Sacrifice yourself and ask the ancestors to leave the customs

With such fluctuations, Chu Fengge didn't even believe that this was a living person, so he became cautious.

"Hehe, a little demon cultivator dares to be so domineering in Zeng's house, does he really think he is invincible?"

The voice rang out, and the tone that made the scalp tingle made Chu Fengge even more careful. From the beginning to the end, he had never seen anyone coming, and he didn't know who was hiding behind it.

Right beside Chu Fengge, a gust of wind blew by, and immediately a pale man appeared, like a dead man, stretched out his powerless arms, and wrapped them around Chu Fengge's neck.

The sudden movement made Chu Fengge furious, his body exploded with blood, and immediately sent the attacking arm flying away.

The whole body's blood condensed behind Chu Fengge into a phantom of a ferocious beast, and on both sides were the souls of the Soul Control Profound Art, emitting power, opening bloodthirsty eyes, and staring at the soul suppressor who appeared.

As soon as he made a move, he used all his strength, Chu Fengge didn't dare to be careless, he didn't know who the person appeared in front of him, and he didn't know why this person was in such a state and so powerful.

Although the soul suppressing envoy had strange methods, under the intimidation of Chu Fengge's open and closed blood, he was forced to show up, stood in front of Chu Fengge, and looked at him with some deep meaning.

"I think Patriarch Zeng is talking about you, right? Sure enough, you are very powerful. If I knew this, I wouldn't have allowed him to deal with you..."

The soul suppressor's voice seemed to have a kind of magical power, which made Chu Fengge feel a little drowsy. Hei Shouzi and Kui fell asleep in this magical voice while fucking Hei Shouzi.

Of course, the Soul Suppressor doesn't care what other people are like. At this moment, he only has this Chu Fengge in his eyes. It's the first time he has seen such a powerful demon cultivator in Zeng's house for so long.

"Are you from the Underworld? You gave the Nether Soul Falling Needle to the young master of the Zeng family?"

After guessing for a long time, Chu Fengge knew the identity of the soul suppressing envoy. After all, the Zeng family must have a connection with Huang Quan.

The soul suppressor nodded slightly, not hiding his identity, and looked at Chu Fengge with that weird smile on his face.

"Your strength is indeed great, so how about it, go to the underworld and become a hero under Mingzun's command, it will be much better than your current status!"

Huang Quan also valued masters when the Soul Rescue envoy sent out an invitation. As long as the talent was strong enough, Huang Quan would accept even a small bug.

"You must know that not everyone can have this honor. Entering Huangquan is only good for you now, and there is absolutely no harm."

Seeing that Chu Fengge remained silent for a long time, the Soul Rescue was a little displeased. After all, not everyone is eligible to apply, nor is anyone eligible to stand in front of him and speak.

"It's not impossible for me to join Huangquan, but I heard that if Huangquan doesn't come out, it means the destruction of a world. Is this true?"

Chu Fengge did not continue the topic just now, but started to ask questions.

According to the legend, the existence of Huangquan is mysterious. There was once a powerful person who traced the existence of Huangquan, and there was no clue for nearly ten thousand years.

But as long as Huang Quan appears, it will be the end of that world, which is an eternal bad luck.

"The continued existence of unnecessary worlds will only affect the luck of the entire universe. I, Huang Quan, do things like this. Do things you don't want to do, and things you dare not do."

The Soul Requiem didn't hide it, and when he spoke, he clearly showed a kind of pride.

"Join us now, and you will cancel all your dealings with the Zeng family, and even give you whatever you want in the Zeng family!"

Chu Fengge didn't answer for a long time, which made the Soul Rescue a little annoyed. He had given Chu Fengge enough face and didn't want to make a humble request. After all, in his opinion, this was Chu Fengge's glory.

"To your life!"

When Zeng Jianghe was worried, Chu Fengge stepped forward with a knife in hand, regardless of the invitation from the Soul Requiem Envoy just now, and shot directly.

The traces of Huang Quan have appeared near the Sea of ​​Life, which proves that the Sea of ​​Life is in danger.

Naturally, Chu Fengge couldn't tolerate the arrogance of the Soul Rescue in front of him, so he shot directly.

He had never fought against the existence in Huangquan before, so he didn't dare to be careless at this time, and showed all his means, as long as he made a move, he had to guarantee to kill it in the fastest time.

Seeing Chu Fengge approaching, the Soul Rescue Envoy's pale face was also sullen, and he flew towards Chu Fengge with a few extra ghost needles in his hand.

Chu Fengge swung out the Whirlwind Saber Qi, mixed with fierce fighting intent, and stirred all the Youming Luohun Needles into the whirlwind.

Although this Youming Luohun Needle is vicious, as long as one is well prepared, there is not much danger. Before this, Chu Fengge had experienced it.

Chu Fengge aimed at the soul slayer's head with a knife, but bursts of desolate music suddenly appeared around the opponent, making Chu Fengge's head a little heavy.

"I've given you a lot of face by inviting you. Not only did you not reply, but you even killed me. It's really a face to you!"

The soul suppressor had an extra mourning stick in his hand, and beat it on Chu Fengge's body.

This mourning stick looks so light that it doesn't seem to weigh a few taels, but the mourning stick is a great weapon in the underworld!
As long as it hits the enemy, the vitality of the enemy will be cut in half in an instant. With such an effect, no matter how powerful the enemy is, it can only be slaughtered.

Chu Fengge's mind was a little unclear, but he could feel the attack of the Soul Requiem, and even more, the horror of this mourning stick!
"roll!"

Chu Fengge yelled violently, and the soul of the imperial realm began to awaken, and the soul power got rid of the influence of the sorrow and joy, allowing him to wake up instantly.

The body was shaking, and Chu Fengge suddenly appeared in front of the soul suppressor, leaving only a little blood mist at the position of the opponent's attack, and the mourning stick scattered the blood mist without any success.

The Soul Suppression Envoy was even more horrified by Chu Fengge's actions, but before he could make another move, Chu Fengge's imperial soul had already appeared in the Soul Suppression Envoy's eyes.

With such soul power, the body of the soul suppressor twitched, and the skin seemed to be oxidized and continuously emitted fragments, which was very painful.

In such a scene, Chu Fengge was also a little dazed. After all, before this, he never knew that his soul power had such an effect.

I wanted to ask something about the soul suppressor, but I didn't want the soul suppressor to disappear in smoke.

"There is a central spirit in you, who are you!"

The panic of the soul suppressor was not because Chu Fengge possessed the soul of the imperial realm, but because he had absorbed the central spirit.

Apart from Xinglao and Qinglao, Chu Fengge did not have any relationship with Sea of ​​Life in this matter.

The soul suppressor in front of him actually knew about this, Chu Fengge guessed that it wasn't his own imperial soul that killed the soul suppressant.

It is the central spirit that has been integrated with itself!

The Soul Requiem dissipated completely, leaving a pile of ashes on the ground, which looked even more suspenseful.