Chu Feng ignored him and went straight to the hill that was dozens of meters high. He waved his robe sleeves, gathered the monkeys and dragon horses, and used his magic power to eliminate the bad luck for them.
As the wisps of black energy floated from their bodies, Chu Feng sweated more and more on his forehead. His face turned red at first and then turned pale. This was a sign of excessive mana consumption. If at this time, there was A half-step great sage came and attacked Chu Feng, and Chu Feng was likely to be seriously injured.
It can be seen from this that the terror of the power of doom is not an exaggeration to say that it has touched the power of the law. As time passed, the day receded, the night came, and a new morning appeared. The bodies of the dragon, horse and monkey were better and they no longer cried out in pain.
At this time, Chu Feng could not care about the people in the Five Hundred Miles Oasis. When he went over and took a look, he found that more than half of the 17,800 people had gone, leaving only three or four thousand people. This was just right and saved trouble. Because these people At that time, we were far away from the Black Emperor and the injuries were relatively minor. Chu Feng's treatment process was relatively easy, but some monks still died during the process. There is a situation in this world that cannot be saved, which is obsession, especially severe obsession.
After more than ten days, most of the monks or ordinary people recovered from their injuries and left after thanking them for their kindness. More than 200 graves were left beside the 500-mile oasis.
The Black Emperor, who had done a lot of harm, did not feel any less angry because he was imprisoned for more than ten days.
"Son of a bitch"
"Turtle son"
"Old bastard"
"Immortal"
"Stinky Taoist"
"Little red guy, let me go now"
"Pu Ni xx"
"Street Fighter"
"Niang Xipi"
…
All kinds of curses are endless!
The dragon horse and monkey standing next to the bullock cart looked strange. The dead dog learned many curse words from them.
After spending half a day on the hill, Chu Feng, who had regained his breath, came to the oxcart with a serious look on his face.
"Damn dog, you can't control the power of your own misfortune now. You will hurt others indiscriminately. Until you learn to control yourself, I can't let you out."
"The power of doom"
The Black Emperor's scolding stopped abruptly. His two big lightbulb-like eyes stared at Chu Feng for a while, and his huge head lowered, seemingly trying to control the power of misfortune in his body.
Chu Feng left the oxcart and walked to one side. As he walked, he kept thinking about the six ancient royal families who made the move that night.
Hehe, just in time to take the Black Emperor out for a walk.
Having made up his mind, Chu Feng waded into the water and came to a small island surrounded by an oasis. The bright and cool Tiger Erniang, dressed in black gauze, had already prepared a meal and placed it on a small wooden table with steamed crucian carp on it. Roast duck meat wrapped in lotus leaves, fried vegetables, and a big bowl of white rice, simple and very warm.
"Viewer"
Sitting on the small stone stool beside the table, Hu Erniang was in a daze with her white hands covering her cheeks. Her eyes lit up and she smiled.
“It still hurts”
"Um"
Chu Feng sat down with a look of sympathy on his face. It had been so long and the little tiger was not getting better at all.
"Eat?"
"Toothache, can't eat"
Tiger Erniang half-cupped her cheeks, feeling very depressed.
Chu Feng could only eat alone in silence. After a while, Chu Feng inadvertently raised his head and found that Hu Erniang was looking at him.
"What's wrong? There are flowers on my face?"
"No, let's see if it doesn't work!"
There was a hint of coquettishness in his tone.
Chu Feng was surprised. It seemed that this was the first time Hu Erniang had spoken to him in such a tone.
After eating, Chu Feng was ready to set off. The Taoist Master's revenge didn't last overnight. This time, after so many nights, he couldn't wait.
Chu Feng and his party had just left the Five Hundred Miles Oasis in the prison car when they met the Saint of Yaochi.
This peerless beauty, who seemed to have walked out of a painting, had a bad expression on her face, as if she was worried. She came to Chu Feng and said urgently: "Taoist Master, something happened..."
"What's up?"
Chu Feng had a bad premonition.
"That's it..."
Through the description of the Yaochi Saint, Chu Feng knew that many major events had happened in the past ten days. People from the Taikoo Ten Thousand Clan were announced to be born one after another, and they were very powerful. He learned that the Beiyuan Golden Family, who was related to the Taikoo Ten Thousand Clan, was the one who was hired for employment. The killer in the human world assassinated Chu Feng, causing very serious consequences. On the contrary, the family that was destroyed by the two ancestor killers in the human world was destroyed.
The people of the Taigu Ten Thousand Tribes launched a liquidation in the human world and killed many people in the human world. The Ancestor Killers and some Killing Saints in the human world were not just for free. They killed many people of the Taigu Ten Thousand Tribes in the battle. In the end, The people of the ancient tribes used three ancient imperial weapons to wipe out the people in the human world.
After the victory, the Taikoo Ten Thousand Tribes sent people to notify the major holy places that a conference of the Taikoo Ten Thousand Clans would be held in Yaochi to announce the official return of the Taikoo Ten Thousand Clans and discuss the re-division of the territory.
The person with the highest level of cultivation in the human race is Chu Feng, who was surrounded and suppressed by six ancient imperial weapons some time ago. Therefore, the major holy places and families decided to invite Chu Feng as the representative of the human race to negotiate with the ancient tribes.
It has always been the source of trouble. How could Chu Feng be afraid of trouble and agree immediately.
Along the way, the Yaochi Saint frequently looked at the Black Emperor in the prison car with confusion on her face.
"He is the person I am most optimistic about, and he has encountered some changes."
Chu Feng glanced at the bored Black Emperor in the prison car and spoke in unknown words.
"Old Immortal, you finally said something pleasant. This emperor is a peerless genius in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, second only to Emperor Wu Shi. Even geniuses are scum in front of me."
The Black Emperor stood up, with his two front paws behind his back, and a look of disgust on his face.
"Why three scumbags?"
Chu Feng asked doubtfully.
"Well, that's not the point!"
The Black Emperor has black lines all over his head.
"Giggle, that's funny."
The Saint of Yaochi was made to smile coquettishly by the Black Emperor.
"Holy girl, do you still remember the days when we were romantic and romantic? That winter, the first snow fell. The two of us joined hands and wandered by a creek. The sunset in the evening fell on us, like so many flowers. Wearing a golden coat..."
The Black Emperor grabbed the pillars of the prison car with a look of intoxication on his face.
The Yaochi Saint's expression froze on the spot.
Chu Feng, Hu Erniang, Long Ma, and Monkey all looked at the Black Emperor with half-open mouths.
Perhaps feeling that the atmosphere was not right, the Black Emperor shut up and retreated into the prison car.
In the following time, no one spoke. When they arrived at the Yaochi Holy Land, the Saint of Yaochi showed a smile.
"Taoist Master, please"
Entering Yaochi, Chu Feng found many people waiting inside, including the Queen Mother of Yaochi, the Holy Lord Yaoguang, the Ji Family Patriarch, the Holy Lord Daoyi, the Holy Lord Wanchu, the Holy Lord Zifu...
Whether Chu Feng knew them or not, the Yaochi Saintess introduced them to them.
After that, at the request of everyone, Chu Feng reluctantly took the main seat. Since the venue was open-air, many people gathered around, including the Holy Son of Light, the Holy Lady of Light, Ji Haoyue, Ji Ziyue, and Dao Yi. The Holy Son, the Holy Lady of the Purple Mansion...
Chu Feng didn't recognize most of them, and only smiled politely when their eyes met.
"Queen Mother, an ancient creature is visiting!"
A Yaochi fairy in white gauze bowed in the distance to report.
