Destroying the faith in their hearts and taking pleasure in it, isn't that a demonic act?

"What about you, do you want to continue to suffer?" Lin Feng asked with a sneer.

"Fenglin, don't deceive people too much!" someone shouted, if they said such things, how would they face Ye Zichen in the future?

You must know that Ye Zichen's brother is here, Lin Feng is forcing them to break up!

"Aren't you taking the initiative to provoke people to deceive people too much?" Lin Feng looked disdainful, and then said viciously: "I just want you to know that there are some people you can't offend!

Lin Feng's eyes were dark and deep, staring directly at everyone present, like a bottomless black hole, as if he wanted to suck them all into it.

A terrifying smile broke out at the corner of his mouth, which made people shudder: "I will make you fear me as you fear Ye Zichen! No, even more than him! If I cannot become the god of your hearts, then I will become a nightmare that torments you!"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples present all felt that a chill surged directly into the Heavenly Spirit Gai, cold and piercing.

Lin Feng let them know what is called madness and what is called the devil!

"Ye Zichen is a pile of stinky shit, and Fenglin is the strongest in Taixuanmen!"

Everyone present couldn't stand it anymore, and they all hung their heads and succumbed to Lin Feng's obscenity.

They were all frightened by Lin Feng, this guy was like a fierce demon descending into the world.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, with a crisp sound, a soft force spread, as if the rain and dew had fallen into the pond, causing a divine ripple.

Everyone suddenly felt that the pressure of their spiritual power had disappeared, and they couldn't help but turn around, and then they saw Ye Zichen who came alone.

"Holy Son, I..."

When a disciple saw Ye Zichen, his face immediately showed shame, because he had said something he shouldn't have said earlier.

Ye Zichen patted him on the shoulder and comforted him with a smile: "It's okay, I know you were forced, and it wasn't your intention to say those words." ”

That disciple didn't expect Ye Zichen to be so deeply righteous, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his voice choked: "Thank you Holy Son for forgiveness." ”

Lin Feng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he began to be able to understand why Ye Zichen had such a high prestige in Taixuanmen, this guy was a master who was good at buying people's hearts.

Originally, Lin Feng planned to break with them, but he didn't expect Ye Zichen to dismantle his plan in just a few words.

"I'll kill you!"

Without the restraint of spiritual power, Yehuang suddenly became furious, planning to fight with Lin Feng!

"Stop!" But at this time, Ye Zichen stretched out his hand, and suddenly a ray of light enveloped Ye Huang and caught him back.

He knew that Lin Feng was a spiritual power controller, and Ye Huang was not his opponent at all.

"What are you doing?" Ye Zichen smiled, with a kingly demeanor on his body, but there was a faint murderous intent in the depths of his eyes.

"These people are using your banner to make a fortune and disgrace your face, I am teaching them a lesson for you!" Lin Feng said righteously.

"So, I should thank you?"

"That's not necessary, everyone is the same door, and there should be unity and love between the same door and help each other, what do you say?" Lin Fengtian laughed shamelessly.

Everyone has a black line, unity and love? You just tortured us to death, is that called unity and love?

Ye Zichen shook his head and smiled bitterly, not arguing with Lin Feng, because he knew that he couldn't argue with this scoundrel.

"I want to enter the Tower of Babel to practice, can you let me?"

"Please, beg me, I'll let you!" Lin Feng said arrogantly, with a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, everyone present was stunned, this kid actually provoked Ye Zichen?

Hearing this, Ye Zichen's eyelids also flashed a trace of coldness, smiled, but did not speak, walked directly past Lin Feng's side, and walked into the Tower of Babel.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't get angry like this, this Ye Zichen's mind was more than ten times stronger than his useless younger brother!

Lin Feng was trying his best to provoke, eager to fight Ye Zichen, but Ye Zichen didn't give him any chance at all.

Immediately, everyone also sneered at Lin Feng, Ye Zichen didn't take him to heart at all, and directly ignored him.

"Are you happy?" Lin Feng noticed everyone's expressions and immediately asked with a sneer.

Those disciples were suddenly startled, and quickly swept into the Tower of Babel, avoiding Lin Feng, the demon, far away.

"Maple Grove..."

Yehuang faced Lin Feng and just wanted to speak.

"Smack!"

Lin Feng directly slapped it, slapped it out, and fell to the ground coughing up blood.

His eyes were cold, and he stared at Ye Huang murderously: "You have too many words!"

Yehuang was about to have a seizure, but when he saw Lin Feng's murderous gaze, he couldn't help but be stunned, this guy actually had murderous intentions towards him?

He didn't dare to talk nonsense, for fear that Lin Feng would really kill him.

Yehuang has repeatedly provoked, and Lin Feng has lost patience.

Fortunately, he finally held back, turned around and entered the Tower of Babel, and did not bother with Yehuang again.

At this time, Yehuang was full of shame and was frightened by Lin Feng, which was a great shame.

"Miscellaneous, I will definitely kill you!" Ye Huang roared, his immature face was extremely vicious.

Entering the Tower of Babel, Lin Feng felt a powerful spiritual pressure enveloping him, as if his whole body was tense, and the air was about to squeeze him.

Even his physical body could feel such pressure, which showed how extraordinary this Tower of Babel was.

Lin Feng saw that the first floor was already full of disciples, and there were hundreds of them, densely piled together.

The spiritual pressure on the first level is the lowest, so there are quite a lot of disciples practicing here.

Seeing Lin Feng coming in, everyone present also stared at Lin Feng curiously, knowing that he was the new disciple of Master Jingyue.

However, Lin Feng did not disappoint them, took a look at them, and went directly to the second floor.

The aura of this layer is too low, and his spiritual power and physical training are too weak.

When he reached the second layer, the spiritual pressure obviously increased tenfold, and Lin Feng felt that there was Mount Tai pressing on the top, and it was slightly difficult to breathe.

And there are many fewer disciples cultivating at this level, only more than thirty people, and most of them have crossed the Small Perfection Realm, and they can barely cultivate here if they have cultivation as a support.

Lin Feng still just glanced at them, and then went to the third floor again, he was still able to resist the spiritual pressure on the second floor, wanting to see how terrifying the third layer of spiritual pressure was.

And the most important thing is that he didn't see any trace of Ye Zichen here, he didn't want to lose to Ye Zichen, and planned to cultivate at the same level as him.

Lin Feng walked up to the third floor, and there was a discussion on the second floor.

"Am I mistaken, Maple Grove actually walked up to the third floor?"

"I also saw it, did he already have enough strength to stand side by side with the Holy Son?

"I think he is bent on seeking death, the spiritual pressure of the third layer is ten times stronger than that of the second layer, how can he resist it? It won't be long before his body collapses!"

(End of chapter)