

At this time, the Tiancan Beast slave on the side casually added something to Chen Feng.

"Brother, the husband of Fairy Jingzhu is Lang Kang, the strongest man in the human race back then."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Feng, Zhongli Yaoqin and Taoist Wuya were all shocked.

Chen Feng's heart moved slightly, and he immediately looked at Cong Jingzhu and smiled.

"What a coincidence, we happened to bump into your husband on the way here."

"I brought him with me."

"What!"

After hearing Chen Feng's words, Cong Jingzhu, who had always been calm, finally had a strange look on his face.

A flash of excitement instantly appeared on her beautiful face.

"Where is he now?"

Chen Feng turned over his hand and took out the Golden Pagoda for Summoning Souls of Hundred Ghosts.

The golden pagoda swelled in the storm and soon became more than ten meters high.

Cong Jingzhu’s steps were a little shaky, and as soon as he took a few steps closer, his eyes were already red.

However, she still stopped.

Chen Feng seemed to have guessed what she was thinking at this moment, and said calmly:

"When I played against Lang Kang, I found that he still had self-awareness."

As expected, after hearing this, Cong Jingzhu looked over in disbelief.

"You...what did you say?"

The next moment, Jingzhu's figure disappeared from where he was.

The first floor of the golden pagoda.

In the vast and empty land, that figure is particularly conspicuous.

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

"Husband..."

Before he finished speaking, Lang Kang suddenly turned around, his whole body filled with demonic aura.

In an instant, his black hair danced wildly and his eyes were red.

He almost ignored them and rushed forward.

Buzz!

Suddenly a soft moan sounded in his ears.

The next moment, Lang Kang's figure was locked in place.

Countless rhymes were like chains, locking him firmly in mid-air.