Chapter 1020

Chapter 1020 disdain

"According to the jade slice, we can find here, and from here, we will get clues and continue to search."

"I just don't know how many clues it takes to get and how many turns it takes to find the ultimate goal! However, this is also worthy of his identity. After all, how can such precious things be found so easily?"

"That piece of jade, and here we found, is just a small paragraph on this huge clue!"

Chen Feng asked, "Yin and Yang emperor, what level of master is that? Condensed soul?"

"Condensed soul state? Condensed soul state is a fart in front of the Yin and Yang emperor!" Dark old disdained to say:

"To put it bluntly, ninghun realm didn't even have the qualification to guard him. When the great Yin and Yang emperor was at its peak, the lowest strength slaves outside the palace were afraid to surpass ninghun realm!"

Chen Feng breathed coldly: "no wonder there are so strong evil spirits guarding the outermost part of the tomb of the great Yin and Yang emperor."

He asked, "what should we do now? With this bone spirit Python here, we can't help it!"

The old man smiled and said, "it is said that there are four entrances to the tomb of the great Yin and Yang emperor."

"These entrances are basically distributed in Qingzhou!"

"On the jade tripod, every side records the position of an entrance, and the jade plate we get is no exception."

"On our jade board, there is a position recorded, which is another place besides this entrance. As long as you probe carefully, you can find it here!"

Chen Feng nodded, carefully looked at the mountains and rivers outlined on the jade board, and remembered them all.

Soon they left here, and this day is the 15th day of entering the spirit mountain.

That is the last day.

Chen Feng suddenly patted his head and said, "it's broken. I haven't killed the purple deer yet!"

"But," he said with a smile, "it's easy to hunt them with my strength."

Chen Feng continued to walk forward, and when he just came out of a valley, he suddenly saw a monster running here quickly.

This monster, shaped like a deer, is purple all over and looks quite luxurious.

But the body shape is quite violent. It is more than three people tall, six or seven meters long, and its huge hooves are as big as a giant water tank.

After seeing Chen Feng, it unexpectedly made a violent roar and rushed directly towards Chen Feng.

Chen Feng looked at it and couldn't help smiling slightly at the corners of his mouth: "this monster must be the purple spirit deer. This purple spirit deer is equivalent to the cultivation of the tenth floor of the human warrior God gate."

The purple spirit deer is also quite powerful. At least in the purple spirit mountains, it is a powerful spirit beast that can be counted.

But in front of Chen Feng, it is obviously not enough.

Chen Feng smiled, flashed, came directly to the purple spirit deer, and punched out.

Ziling deer gave a wail, and was directly beaten out for dozens of meters. It hit the cliff heavily, and its body was blown apart.

This powerful monster was directly killed by Chen Feng.

Then Chen Feng stepped forward.

He has paid no attention to the monster of this level. For him, the fur, crystal and core of the monster are of little value.

Chen Feng just cut off his left rear hoof.

That hoof is purple, which will be a proof of the number of purple spirit beasts killed by Chen Feng here.

Chen Feng continued to walk forward, and soon he met many purple deer.

These purple deer look noble and elegant, but in fact they are very grumpy. Before Chen Feng went to clean them up, they took the initiative to provoke Chen Feng and attack Chen Feng.

Chen Feng naturally laughed at him and killed him with one punch.

Soon, there were fourorfive more hooves of purple deer in his mustard bag.

Chen Feng estimated that it should be almost the same with these. Other people should not hunt more than themselves.

Chen Feng hurried forward. On his way back, he killed hundreds of purple deer, making up a whole thousand.

At the entrance of Ziling mountain, on a vacant lot, everyone has been waiting there.

Those disciples who participated in the competition also came back, with the exception of Chen Feng.

Everyone was waiting anxiously.

It was almost noon. At this time, the Lord of Sifang City stood up and announced loudly:

"Another hour is the deadline for the first round of written examination."

Then he sat back with a cool face.

This man is a tall and burly middle-aged man named Xu Xuanshui.

The person who presides over the competition every year is the owner of the city that won the competition last year.

Sifang city has won the first place in the competition for five consecutive years.

There was a whisper below:

"There is another hour, and the first round of competition is over. Why hasn't the man from Dongming city returned?"

"What's the man's name? It seems to be Chen Feng. Haha, he won't die here and be killed and devoured by those purple deer?"

"It's possible that Dongming city is so wasteful, and the people who come here are also wasteful. Any situation can happen."

"Yes, if I hadn't died in it, how could I have come back so late?"

With that, a burst of laughter rang out below.

A fat man in expensive clothes staggered over.

This is a young man in his twenties. He is fat and ugly, but he also pretends to be romantic and wears fancy clothes.

Even his face was powdered. It was quite cold in late autumn, and he was still carrying a fan in his hand, a pair of mediocre and elegant virtue.

He walked up to sun Yiren, looked at him, and said arrogantly, "Sun Yiren, it seems that I overestimated your Dongming city before."

"Haha, I should have thought of it long ago. You people in Dongming city are such waste."

"But I didn't expect that he didn't even have the honor of dying under my hand. He died directly in Ziling mountain."

Sun Yi's face flushed, and he said angrily, "fat Zhou, don't your mother's nonsense!"

"Chen Feng must be able to come out. There's still an hour left. What's your hurry?"

"Haha, there is another hour? One hour, do you think he can come back?"

Zhou pangzi laughed loudly and said, "Sun Yiren, don't hold on any longer. Your people must have died in Ziling mountain."

"Give up as soon as possible and give me your position as the Lord of Dongming city!"

Sun Yiren shook his head slowly but firmly, and Zhou pangzi snorted coldly, "it's really impolite."

Soon, an hour passed.

The Lord of Sifang City stood up and announced loudly, "the time has come. The first round of ten cities is officially concluded..."

When he was about to say the word "Shu", he suddenly rode a monster in the distance and came here quickly.