Chapter 5693

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
According to his understanding, in this little world, no one can make his eldest brother Chen Feng feel so embarrassed.

Chen Feng waved his hand without saying much, and directly asked the situation.

Seeing Chen Feng's really unimpeded appearance, Tiancan beast slave was relieved, and his face quickly became serious.

"The situation is not very good."

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

"We have to leave in three days."

Chen Feng nodded.

"I learned about it on the way."

As soon as the words fell, I heard a loud noise from the depths of the mountains.

The murderous spirit and the war spirit scattered.

A mountain peak was cut away and turned into powder.

Chen Feng frowned and looked over there.

"Demon clan?"

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

"It's those fools who don't have eyes that are fighting among themselves."

The task of this trial is extremely difficult, and all the immortal disciples who came in have good accomplishments.

It can also be regarded as a leader in this small world.

Therefore, many of them also came to the last Terran team that Tiancan beast slaves could find.

Then infighting began.

The stipulated task is to join the Terran team and escort from Jingzhu into the demon city without any harm.

But the team is limited.

Moreover, this team of Aboriginal immortals is also quite alert to their uninvited guests.

In this little world, they fled and ran around at the beginning. It can be said that they had known all the human friars all over.

But these people seem to fall from the sky. It's hard not to be suspicious.

This is not the beginning of infighting.

Looking at the Tiancan beast slave who led the way in front, Chen Feng casually asked:

"Did you get in?"

The Tiancan beast slave immediately laughed.

"That's nature. My beast defense ability and predatory magic power have an absolute advantage."

Soon, the three passed through the lush towering ancient wood and came to an abyss.

The surrounding mountains collapsed, showing a dilapidated appearance.

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

"Cong Jingzhu is right below."

When it comes to Cong Jingzhu, the beast slave looks slightly different.

"Brother, I tell you, Cong Jingzhu seems to have a special ability to magic Qi."

Say, a few people jump, jumped down.

Dong!

All four of them appeared under the abyss.

To be exact, it is in the cave below the cold pool.

"Brother Tiancan, these three are your friends?"

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

Chen Feng looked around.

There are really many people here, hundreds of them!

However, among the hundreds of monks, there are also half to the left and half to the right.

Chen Feng could see at a glance that this half on the left must be the primitive cultivator of this world.

There is no other reason, 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 from his eyes that he was unwilling, hated and looked at death as if he were going home.

And the group on the right stood in twos and threes.

Even though he pretended to have national hatred, his acting skills were somewhat clumsy.

The person who spoke was the first woman in blue.

At a glance, Chen Feng can confirm that this person is Cong Jingzhu fairy.

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

Even the simplest bun is still elegant.

And valiant!

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

But Chen Feng still believes that it is most considerate to summarize her impression with "valiant and valiant".

In her eyes, there is righteousness!

Chen Feng and his colleagues gave a brief introduction.

It seems that Tiancan beast slave is doing well here.

And from Jing Zhu's active kindness to them, 40 or 50 people on the right immediately looked at Chen Feng and his face became gloomy.

Chen Feng looked at Cong Jingzhu and thought of what he said just now.

He paused, pressed the line and asked directly:

"Jingzhu fairy, I heard that you seem to have some special abilities for magic Qi?"

Hearing the speech, he was stunned from Jingzhu instinct, then looked at him and nodded meaningfully.

This is natural.

Otherwise, they will not really take Cong Jingzhu as a chess piece and give it to gamastema.

This move is called drawing a dagger to the end.

The real big killer is from Jingzhu himself.

Chen Feng asked again, "are you half demon?"

Cong Jingzhu was surprised and immediately denied it.

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

"My constitution is relatively special, and I can absorb others' blood."

"Once, my husband and I were in a desperate situation."

"In the struggle, I forcibly absorbed the Shura blood of several demon saints."

"Also under the wrong circumstances, I have the ability to absorb and purify magic Qi."

A few words, but a bloody past with.

Chen Feng can think of what she has experienced.

After absorbing Shura blood, there will be unprecedented blood reflux.

At the beginning, Chen Feng also experienced.

But his own blood is more powerful, which doesn't make Shura's blood turn out any waves.

But the nun in front of me is different.

Chen Feng can feel that her blood is really strong.

However, it is absolutely difficult to compete with Shura's blood.

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

At this time, the Tiancan beast slave on the side casually added a sentence to Chen Feng.

"Brother, the husband of Jingzhu fairy, was Lang Kang, the strongest man of the Terran in those days."

Chen Feng, Zhong Li, Yao Qin and Taoist Wuya were all surprised at this.

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

"Coincidentally, we ran into your husband on the way."

"I brought him with me."

"What!"

Hearing Chen Feng's words, he was always calm from Jingzhu, and his face was a little different.

Her beautiful face was instantly touched with excitement.

"Where is he now?"

Chen Feng turned his hand and took out the golden pagoda of ghosts.

The pagoda rose against the storm and soon became more than ten meters high.

From Jingzhu, his steps were floating. Just a few steps closer, his eyes were already red.

But she stopped anyway.

Chen Feng seemed to have guessed what she was thinking at this time, and spoke faintly:

"In the process of fighting with Lang Kang, I found that he still had self-awareness."

Sure enough, after hearing this, he looked at it strangely from Jingzhu's face.

"You... What did you say?"

The next moment, from the shape of static bamboo disappeared in situ.

The first floor of the pagoda.

In the vast land without anything, that figure is particularly conspicuous.

The man turned his back to her, but just looking at his body shape, he suddenly burst into tears from Jingzhu.

"Husband..."

Before the words fell, Lang Kang turned around, and his evil spirit scattered all over.

In an instant, the ink hair danced wildly, and the eyes were red.

Almost regardless, we have to rush forward.

Hum!

Suddenly there was a whisper in my ear.

The next moment, Lang Kang's body was confined in place.

Countless rhymes like chains locked him firmly in midair.