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Although he was still a little desperate, Zhang Feng still had to fight.

After all, here, everyone's cultivation level is at most half a step of golden elixir, and they are all elixirs.

Without the suppression of momentum, maybe I can really take a try... Damn, everyone here is the combat power of the Dan stage, and they all carry one head on both shoulders. Why can I, Zhang Feng, die?

Are you awesome to cheat?

For a moment, Zhang Feng's blood was overwhelmed, and a desperate ruthlessness surged into his heart.

But Zhang Feng suddenly felt a little inflated. He was just a Qi refining period... There was no way. After pretending to be good for a long time, he always felt that he was very awesome after turning on the special effects.

Perhaps the highest level of acting is to deceive yourself...

Squeezing down the complex thoughts in his heart, Zhang Feng took a step forward slowly, trying to inspire special effects, and at the same time, he poured all his spiritual power into his right hand, and his body's cultivation was also ignited. The Cang Lei Body Refining Technique ran with a bang.

For a moment, Zhang Feng's right hand condensed the supreme thunder, which was amazingly powerful.

Standing on the giant beak of the Thunder Phoenix, Zhang Feng took a deep breath, looked down at He Sheng and the Great Demon King who was rushing towards him, and sneered: "If you have a genital... wait, what's the situation?"

Zhang Feng was a little confused for a moment, looking at the slightly empty ground below, blinking his eyes.

The Great Demon King... is gone...

He Sheng also looked around with a confused look on his face.

Obviously, he didn't expect that with his order, the Demon King was gone long ago...

The scene was extremely awkward at one point.

"Damn it, I just lost my mind and the magic was not maintained for a while..." He Sheng looked ugly.

The moment Zhang Feng showed his vision, He Sheng was frightened to the point of being blank and he was completely confused.

As a result, the mind lost in just a moment, and the soul control technique was a little loose, and the soul slave seized the opportunity to escape back to the soul-suppressing banner.

He Sheng turned his head and looked at the Soul-Suppressing Banner, his face suddenly turned gloomy.

The aura emitted from the Soul-Suppressing Banner was already extremely weak, much weaker than before, and there was no scarlet demonic aura emitted while waving it.

"The ancestor was actually injured by the power of this person... By the way, the power of heavenly thunder happens to be the nemesis of the soul, and the ancestor has just woken up..."

"Speaking of this, the ancestor was also standing in front of me just now, and most of the power that the man burst out hit the ancestor!"

"Damn it!" He Sheng gritted his teeth, "The ancestor is weak and sleeping, unable to wake up again. He must return to the sect to nourish himself with the soul-raising array for seven days!"

He Sheng's expression became complicated in an instant.

Originally, the plan to take the ancestor out this time was to use the disciples of the former enemy to awaken the ancestor's soul and use the power of the ancestor to start a killing.

This Five-Colored Lotus Peak was created by the Five Elements Immortals back then. When the ancestor felt the breath of the exercises practiced by these Five-Colored Lotus Peak disciples, he would definitely wake up from his sleep. After all, the Five Elements Immortals killed the ancestor back then, and the Five Elements Immortals on the Five-Colored Lotus Peak were left by the Five Elements Immortals.

By then, as long as the ancestor wakes up, everything will be easy.

As a peerless strong man ten thousand years ago, the Great Demon King has unfathomable cultivation. Even if he has just woken up after sleeping for thousands of years, he may have the cultivation level of the Infant Stage.

Even if it is suppressed here, it is enough to kill more than 6,000 disciples of the Five Peaks.

After killing these more than 6,000 disciples, the ancestor was weak, but as long as he was put into the soul cultivation array, he could recover within seven days.

But I never expected that the ancestor Su Xing had woken up, but before he could take action, he was injured!

When did such a master appear on the Five Color Lotus Peak?!

He Sheng frowned, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

And on the other side.

Zhang Feng, who escaped the disaster, took a deep breath... To be honest, he didn't expect that the great demon king would run away the moment he showed his special effects...

He ran quite quickly... He deserves to be a strong man of his generation!

However, when Zhang Feng heard He Sheng talking to himself, he felt something was wrong.

These things are all fake, they just have momentum. At most, they can offset the suppression of others. If you want to say that suppressing others is completely a joke...

What kind of pressure He Sheng felt was actually a psychological effect.

As for the power of heavenly thunder, that's even more nonsense.

If He Sheng walked more than ten meters forward, he would be shocked to find that he could step on the top of the big pit that was slashed out of thin air by Zhang Feng.

So, all this is fake.

The ground just seemed to be slashed out from a big pit by Zhang Feng, but in fact it should be like what it is...

So when Zhang Feng heard He Sheng muttering about what the ancestor was injured, he was puzzled.

Why did your ancestor get injured?

Suicide?

How about firing me here? I'll have to pay for it later?

When Zhang Feng thought of this possibility, he hurriedly said sincerely: "I said, this doesn't matter to me..."

"Fart!" He Sheng glared at Zhang Feng and gritted his teeth, "You are still pretending to be a fool, do you really treat me like a fool?"

"I admit defeat today, but you can't insult my IQ like this!"

"You are definitely not in the Qi Refining Stage, and my ancestor was also shocked by you! My Soul Sect will definitely get this account back in the future!"

He Sheng looked at Zhang Feng with anger.

Zhang Feng: "...Okay, just be happy."

Zhang Feng felt so wronged.

I obviously did nothing, but I just turned on a special effect and called the Misty Bird to come out to help.

However, looking at He Sheng's unfair anger, Zhang Feng felt more and more helpless.

Could it be that this great demon king is really injured?

How is this possible? These are just special effects!

Zhang Feng frowned, always feeling something was wrong.

It can't be this great demon king who hurt himself, right?

Or is this great demon king hiding in the soul-suppressing banner and deliberately pretending to be weak?

Zhang Feng was thinking of this, and only heard He Sheng sigh: "Master, you should rest with peace of mind first. After returning to the sect, the Soul Sect will provide you with countless pills to nourish your soul to heal your wounds."

Zhang Feng seemed to understand something vaguely.

At this time, He Sheng looked at Zhang Feng, who was as powerful as an immortal, his scalp was numb and his face was extremely nervous.

At this time, the powerful soul slave of the Great Demon King was gone, and he faced Zhang Feng alone, and He Sheng had no intention of fighting at all.

After all, the person in front of him was shocked by the ancestor with his breath and a body of thunder!

This person is so terrifying!

It's definitely not something you can compete with!

He Sheng took a few steps back with a pale face, his face full of depressedness.

But then, he suddenly felt that he shouldn't be so cowardly, and immediately sneered at Zhang Feng and said a few harsh words.

"I remember the shame today."

"The future is long, don't bully the young man's poor!"

"I will definitely come back!"

After saying that, He Sheng shouted to the sky: "Master, use the secret method to send me out!"

Zhang Feng, who was a little confused by He Sheng's lines, was also stunned and looked up at the sky.

However, after waiting for a long time, the sky did not break like it was when it came.

The scene was quiet for a while.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

He Sheng looked a little flustered, but then he sneered at Zhang Feng again: "Hehe, my master will teleport me out in a while."

Zhang Feng: "Oh."

However, ten seconds later.

There is still no change in the sky.

He Sheng was a little panicked.

He suddenly felt something was wrong and something was wrong.

Zhang Feng frowned slightly, and he was very puzzled: "Have your master given up on you?"

"Impossible!" He Sheng took a few steps back and shouted again: "Master! Have you forgotten me? Take me out quickly!"

"Master, please take it quickly..."
To be continued...