Mystical Supreme Martial Soul

The breath of silence is surging, the void is roaring, the laws of this place are disordered, and time and space are constantly collapsing and reorganizing.

"It's my clan's death roulette, but now, there's only one corner left."

Yu Linglong showed joy.

She holds a corner of the roulette wheel in her jade hand, and there is water mist in her beautiful eyes

Back then, the Stone Clan was tricked, experienced a deadly battle, and even collapsed the roulette of annihilation, but now, although only a corner of the world exists, it still makes Yu Linglong extremely excited.

"It's such a creepy aura, if it's complete, it's definitely an imperial weapon."

Chu Feng also nodded at this time.

Although the breath of the silence roulette is not as grand as the six-path reincarnation disk, it is also extremely terrifying.

Although there is only a corner left, in terms of power, it is definitely not weaker than the holy soldiers.

Bai Shidao found a few pieces of stone skin, with yin and yang flowing.

"I'm also lucky, I got the stone skin wrapped with the Yin-Yang Dao Stone"

Bai Shidao said with a chuckle.

Although it is a stone skin, it contains the Dao rhyme of Yin and Yang Dao Stone. If used well, it will not be inferior to some rare treasures of heaven and earth.

"Why didn't I find it"

The Holy Son of Kunlun had originally found a few corners of the spiritual veins, and felt that the harvest was not small.

His vision is very high, and naturally there is no shortage of smashing spiritual veins, but he is not really low, just joking.

Spirit stones and the like, several people will naturally not let them go.

Take action together, dig what you need to dig, and take what you need to take.

This time, on the trip to the Hetu Mystery Realm, the group has earned enough money.

The last few people turned and left, followed the way they came, and left the Hetu Water Palace.

"what"

However, as soon as Chu Feng and others entered Longhe, they found a pair of indifferent eyes falling on them.

Just at the entrance of the Hetu Water Palace, eight monks stood in the water.

Three of them are already acquaintances to Chu Feng and others.

Meng Qianqian

Feng Baili

Ye Qianxun

At this time, the three of them were shrouded in a layer of divine light, and there were bans falling one after another, their faces pale and their breath sluggish.

Ban

The three young masters from Wangchuan were banned and suppressed in the front, and behind the three, there were five other monks.

Outside the five people, all of them are shrouded in divine brilliance, and there is light in the back of the head, like a god, with a look of indifference overlooking all living beings.

28 It's a conceit

A kind of self-confidence in one's own identity, a conceit that is nurtured

When the five of them saw Chu Feng and others appearing, their eyes became cold at this moment, and the pure and thick ghostly aura radiated from them, giving people a feeling of extreme danger.

"You are from the underworld"

Chu Feng looked at them with a smile, a little surprised.

These five people were so powerful that even Meng Qianqian and the other three were suppressed.

However, compared to the Chu Feng team, it was still not enough.

"Now that you know our identity, hand over the river map."

The leader was a young man, tall and slender, with a clean, pure and flawless body.

Between the words, there is a power that cannot be rejected

In the case of ghost cultivators in the underworld, it is very rare to be able to cultivate such a physical body to such an extent.

Hearing this, Chu Feng couldn't help laughing.

Seeing the smile on Chu Feng's face, Yan Qinghan and the others all showed a narrow look.

Hey, someone is going to be unlucky again.

Text Chapter [-]: Chu Da flickers out again! (third more)

"Since you are people from the underworld, we should be collaborators. Why is it direct, let me hand over the river map? The real intention of your coming this time is to help our Ghost King Sect win the river map. "

Between Chu Feng's openings, he was slow and unhurried.

Yan Qinghan and the others couldn't help but complain in their hearts, Chu Feng's ability to lie is really getting stronger and stronger.

"You are the disciples of the Ghost King Sect"