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Four hundred and fortieth chapters collect the corpse(1/2)

In the practice room, the precious light flowed faintly.

After the gravity-dramatic spirit disaster, the few remaining treasures were compressed to a much smaller size.

"The ordinary heavenly tribulation is just a few lightning strikes, but in the forbidden area, there are secret thunders everywhere. Even if the edge of the forbidden area is located, the power of lightning is much less powerful than the heavenly tribulation, but it is extremely difficult to survive for a long time!" Chen Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, murmured and sighed.

As a monk in the Mist Immortal Palace, Chen Feng's distrust of him was unconcealed at all.

Although he could not produce any strong evidence, Chen Feng always felt that the taciturn He Fengan would not care about his family affection with the big-faced girl. He entered the forbidden area of ​​Lei Punishment and had his own purpose.

During a disaster of the world star, not everyone in the female cultivator who had some contact with Chen Feng was as safe and sound as Qiao Xueqing and Ruan Yun.

Seeing Tu Ming'er's body in the third pupil light curtain, he had metalized to it and exuded a stiff metallic luster. Chen Feng couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

Not to mention that compared to Qiao Xueqing and Ruan Yun, Tu Ming'er's time to merge with the Gold-Devouring Spirit Foundation is still short. Compared to the big-faced girl's demonic bloodline, it is a big difference.

The Xuantian Forest where Tu Ming'er is located is filled with the shiny waves of the Destiny Temple. Not far away, there is a man in a brocade robe.

Tu Ming'er, who had not yet been metallized, found Chen Feng's spy, and the man in brocade robe who was not far from her, had his eyes introverted and sharp light.

The man in brocade robe in the Tongli Light Curtain looked at him. Chen Feng had already smiled and put on the mask of Xuantian Wood Spirit in Yizai.

I don’t know if it was because the man in brocade robe stopped or noticed it. Tu Ming'er, who was covered in metallic luster, no longer moved stiffly.

"Tu Daxun, the man around you is very strong. Maybe you really found a treasure!" Chen Feng smiled at Tu Ming'er inappropriately through Xiao Maoqiu's talented magical powers.

"It's been so long since the disaster has passed before you have heard of it?" Tu Da's voice looked annoyed, and said bluntly to Chen Feng in front of the man in the brocade robe.

"Just just look at my past friends. You have left the sealed ancient box before and paid for the account of the Barbarian Soul Stick and the Gold-Devouring Spirit Foundation. We are not worthy of each other." Chen Feng said with a loud voice to Tu.

"Chen Feng, where are you now?"

Tu Dasheng clenched his fists, as if he wanted to settle the score with him.

"Then I can't say, you can calm down first. Maybe after a long time, you will find that my friend is still very important." Chen Feng's smile seemed quite vulgar.

"The birth of the Divine Palace in Xuantian Forest has something to do with you, right? Tell you, I will get the opportunity in this Divine Palace." Tu Ming'er was going to take revenge.

Chen Feng took out his jade cigarette pipe and lit it. He slowly relaxed and released a stream of smoke with a rich tobacco aroma: "Why do you have to do this? If you insist on cutting off my financial path and causing trouble for me, I am afraid that in a while, you may disappear in the world and my memory. I finally found a good one. I advise you not to seek death..."

"Would you start to worry about being anxious when you saw me appearing in Xuantian Forest?" Tu Ming'er sneer without any intention of listening to advice.

"That divine palace has been born for some time, and there are probably many powerful people who have devoured it. It's not that I'm boasting that the Lingxu Realm is big, but not many people who can enter the divine palace to live. I am one of them." Chen Feng glanced at the little monkey in the training room, and a slightly deep smile appeared on his face.

"Chen Feng, I just hate your arrogant face. Wait, I will never lose to you..." Tu Dashou's metallized pair of hands, clenched his fists and revealed ripples of strength.

"Haha~~~ We can cut off contact if we hate me, don't get hurt by me anymore. Moreover, your threat is not convincing. With your information, even if you have a thousand years of experience, you will not be my opponent. As for the man around you, you may be a little bit more likely to be compared with me. Take the opportunity. Look at him, he should be a just person. With your current state, if he wants to kill you, it doesn't have to be a hard time." Chen Feng laughed and joking at Tu.

Although Chen Feng didn't know the man in brocade robe who was not far from Tu Dashou, he felt that the other party was really strong. In terms of his own strength alone, he was definitely above him.

"I think we should not enter the divine palace. I am really not sure about it. The person who contacted you just now was Chen Feng, who became famous in this Western Ancient Spiritual Realm?" After finding that the mysterious pupils were fading away, the man in the brocade robe not far from Tu Ming'er said calmly.

"Yes, it's him. Although he doesn't know where he is now, it's obvious that he has also survived the World Star Disaster." Tu's loud voice made the man in the brocade sigh a little.

At this moment, Chen Feng, who was gritting his teeth by Tu Da's voice, sat cross-legged in the training room, his face full of playful smiles.

"I didn't expect that the sloppy woman really caught a big kid. There was no need to look at her in the future. I hope I won't touch her in the future, otherwise it would be a bit troublesome!" Chen Feng smiled unscrupulously, but did not take Tu Da Xu too seriously.

With the idea of ​​being able to live by, Chen Feng took two sips of his jade cigarette pipe, and soon threw Tu Dashou's grudge to the back of his head and began to look at the fourth light curtain of the crystal monument.

Compared to Tu Daxun's situation in Xuantian Forest, the scene displayed in the fourth light curtain is shining with the dark light.

Among them, Nangong Yan was already dead. Even the body of life and death was locked by the flesh chains of the Ming Abyss, as if she was about to slowly drag it into the wall of the Netherworld Flesh Abyss.

Although Chen Feng knew that not everyone he knew was so lucky during the disaster of the world star, Nangong Yan's physical damage still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

In short, Chen Feng and this female devil have not been together for a long time, and at best they have some good feelings for each other.

Even Chen Feng couldn't tell whether this kind of favor was due to a fellow man or was attracted by Nangong Yan's beautiful appearance.

Chen Feng was also a little surprised by Nangong Yan's death. After all, she also integrated the spiritual foundation of life and death. Even if she could not be called immortality, she could not be so easily damaged by the powerful strength of the Great Elder of the Demon Tuo Sect.

"Maoqiu, is she spiritually impaired?"

More than five years have passed since the gravity-draining spirit disaster, and Chen Feng is not sure about the reason for Nangong Yan's physical damage.

“Yo~~~”

Xiao Maoqiu purred and gave Chen Feng a pretty clear response.

"Can you pull her back? If this continues, the life and death spirit foundation will probably not take too long to be swallowed by the flesh and blood wall." Chen Feng took a deep breath and asked Xiao Maoqiu.

“Woo~~~”

Xiao Maoqiu looked timid and afraid of things. He seemed to be a little repulsive to Mingyuan.

In fact, even if Xiao Maoqiu did not retreat, just looking at the meat chains wrapped around Nangong Yan's corpse, Chen Feng could have predicted that it would not be that easy to recycle her body.

"No matter what, I have to try it. Hair ball, you prepare it. I will use the Puppet silk belt to drag her out of the flesh wall." Chen Feng reached out and took a photo. The Puppet silk belt in the training room was already grabbed by him in his right hand.

"Dingling~~~"

Under Chen Feng's pull, even the meteor hammer shining with cracks was worn on his left wrist.

"Yo!"

It seemed that it was imperative to recover Nangong Yan's corpse. Xiao Maoqiu also mustered up the courage to purr.

"Swoosh~~~"

Chen Feng shook his right hand slightly, and the silk ribbon of the puppet like a twisted flower had already disappeared into the crystal monument.

A series of ripples rippled up in the crystal stele. Except for the Mingyuan light curtain where Nangong Yan's corpse existed, there was no other sight on the crystal stele.

"Bang~~~"

The shallow land above the Nether Abyss was twisted and raised as a space twisted and raised, and a puppet silk belt rushed out quickly and rolled out towards the indefinite Nangong Yan's corpse on the wall of the flesh and blood abyss.

"Swish!Swish!Swish~~~"

It seemed that the appearance of the Puppet silk belt touched the Ming Abyss. The flesh chains growing on the abyss wall suddenly became alive. Not only did they waving densely to block the Puppet silk belt, but they also looked for the twisted space and wanted to rush in.

The extremely thick flesh-and-blooded wall tightened, and Nangong Yan's corpse stuck in the slit of flesh would be swallowed for it.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh~~~"

The silk belt of the puppet like a twist suddenly dissipated and turned into a thousand thin lights. It did not contact the flesh chain of Mingyuan at all, but directly shot into Nangong Yan's corpse through the gap.

"Boom~~~"

When the dense puppet silk was pulled and recycled, not only Nangong Yan's body was twisted by the terrifying power, but even the flesh wall of Mingyuan was shaken.

"receive!"

Chen Feng's explosive shout sounded through the swelling space, and thousands of threads of puppet silk were surrounded by mysterious trajectories. Not only did they pull Nangong Yan's corpse away from the wall of the flesh and blood, but they also made the twisted corpse wrapped in the belt of puppet silk that was re-wrapped into two strands.

“Woo~~~”

Just as the Puppet Silk belt returned to the swelling space, facing the surging of flesh locks, an extremely terrifying Lingxu wind burst out from the space, shattering a lot of the flesh locks that surged in the Mingyuan.

Until the Lingxu Gangfeng where the Ming Yuan was located calmed down, the swelling space had already recovered and there was no interference from external forces.

"Buzz~~~"

Losing Nangong Yan's corpse, Mingyuan became a little turbulent, and soon calmed down.

In the cultivation room of Yi Du Peak's waist cave, as the meteor hammer and the puppet silk belt pulled out of the half-knee crystal stele, the illusion and magical Buddhist texts surged, completely isolated the connection with the forbidden area of ​​the Ming Abyss.

“Yo~~~”

The purr of the little hair ball revealed a little excitement of relaxing.

"It's a good job, now you can pay attention to Mingxin and Youyou." Chen Feng's face was not filled with joy. He held the silk belt of the puppet and released Nangong Yan's body.

The hazy crystal stele and the light curtain of pupils appeared again, revealing the scene where the Taoist rhyme was lingering, Mingxin occupied the body of a plump woman and assassinated each other.

When Chen Feng found that Mingxin and a male cultivator were in the Daozang area, killing each other and hugging each other, he felt like embracing each other. Five years were enough to change too many things, and he couldn't help but complain that Mingxin was useless.

Before the gravity spirit disaster came, Chen Feng deliberately did not tell the news that Mingxin, who could see through other people's thoughts, actually wanted to make her die.

But Chen Feng did not expect that Mingxin was not damaged by the disaster, but rather, this was the way to die.

Seeing Ming Xin in the light curtain, her heart was penetrated by a sword by a male cultivator. She knocked the male cultivator's dantian to collapse. The sneer on Chen Feng's face seemed a little deep.

"Although these two people have physical bodies and spiritual foundations, they have only a superficial appearance after experiencing disasters. It's better that Mingkong is dead, so that my affairs will be leaked. Maoqiu, give a fatal blow, so that those two people will be completely destroyed in the world." Looking at Mingxin and the male cultivator's figures, the spiritual light was already dim, and Chen Feng had already given instructions to Xiao Maoqiu.

“Woo~~~”

In the light curtain, the power of the heavenly pupils of the small hair ball acted on the two people who had already died. The weathered bodies of the two soon twisted and shattered.

Even Mingxin's burial spirit Linglong heart, which was pierced by the sword weapon, seemed to be unable to withstand any movement, and was destroyed by the tearing of pupil force.

The little hairball didn't exert much force at all, but just broke the calm of the two corpses, and the two of them lost nothing.

In Chen Feng's opinion, the investment in Mingxin was a loss. Before, when she left the Chongming Buddha Domain, she not only took away the twelve swords of Yaoguang. Even the resilient hedge armor was swept away by it. However, it has turned into a fragment of petrified and broken in the gravity-drained spirit disaster.

If Chen Feng had discovered Mingxin's crisis earlier, he would have been able to take advantage of it. Unfortunately, five years have passed since the disaster, and even if he discovered changes, it would be too late.

"Youyou, why are you wandering around the Steaming Spirit Desert? Remember I told you before that it is very dangerous there." Chen Feng took a deep breath and harassed the ancient doll girl in the light curtain.

"It's been so long since the disaster has passed before you start spying on me. This is not like your personality and style. I guess your situation is not very optimistic." Youyou showed disdain, as if she didn't want to have anything to do with Chen Feng anymore.

"I'm so good now. But you can persist for so long without me as a host, which is a bit beyond my expectations. Since you have nothing to do, I'll feel at ease. Let's contact you if you have time." Chen Feng grinned with a big mouth and smiled embarrassedly, allowing Xiao Maoqiu to close the contact with the ancient doll girl.

"Damn guy, if there is an accident in Youyou, are you going to collect my body?" Youyou was so angry that she really guessed Chen Feng's thoughts.
To be continued...
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