A good one dies here! Pindao will let you have your wish.
Chu Feng sneered in his heart, and entered the state. His face immediately turned pale, and he took two steps back nervously. He hesitated for a second or two, then pretended to be tough and walked back, squeezing his neck and saying, "Fuck you, you know what's going on behind my back." The power?"
The fat man looked like he was looking at a fool. As a local snake, he knew very well what big figures there were. This little Taoist priest looked unfamiliar and lacked the confidence to speak. He obviously had no background and was a loser. That kind of shit luck.
In line with the iron rule of not taking advantage of the bastard, he grabbed Chu Feng's collar and threatened him through a voice message: "Boy, you have no background at all. Stop blowing nonsense and tell the secrets you know in a sensible way, otherwise I will It will make you endure the greatest pain in the world."
Although this is a night market, no one is fighting. The unusual behavior of the two people quickly attracted the attention of the people around them, and about fourteen or five people came over to watch the fun. But whether it was indifference or fear of the fat man, no one said a word.
There are still too few people! Chu Feng glanced around and sighed secretly, pretending to be nervous: "You, I don't understand what you are talking about at all."
The fat man's originally small eyes narrowed and turned into tiny slits. He has been practicing all the way, and to this day, not only a thousand but also eight hundred people have died in his hands. In terms of ruthlessness, he thinks he is no less than more than 90% of the people in the fifth level.
"Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish."
The fat man spoke directly.
Everyone around was shocked, how could he kill someone so well.
When people in the distance heard that someone was going to kill someone, they all turned their attention towards him. Watching someone kill someone and behead them was more interesting than eating.
Fatty was worried that Chu Feng would leak the secret, so he immediately sealed Chu Feng's consciousness and mouth with his consciousness.
"Uh huh huh..."
While Chu Feng made a nasal noise, his body shook violently, and a storage bag fell to the ground.
Somehow, the rope of the storage bag suddenly opened, and a massive amount of fairy stones spurted out like a tidal wave. The scene was extremely gorgeous.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths... ten breaths, the immortal stone transformed from the hill into a hundred-meter-high tower, and it continues...
The cool night breeze was blowing, and the fat man who grabbed Chu Feng's collar turned ugly, and he couldn't hide it anymore.
Sure enough, the next second, the whole place was filled with the noise of a male dog in heat.
"Who is this person and why are there so many fairy stones?"
"Each of these fairy stones is crystal clear, unlike anything circulating in the world."
"With a mere heavenly cultivation level, it is impossible to have so many immortal stones. In my opinion, it is 80% that we have discovered a super treasure."
"Damn fat man, you just want to take it all to yourself. Don't even think about it when I'm here."
…
On the Immortal Stone Mountain that blinded countless people, the fat man was furious. What originally belonged to him alone was now shared by so many people.
It's all this damn little Taoist's fault.
He was about to commit violence on Chu Feng when several divine lights struck him. With a muffled groan, the fat man lowered his proud head.
Although Xuanxian is strong in a place like the fifth level, there are probably not a few people who can deal with him.
With a pop, the fat man spit out bright red blood, and his body became exhausted.
Feeling his neck loosen, Chu Feng immediately jumped down from Immortal Stone Mountain and ran in one direction.
The people at the scene were immediately divided. A small number of people knew that their cultivation was low and there was no hope of grabbing the treasure, so they stayed there to collect the fairy stones. The majority of people were eager to find more fairy stones, skills, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and they were chasing after them. Abandon.
The fat man yelled wildly, jumped down from the Immortal Stone Mountain, clutched his chest, and chased after him.
"All you bastards, the treasure is mine, the treasure is mine..."
At this time, there are still people out there who care about the fat man’s voice.
In the vast darkness, thousands of people chased after Chu Feng, like runaway mad dogs.
Chu Feng, who pretended to risk his life and ran ahead, laughed secretly in his heart and roared, his whole body bathed in a bloody halo, which was very strange.
"That little Taoist priest is burning his essence and blood! Don't let him run away."
"With a mere heavenly cultivation level, even if you burn your soul, you won't be able to escape."
"Boy, there are so many of us, you can't bear the secret anymore. Come quickly, let's go to the place where the treasure is buried."
…
The pursuers shouted, especially the old immortals with high cultivation levels, with expressions of determination on their faces.
Chu Feng pretended to look back in panic, took out a golden cloud-piercing shuttle, jumped up, and his speed suddenly increased by nearly ten times.
“Sure enough, there is a treasure”
"Hahaha, my father's son is going to be prosperous."
…
The crowd chased him even more happily.
However, thousands of people had different cultivation levels. Some ran fast and some ran slowly. Suddenly, the team became chaotic.
Chu Feng rode the cloud shuttle and ran around the pass like a headless fly before arriving at a dilapidated building complex.
His expression froze, what's going on? Why did the Guanling Mansion collapse? Where were the people from the three sects? Halfway through the play, the protagonist of the next scene died. Is it still necessary to act?
The people who caught up saw Chu Feng motionless in front of the ruins and stopped too.
As time passed, more and more people gathered. Chu Feng suddenly hit a direction in the ruins.
Divine light flashed, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, and three thousand thunders shook.
With an unruly roar, a black-haired man who looked like a god and a demon, carrying a bald monk, rushed to the sky in the boundless excitement and looked down at everyone.
"The golden cicada lives up to his expectations."
The disappointment in Chu Feng's heart was immediately replaced by expectation. The Immortal Lord's mausoleum, which has been prepared for a long time, can be put to use.
High in the sky, Chu Feng's eyes were full of coldness.
"You little angel, you dare to attack me."
Chu Feng, who didn't want the scene to be complicated, immediately shouted to the people around him: "Now that things have happened, I will tell you the truth, I found the tomb of an immortal."
Immortal Lord’s Tomb!
The whole audience was shocked. What the little Taoist priest discovered was actually the tomb of the Immortal Lord.
Except for that damn place in Tiandao City and a few places, there are not many people who have cultivated the Immortal Master, let alone the mausoleum.
Suddenly, countless people's breathing became rapid.
It was as if I saw an opportunity that soared into the sky.
"The Tomb of the Immortal Lord"
Bian Fuhua, who was high up in the sky, also showed an interested expression.
As a monk who has been trapped in the Daluo Jinxian realm for countless years, he clearly knows how terrifying the Immortal Lord is.
Looking around, Chu Feng saw that the effect was good, and immediately rushed into the crowd, taking advantage of the chaos to escape outside the pass.
"Little Taoist, you want to run away again, hurry up and give chase."
"I have locked you in. Even if you run to the horizon, I can still catch you."
…
The crowd all turned around to catch up.
High up in the sky, Bian Fulai released a bit of his consciousness to lock onto Chu Feng, and then followed him leisurely.
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