After a few glances, Feng Ruhalberd just looked around the desert, frowned, and said, "There should be someone who has crossed the Colorful Thunder Tribulation here, right?"

Xue Hui's eyes flickered, and he was silent, and the old man didn't say a word, but it was Zhou Jun, who showed joy, and hurriedly said: "Patriarch Feng, what Fang just crossed the Colorful Thunder Tribulation should be the mount of this son, and this son's mount is not simple!"

"Oh?"

Feng Ruji glanced at Chen Feng in surprise, he didn't expect that the half-step Creation Lord would actually be able to have a mount that would survive the Colorful Thunder Tribulation and become a Creation Lord, which was really beyond his expectations.

"Wind Patriarch, this is a good opportunity! This kind of Creation Master-level mount is just right for you!" Zhou Jun began to pat his ass.

The corners of Feng Ruji's mouth were slightly upturned, his eyes showed a hint of triumph, and he immediately looked at Chen Feng indifferently and said, "If what Zhou Jun said is true, then you should hand it over!"

There was a sneer on the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, and he said, "Hand it over, why? Just rely on you as a mere mid-stage creator?"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Ruji's face suddenly became gloomy, and Xue Hui, who was standing beside Chen Feng, hurriedly came out and said with a flattering smile: "Patriarch Feng, I hope you can be extrajudicial and merciful, this person is Xue's distant nephew, and he is not very sensible, so if you are offended, please forgive me!"

"Xue Hui, what are you talking nonsense? Where do you have any distant nephews, and you still want to deceive us about this matter, and you are really not small. Zhou Jun sneered.

Xue Hui's eyes were cold, staring at Zhou Jun coldly, and said, "Do I have a distant nephew, how do you know? You still take care of my private affairs? Shut your dog's mouth, if you are not convinced, we will have a discussion." ”

Zhou Jun's eyes lit up, and he was immediately stunned, he was really not as good as Xue Hui in terms of strength, so he naturally didn't want to compete with him, but Feng Ruji stood beside him, but he was fearless, and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you are deliberately shielding this son, and you don't put the Wind Patriarch in your eyes at all, Wind Patriarch, these two people are really too rampant, if you don't teach them, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public." ”

Xue Hui wanted to say something, but a hand stretched out, stopped Xue Hui, and stopped Xue Hui from continuing.

I saw Chen Feng slowly walking forward, he looked at Zhou Jun indifferently, and then at the wind like a halberd in the ancient well, and said lightly: "How about you and I have a gambling fight?"

Feng Ruyan raised his eyebrows, but said ridiculously: "You...... Are you qualified to bet with me?"

Chen Feng smiled faintly, took out a piece of white-filled Yuan Shen ** from the spirit ring, and said lightly: "Am I qualified now?"

At the moment when the Yuan Shen was taken out by him, Xue Hui, Zhou Jun, Feng Ruji, and the peerless old man not far away all involuntarily shrank their pupils.

"Yuan Shen, how can you have a Yuan Shen in your hand?" Zhou Jun gasped, a little incredulous.

Feng Ruji's gaze was extremely solemn, he looked deeply at the primordial god in Chen Feng's hand, he could feel that the aura of this primordial god was quite vast, according to his estimate, I am afraid that it is at least the primordial spirit in the middle stage of the creator.

If such a primordial god blew himself up, even he would probably be extremely embarrassed, and even injured.

Xue Hui was even more shocked, his pupils constricted into needles, he stared at Chen Feng deadly, originally he thought that he had overestimated Chen Feng, but now he found that he still underestimated the latter.

At this moment, he was quite glad that Chen Feng didn't kill him at the beginning, and in his heart, there was not much mustard in his heart about the matter of his natal essence blood falling into Chen Feng's hands.

"You have the ability to detonate the primordial gods?" said Feng Ruji with some suspicion.

"You can try!" Chen Feng said in a deep voice.

Feng Ruyan frowned, was silent for a long time, and said coldly: "Although you have a primordial god, but with your strength, you have to touch the primordial god to hurt me, if I want to hide, your primordial god ** will not help at all." ”

Chen Feng sneered: "I naturally know this, but I have this primordial god**, and you don't dare to approach me!"

It is indeed as Feng Ruhald said, it still takes a little time for the Yuan Shen ** to detonate, although the time is extremely short, but for a strong person like Feng Ruji, I am afraid that the center of the explosion can be avoided, and the damage to it will not be too great.

"How do you want to gamble?" said in a deep voice.

Chen Feng pointed to Zhou Jun beside Feng Ruji, and said: "This person has always wanted to take the mount from me, then I will give him a chance to come to me to take it in person, if he can defeat me, what if I hand over the mount?

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Jun's face changed slightly, he stared at the Yuan Shen ** in Chen Feng's hand with great jealousy, and categorically refused: "I refuse this battle, you have the Yuan Shen **, you only need to detonate it, you can defeat me, there is no suspense in this battle at all." ”

At this moment, Zhou Jun felt slightly bitter in his heart, he finally knew why Xue Hui was so respectful to the young man in front of him, it turned out that this young man was so not simple, this Yuan Shen ** was enough to blow him up, how could he dare to fight.

Chen Feng sneered again and again, put the Yuan Shen into the spirit ring, and said: "I don't need this Yuan Shen ** in this battle, you and I will test the exercises, and we don't rely on external objects." ”

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Jun's eyes were stunned, and he immediately showed a look of ecstasy, if it was a competition of exercises, it was natural that he could completely crush this Chen Feng.

And Feng Ruji's eyes narrowed, and he took a deep look, even he was a little surprised, this young man in front of him was so arrogant, he planned to use the exercises directly against Zhou Jun without using Yuan Shen**.

"Yes, since you agreed, the bet could be validated, but ......"

When Feng Ruji said this, he turned his head to look at Zhou Jun, and the latter understood and hurriedly smiled: "Wind Patriarch, don't worry, I will send you directly when the mount comes." ”

Feng Ruji nodded, and said indifferently: "Don't worry, my Wind Thunder Clan will not treat you badly in this matter, and I will compensate you for the Immortal Crystal afterwards." ”

"Wind Patriarch, I can naturally trust it!" Zhou Jun said with a smile.

Chen Feng looked coldly at the Zhou Jun and Feng Ruji who sang and harmonized, and secretly sneered in his heart, this Zhou Jun and Feng Ruji really regarded him as an ordinary half-step creator.

Xue Hui watched coldly, he didn't worry about Chen Feng at all, because he knew that Chen Feng's strength was much stronger than him, and it was naturally easy to deal with Zhou Jun, who was weaker than him.

Moreover, the Zhoutan Mansion where Zhou Jun is located is not profound, and there is no creation-level artifact in its City Lord's Mansion, plus this gambling battle cannot use foreign objects, in Xue Hui's opinion, Zhou Jun will definitely lose this game.

Seeing Zhou Jun step into the air, he swept into the air in an instant, he looked down at Chen Feng below, his eyes were full of sharpness, and said indifferently: "Don't you roll up yet, do you need me to invite you up?"

Chen Feng's eyes were full of coldness, and as soon as he grabbed the void in his right hand, the terrifying Immortal Yuan swept out of his body, and suddenly turned into a giant hand, grabbing directly at the Zhou Jun in the sky, wanting to drag it down.

Zhou Jun snorted coldly, his eyes showed a hint of mockery, and with the same grasp of the void in his right hand, his own immortal yuan gushed out, and a giant hand emerged, slamming towards Chen Feng's giant hand.

Bang bang bang!

The two giant hands instantly clashed together, erupting into a continuous explosion, and the hissing sound that tore through the air continued to resound, and then Chen Feng's giant hand was actually suppressed.

Zhou Jun laughed and said, "At the realm of your half-step creator, you still want to try to pull me down, don't you think you can do it?"

As he spoke, Zhou Jun's right hand pulled again, and immediately covered the giant hand that Chen Feng had manifested.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth, and in his dantian, the essence blood contaminated by the Fighting Buddha and Demon Saint on the surface of the shattered Yuan Dan mobilized a trace, and in an instant, the big hand that his Immortal Yuan had turned into was actually a terrifying white mang.