An hour later, Elder Yuanhe, Elder Tianzhu and several elders from the Immortal Way had completed their rebirth, abandoned their cultivation, and returned to practice.
Because of the strong physical fitness of Shenzong disciples and sufficient training resources, they quickly broke through the True Martial Realm and charged towards the Lingxu Realm.
This scene made the remaining undead jealous.
"quiet."
Shen Chenfeng's eyes were majestic, scanning the excited souls, and said: "The next step is your rebirth. Because you are not strong enough, you must use special means if you want to be reborn."
"What special means?"
Chen Jing from the Sky-Splitting Demon Sect asked expectantly.
Shen Chenfeng groaned and said: "If you want to be reborn, I must take action and use my magical powers to transport your souls into the bodies of Shenzong disciples. But during this period, you cannot have any resistance in your hearts."
"It's up to you to take action and you can't resist?"
An elder from the Sky-Splitting Demon Sect jumped out immediately and said, "Shen Chenfeng, what you said is quite nice. What if you took advantage of our unpreparedness and tampered with our souls?"
"yes."
"If you put a curse on our souls, we will become your puppets from now on, subject to your command."
"Instead of becoming a puppet, it is better to stay at the Conferred God Platform."
Several cultivators who were more suspicious immediately spoke out in agreement.
However, Shen Chenfeng did not get used to it. He glanced at the Demon Sect elder coldly and said, "If you don't believe me, you can choose to quit."
"Shen Chenfeng, do you think I care about you?"
The demon sect elder was furious and wanted to say something.
"enough."
The old man Tianzhu suddenly shouted loudly, stared at the Demon Sect elder, and said: "Shen Chenfeng's character is obvious to all, so there is no need for anyone to doubt it. Besides, Shen Chenfeng has already refined the underground palace of ghosts and gods. If he really wants to control you, why bother?" What about these little tricks?”
In the Demonic Sect, Old Man Tianzhu is quite prestigious.
He scolded them, and none of the Demon Sect elders spoke again.
"Okay, let's start now."
Seeing that no one refuted, Shen Chenfeng looked at everyone and said, "Which one of you will come first?"
"I come."
Almost before the crowd could react, Chen Jing was the first to rush over.
The Demon Sect elder grinned at Shen Chenfeng and said: "Shen Chenfeng, others don't believe you, but I, Chen Jing, have no doubts about you. I believe that the man the Great Demon Sect Saint is interested in is definitely not that despicable person. people."
Hearing this, Tan Zhiruo's face turned slightly red.
Shen Chenfeng didn't say much and directly used his magical power.
He waved his palm violently, and all his divine power turned into a gloomy black mist, wrapping Chen Jing's soul and rushing into the body of a Shenzong disciple.
Jiutian Taimo Sutra!
Soul-calling!
Transporting souls into other people's bodies is the magical power of the Demon Cult. Shen Chenfeng had to reverse the technique and use the Jiutian Tai Demon Sutra.
But the moment he waved his demonic energy, all the undead present shivered.
In particular, several elders of the Sky-Splitting Demon Sect showed frightened expressions.
They only felt that the magic power exerted by Shen Chenfeng had a cold and compelling aura, containing a cold, dark, and vicious aura, as if it was about to engulf them.
"Holy shit!"
"This is the magic power."
"Shen Chenfeng, you actually practice demonic skills?"
There was a commotion among the undead, but it was quickly interrupted by a groan.
I saw Chen Jing jumping up from the ground, looking at his hands, looking up to the sky and laughing crazily, saying: "Hahaha, I'm alive. I, Chen Jing, have been trapped for thirty years and finally come back to life."
"Don't be in a hurry to laugh yet."
Shen Chenfeng interrupted Chen Jing's laughter and said, "Look at your body. Is there anything wrong with it?"
Chen Jing quickly stopped laughing and kept groping on his body.
But after a while, he had a suspicious expression on his face and said, "I don't feel anything is wrong. What's wrong?"
"Impossible, because your souls are not strong enough and it is impossible to perfectly integrate into your new body."
Shen Chenfeng shook his head, his eyes shining with silver light, and he used his soul to investigate.
After about a stick of incense, he suddenly took out a spiritual elixir from the Qiankun Ring and said, "What does it taste like?"
Chen Jing took the elixir doubtfully, raised his head and swallowed it in one gulp. His expression suddenly changed and he said: "I...can't taste anything."
"now it's right."
Shen Chenfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It seems to be what I thought. Because you can't integrate perfectly, you will lose your sense of taste. But when you reach the realm of refining gods, this little problem will disappear. trace."
Hearing this, the crowd went crazy instantly.
"Shen Chenfeng, it's my turn."
"We are members of the Xuantian Sect, our own people, Shen Chenfeng, our own people."
"I came first, I should come first."
Countless souls rushed over and surrounded Shen Chenfeng, shouting desperately.
Even the elders of the Demon Sect who had just questioned Shen Chenfeng quickly stepped forward with apologetic smiles on their faces.
"quiet."
An invisible aura surged through Shen Chenfeng's body, forcing the souls around him to retreat, and then said: "Xuantian Sect, Sky Splitting Demon Sect, and finally Zixia Sect, everyone proceeds in order."
"I'll go first."
Hanyan's face was ecstatic and he rushed over excitedly.
Shen Chenfeng waved his palm, and another ball of black mist flew out, wrapped in the smoky soul, and rushed into the body of a female Shen Sect disciple.
Without waiting for Hanyan to wake up, he followed the same method and transported all the Xuantian Sect members into the bodies of the Shen Sect disciples.
In this way, three hours passed.
Hundreds of disciples from the Xuantian Sect, the Sky-Splitting Demon Sect, and the Zixia Sect have all been successfully resurrected.
After resurrecting so many people at once, Shen Chenfeng felt a little tired.
He grabbed Chen Jianghe who was standing aside and asked where the souls of the Shenzong disciples were kept. Then his body flashed and he came to the easternmost side of the Conferred God Platform.
Here, the souls of more than two hundred Shenzong disciples were imprisoned by countless imps.
When Shen Chenfeng came here, those brats immediately showed respect and made way for him.
After a period of panic among Shenzong disciples, a woman with a slender figure, beautiful appearance, but a rather cold expression came out and said: "Who are you, and why are you imprisoning us here?"
"I am Shen Chenfeng."
A person's name, the shadow of a tree.
Although many Shenzong disciples have never seen Shen Chenfeng, the news that Shen Chenfeng killed countless saints and saints has long been spread.
At this time, hearing Shen Chenfeng's name, the crowd immediately started to commotion.
The woman's face was even more pale, and her delicate body was trembling slightly. But she gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"
