Luan Xiaoyao frowned upon hearing this.
She was absolutely certain that she had never met the extremely confident guy in front of her.
The ancestor of Wanhun Town looked at Luan Xiaoyao with questioning eyes.
these days.
Because of Luan Xiaoyao's attractive appearance, this is not the first time she has encountered such monks who are rushing to chat with her. However, in the past, they were all wretched uncles who were attracted by her twin tails. Today, this one is different...
At first, the two were a little patient.
He just said words to drive people away. Later, whenever he learned that his intentions were not pure, the ancestor of Wanhun Town would directly beat the person away, or even kill him directly.
Master and apprentice already have a tacit understanding.
"Master, I don't know this person." Luan Xiaoyao said calmly towards his master.
After hearing this answer, the ancestor of Wanhun Town immediately understood.
No more nonsense, just wave your hand and let out a fierce wind.
"Senior, please don't do anything, I'm not a bad person!" Chen Feng saw that the situation was not good and quickly explained.
But he still said it was a little late.
History is always surprisingly similar.
When he finished speaking, the person was blown out by the strong wind!
"It's such a pity that he still has the cultivation level of a king!"
"At a young age, if you have some talents, you can't wait to curry favor with those in high positions. Such people are eager for quick success and quick gains, and they will never achieve high achievements..."
The ancestor of Wanhun Town was slightly surprised, but he still shook his head without any regret in his heart.
He has seen countless young geniuses like this in his life, but few of them are promising.
Luan Xiaoyao didn't care either.
She is only at the king level, not as good as she was two years ago.
Not to mention that two years ago, at night in the capital of Dajing, the masked young man of his own age whom he saw was now famous all over the world and is enshrined in the Tianji Pavilion...
It seems like this.
How could Chen Feng fall in her eyes?
The small episode did not stop the two of them.
This time going to Tianqiong Mountain, the ancestor of Wanhun Town wanted his disciples to compete for the quota to ascend to the underworld.
Luan Xiaoyao was not sure at first, but the confident and young monks she met along the way made her confidence increase.
If all the people participating in the selection are like this...
Then you can definitely be chosen!
"let's go."
The ancestor of Wanhun Town glanced at the direction Chen Feng flew out and didn't pay attention.
His blow just now did not kill anyone. If a king-level monk was thrown to death like this, it can only be said that the other party was very unlucky.
The evil cultivators in Wanhun Town do everything based on their intentions, so naturally they won't care about such trivial matters.
The two of them continued towards Tianqiong Mountain.
...
Not far away, Chen Feng flew backwards a long way and hit a huge rock.
boom!
Chen Feng hit the boulder firmly with his head down.
Damn it, why do you take action just because you disagree?
Chen Feng, whose head was stuck in the boulder, felt infinite sadness and anger.
This is the second time he has encountered such a situation.
It was clear that it was all a matter of chance before, but now it becomes more and more unlucky every time.
If he hadn't used his true energy to protect his whole body early, he would have been seriously injured just by hitting this boulder.
"Hi~ah!"
Chen Feng held the boulder with both hands and pulled out his head with all his strength.
Due to his posture, it took him a long time to finally pull out his head like a carrot.
"What a bad luck!"
Chen Feng sat slumped next to the boulder, his hair scattered, and his handsome appearance that he had just taken care of suddenly became the same as a beggar, miserable and miserable.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
A small stone hit him.
Chen Feng looked up and saw a monkey making faces at him.
"Good people being bullied!"
"Even a monkey laughed at me?"
Chen Feng was so angry that he grabbed the small stone and wanted to throw it back.
The moment he picked up the stone, he immediately felt a powerful wave of spiritual energy.
"This is!"
He stared at the stone in his hand with wide eyes, unable to conceal the shock in his eyes.
Fragments of an imperial magic weapon!
This small stone is actually a fragment of an imperial magic weapon!
Even if it is just a fragment of the magic weapon, as long as it is stimulated with all its strength, part of its power can be stimulated.
A fragment of a royal-level magic weapon is definitely more useful than an ordinary king-level magic weapon.
It's good to go out and make a living.
In the past, Chen Feng never dared to think that he could possess an imperial treasure!
"came back!"
"They're all back again!"
"The opportunities that belong to me, Chen Feng, have come back!" Chen Feng felt that he could do it again.
He looked up at the monkey who had just thrown the stone, only to find that the monkey had disappeared.
"pity!"
"If you follow that monkey, you may have a great opportunity."
"But now is not the time to look for monkeys, my opportunity is there!"
Chen Feng raised his head and looked in the direction of Tianqiong Mountain with burning eyes.
This time, he wisely did not choose to go up the mountain from the previous path.
He was afraid of meeting that pair of master and disciple again.
If he was knocked away again and missed the chance to be promoted, he would cry to death.
I had to go around in a big circle.
Chen Feng finally came to the foot of Tianqiong Mountain again.
At this moment, three figures suddenly descended from the sky above Tianqiong Mountain.
This man has a demonic aura, long hair that stretches all over the sky, and is wild and wanton. Just one look at him makes him feel like he is being targeted by an unparalleled ferocious beast.
A man with a sinister aura, his whole body hidden under a black robe.
Only a pair of eyes were looming under the black robe. Anyone who saw those eyes would feel cold all over, as if they were falling into the darkness.
One of them has horns on his head, he is tall and mighty, and he looks a bit honest.
However, the momentum is not inferior to the first two, and there is even a faint red light flashing under the skin, like a raging fire!
...
At the foot of the mountain, countless young monks looked up.
At this time, how could they not know that these three people were the legendary ferry messengers.
This is their opportunity.
Each one of them is an existence that they can't even hope for!
"I want to fly to the demon world! I have a trace of dragon blood in my body. As long as I can fly to the demon world, I will definitely turn into a blue dragon and soar through the nine heavens!"
"I, my natural ability to control the soul is different from ordinary people. I can definitely attract the attention of the messenger of the underworld!"
"I like the devil world...there is no reason, I just can!"
"Don't even dream about it! With your pitiful talents, it's simply wishful thinking to want to be chosen by the Lord Messenger!"
Many people shout out their dreams, obsessed and fanatical.
Of course, some people were sarcastic.
People in a certain corner wanted to shout back, but when they saw the taunting person, they closed their mouths one by one.
"I am the Holy Son of the Netherworld Sect. If anyone is not convinced by me, you can come to me to practice before the envoy selection."
"As long as you dare to come, I will definitely play with you."
A man in black looked at everyone wildly.
He has the strength and the confidence.
The Holy Son of Netherworld Sect, a peak king-level monk, is the one with the highest cultivation level among all the young people present.
Everyone dared to be angry but dared not speak out, so they could only keep their heads down and continue on their way.
They don't want to create extraneous problems and affect the final selection.
Chen Feng looked at the rampant performance of the Holy Son of the Netherworld Sect. In the past, he would have stepped forward to teach people a lesson and show off to others properly... After all, he could cross the next level to challenge and win this The Son is no problem at all!
With the King-level inheritance he had just obtained and the fragments of the Royal-level magic weapon, he believed that he had this strength.
But now he still sighed and did not step forward to take action.
Because before that, there are more important things to do.
He is no longer a hot-blooded young man, he wants to become more mature.
Chen Feng looked up at the three figures in the sky.
There is a touch of passion in the eyes!
One day, I will be like these immortal figures, trampling all living beings under my feet... life and death, whatever I want!
