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778 Pit God

What a person dies here! I will let you get what you want.

Chu Feng sneered in his heart, and entered the state. His face turned pale immediately. He took two steps nervously, hesitated for a second or two, and then walked back as if he was very tough, and said with his neck stammering: "Do you know the power behind me?"

The fat man showed an expression of a fool. As a local snake, he knew nothing about the local big shot. This little Taoist priest looked at him and had no confidence in speaking. He obviously had no background and was lucky.

Based on the iron rule of not taking advantage of the bastard, he grabbed Chu Feng's collar and threatened by voice transmission: "Boy, you have no background at all. Don't blow the air around, tell the secrets you know clearly, otherwise I will let you bear the greatest pain in this world."

Although this place is a night market, no one fights. Their abnormal behavior quickly attracted the attention of people around them. About fourteen or fifteen people came over to watch the fun. However, whether it was because of indifference or fear of fat people, no one said anything.

There are still too few people! Chu Feng glanced around and sighed inwardly, pretending to be very nervous on his face: "You, I don't understand what you are saying."

The fat man's eyes, which were not big, narrowed and turned into a small slit. He practiced all the way, and today, there were not a thousand or eight hundred people who died in his hands. In terms of ruthlessness, he thought he was not inferior to more than 90% of the people in the fifth level.

"Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wishes."

The fat man spoke directly.

Everyone around was shocked, why did you want to kill someone?

When people in the distance heard that they were going to kill someone, they turned their attention to it. It was interesting to see the murder and beheading when eating.

The fat man was worried that Chu Feng would reveal the secret, so he immediately sealed Chu Feng's spiritual consciousness and mouth with his spiritual consciousness.

"Yeah yeah..."

While Chu Feng made a nasal sound, his body swayed violently and a storage bag fell to the ground.

Somehow, the rope of the storage bag suddenly opened, and a large number of fairy stones sprayed out like a tide, and the scene was extremely gorgeous.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths... Ten breaths, the immortal stone changed from a hill to a tower a hundred meters high, and it continued...

The cool breeze at night blew, and the fat man holding Chu Feng's collar turned ugly, and he couldn't hide it anymore.

Sure enough, the next second, the audience rang out loud like a male dog in heat.

"Who is this person? Why are there so many fairy stones?"

"Each of these immortal stones is crystal clear, unlike things that circulate on earth."

"It is impossible for me to have so many immortal stones in my cultivation. In my opinion, I probably found a super treasure."

"Fatty, I want to take it alone. I don't even think about it if I have me here."

...

On the fairy stone mountain that blinded countless people, the fat man was so angry that he was furious. The things that originally belonged to him were now shared by so many people.

They are all this damn little Taoist priest, they are all doing it.

He was about to commit violence on Chu Feng when several divine lights came, and with a muffled groan, the fat man lowered his proud head.

Although Xuanxian is strong in the fifth level, he may be a few who dealt with him.

With a puff, the fat man spit out bright red blood and his body paused.

Chu Feng, who felt his neck loose, immediately jumped off Xianshi Mountain and ran in one direction.

The people at the scene immediately split. A small number of people knew that their cultivation was low and they had no hope of grabbing treasures, so they stayed there to collect immortal stones; most of them were eager to find more immortal stones, martial arts, and treasures of heaven and earth, and chased them relentlessly behind.

The fat man screamed madly, jumped off the Xianshi Mountain, covered his chest, and chased after him.

"All bastards, the treasure is mine, the treasure is mine..."

At this time, there are still people there who care about the fat man’s voice.

In the vast night, thousands of people chased behind Chu Feng, like crazy dogs that broke away.

Chu Feng, who pretended to be trying his best to run ahead, laughed in his heart and roared, bathing his whole body in a bloody halo, which was very strange.

"That little Taoist is burning his essence and blood! Never let him run away."

"A mere immortal cultivation level cannot escape even if it burns the soul."

"Boy, we have so many people, you can't stand your secret anymore. Come to the place where we can bury the treasure."

...

The people chasing shouted, especially the old man with high cultivation, with expressions of determination on his face.

Chu Feng looked back in panic, took out a golden shuttle through the cloud, jumped up, and his speed suddenly surged by nearly ten times.

"Sure enough, there is a treasure"

"Hahaha, my father's son is about to develop."

...

The crowd chased me even more happily.

However, thousands of people have different cultivation levels. Some run fast and some run slowly. For a moment, the team becomes messy.

Chu Feng rode the cloud shuttle and ran around the gate like a headless fly, and came to a dilapidated building complex.

The expression was stagnant, what happened? Why did Guan Ling Mansion collapse? Where did the people from the three factions go? Halfway through the play, the protagonist in the next scene died. Is it necessary to act?

The person who caught up to him stopped when he saw Chu Feng stopping in front of the ruins.

Time passed little by little, and more and more people gathered. Chu Feng suddenly rushed out to one direction of the ruins.

The divine light flashed, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, and three thousand thunders blew.

With a rebellious roar, a black-haired man, who looked like a god and a demon, rushed to Gao Tian in endless excitement, looking down at everyone.

"The golden cicada son, I will never let it go"

Chu Feng's disappointment was immediately replaced by expectations. The Immortal Lord's Mausoleum that had been prepared for a long time could come in handy.

On the high sky, I also found Chu Feng’s side, and his eyes were filled with chills.

"Little fairy, dare to attack me."

Chu Feng, who didn't want to perform this scene in a mess, immediately shouted to the people around him: "At this point, I will tell you the truth. I discovered a tomb of an immortal."

The tomb of the Immortal Lord!

The audience was shocked that the little Taoist priest discovered the tomb of the Immortal Lord.

Apart from the damn place and a few places in Tiandao City, there are few people with immortal master cultivation, let alone tombs.

For a moment, countless people's breathing became rapid.

It seemed as if I saw an opportunity soaring into the sky.

"The Tomb of the Immortal Lord"

Bian Bufu, who was in the sky, also showed an expression of interest.

As a monk trapped in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm for countless years, he clearly knows how terrible the Immortal Lord is.

Looking around, Chu Feng, who had a good effect, immediately rushed into the crowd and fled outside the pass in the chaos.

"Little Taoist priest, want to run again, chase him quickly"

"I have locked you up. Even if you run to the horizon, I can catch up with you."

...

The crowd turned around and chased.

Gao Tian Shang, Bian Bufu released a little spiritual sense to lock Chu Feng, and then followed him slowly.
Chapter completed!
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