A huge chessboard in the Heavenly Secret Hall, Su Jinzhen and Liu Yayuan each have their own colors. The power of the son is wrong or sharp, and the light is lustful, and the Taoist momentum even makes people feel like they are in an illusion.// Free e-book download //

Duan Qiongxiang, who entered the hall, had a strange look on her face, but she was unable to speak under the pressure of the chess game.

"Since this game of chess has been invaded and fought frequently, and I am already a little tired!" Su Jinzhen smiled lazyly, and the black spot that was touched by the onion fingers was not yet falling.

"If you are not quiet, you will be confused, and if you are guilty, you will be tired. With the strength of Empress Jin Zhen, you don't need to have so many concerns. If you care too much, you will lose your own strength." Liu Yayuan's sleeve robe flicked on the chessboard, and the chess game of Xingluo Sulei was already destroyed by the dark force.

Su Jinzhen smiled gracefully, and her mood seemed to be relieved a lot: "Qiongxiang, is there anything you have to do here?"

"Report to Master, something happened in the sutra tomb at the Sutra Peak..."

Duan Qiongxiang tried to be as simple as possible and told the story of Yuan Miaoqi and the skinny old man coming out of the tomb.

"It's really strange. Although I had guessed that someone in the sect came out of the sutra tomb alive, I still couldn't find it. I didn't expect that it can be truly confirmed that the sutra tomb is not a Jedi now." Su Jinzhen's eyes showed a playful smile.

"It doesn't matter who comes out. Instead, I'm interested in how she comes out." Liu Yayuan's statement changed Duan Qiongxiang's expression.

"If you want to know what's going on, just ask, you will understand. They have not left Qianji Sect, but they are still disciples in the sect." Su Jinzhen slowly got up with the help of the maid.

"I heard some time ago that someone wanted to sneak into the Wu clan, and there was a big stir in Tianjun Peak. I think the sect cannot tolerate such a thing." Liu Yayuan said with a slightly deep smile.

"Tian Zhenxiong, the first Tianjun Peak, has taken great care of the Wu clan in the past two years. I am thinking. If we hand over the thorough investigation to him, Tian Zhenxiong will do his best." Su Jinzhen winked, and Duan Qiongxiang knew to withdraw from the hall.

After Duan Qiongxiang left, Su Jin and Zhen Xiu placed their hands gently on their cheeks, and their expressions were calm and whispered to the maid who was tilting their heads: "Go and send a message to Changsheng City, and say that the situation has changed..."

The hall was silent for a long time, and then Su Jinzhen asked, "How are you sure that Chen Feng has come out too?"

Liu Yayuan smiled charmingly: "Qiao Xueqing is still too calm. If Chen Feng didn't come out, it would be a trivial matter for her to attack Yuan Miaoqi, and she would inevitably rush into the tomb of the scriptures. And I believe that that guy won't die so easily."

"Did you allow Tian Zhenxiong to take action against the Wu clan just to restrain Chen Feng?" Su Jinzhen looked a little worried.

"If Chen Feng does not come out of the tomb of the scriptures, I can tolerate him, but it is important. I must control the person who comes out of the tomb of the scriptures." Liu Yayuan's sweet face instantly became cold and firm.

"It's good that you can make up your mind. I have a feeling that once the two sides have conflicts, Chen Feng will never show mercy." Su Jinzhen reminded solemnly.

"I naturally know what kind of person he is. Our previous relationship has been broken two years ago." Liu Yayuan's beautiful eyes darkened, and a little unwillingness appeared in her tone.

"Since you know that he is cruel, do you still have to go to the Sutra of the Cangsu?" Su Jinzhen's restrained momentum created a sense of turmoil.

"You must go there. But when to go there is worth thinking about. In the past two years, people from the six major sects have also flocked to the Qianji Mountains with justification. I want to see what the people of the Changchun Old Demon will react after they know the news." Liu Yayuan gently lifted her soft horn to stop.

"From the previous battle between the six major sects and Qianji Sect, Chen Feng has gained some benefits and offended many people. It is estimated that the old demon Changchun wants to crush him and expel him ashes." After weighing the pros and cons, Su Jinzhen seemed to have made a decision.

"No matter whether it is for Chen Feng or the situation of Qianji Sect, there is no need to endure it anymore. I think the old demon Changchun is also very resentful. It is better to push them and see the energy of all parties." Liu Yayuan's smile showed a faint sense of play.

At this time, Chen Feng, who was on the mountain of Jing Tomb, did not know about the conversation between Su Jinzhen and Liu Yayuan, but since he left Jing Tomb, he had been feeling uneasy.

In the bathroom hot spring in the wooden hut, Chen Feng leaned against the edge of the spring pool, his eyes closed and his breathing was extremely light, as if he was asleep.

A slightly reckless footsteps sounded. After the bathroom bamboo door creaked open, Chen Meng, who was extremely burly on his upper body, rushed into the bathroom in a hurry.

Compared to Chen Meng wearing a big bath towel around his waist and wearing a bathing outfit, Tu Daxun walked in directly wearing a messy shirt.

"Mengzi, you have been practicing in Qianji Sect for more than ten years, why are you still like a frigid young man?" Chen Feng quickly opened his eyes, and a smile from the bottom of his heart appeared on his face.

Not only Chen Feng, but Chen Meng at this time is also very different from the young man who had just joined the Qianji Sect.

Chen Meng**’s upper body is not only extremely burly, but his muscles are like raised rocks, and they are also full of fine scars, which makes people know at a glance that it is caused by hard tempering.

"I'm so happy to know you're coming out..."

Chen Meng said whatever he said, jumped into the spring pool and gave Chen Feng a bear hug.

"Let go quickly~~~ This time I'm so anxious to come to you, I'm discussing what to leave." Chen Feng got goose bumps and grinned and struggled.

Regarding Chen Feng's statement, it was not only about slaughtering loudly, but even Chen Meng, who looked like a strong man, was not surprised.

"If you want to leave, there is nothing to prepare. You can leave just by saying that." Chen Meng said steadily and seriously.

"What exactly is in the tomb of the scriptures? Why do you mind so much after coming out of it?" Tu Daxun's face looked a little dissatisfied.

Chen Feng smiled with a shameless face: "The important thing is whether others mind. In short, the matter is hard to describe. In a complicated situation, it may be extremely difficult for us to leave the Qianji Mountains. You must be mentally prepared for this."

"Since you have come out, why do you want to show up? There have been no one in the tomb before, but in such a long time, no one can find that strong man..." Tu Dasheng seemed to complain about being disturbed by the peaceful life.

Chen Feng laughed awkwardly and didn't say anything more. He just sighed secretly about Tu Dashou.

Long before entering the tomb of the scriptures, Chen Feng had some speculations about someone coming out of the tomb of the scriptures, but he did not deliberately search for it.

In the past two years, Chen Feng has always had a guess in his mind that he was unwilling to confirm. That is, the person who walked out of the tomb who could not find in search of the entire Qianji Mountains was probably right in front of him.

"what's on your mind?"

Tu Dasheng rarely felt Chen Feng was feeling uneasy and couldn't help asking.

"Mengzi, are you going to follow me or enter the human palace refined by Qiao Xueqing?" Chen Feng looked at Chen Meng solemnly.

"Fengzi, being able to fight side by side with you has always been my wish. Even if we die, we brothers will have a pair of together." Chen Meng held a pair of big fists, and not only did not retreat, but seemed particularly excited.

"Huh~~~"

Chen Feng took a deep breath, stretched out his left hand and held it tightly with Chen Meng. The two of them actually smiled happily at the same time.

"Whoever dares to stop our brothers will die." Chen Feng, who came out of the hot spring, had a refreshing and fierce smile in his faint laughter.

"I'm afraid it's too late to leave. You can still laugh!" Tu Dashou's face changed, and his eyes seemed to see through the bathroom walls. He suddenly became cold.

Seeing Chen Feng's body steaming and slowly putting on his tight clothes, Chen Meng hurriedly followed, with the pressure brought by the urgency of the situation.

After leaving the wooden house, Qiao Xueqing had already stood in the yard, and on the mountain pavilion of the Sutra Pavilion, a few monks from inside and outside the sect gathered in a short time.

"Yuan Miaoqi, you look so rare. I just don't know if this is the skin you used or the true look." Chen Feng asked with a teasing smile when he found the sexy woman and the thin old man near the yard.

"You showed up on your own initiative, don't you feel that you can't hide it?" The beautiful and seductive young woman glanced at Chen Feng angrily.

"If you can sit down, you won't run over and want to join forces with me. The three of us came out of the tomb of the scriptures and were on the same boat, so we should take care of each other." Chen Feng took Qiao Xueqing and the other two out of the yard and were about to walk towards the ancient scriptures Pavilion.

"Chen Feng, the sect leader has an order. Please go to Tianji Peak and his party to explain the matters of the sutra tomb." A young disciple of Tianji Peak in the early stage of Tongxuan blocked Chen Feng's way and said seriously.

"If you want to invite me, you have to send someone similar. Although Su Jinzhen, that witch, wants to use you as a cannon fodder, I still disrespectfully accept it." Chen Feng looked evil and walked forward with a stroll, and his figure flashed in front of the young disciple like a ghost.

"Boom~~~"

Just when the young man in the white robe realized something was wrong, Chen Feng had a big hand covering the young man's face, and when the power exploded, he pushed him to the ground.

A huge deep pit exploded, and dense gravel floated at an extremely slow speed under the action of the force field.

The young man's head was quickly exposed by Chen Feng's big hand, and his soul even dissipated into a cloud of mist and overflowed outside his body.

"No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still fleshy, with a loud voice, and collecting corpses."

Chen Feng stood up slightly, his arms sag naturally, and looked at the cultivators inside and outside the sect gathered on the mountain of the Sutra Peak. His eyes showed bloodthirsty murderous intent.

Some low-level cultivators who were staring at Chen Feng's eyes retreated one after another, as if they were afraid of angering this terrible guy who was hard to settle.

Just after Tu Dazhao took out the corpse sealing belt and wrapped the body of a young disciple in the early stage of Tongxuan, Chen Feng, whose arms drooped and swung slightly, had already stepped forward toward the ancient classics Pavilion again.

Although no detailed agreement was reached, Yuan Miaoqi and the skinny old man formed a temporary tacit understanding with Chen Feng and formed a small team.

Chen Feng and the seven others had little cultivation on the surface, but such a lineup brought great pressure to a group of people who were watching.

"Why did that guy go crazy? He killed the disciples of Tianji Peak like this. Are you not afraid of punishment from the sect?" Hai Yingxin, who lived with Chen Feng and others on the mountain of the Sutra Peak, murmured with a cute pretty face in surprise.

"A guy like him who can do whatever he wants is the most difficult to understand. He may even smile at you, but he will suddenly attack you. But judging from his current situation, he should have made up his mind to leave Qianji Sect!" Li Zhen was surprised and hesitant when he saw Chen Feng who had been in the classical tomb for more than two years.

"I heard that the sect had taken action against the Wu family. It's a pity that the low-level disciple of Tianji Peak just now was killed by that bad guy before he could tell the news!" Zi Hanying looked at Chen Feng and others, with a hint of fear in her eyes.

"That inch of walking is really fast. Chen Feng is not like a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining. Thanks to his practice of the Heavenly Power, he can control such a terrifying weight. If he wants to do that, he will hold his terrible weight without showing any expression, but it is impossible for ordinary Qi Refining disciples to do it!" Hai Yingxin of Duan Jianfeng had already come back to his senses at this time.

"The disciples in the early stage of Tongxuan in Tianji Peak lost to Chen Feng and his group of people. Before being hit, they could not move their bodies as they pleased. I believe that Chen Feng's cruel methods have been deeply imprinted in the hearts of many disciples of the sect. When facing such a violent devil, even some powerful disciples will be worried." Zi Hanying could see it very clearly.

"Chen Feng, it's probably not easy for you to walk out of the Qianji Mountains like this. I'll remind you that those guys are very strong..." Huang Wenji took a step forward, his face complicated. Surprisingly, he was not hostile to Chen Feng.

"I know even if you don't say it."

Chen Feng smiled and looked at Huang Wenji, with a faint expression of emotion on his face.

At this time, Chen Feng had already felt it with his faint spiritual consciousness. The entire Sutra Peak had been blocked by various powerful people. Even if he could use the power of the star glory pupil, it would be difficult for him to cross the void and there was a danger of being interrupted at any time.

On the other hand, many people were also surprised by Chen Feng's calmness. After the situation changed, he did not choose to escape to death, which was somewhat beyond the expectations of some people.

"He seems to be going to the ancient classics Pavilion..."

Feng Fan, with a handsome face, did not make any statement about Chen Feng's killing of Tianjifeng's disciples.

"It's a good thing that he can still remain so calm in such a crisis. If it were me, I would have chosen the Gujing Pavilion." Wei Dong, who usually speaks low-key, glanced at Chen Feng calmly.

"What do you mean is that Chen Feng wants to use the ancient classics Pavilion to fight stubbornly?" Feng Fan had some speculation in his mind.

"The Qimen formation in the Ancient Classic Pavilion is not only a great threat to us, but also to the strong people in the Life and Death Realm. Moreover, it is even more difficult to climb the second level. The stronger the cultivation level, the more difficult it will be. He will never just resist stubbornly, but also want to find an opportunity to escape." Wei Dong directly revealed Chen Feng's thoughts.

"Can he really cross the void in the Ancient Classic Pavilion? The uncertain risks inside are probably not much worse than the current situation!" Feng Fan sighed softly.

"Buzz~~~"

Just as Chen Feng and his friends were about to approach the Ancient Classic Pavilion, a vast amount of demonic energy made the space-time medium on the mountain floor of the Sutra Peak to a pause.

"Bang~~~"

Chen Feng's weight was quickly revealed, and the rocky ground under his feet was stepped on a deep pit, and spider-web-like cracks spread straight to the distance.

Chen Feng, who forced a step forward under the pressure, turned his head and looked at a strong black-haired old man.

The desire for transformation to the foreign domineering is like a ripples that are rapidly attacking. The low-level cultivators who are swept by the domineering will fall to the ground and lose consciousness.
To be continued...