The pink petals in the Xuanying Valley were floating, because the relationship between the stone table and the ice-condensing flowers on the ground attracted Mao San's attention.

"My friend of the nameless elder, I appeared with the people from Xuanyin Valley. I guess you have some understanding of the Hidden Sect? I'm very curious about it." The fat man's small eyes kept turning.

"My friend didn't say it, and I didn't ask. If you are curious, go and ask the Master Xuanji for a while." Chen Feng grinned while smoking his jade cigarette pipe.

"Why didn't you fight? The leader of the sect's trial disciple?" The fat man's skin kept flowing with mysterious seals, gradually disappearing the flashing dark lightning lightning.

"Even if you are not the leader, you may not be able to enter the trial place. Instead of bringing a group of people, it is better to come by yourself." Chen Feng's eyes were slightly evil.

The fat man looked at Chen Feng with his small eyes, and then he whispered in a low voice: "This place in Xuantian Forest is good. Have you ever thought about trying to get some benefits, such as completely destroying Xuanming Sect?"

"Mao San, I didn't expect that you are not only powerful but also brave. Do you want to take over the cultivation resources of such a large sect for yourself? I'm afraid you can't even pass the level of many elders of the Ming Sect." Chen Feng's face was full of fun.

"Fuck them all to death. The corpses of these monks are extremely valuable. How about it? Should I join forces with me?" The fat man's face was crazy and fierce, which even moved Chen Feng.

"Are you sure?"

Chen Feng glanced outside the valley and seemed to have noticed something strange.

"Elder Yan Tong. You can come in."

The fierce fat man seemed full of confidence and summoned to the outside of the valley.

I found an old man wearing a Taoist robe with a happy smile on his face walking into Xuanying Valley. Chen Feng couldn't help but frowned.

"Elder Wuming, it's the first time we have met. Two years ago, I was also one of the elders of Xuanming Sect's worship, but I didn't stay long before I left." The old man took the lead and said hello to Chen Feng.

"I know you, but I didn't expect you to come back two years later. The man named Chu Yuan was not with you?" Feeling the unfathomable strength of the smiling tiger old man, Chen Feng stood up from the stone drum dick and smiled.

"Chu Yuan and we are not on the same road, and I didn't go far. Only after destroying this sect can you enrich your pockets and increase your confidence in traveling far away. To be honest, I'm not very rich now." The smile on the old man's face made Chen Feng feel a little cold.

"Although you agree with your strength, these elders of Xuanming Sect are not vegetarians. If we do such a careless thing, if we fail, we must be skinned." Chen Feng looked timid and afraid on the surface.

"I think it is not difficult to destroy Xuanming Sect with the strength of the three of us, and as far as I know, you should have the colorful beads condensed by the power of turmoil in all worlds, right?" Yan Tong smiled with admiration.

"Did you see it?"

Chen Feng did not deny it when Yan Tong mentioned Ningzhu, but he was a little wary.

"The beads condensed by the three turbulent forces in all worlds must contain extremely terrifying power of destruction. As long as one is detonated, it will be enough to razor a square of Xuantian Forest to the ground. Even if you don't mention this, you must have many other methods from Elder Chen Feng. Kill all the people of Xuanming Sect. The opportunity for this square of Xuantian Forest will be ours." Yan Tong called Chen Feng's identity, which surprised the Yinxie Fatty.

"Old man, it seems that you have been asking about a lot of things in the past two years since you left Xuanming Sect. Speaking of which, you are very cautious. You didn't even take action immediately when you joined Xuanming Sect." Chen Feng's expression became a little bit hunched, and he kept weighing in his heart how to deal with the terrifying old guy in front of him.

"You haven't been in Xuanhua Cave for two years, and you have no feelings for this sect, right? Even if you don't stand with us, I hope you won't be obstructed. This sect is still too weak. A cultivator like you is fully qualified to go to a better place. If the Xuanming Sect is successfully destroyed, I can take you to a more suitable super sect." Yan Tong said with a smile without a smile.

Chen Feng was not particularly surprised that the fierce fat man Mao San and Yan Tong got together, but the current situation made him feel a little crisis.

Yan Tong came to Xuanying Valley to win over, warn, test, or have other goals. Chen Feng was not allowed to be careful when facing this old man who came out of the realm cave.

"Old senior, I am a cultivator in the early stage of Tongxuan. In terms of my own strength, it is very difficult to deal with cultivators in the Jindan stage, let alone the elders in the sect. You can do whatever you want, you don't have to think about me. You'll leave Xuanming Sect now." Chen Feng took two steps back and waved to the ancient doll girl.

Seeing Youyou's delicate body appearing dense and tightening, turning into a small doll statue, floating into Chen Feng's hands, the fierce fat man's face was sank.

"Everyone has their own ambitions. Since you want to leave, I don't want to keep you, but I hope you don't come back." When the old man was smiling, he suddenly shot a hint of ox-haired energy at Chen Feng.

"Boom~~~"

The hidden ox-haired energy shot on Chen Feng's body that was about to disappear, causing a violent explosion.

"I'm old, you dare to attack me..."

The surging black fog rose up in the explosion of messy force, and Chen Feng's roar was filled with anger.

"Don't think that if you are a low-level monk, you will be hiding some terrible means, and no one will dare to do anything to you." Yan Tong's face no longer had a happy smile on his face, and he looked greedy and ferocious. He was introverted with the breath of eight bathing heavenly tribulation, and he rushed into the black fog like thunder with his right fist.

“Long~~~”

The force of the beam-like fist collapsed the space and poured into the small black hole with the dry mist.

It can be seen from the naked eye that a martial arts light and shadow that is very similar to Chen Feng's original body was annihilated by Yan Tong's fist power.

Chen Feng, who was in the mysterious stone chamber of the Dead Pearl, was still bombarded by the fist beam shot into the stone chamber, causing fine cracks to appear on the stone wall.

Yan Tong suddenly attacked, and Chen Feng didn't even have time to escape by relying on the secret room space. He ran into the mysterious stone chamber with a bunch of fists.

The rumbling sound was endless in the stone chamber. Facing the turbulent fist flow in the stone chamber, the ancient doll girl who returned to her normal body shape covered the trembling small ball of hair in the corner, allowing the force in the stone chamber to tear her body.

It was not until the old man in Xuanying Valley stopped that the mysterious stone chamber led to the small black hole that had not had time to close outside. It was slowly closed.

“Why not go in?”

The fierce fat man glanced at Yan Tong, revealing a little dissatisfaction.

"Even if he doesn't die, he will definitely be severely injured. That mysterious space gives me a sense of inability to control. There is no need to go in and take risks, do things quickly." The old man looked a little solemn, and he stretched out his palm and pressed towards the collapsed space.

"Buzz~~~"

Under the swirling runes from the old man's palm, the collapsed space medium actually appeared, and a bracelet composed of eighteen black beads and a small gourd was dragged out.

It was not until the seal like a spiral hole turned into a ball and closed the wilted bracelet in it that the ferocious fat man Mao San hid his strange color and walked out of Xuanying Valley with the old man.

Because of the shock caused by Yan Tong's sudden killing, many people in Xuantian Peak discovered the accident in Xuanying Valley.

"Buzz~~~"

After leaving the Xuanying Valley, Yan Tong walked calmly towards the peak, facing some monks who came by good letters, his body was constantly exuding his strength.

With the puff sound, a trace of strength penetrated into the body of the Xuanming Sect. It soon caused his soul to suffer severe damage and fell into a deep sleep.

Although the fat man Mao San looked fierce, he did not take too many actions. He just followed the old man and brought the lost Xuanming Sect monk into a small bottle with a fiery red and hot feeling.

During Yan Tong's ripples and thunder, most of the practitioners of Xuanming Sect were fixed in different shapes and postures, as if the time of the world had stopped, and only the old man and the fierce fat man moved forward leisurely.

Unlike the old man who just starts his hands, Chen Feng, who took off his body from the stone wall of the carved stone, opened his mouth and sprayed a cloud of blood mist.

If someone saw Chen Feng at this time, he would definitely be frightened by his dense cracks and injuries.

Chen Feng, who hid in the stone wall of the carved stone and was still bombarded by the powerful martial arts of the Eight Bath Heavenly Tribulation, was even more scary than Ge Zhanning who was injured by the fat man's huge seal.

The drowsiness kept plaguing Chen Feng, making him feel a crisis of falling asleep at any time.

Although Chen Feng's face was gloomy, he did not lose his mind. Instead, he glanced at the ancient doll girl with a slightly scratched body, as if she was wary of her.

“Yo~~~”

The little hairball rolled to Chen Feng, snoring, and caring for him very much.

"Youyou, go in the cauldron to cultivate first. My situation is not very good now, and I can't care about you." Chen Feng spoke out blood on the corner of his mouth. Driven by his thoughts, a small three-legged round tripod had appeared in the ancient formation.

Although the ancient puppet girl had some reluctance in her eyes, her figure still shrank rapidly in Chen Feng's unrejectable gaze, and she turned into a doll and threw it into the cauldron.

"Swoosh~~~"

The dry and deserted air would lift the lid of the cauldron and buckle it, and it would constantly wrap it around the small cauldron until it sealed it tightly before it could pull the cauldron and sink into the ancient formation of the dry and deserted.

"Damn, I must kill that old man..."

Chen Feng, who suffered a great loss, sat cross-legged on the ancient formation of deserted land and spoke Yin Li. The scene of the mysterious stone chamber gradually turned into a mysterious space sealed by many runes.

Seeing his perception of Xuantian Peak's situation and being concealed by the mysterious sealed space, Chen Feng's cracked face couldn't help but look even more ugly.

Although Chen Feng has encountered many pressures and difficulties in the past, there are not many powerful people who are as fierce as Yan Tong, who do not consider the consequences at all, and dare to attack him.

"Little guy, can you feel and attack that old immortal through the ban on the bracelet?" Chen Feng was filled with thousands of martial lights and shadows, constantly carrying his own injuries and broke out from his body.

As the light and shadow of martial arts were annihilated, the cracks filled with Chen Feng were visible to the naked eye.

“Yo~~~”

Although Xiao Maoqiu responded, he was still a little afraid of being weak.

"Let's find an opportunity to penetrate this bead into his body and detonate it, and don't be afraid of the fatal blow to the old man. Under your natural supernatural powers, the old man is nothing. Now there is a bead condensed by the power of turmoil in all worlds. You must have confidence in yourself and let it attack him. Even if it doesn't work, I can do other means to blow him over." Chen Feng exhilarated Xiao Maoqiu with a harsh face, as if he was instilling that no one could beat you.

"Yo!"

Faced with Chen Feng's brainwashing, Xiao Maoqiu bounced his fat little body. Finally, he had some confidence and was very fond of the unscrupulous man in front of him.

"Don't worry, wait for a while before taking action."

Chen Feng's hands exuded the withered and wild light, and he sucked a colored bead of eyeball size in the black fog into his hands. He gently carved the tiny burst runes on the surface of the beads with his fingers.

"The powerful man who bathed in the eight heavenly tribulations. I am afraid that no one would be his opponent if he hadn't hidden in the stone wall of the Xuanming Sect. If I hadn't hidden in the stone carving, he would have been destroyed by him..." Chen Feng's heart was filled with anger in the violent pain of his body and soul.

The crushed and sunken stone carved wall gradually returned to its original state. After Chen Feng struggled to carve the colored beads with several detonation talismans, he felt relieved to start regulating his breathing and**'s injuries.

Time passed quietly. Chen Feng, who was in the mysterious stone chamber, no matter how he used the mystery of Wanwu's slap in his hands and dispelled the fine cracks that had become shallow on his feet, he could no longer discharge all the injuries from his body, which made him a little anxious.

Although Chen Feng was injured before and sometimes deliberately kept it, at that time, he was essentially different from the current inability to recover when he was absolutely sure of recovering.

"Damn..."

Chen Feng, whose tyrannical aura continued to rise, stopped driving the tremor of the light and shadow of martial arts, and wished that the old man Yan Tong would immediately crush his bones and ashes.

"Yo!"

Feeling Chen Feng's anger and anger, Xiao Maoqiu whistled.

Just as Chen Feng was a little angry that he could not bear to suffer losses, Xuantian Peak, which had reached the clouds, had become extremely quiet.

Yan Tong's killings that were destroyed all the way were not something that the Xuanming Sect could resist. Even without causing any damage to Xuantian Peak, he slaughtered all the thousands of disciples of the Ming Sect.

The cultivators who were able to escape flew towards the Xuanyin Valley deep in the Xuantian Forest, and did not dare to face the sharpness of the eight baths of the heavenly tribulation.

Walking with the old man Yan Tong, the fierce fat man Mao San is just a small character who cleans up the battlefield. His fat face is full of excitement and restrains his cultivation resources everywhere.
To be continued...