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Chapter 172 Immortals, the main altar of the magic sect

"This person is such a strong martial arts!" Master Ruyi coughed up blood when he was shocked.

With just one move, the extremely soft energy swept into the body and destroyed the internal organs and meridians!

"Do you guys give in or not..."

Chu Feng's body remained motionless, his expression became more and more cold. With a long roar, Zhou Shen was shrouded in a vast true energy, as if the Buddha King had arrived in the world, and he flew up, and his fist was about to ejaculate again: "Those who do not surrender died..."

The heavy cold attacked face to face, with the threat of death, and the three of them seemed to turn into Kunlun Snow Country, with heavy snow roaring and cold marrow!

"etc…!"

"We want to live, we are willing to surrender..."

"You will be our master from now on..."

Facing Chu Feng, who was like a god, the three of them all lowered their heads, showed a look of awe and fear on their faces, and they all knelt down.

"good…!"

When Chu Feng walked in front of him, he suddenly saw a black light flashing in Master Ruxin's hand, a silver light flashing in Master Rumeng's hand, and a blade light from Master Ruyi's hand scratched out!

The black light was a piece of powder, like a dark cloud, a dark cloud emitting a foul smell. In the dark clouds, a flying needle like lightning suddenly shot out!

The sword light turned into a crescent moon and did not belong to the human world. This is the magic sword!

The cooperation of these three people is really perfect. The timing is just right and the grasp is extremely accurate! It seems that they have practiced countless times!

The surrender of the three is a trick to lure the enemy, making the opponent relax his vigilance, and then suddenly attack!

"Haha, I won't cry until I see the coffin...!"

Chu Feng sneered, his sleeves swelled up, dark clouds spread out from all sides, five spread out, endless suction appeared, the air hissed, and there was no need to let out, and a steel needle was already pinched!

At this time, the scimitar had arrived and fell down. The protective energy appeared cracks, and finally dissipated with a bang. The blade fell onto the neck, making a clanging sound!

Chu Feng had expected that how could he trust the elder of the Demon Cult who had been lurking in Shaolin for more than 40 years?

"Go to heaven and earth, the soul search needle..."

"The Blood-Changing Five Luoshuang Smoke..."

"Divine Sword Slash..."

"You three are really unchanged!"

Chu Feng roared and came to the front of the three of them like teleportation. He slapped the three palms at the same time. The three of them immediately vomited blood and flew backwards, smashing heavily on the cliff!

"Ximen Yu, capture the three of them, don't let them kill them...!"

Chu Feng flashed coldly: "I want these three people to survive, not to die..."

"yes…!"

Ximen Yu left the battlefield and came before the three of them, bound by the chains of fine iron. The three of them were seriously injured by Chu Fenghan's angry palm, but they could not resist at all!

"Shadow King..."

Chu Feng glanced at him and saw that at the moment when the three of them were defeated, a shadow flew out of the sedan chair, instantly turning into eighteen phantoms, running towards all directions!

"You can't escape!"

Chu Feng sneered, a big sun suddenly appeared in his mind. He seemed to have opened his eyes, and his aura was keen to lock on one of the figures!

"I found you...!"

With the long roar, Chu Feng's body seemed like a dragon, tearing the air apart, making a sound of a dragon roar, and shot forward like a sharp arrow!

The Shadow King was shocked, and the eighteen phantoms suddenly disappeared, and his body turned, and eighteen shadows were transformed into another illusion!

"The clone magic shadow is not worth mentioning in front of the master of Qi transformation...!"

Chu Feng's body was also steep, locking in the true body of the Shadow King again!

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Seeing that the Shadow King saw the clone of the demon shadow, he stopped hesitating and took off his ink-like cloak, revealing his delicate body and a pale and bloodless melon-shaped face.

The cloak was thrown out and flew towards Chu Feng. A fragrance penetrated into his nostrils. At the same time, a small embroidery needle shot up, hitting Chu Feng's vital points!

Chu Feng's face remained unchanged. He had already cultivated a body that was invincible with all poisons. No matter how strong the poison is, he would be afraid of it at all!

At the same time, he used the Vajra Body Protection Art, and all the embroidery needles were bounced away before they could reach their bodies!

Seeing this, the Shadow King's face turned pale again, and a sick blush appeared from his ears, and his body suddenly collapsed and fell to the ground!

Chu Feng rushed up quickly, grabbed her neck suddenly, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Can you escape...!"

Chu Feng gradually used his five fingers to look coldly at the shadow king who was unable to breathe.

"Ahem, don't kill me..."

The Shadow King squeezed out a few words from the corner of his mouth: "I know the secret of the Demon Cult...!"

Chu Feng let go of his fingers and lifted her chin: "You are willing to surrender to me..."

"I have no other road left to go...!"

The Shadow King coughed a few times, and his face turned redder, "I can tell you what you want to know!"

"Then you will be my captive...!"

Chu Feng penetrated a Yin-Yang Life and Death Talisman and entered the Shadow King's body: "I hope you don't have any tricks..."

The Shadow King suddenly showed a charming feeling and pushed his chest towards Chu Feng: "I won't be careful, I will only please you!"

Chu Feng curled his lips slightly: "You want to seduce me? I'm not afraid..."

Beauty is always one of the strongest weapons for women to deal with men.

"Hehe... Then I want to give it a try..." The Shadow King said, coughing a few times, coughing out a wisp of blood.

"You're not feeling well with my ambergris spirit!"

Chu Feng glanced at the Shadow King: "I will not save you until you show your value..."

Chu Feng looked at the battlefield. The Demon Sect lost four innate masters, and his combat power was greatly reduced. He was no longer a match for the members of the Qinglong Society!

Sure enough, within a moment, all the people from the Demon Sect were killed by Chu Feng and his group. The living people were the Shadow King, Master Ruyi and other four.

"Master, everyone has been killed!" Ximen Yu came to Chu Feng and said in a deep voice.

"Let's go, let's go to the Demon Cult's Headquarters!" Chu Feng nodded and spoke loudly.

Chu Feng and Shadow King sat in the sedan chair, and the four of them lifted the sedan chair and flew forward as if they were walking.

In the sedan chair.

Chu Feng sat against the Shadow King.

Chu Feng glanced at the Shadow King and said lightly: "Where is the headquarters of the Demon Cult?"

"The Demon Cult Headquarters is on Chiyan Peak!"

"So where it is..." Chu Feng thought: "As far as I know, it is an extremely wasteful area. No wonder we find it difficult to find where your headquarters is..."

"Go to Chiyan Peak..."

Chu Feng said loudly to Ximen Yu.

The Shadow King squeezed into Chu Feng's arms, and his body exuded a depressing fragrance. "Can the Lord remove the ambergris energy from my body now?"

"That's up to your performance..."

Chu Feng exerted a true energy to suppress the ambergris energy in his body, and his hands penetrated deep into the silk clothes and played with and kneaded them.

………

Red Rock Peak.

Chu Feng and his party walked in the wilderness.

There are no heavy snowstorms here, but a barren land!

The wasteland showed a red color, and it looked like a grass was not growing. The fog was filled with poisonous miasma everywhere. The strong wind blew and the fog was dispersed!

Compared with outside, this place is simply a Jedi, no wonder no one can find out where the Demon Cult is located!

"What a harsh environment!"

In the loud eagle cry that penetrated through the sky and broke through the clouds, Chu Feng looked down everywhere, but his eyes were filled with sighs: "People who grew up in such an environment must be firm in their minds and even more hatred!"

Tao follows nature!

If the martial arts and mental methods of those famous schools in the Central Plains are naturally emphasized, they will naturally pay attention to a calm and peaceful state of mind, rebellious and withdrawn, and complain about the world.

But the magic path is exactly the opposite!

The demonic skills are cruel and ruthless. The more resentful you are, the more you can stimulate the magic of your own demonic nature, and your cultivation will be thousands of miles a day!

"The Demon Cult is here, and there are also experts in it to give guidance!"

The Shadow King said: "As the rumors, this is the land of the gods, and there are mysterious immortals living!

"Immortal?" Chu Feng sneered: "My current martial arts are not immortals in front of ordinary martial artists!"

"No, that's indeed an immortal!"
Chapter completed!
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