Sacrifice yourself and ask the ancestors to leave the customs

The speed of Zeng Jianghe's sudden explosion made Chu Fengge unable to catch up, watching the embarrassed figure move away from him.

All the Zeng family dead men brought by Zeng Jianghe also stayed here. They looked at each other in blank dismay. After knowing Chu Fengge's true strength, they didn't have the courage to fight Chu Fengge at all.

He said he was a dead man, because before Chu Fengge, the Zeng family had never encountered anyone stronger than the Zeng family.

These slayers screamed happily, and once they encountered a terrifying opponent, they would be as frightened as little chickens.

Even if he didn't make a move, Chu Fengge still couldn't let these people go. The Thunder Blood Temple opened, and the Thunder Chains flew out, turning all the dead men in front of them into balls of flesh and blood.

Chu Fengge, who received the feedback, had a faint blood-colored light and shadow on his body. This kind of performance left everyone in the black market around stunned!
The Zeng family, which was like a giant in their hearts, was torn apart by this demon cultivator alone!
"My God, what on earth are you doing to make Patriarch Zeng escape with serious injuries? I really can't believe it!"

The thin dry black man was very shocked, even if he saw the facts that happened in front of him, he still couldn't believe it.

Now he even feels very lucky, being by Chu Fengge's side is better than taking refuge in a family!
"For you, the quantity of these Qingxin Pills is enough for half of the Zhenyuan Pill."

Chu Fengge didn't answer Ganhei Shouzi's words, and casually threw a storage ring, which contained dozens of Qingxin Pills.

Five Qingxin Pills can be exchanged for one Zhenyuan Pill, and this storage ring was obtained from Zeng Jianghe's severed arms.

Chu Fengge didn't care what happened to the Zeng family. In his heart, he only thought about the connection between the people in Huangquan and the Zeng family.
"Do you know the location of Zeng's house? Lead me there."

Chu Fengge looked at the thin dry black man, and seeing the latter nodded, he asked him to lead the way and went to Zeng's house to see what happened.

Moreover, the Dragon Blood Grass is what Chu Fengge is bound to get!

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Zeng Jianghe, who had fled in front of Chu Fengge just now, sacrificed the blood in his body and fled back home.

Thinking of Chu Fengge's strength, Zeng Jianghe was still sweating profusely. Even though he was at the same level as Chu Fengge, he still had no chance of winning against Chu Fengge.

He lost both arms in this battle, and lost more than half of his blood. Now he is very weak. If he meets Chu Fengge again, he will definitely die in Chu Fengge's hands.

Zeng Jianghe knew that a ruthless demon cultivator like Chu Fengge would definitely not let any enemy go, and Chu Fengge must be on his way to his home right now.

"Soul Suppressor, my Zeng family really needs your help. I know you are at my house now, so come out and help my Zeng family!"

Zeng Jianghe seemed to think of something, stood up and looked around, as if talking to the air.

A few years ago, the Zeng family suddenly visited a guest, claiming that he was from Huangquan, and wanted to exchange Zeng Jianghe for medicinal materials for making Baishen Feisheng Pill.

Dragon's Blood Grass is the capital of the Zeng family's foothold in the black market. Naturally, Zeng Jianghe cannot agree to such a request.

So Zeng Jianghe procrastinated for time overtly and secretly, but the man from Huangquan, who called himself the Soul Suppressor, didn't seem to be in a hurry.

In Zeng's house, he also took the initiative to point out Zeng Yi's lack of cultivation, and even gave Zeng Yi the Youming Luohun Needle for self-defense, which seemed very generous.

In this regard, Zeng Jianghe did not drive the soul suppressor away from Zeng's house, and he felt that the soul suppressor's strength was not inferior to his own.

Now that the Zeng family is in such a catastrophe, Zeng Jianghe has no other choice but to ask the soul-suppressing envoy to help. If he succeeds in keeping the Zeng family, he can accept any conditions.

"Hehe, Patriarch Zeng only thinks of me now, but it really chills me!"

Just when Zeng Jianghe was in a hurry, a voice came from the air around him. The tone was very resentful, and it made Zeng Jianghe's spine feel chills.

Not for a while.A tall and thin man appeared out of nowhere, his face painting failed miserably, like a paper doll.

This man was dressed strangely, and he didn't look like a living person, which made Zeng Jianghe nervous.

Before getting close to the Soul Rescue, Zeng Jianghe could feel a cold breath, without the warmth of a living person. No one knew whether this kind of existence was a human or a ghost.

"Soul Suppressant, this time my Zeng family is in such a catastrophe, I hope that the Soul Suppressant can take action. As long as the Zeng family is saved, I am willing to pay the price!"

When Zeng Jianghe told about Chu Fengge, the Soul Rescue didn't feel nervous at all, and even showed a very weird smile, which made people's scalp tingle.

"Patriarch Zeng should know what I want. As long as the Zeng family can give me the dragon's blood grass, I will help you!"

The soul-suppressing envoy did not agree to Zeng Jianghe, but repeated his request, but this time, he was no longer as polite as before.

In the past, he was asking for help from the Zeng family, but now that the position has been changed, the people in Huangquan will never be more polite.

Zeng Jianghe didn't resist like before, but kept nodding and agreed directly.

Although relying on dragon blood grass to start a business, but for the long-term future, Zeng Jianghe will definitely not refuse.

"Hehehe, okay, let's make a happy decision like this, I feel the presence of a stranger's breath, you deal with it first, I will definitely not ignore it!"

The Soul Requiem let out a creepy laugh, then turned his eyes, and found a powerful aura appearing.

As soon as he finished speaking, the soul suppressor's body dissipated like smoke, and in less than a breath, he disappeared beside Zeng Jianghe, making him unable to sense it no matter what.

It was Chu Fengge who came, and under the leadership of Gan Hei Shouzi, he found the Zeng family's mansion.

Chu Fengge brought Kui and Ganhei Shouzi into it, and saw Zeng Jianghe in front of him in a panic.

"Well, you demon cultivator, you dare to come here like this, you are courting death!"

When seeing Chu Fengge, Zeng Jianghe was still very scared in his heart, and even wanted to run away.

Just for the sake of the whole Zeng family, and to avenge his son, Zeng Jianghe suppressed his uneasiness, and yelled loudly when he thought that the Soul Requiem must be around him.

"Take out the dragon's blood grass, and I can save your life."

Chu Fengge showed off the Immortal Demon Soldier, and looked at Zeng Jianghe with a very calm tone.

came here.The main thing is to find the Dragon Blood Grass, and after a while Zeng Jianghe's cultivation will be abolished, and his life will not be a concern.

Seeing Zeng Jianghe's refusal, Chu Fengge stepped forward directly, and there was a buzzing inside the magic soldier, like the resonance of a death knell.

"Soul Rescue, hurry up and save me, I'm going to die!"

Zeng Jianghe shouted loudly at the same time. He watched Chu Fengge keep coming forward, and lost his mind nervously.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Fengge noticed a very special fluctuation around him. This fluctuation was not a normal energy, but filled with a dead silence that disgusted him!