"Shen Chenfeng, kill me. Don't you hate me so much, why don't you dare to kill me?"
"Hahaha, now I have become one with Lin Waner. As long as you dare to kill me, Lin Waner will definitely die. But if you don't kill me, I will make Lin Waner's life worse than death."
Saint Qianhuan laughed crazily, and a sharp roar came from her mouth. Lin Wan'er felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and a painful expression flashed across her face.
"Stop it."
Shen Chenfeng glared at Saint Qian Huan, with anger in his eyes.
How dare a mere witch dare to be so presumptuous.
Simply the opposite!
If he hadn't been worried about being backlashed by the demon soul, he would have wished to kill this vicious woman with one palm.
But before he could figure things out, he had to clench his fists and restrain his anger. Silently using his divine power, he flew forward quickly.
On the far horizon, a huge arena can be seen in the distance.
It’s the Conferred God Platform!
This is a treasure of the Shenwu Royal Court. As long as you climb up to the Conferring God Platform, you can see the past and present through the Three Life Stones, and any conspiracy and conspiracy will be hidden.
If someone has evil intentions, he will be sealed in this arena forever, turned into a lonely ghost, and will never be reincarnated.
Although the Fengshen Platform in Fengshen Palace cannot be compared with the Shenwu Royal Court. But there shouldn't be any problem if the Sansheng Stone here wants to see Lin Wan'er's first half of her life.
However, Shen Chenfeng had just left Yaochi when a group of people flew over from afar.
The leader is a young man wearing a golden robe. He is heroic, his eyes are sharp, like a sharp sword, and his whole body exudes a sharp aura.
"Holy Son of Dapeng, come and save me."
Seeing this man, Saint Qianhuan looked ecstatic.
When the young man in gold robe heard the voice, a faint golden light burst out from his eyes, and his voice was as sharp as a sword, saying: "How courageous, a mere cultivator in the Celestial Phantasm Realm dares to insult the saint of our Heavenly Saint Sect."
"court death."
The Holy Son of Dapeng screamed, and his figure began to become blurry.
When the word "death" fell, he had already crossed a distance of tens of thousands of meters and suddenly appeared in front of Shen Chenfeng. The palm turned into an illusory claw, carrying a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and clawed hard towards Shen Chenfeng's door.
This claw is extremely sharp and flexible in all directions.
If you are hit by this claw, even if you have the body of the Nine Saints, you may not be able to resist it.
"A strong man in the Guiyi Realm."
Shen Chenfeng's heart trembled slightly. Although he was not afraid of Holy Son Dapeng, with his current strength, if he wanted to defeat him, he would have to take at least five moves.
If he was surrounded by the disciples of the Tiansheng Shen Sect, or if he was caught up by Jin Chihai and others from behind, it would probably take a lot of time.
"We can't get entangled with them here. We need to go to the Conferred God Platform first to figure things out. We must eradicate the evil spirits before they grow up."
"Otherwise, it will be troublesome when the demon soul grows stronger."
Shen Chenfeng took a deep breath, and a pair of illusory golden wings suddenly stretched out from behind. Immediately, his body flashed and he appeared ten thousand meters away.
"Tianpeng Zongheng?"
The Holy Son of Dapeng let out a light sigh, and then a contemptuous smile appeared on his face, saying: "You dare to use the innate magical power of the Golden-winged Dapeng in front of my Holy Son of Dapeng. You are simply trying to do what you do best."
As he spoke, he swayed and appeared next to Shen Chenfeng.
He walked side by side with Shen Chenfeng, appearing to be at ease, and said: "Who are you, and why do you use the innate magical power of our Dapeng clan? Are you also a disciple of the Tiansheng Shen Sect?"
"He is not a cultivator of the Tiansheng Shen Sect, the Holy Son of Dapeng. This man has the blood of four holy beasts. Kill him quickly."
The voice of Saint Qianhuan was like a divine thunder, causing Saint Son Dapeng's body to tremble violently.
"What did you say...the four bloodlines of holy beasts?"
The Holy Son of Dapeng was full of surprise. He stretched out his nose and sniffed in the air. Sure enough, he smelled four extremely sacred auras coming from Shen Chenfeng's body.
One of them was actually more sacred and vast than his Dapeng bloodline.
"It is indeed the blood of four holy beasts."
The Holy Son of Dapeng suddenly became excited. He screamed strangely, and with the golden light in his palm, he struck crazily towards Shen Chenfeng's back.
Shen Chenfeng's figure flashed again, trying to use Tianpeng Zongheng.
But Holy Son Dapeng had already expected it. A cold smile appeared on his lips, and he suddenly shouted: "Die!"
boom!
The golden light turned into an eagle's claw, and its speed suddenly increased, reaching the top of Shen Chenfeng's head almost instantly.
After a full second, a huge sound of breaking through the air was heard in the space.
Speed barrier breaking!
The speed of this claw actually broke the sound barrier and reached twice the speed of sound.
But before Shen Chenfeng had time to counterattack, a sharp blade slashed out from the side, suddenly tearing apart the fierce eagle claw.
"who is it?"
The golden light in Saint Son Dapeng's eyes suddenly turned into reality and he slashed towards the man.
"This man is mine, none of you are allowed to touch him."
Jin Chihai's eyes also bloomed with exquisite divine light, and his eyes collided with the eyes of Holy Son Dapeng, making the roar of swords clashing, making the entire space tremble.
The body of Holy Son Dapeng trembled, and then a fierce expression appeared on his face, saying: "Who do you think you are? Why do you dare to say that he is yours?"
"I am from the Nanhuang Jin family. If I say yes, he is."
"Whoever dares to touch him will die!"
Jin Chihai shouted loudly, shaking the sky, filled with strong domineering energy.
A dozen fully armed monks suddenly appeared behind him, making him even more majestic.
However, Holy Son Dapeng sneered and said: "It's just a third-rate family, but how dare you act so presumptuously in front of our Tiansheng Sect?"
"Kill me!"
With an order, more than a dozen Shenzong monks arrived instantly.
The Holy Son of Dapeng even screamed, leaving a series of afterimages of his body in the air, attacking towards Jin Chihai crazily.
Boom boom boom!
The two sides fought together, and the terrifying power set off huge waves of air.
At this time, Shen Chenfeng had traveled thousands of miles and arrived at the extremely huge arena.
Here, there are countless lonely ghosts hidden.
However, unlike ordinary ghosts, they are all human monks who died in battle here, and they still retain their human appearance, human memories, and even human cultivation.
It’s just that they have lost their bodies and are sealed in this arena, unable to leave forever.
At this time, Shen Chenfeng flew into the Conferred God Platform, immediately attracting the attention of countless dead souls.
“I really didn’t expect that after decades, someone would finally come here again.”
"How dare a mere cultivator in the Celestial Realm dare to break into the Conferred God Platform?"
"Kill him and take his body, and we can leave here."
Countless dead souls looked at Shen Chenfeng with evil eyes, and no one knew who shouted. All the dead souls on the ring immediately rioted and rushed toward Shen Chenfeng crazily.
