Jiang Ming and the Ghost Mother are the strongest of all of them, and as expected, these two people have supported them for the longest time.

However, it didn't last long.

Betrayed by Rose, caught off guard, he fell into the Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts, and couldn't escape. can only be forced to resist.

However, this kind of resistance is also extremely fragile.

At the beginning, when there were more companions, I could barely support it. But with the death of other cultivators, more and more cultivators began to participate in the siege of these two people, which directly led to these two people. It's getting more and more unsupportable.

Suddenly, only a terrible scream was heard in his ears, and a terrifying war spirit with a height of three feet, holding a sharp battle axe, swept directly from mid-air.

The sharp axe blade, with a thud, tore through the neck of the ghost mother, and the head was directly cut off.

Yuan Ying wanted to escape, but was directly smashed down by a hammer, and Yuan Ying collapsed.

On the other side, Jiang Ming was not much better, the defensive spell on his body was directly shattered by a burst of bombardment, and several sharp blades drilled into Jiang Ming's body, and his body was directly shattered.

On the ground, there was a large stain of blood.

In mid-air, countless fragmented soul fragments were floating silently.

For this result, Chu Feng was quite satisfied, waved his hand, scattered the Eight Formations of Gods and Ghosts, and there was an extra white jade bottle in his hand, and with a snort, he directly absorbed all the souls inside, seventy-one souls, which was a huge progress.

It has taken a big step forward to complete his agreement with King Yama.

Just as these souls are absorbed, in mid-air. The bloody baby-like imp that was originally manipulated by the ghost mother suddenly snapped and exploded.

Small, gray-black shadows wriggled out of the body fragments and flew into the sky.

It was dense, and for a while, it actually covered the sky and the sun, and even made this area extremely dark.

Those are all souls.

Small, baby's soul.

Hundreds.

Chu Feng, who watched that scene, felt a little chill in his heart.

The old woman. In order to refine this little ghost, he actually killed so many babies.

This old thing, even if he was executed by a thousand knives, he couldn't wash away his sins after suffering in the eighteen layers of hell for thousands of years.

Those souls seemed to have finally broken free from the control of the dead old woman, and the souls floated in the air, and eventually, all the ghosts. They all looked at Chu Feng, and in mid-air, they seemed to be able to hear a babbling sound, as if it was these little souls, expressing gratitude.

A few seconds later, the ghost that covered the sky flew over the sun overhead, and under the blazing sunlight, it gradually collapsed and entered the reincarnation.

??

For the first time, a feeling arose in Chu Feng's heart.

Perhaps, this so-called netherworld walker is not a bad thing.

At the very least, it can dispel some of the darkness.

Shaking his head, Chu Feng threw away the distracting thoughts in his heart, glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground, and N more Qiankun bags, and easily took away all these things.

Although Chu Feng didn't really need these things, maybe they could come in handy.

After dealing with these cultivators, Chu Feng did not immediately send them back to the underworld.

There was a whistle in his mouth, and the tanuki cat next to him, who didn't know what was hidden in the mes, jumped out and jumped into Chu Feng's arms as before.

Holding the tanuki cat, he left this dilapidated old town.

"Now, I'm home." When he arrived at Yunfeng Residence, Chu Feng put down the tanuki cat.

"Stay at home, don't run around, I'm going to run errands, wait for Yuyao, Yusi and they will give you cat food when they come back." Chu Feng squatted down and explained to the tanuki cat.

Although it's just a cat.

But the feeling given to Chu Feng is very humane and aura, and what Chu Feng said, this tanuki cat seems to understand.

When Chu Feng was alone, this raccoon cat seemed to be the best companion.

Slip your hand over the silky hair. Patting the civet cat's head, Chu Feng turned around and left Yun Feng Residence.

And this tanuki cat just meowed and stood at the door. Quietly watched Chu Feng leave.

The next target is the Han family.

Han Qianrin was still waiting for the plane at the airport.

After the ancestor ordered him to return to Kyoto, Han Qianrin bought a plane ticket, after all, he was not one of those immortal cultivators. There's no way to fly away.

It's just that when I was waiting for the plane, I was a little bored, and I didn't know what was going on in my head, so I couldn't help but think of Chu Feng.

That damn guy, just a bastard.

Talking to that guy almost me off.

But?? Thanks to that guy, he was able to survive the runaway plane, otherwise, he would have died by now, right?

Thinking that when Chu Feng jumped off the plane with him in his arms, Han Qianrin didn't know what was going on, and suddenly felt his heartbeat speed up a little, and his face was crimson.

"Hey. Help me buy a ticket. In his ears, a voice suddenly came, which startled Han Qianlin, and he couldn't help but make a sound in his mouth. His face was full of panic.

When I saw the appearance of the people around me, my face was already a scarlet face, and it became more and more delicate.

It's like a red apple, delicate and dripping.

Suddenly, the person sitting next to him was not Chu Feng, who was it?

This guy, when did he get in.

"You, what are you doing?" Probably worried that the thoughts in his heart would be discovered, Han Qianrin asked with some hesitation, and a pair of eyes looked around.

"What else can you do, go to Kyoto, aren't you going to kill that guy Han Tuzi?" Chu Feng rolled his eyes angrily.

"You're not going to fly there, you're faster than an airplane, are you?" Han Qianrin muttered with some dissatisfaction.

"There's a tough battle to fight at night, right?" Chu Feng pursed his lips: "Naturally, it's better to save some strength, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and help me prepare a plane ticket." “

Han Qianrin was a little speechless, but it was okay, after all, it was his Han family who invited Chu Feng over.

However, this is already a waiting room, right, this guy doesn't even have a ticket, how did he get in?

There was a little weird belly in his heart, although he was full of unhappiness, Han Qianlin still stood up and prepared to go over to help Chu Feng make up a plane ticket, which was not a difficult thing for Han Qianlin.

The corners of Chu Feng's mouth, with a strange smile, looked at Han Qianlin, to be precise, Chu Feng's gaze always fell on Han Qianlin's long hair.

On her long black and bright hair, she wore a silver headdress like a phoenix with wings ready to fly.

It's beautiful, but, just above that headdress, there is a faint burst of aura fluctuations that are faint and difficult to detect.

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