Shen Chenfeng has left, but what happened that day was like an earthquake, shaking the entire Xuantian City.
With the strength of the first level of Lingxu Realm, he forced his way into the Tower of Babel.
At an incredible speed, he broke the record left by Xifeng Lie and became the strongest challenger in history.
And his fighting power is extremely fierce.
Killing the gatekeeper instantly with one sword, he subdued Zhang Ruoli and made him worship him as his master.
But the most shocking thing was Shen Chenfeng's huge energy.
Because of him, the Xuantian City Lord and the six outer sect elders almost got into trouble with the Li family.
Although there was no conflict between the two parties in the end, the disciples who did good things were somewhat regretful. But everyone knows that Xuantian City has changed.
The once unique Li family was no longer the overlord of Xuantian City.
And Shen Chenfeng's name was also spread throughout Xuantian City today. Some disciples who did good things even gave him a title.
Invincible at the same level!
That's right.
Since Shen Chenfeng came to Xuantian City, he has gone through countless battles but has never been defeated. Within the same territory, it is rare to encounter an enemy. Even warriors who are a level higher than him are not incapable of killing.
He once killed three masters of the Lingxu Realm with his strength in the True Martial Realm.
Invincible at the same level, Shen Chenfeng fully deserves this title.
At the same time, Gale Palace.
Shen Chenfeng sat on the main seat, with several elders around him asking for help.
"Brother Shen, this is the spiritual tea that I have treasured for hundreds of years. Take a quick sip and see how it tastes?"
"If there are any activities in the future, remember to inform us. Otherwise, what will we do if you have an accident?"
"Do you know that when you were at the Tower of Babel, I almost had a heart attack?"
Seeing the usually dignified and solemn old men wagging their heads and tails in front of Shen Chenfeng, City Lord Xuantian felt particularly unreal.
Once upon a time, he begged these elders to help him fight against the Li family, but no one paid attention.
But today, these elders who ignored him actually paid such compliments to a junior Shen Chenfeng.
The world is in decline!
The world is really in decline.
"Okay, okay, if anything happens, just tell me quickly."
Shen Chenfeng played with the identity token in his hand, looking a little impatient.
Through selling soul-returning pills and the 30,000 points left by Wei Changxun, he already had a terrifying 42,600 points.
In addition to the 28,000 points obtained by Babel Tower, it now exceeds 70,000.
In addition to exchanging the wings of the golden-winged roc, there are still 20,000 left.
So he didn't have time to chat with these elders. He just wanted to exchange the Dapeng wings quickly, then practice in seclusion, and strive to break through to the Tongtian Divine Realm as soon as possible.
"Since Brother Shen is so forthcoming, I will tell you directly."
Sun Buwei coughed dryly and hurriedly stepped forward and said: "To be honest, in a war that lasted for decades, I was plotted by the enemy and was given the Lost Soul Dispersion, which resulted in the disintegration of my soul. Although I was lucky enough to survive, But now we are running out of fuel and have only a few days left to live.”
"Brother Shen, as an alchemy master, do you have any idea?"
Sun Buwei looked at Shen Chenfeng nervously, as if he was afraid that the other party would say no.
Even after so many years, he had already thought about it. But if you can continue to live, who can refuse?
"This is a small matter."
Shen Chenfeng flicked his fingers. Such a casual movement and that confident expression gave Sun Buwei instant hope.
"but……"
"But what?"
Sun Buwei's body trembled violently, and he became nervous again without knowing it.
Shen Chenfeng picked up the teacup on the side and said with a cold expression: "However, your injuries are indeed troublesome, and the price is not cheap."
"Holy shit!"
"Shen Chenfeng, you're fucking scaring me to death."
"Please, when you speak later, can you finish it all at once?"
Sun Buwei had veins popping out on his forehead and he cursed regardless of his appearance.
Even Shen Chenfeng's words just now frightened him into thinking that Shen Chenfeng had nothing to do, and he almost collapsed.
Unexpectedly, it was because of the price.
"Who asked you to interrupt me?"
Shen Chenfeng took a sip of tea and said in a neutral tone: "But don't be too happy too early. Losing Souls is an ancient poison. Even if I take action, it will be very troublesome."
"Brother Shen, I know what you mean."
Sun Bu is an old man, and when he saw Shen Chenfeng say these words, he waved his hands quickly.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in the hall.
A pair of golden wings that were more than ten feet long floated down in the hall, exuding an extremely sharp aura.
"I have long heard from Zhou Tong that Brother Shen is collecting the remains of ancient holy beasts."
An ugly smile appeared on Sun Buwei's skinny face, and he said, "So I took it upon myself to take out these pair of Dapeng wings. Brother Shen, do you think you can see them?"
"good!"
Shen Chenfeng laughed heartily, and it was a pleasure to deal with these smart people, and said: "I will take care of this little thing of yours. But I still need the main ingredient to refine the soul-resurrecting pill. I will prepare the materials later. Once everything is complete, I will notify you further."
"That's very good."
Sun Buwei took a deep breath, and the stone in his heart finally fell.
When he saw the figure behind Shen Chenfeng, he suddenly remembered something and said: "By the way, Brother Shen. Zhang Ruoli has been sealed for decades, his cultivation has dropped drastically, and he has lost one soul..."
"do not worry."
Shen Chenfeng knew what Sun Buwei wanted to say, and said: "Since he worships me as his master, I naturally won't let him die so easily."
"Thank you, Master."
Zhang Ruoli knelt on the ground with a plop, his expression full of excitement.
He became obsessed with sword practice and thought he would have no hope in this life. Unexpectedly, Shen Chenfeng not only helped him cut off his inner demons, but also gave him a new lease of life.
This is the gift of reinvention.
Zhang Ruoli took a deep breath, as if he had made an extremely heavy decision.
He bit his finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and vowed: "The sky is above, the loess is below. I, Zhang Ruoli, swear on my soul that I will follow Shen Chenfeng for the rest of my life. I will go through fire and water without hesitation. If there are false words, I will be stunned. If it is destroyed, it will never be reincarnated for eternity.”
boom!
Zhang Ruoli's voice seemed to resonate.
The heaven and earth shook.
There was a faint light emitting from the drop of blood, and a figure could be faintly seen, which was similar to Zhang Ruoli.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.
This is the oath of heaven and earth, with the sky and earth as the witness, and the blood and soul as the matchmaker, through which you can promise your oath.
As long as this drop of blood is collected, Zhang Ruoli's fate can be completely controlled.
Let him live, never die.
Let him die, never live.
No one expected that Zhang Ruoli would make an oath between heaven and earth to express his sincerity to Shen Chenfeng.
But what's even more shocking is that Shen Chenfeng doesn't appreciate it at all.
Instead of putting away the drop of blood, he directly pricked the drop of blood with a flick of his finger.
