As those souls were devoured, the armor on the male corpse flashed with light.
Jin Xiliang looked at the corpse with some pride, his eyes full of madness: "Sure enough, no matter how much you cultivate such trash, it will have no effect."
"But it doesn't matter. Their existence is to continuously pollute the souls for us to absorb."
"Only you, ancestor, are invincible and powerful enough. I believe that under my leadership, our Jin family will be able to regain its former glory."
Jin Xiliang laughed, looking a little crazy.
He seemed to see the Jin family returning to its peak and dominating the glory of several major families.
"Ancestor, please wait. Only when you absorb enough souls will you be strong enough to suppress the others."
Jin Xiliang was immersed in joy and didn't even notice Chen Feng outside the door.
As for what he said?
Chen Feng heard it clearly.
"It's a beautiful thought." Chen Feng snorted coldly, feeling that Jin Xiliang was quite whimsical.
How many big families do you want to control?
What a joke!
However, even Chen Feng had to admit that he was too tolerant.
In order for the plan to succeed, he would not hesitate to sacrifice his own offspring, just so that the plan would not be revealed.
They are constantly reducing the presence of the Jin family, just to catch them by surprise.
Unfortunately, all his plans will come to nothing.
Chen Feng will not give him this chance!
The Jin Xiliang in the room absorbs all those souls
"Who!" Jin Xiliang turned his head suddenly and looked around him warily.
Just now, he noticed a strange smell.
"Is it an illusion?" Jin Xiliang was a little surprised.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong, Jin Xiliang respectfully covered the coffin board. After covering it, he knelt down and kowtowed a few times.
"Bang."
"Crack!"
"puff."
Jin Xiliang didn't expect that someone would suddenly attack him. He was knocked away and hit the wall. He opened his mouth and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
"Ahem." He slid down from the wall, covering his chest and looking at Chen Feng who was standing at the door.
"It turns out it's you!" Jin Xiliang was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the person who appeared here would be Chen Feng.
Chen Feng didn't talk nonsense to him. His figure moved and appeared in front of him. He raised his hand and punched him again.
Jin Xiliang was on guard, so naturally he would not shy away from Chen Feng's punch like before. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Boy, you threw yourself into this trap."
A strange smile appeared on Jin Xiliang's face, and he slapped his ancestor's coffin board away with a palm. He bit his finger and quickly drew a talisman on his ancestor's face.
Chen Feng would naturally not give him this opportunity, even though he didn't know how strong this male corpse was.
With a palm discharge, Jin Xiliang had no chance to dodge.
The moment Chen Feng met Jin Xiliang, a rotten hand grabbed his wrist tightly, preventing him from moving forward.
"Huh?" Chen Feng looked at the hand held by the male corpse. There was a burning sensation on the skin there, accompanied by a slight sting.
Chen Feng mobilized his spiritual energy, but found that he could not break the male corpse's grip at all.
Since he couldn't break away, Chen Feng simply used his fist wrapped in spiritual energy to hit the male corpse in the face.
"Bang."
"Hiss." Chen Feng couldn't help but widen his eyes.