Luckily, this place is still 800 miles from the outside world, otherwise such a big movement would definitely attract a lot of people, and it would be a great disaster if anyone knew that he had eaten the holy fruit.

Yi Feng was dressed in a shirt and walked into the primeval forest, and when he passed a stone wall, he stopped and remembered some old memories.

How about the students who came into this world today? He sighed and disappeared into the mountains.

In front of the endless distance, there is a heavenly palace, which is very large, and the palace is a series of fragments, like a heavenly palace falling into the world.

Ye Feng wanted to get closer, but as in the past, the fairy palace outside the forbidden land couldn't be approached at all, so he left without hesitation.

Night Peak has been gone for three months, and I don't know what happened during that time. Most people thought he was dead and he wanted to get out as soon as possible.

As he was about to leave the forest, he spotted some monks who had turned the place into a super-scholar.

Ye Feng was very surprised, hiding his figure in his heart, not wanting to enter the troupe, but found that someone was in formation in the mountain, revealing his "dew".

"You...... Come here!" a young man in the mountains was very proud, standing on a maple tree not far away.

Ye Feng glanced at him, ignored him, and walked straight into the mountain. His heart was like an arrow, and he didn't know what happened to Xiao Xiao, if she hadn't sent out the colorful stones, he would have really died inside this time.

"I said you, let you come!" cried the young man angrily, burning the maple tree in the night.

"Who are you, and why are you putting me in the way here for no reason?" Ye Feng looked at him.

The young man shook his head at first, and then said coldly: "There are several great teachers here, everyone knows about them, but you dare to 'mess around', I don't know what to do!"

Ye Feng's heart was moved, did anyone want to play with the wasteland? Unfortunately, the bamboo basket was destined to be empty, and his mouth couldn't help but smile.

The young man smiled coldly.

"What a big breath, this mountain forest is a borderless land, what do you want me to pass by?" Ye Feng said calmly.

"I'm too tired to live! You really don't know the religion of yin and yang, plus the Dongsan Holy Land, it will carve another line of the world, open the gate of the territory, and send people to the Nine Holy Mountains to get the medicine of the gods.

In the past three months, Yin and Yang have not given up, and there are also three sacred places in the Eastern Wilderness.

"Die!" the young man raised his hand and typed out dozens of sources, trying to activate the lines and refine the night maple alive.

Brush.

Once, Night Maple came to his side, and with a click, ended his "sexual" life with a bang.

"What's going on?" said an old man with seven young men into the woods.

"Who are you?" someone asked.

The old man was clearly a strong man, in the secret of the dragon, his face sank into the shade, he turned his hand to the 'power' of the night maple, he turned his hand and fell, trying to control him.

Ye Feng suddenly laughed, someone dared to come and fight him. That's a long life.

"Bang"

He found a golden "color" and crawled into his hand, causing the old man's arm to break inch by inch, and even beat his body into powder.

The old man was not very strong, but he was shot on the spot without using his magic.

"Who are you?" everyone else changed their "color", and in Hua Long's secret, the long man was slapped to death, it was so terrible that everyone was shocked and his legs turned.

"The surging golden 'color' is like the flesh of a real dragon, he is the body of the divine!"

"What, he's not dead yet, isn't it rumored that he's been dead for three months?"

These people felt that something was wrong, turned and ran away, and the divine body was not dead, and it was really interesting to appear in a deserted place.

"Bang!"

Unfortunately, they couldn't take off at all, and Ye Feng's big hands were pressed into the empty space, and they were all beaten into a blood mist, and then ran a dozen steps.

"The capital of the swallows, the holy land and the great church, in the middle of China... Unfortunately, you're doomed," Ye Feng said with a smile.

Brush.

He disappeared into the dense forest and soon entered the capital of the swallows.

Feng heard a lot of news as soon as he returned to Yandu, and many people were talking about it.

In addition to the Yin and Yang and the Three Holy Shrines, the ancient dynasties did not leave, and the other cathedrals were also preparing to do something in order not to reap the "medicine" of death.

The young king of Chungju and the wild glory of the East are a series of wars, and even many old people are shocked, becoming the focus of today.

"He's dying, dying. "His 'sexual' way is that he should come back and see...... swept Zhang Wenchang's lips contemptuously, and smiled faintly indifferently.

"A dead old woman and a ghost!" Ye Feng returned, saw the old man, and gave birth to an endless killing machine.

Chapter 437 Mass Murder

It was very cold in the tavern, there were no other guests, Zhang Wenchang was old, and the rafzi was also very dark, standing like a rec without a heart.

He was in a gloomy mood, and there was no sparkle in his eyes. He was bullied and his life was not as good as he should. He is always silent and his world is gloomy.

"Old man, have you seen the Eucharist before, but didn't tell us?" asked Avaz, a young man.

"No," Mr. Zhang said, his eyes filled with sadness and his whole body filled with frustration.

"Is he really dead? He did it too cheaply," another young man said angrily at Zhang Wenchang, "If you dare to lie to us, you are as good as you!"

A few months ago, he fought against the younger generation of kings in central China, but he has not been seen for three months, and many people say he is dead.

Ji Huihui sneered: "He is definitely not dead, three months ago, he appeared a mile and a half away, the purpose is obvious, it is to come to the sound country." Only here did he become acquainted with him. ”

"Great-grandmother, you always say he didn't die, but why did he never show up?" thought a young man, who was a direct descendant of Ji Hui.

"The boy is cunning, I think he's returned, just didn't show up. Ji Hui looked at him with fierce eyes, staring at Zhang Wenchang.

"He's going to die anyway, so why should we act openly? There's no need to fight for the dead," said one of Ji Hui's men.

"This little beast burned me in half, and it took me a year to recover," he said, and Ji Hui punched the floor hard with her cane, before letting out a meaningful sneer.

"What are you talking about, ancestors?" some of the young people of the Ji family were confused by the "color" of "dew" and "chaos".

"You don't understand!" Ji Hui's face was so cold that he didn't say anything.

Not far away, Ye Feng's heart fluttered, stirring up terrible waves, and the tall must have known that he was coming from the other side of the sky, otherwise he would never have said that.

In the northern regions, a similar message was found on the Moon, assuming that the Communion is not alone in the world and that it will break the curse.

"But if we kill him, the Jiang family ...... Can't afford it. A middle-aged man in his forties said that the "dew" was a bit of a "color".

"Who said I was going to kill him?" Ji Hui said with a gloomy smile on his face, "He's going to die," he said. "Isn't it too cheap to kill him? I'll slowly skin him, beat him to the bones, and train him well. ”

"Never die!" Night Maple laughed from afar.

"Even so, I'm afraid I'll anger that person, and I'll have to think twice," the middle-aged man advised.

Ji Hui said: "If there is really a problem and it has nothing to do with his family, I will not kill him." ”。

The middle-aged man stopped talking, because Ji Hui's father was a powerful man, and even the head of the family was jealous.

He already knew that the sacrament came from a strange place, and that what he had experienced was a terrible experience for the monks, most of which was due to an overgrowth of 'dew'.

"The mighty king of the Jiang clan may not be ...... in this world," a young man sneered, lacking in awe.

"Shut up and don't say 'chaos'!" said the middle-aged man.

Although he also believed that most of the Jiang kings were dead, the older generation still had concerns that the king would be reborn, and the stronger the people, the stronger they were.

"Why did you leave this half-old man here? A young man glanced at Zhang Wenchang, pushed him aside and said, "Get out of the way, didn't you see me coming?"

Zhang Wenchang, a screech, almost fell to the ground, his eyes were white, the crow's feet were piled up, his body was very thin, he hit the table heavily, and his body was very steady.

He stood beside him, not saying anything, very depressed, and there was a hint of silence in his eyes.

"The corpse must have been here a long time ago, and his appearance must have changed, and there wasn't much in his life to see his former friends. ”

"But if he doesn't show up, we can't do anything about it," said one young man.

Zhang Wenchang glanced at him contemptuously and said to several young men: "Chop off one of his arms, but don't hurt his 'sex' life," he said. " “

Ye Feng had never hated anyone, he wanted to disassemble Ji Hui and nail her to the gate of Yandu for everyone to see.

His heart was "sexual" hard enough, but at the moment he was still burning, his teeth were almost shattering, he walked out with a whip, and then "forcefully" walked towards Bistro.

It was impossible for him to let Zhang Wenchang cut his arm, he made great achievements, he took off the "medicine" and successfully walked out of the deserted land.

"Ji Hui, dead old woman!" Ye Feng's voice was so cold and shocked.

On this street, everyone felt a sudden drop in temperature, and the invisible killing made it impossible for people to resist the cold from the bottom of their hearts, and their teeth and lips were trembling.

"Son of a bitch, you finally dare to 'show' your face, I should have taken off one of his arms, then you would have come out a long time ago. Ji Huihan stood up coldly and looked at the faucet.

The rest of the Ji family members were "exposed", staring at the young man in front of them, and many people saw it for the first time.

Everyone was surprised by the street, but all the monks came and soon surrounded the bar.

"Didn't he say he died three months ago?"

Everyone was shocked, it was the news of a "sexual" explosion, it spread quickly, and more monks came here. It was like an empty alley that shocked everyone in Yandu.

It didn't take long for an endless stream of monks to arrive.

"Is he a divine body? He caused a lot of trouble in the north, and even the founder of the Central was shocked, but he looked like a teenager. ”

"The surname Ye has been dead for three months, why did he appear again?"

A lot of monks from the capital came, and they were all talking about it.

Dressed in dark hair and clear eyes, the night breeze looks beautiful, and it is difficult to associate him with the "color" and "blood" and "body" of gold.

In the tavern, Zhang Wenchang's dim nephew "Dew" glared at him anxiously and shouted at Ye Feng, "Go!"

"What are you shouting, old man?" shouted a young man from the family, pulling his heel and slamming heavily on his chair.

Ye Feng's god "color" suddenly calmed down, stared at the young man and said, "I'm the first to kill you!"

"You little beast, you're here today, you won't leave!" Ji Huiyin said.

Brush.

Ye Feng disappeared and appeared in front of Zhang Wenchang from the thin air, he was put into the jade bottle, and then pointed with his fingers, and with a "bang", the young man's forehead was on the edge of the hole.

He said that the first person to be killed was really popular!

The young man cried out, his eyes filled with fear, the blood on his forehead flowed out at the same time as his brain, and he fell directly to the ground, completely committing suicide.

Yinfeng flashed, came out of the tavern, stared at the people, he moved too fast, no one reacted.

"Great emptiness!" everyone said.

The secret of the night maple is the great emptiness of the Tale family, he is better than her family, he is invisible, he is in the void, so he can prevent carelessness!

"Don't let him run away!" Ji Hui said, with "color" on her face.

She hated Kaede, and more than a year ago, Kaede Ye burned the elders of the Ji family, even half of her body, almost destroying it. She had always wanted revenge, and she had completely forgotten why it all happened.

"Run, I don't know, how can I not kill you?" Ye Feng's voice was cold.

In Bicetro, there are also several silent figures, all the old people are in the secret of Hualon, they are all strong, in order to block the maple trees in the past few nights, they are all hiding here.

"You are all Ji Hui's children, I will kill you one by one, I will let her watch!" Ye Feng stared at the young man in the bar.

At the same time, he rushed out with a bright sign, and in his body, which was like the sea, was terrible.

"That's the sign of the King of God!"

"My God, is the king of the previous generation still alive?"

All the people exclaimed, and all the "dew" showed God's incredible "color".

It's natural, the Night Maple acts deliberately to stop people from jumping out of the living stone class The fact that the seal has nothing to do with the king of God, he strengthens himself, he does not know if the king is alive or dead.

Brush.

Ye Feng immediately disappeared and fell into the tavern, where an elder who lived in Hualong Secret stopped him, but he wasn't so fast.

"Bang!"

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