"Hmph." Zhang Tiancheng snorted coldly: "Things that pretend to be a ghost!"

He said, winking at the people next to him.

An elder nodded slightly, took a few steps back, and hid behind the three of them.

He took out a small blood-red jar, and just looked at it like this, it made people feel dizzy.

Even he was holding the jar carefully.

Wrap your hands with spiritual energy and carefully take out a silver needle from the jar.

Looking at the blood-red, black mist, silver needles that were shrouded in evil spirits, a smile appeared on the elder's face.

"It is your greatest honor in your life to be killed by this Seven Evil Soul-Destroying Needle."

As he said that, he muttered something, and the silver needle was suspended in the air, gradually disappearing, completely integrating with the air.

Chen Feng, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, became alert again after knowing that Grandma Xihua had arrived.

He didn't know why, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart, always feeling that something bad would happen.

My hairs stood up and I felt goosebumps all over my body.

No matter how he explored the surrounding environment, he did not see anything wrong.

"Is it because I'm too sensitive?" Chen Feng didn't think so.

He still believed in the warrior's consciousness, and this has saved him many times.

Just as Chen Feng was thinking, he felt a chill in his eyebrows and a smell of blood came out.

"ah!"

He screamed in pain, feeling his eyebrows cracked, and something was trying hard to get in.

"What the hell, get out!" Chen Feng used his spiritual energy to bind that thing, but it had no effect at all. He continued to drill into his mind.

"You dare to hurt him a hair, I will definitely wash away the entire Lingyun Sect."

Zhang Tiancheng didn't care about Grandma Xihua's words at all.

Wash his Lingyun Sect?

It was such a big joke, and she could tell it.

Chen Feng couldn't resist after all, and the silver needle penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"It's done." The elder who had just sacrificed this silver needle showed a smug smile: "But can a small realm of Zhenwu still turn the world into a sensation?"

"The end of offending me, Lingyun Sect, is only a dead end!"

"You are looking for death!" A roar was filled with dark clouds, and the heaven and earth changed color.

The elder who sacrificed the silver needle only felt a pain on his face, and then he flew backwards.

Rolling on the ground countless times and hitting countless buildings. He hit the wall of a hall heavily, and then he stopped barely.

"Ahem."

"Wow"

A mouthful of blood was spurted out, and the man felt dizzy and couldn't say a word. His face was even swollen like a pig's head.

"Who are you?" Zhang Tiancheng and his friends became even more alert. Grandma Xihua's move scared them very much.

Grandma Xihua ignored their words, and rushed directly towards Chen Feng when she appeared here.

When he saw the blood hole on his forehead, he was struck by lightning and was stunned.

"Seven Evils Soul-Destroying Needle!" Grandma Xihua's voice trembled, and she couldn't accept this fact.
Chapter completed!