Along the way, the pressure became stronger and stronger, and it became increasingly difficult for Pang Bo to support himself.
Chu Feng suggested that Pang Bo should stop caring about him and let Pang Bo move forward on his own.
But who would have thought that this Pang Bo was also unexpectedly stubborn. He insisted on moving forward with Chu Feng. Unless he couldn't walk anymore, he would have to drag Chu Feng over even if he was dragging him.
"Oh, isn't this Mr. Pang?"
"Are you really helping this kid?"
"Do you think he can give you immortal weapons as a reward?"
Suddenly, a somewhat sarcastic voice sounded.
Waiting and watching, the bald man was waiting for a group of people.
At this time, they were all sitting in front, panting and sweating profusely. It seemed that they could no longer move forward.
And that sarcastic remark was exactly what the bald man said.
This bald man is actually not very afraid of Pang Bo. He said that giving Pang Bo face was just to give him a step down. In fact, what he is really afraid of is Chu Feng.
Although he couldn't understand why a person in a true fairyland would make him so uneasy, the fear that seemed to come from instinct still made him choose to retreat.
However, after he retreated, the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became.
That's why when he saw Chu Feng and Pang Bo again, he started to mock them.
He was venting his frustration.
However, facing the bald man's ridicule, Pang Bo turned a blind eye and looked at Chu Feng.
"Brother Shura, as you can see, it's not that you are dragging me down, it's that everyone can't walk anymore."
"There is still a certain distance between this place and the spiritual spring. It seems that with the current oppression, even the peak of the Heavenly Immortal may not be able to reach there. Only the Martial Immortal Realm can do it."
Pang Bo no longer left, but sat down on the ground with a thud. Looking at him panting, Chu Feng knew that he was really exhausted.
"At this point, there is no other way."
Chu Feng did not sit down, but stood up straight, cleared his throat, and then shouted:
"Everyone, as the saying goes, I rely on my parents at home, and my friends when I go out. I am not feeling well today, which has damaged my cultivation. I am stuck here and cannot move forward."
"If any dear friend is willing to help me, I will definitely thank you very much."
As soon as Chu Feng said these words, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.
But the people who reacted the most were the bald men.
"Oh no, this liar has started again."
The bald man couldn't help but curse.
But it is worth mentioning that his angry curse was not loud, and it was more realistic and muttered in a low voice.
"This guy is so shameless. If he keeps going like this, he will be beaten sooner or later?"
"Being beaten? I don't think he even has a chance to be beaten, because no one will pay attention to him at all."
The friend of the bald man also mocked Chu Feng again and again.
Compared to the bald man, his friend's voice was much louder.
However, Chu Feng ignored their ridicule at all. No matter what the people around him said, Chu Feng still shouted.
Although people passed by one after another, and no one helped Chu Feng except for talking and ridiculing, Chu Feng was still not discouraged.
However, although Chu Feng was not discouraged, Pang Bo couldn't stand it anymore.
"Brother Shura, forget it, the people here have always been indifferent, no one will help you." Pang Bo said to Chu Feng.
"Who said that? Why don't you just help me?" Chu Feng asked with a smile.
"I am not boasting, Pangbo, I am indeed different from them, but I grew up here, and I know them very well."
This sentence was too understanding, and it already showed Pang Bo's disappointment in these people.
"Brother Shura, wait a minute. My father will definitely come to pick me up when he notices that I haven't arrived yet," Pang Bo said.
"Okay, let's wait a moment."
Chu Feng also sat down while speaking.
Chu Feng was actually not panicked. After all, he knew his own cultivation level.
And he knew very well that even if the giant thunder beasts fought with the sacred tree seeds, it would only be temporary. They would stop sooner or later, and Chu Feng's cultivation would naturally recover at that time.
"Sir, are you giving up?"
But just as Chu Feng sat down, a female voice sounded from behind Chu Feng.
Chu Feng looked back and found a woman standing behind Chu Feng and looking at Chu Feng with a smile.
This woman is not very good-looking, but her smile is very sweet, giving people a very friendly feeling.
"Senior sister, we are strangers, let's just leave him alone, right?"
However, at this moment, another voice sounded behind the woman.
Behind the woman, a group of people came over. These people were both men and women, but they were dressed the same and seemed to be from the same sect.
Moreover, both men and women are very young and should be juniors.
"He's from Chifeng Pavilion."
"That person, could it be Mu Ziwei from Chifeng Pavilion?"
"Mu Ziwei? It seems like it's really Mu Ziwei."
When this woman appeared, she immediately caused a sensation.
From everyone's discussion, Chu Feng learned that the Red Wind Pavilion was a very powerful force in the entire Upper Realm of Samsara.
And this Mu Ziwei is a junior genius who is somewhat famous in the entire upper world of reincarnation.
It's no wonder that a junior can come here without changing his expression.
Chu Feng guessed that Mu Ziwei's cultivation level was definitely more than an ordinary martial immortal, and was probably close to the peak of martial immortal.
At this time, Mu Ziwei's classmates were all trying to persuade her not to meddle in other people's business.
But Mu Ziwei waved her hand to signal her fellow disciples not to speak.
Mu Ziwei, among these people, is definitely a deterrent, so after her action, those people behind her, although they were very reluctant, actually shut their mouths.
"Master, you haven't answered me yet. Why did you sit down? Have you given up?"
Mu Ziwei blinked her big eyes and looked at Chu Feng with a smile.
Seeing this, Chu Feng also stood up, and then asked: "If I don't give up, girl, will you be willing to help me?"
"They all say you are a liar, so what if you lie to me?" Mu Ziwei asked.
"If I lie to the girl, she will kill me, okay?" Chu Feng said.
"Seriously? I won't show mercy." Mu Ziwei said.
"Seriously." Chu Feng looked certain.
"Okay, Kuang Kuang, I like the young master's character. In that case, I will help you." Mu Ziwei said.
"Then what kind of reward does the girl want?" Chu Feng asked.
"I appreciate your courage, so I don't need any reward, I will help you for free." Mu Ziwei said with a smile.
"What? Free?"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
After working on it for a long time, Mu Ziwei was testing Chu Feng just now, and she had no intention of asking for Chu Feng's reward.
Isn't this too lucky?
How could this liar get help from the famous Mu Ziwei so easily?
Could it be that all women with extraordinary talents are so easy to be deceived?
For a while, there were a lot of discussions, but most of them were jealousy and envy towards Chu Feng.
Especially the bald man and others who, like Chu Feng, could no longer move on, looked so envious that they almost cried with envy.
"Don't bother me girl, I'll help him."
But at this moment, another female voice sounded.
Watching along, two figures were approaching. Even Chu Feng was a little surprised when he saw these two people, because Chu Feng knew these two people.
It’s Linghu Yueyue and Linghu An’an.
But compared to Chu Feng, those onlookers were full of shock.
Especially the bald men, their faces turned green at this time.
After all, compared to Mu Ziwei, Linghu Yueyue and Linghu Anan's looks are real beauties.
Especially for Linghu Yueyue, it is not an exaggeration to call her the "Qinguo Qingcheng".
But appearance is not the important point, the important point is that even now, Linghu Yueyue's expression has not changed.
Although people don't know who Linghu Yueyue is, just by looking at her relaxed look, people can guess that this woman must have achieved something in cultivation.
He is probably a genius who is not inferior to Mu Ziwei.
"Is this girl trying to rob me?" Mu Ziwei asked Linghu Yueyue.
"If I want to rob him, what will you do?" Linghu Yueyue asked.
What? Rob?
Two outstanding women with extraordinary talents rushed to help such a loser and a liar?
What's happening here?
"Damn, that's okay. What kind of bad luck did this liar get?"