"Kill me, okay! I'll just stand here, come on!" Ji Fengtian beckoned to them.

"Boy, you are too rampant, there are so many of us, will we still be afraid of you alone?"

The voice rang out again, continuing to incite the others.

Ji Fengtian raised his eyebrows, turned his gaze, and looked at one place, only to see a tall and thin young man with his head down, quietly moving towards other places.

"That's it, boy, hand over the food, or don't blame us for being polite!"

"Hand over my food!"

"Aren't you afraid that you will end up like him?" Ji Fengtian pointed to Lu Ming on the ground.

"Hmph, I don't have many people, no matter how good you are, you can't beat me without these hundreds of people!" the tall and thin boy changed places again, and his voice still came slowly.

"Oh?" Ji Fengtian sneered in his heart, and he had a deeper understanding of these people.

"Since you said so, this sauce elbow, a thousand middle-grade spirit coins, if you need it, make a bid!" Ji Fengtian looked at the others with cold eyes, ready to make an example.

"Everyone, they are no match for us combined!" the tall and thin boy provoked.

It's just that some people are smart and some are stupid, and half of the teenagers rushed up and wanted to fight Ji Fengtian to the death.

Emperor Tian took a step forward, and the Desolate Heaven Demon Halberd in his hand exuded a pitch-black demonic aura, devouring the surrounding void.

"Hehe, let me see how powerful you are today!" Ji Fengtian sneered, looking at the hundreds of people who rushed up, his body swelled rapidly, and a red golden body appeared in everyone's eyes.

The slap the size of a basketball court slapped down, directly slapping the leaders into blood foam.

The shouting crowd behind suddenly quieted down, looked at the tragic deaths, and instantly sobered up. Knowing that he was being used, he quietly retreated to the back.

"You guys, don't move! If you want to do it just now, each person will take out 10,000 middle-grade spirit coins!" Ji Fengtian's eyes were cold, and his voice said without any emotion.

"One, 10,000 mid-level spirit coins?" stammered as those who left.

"Not bad! don't try to be my enemy, otherwise, they will be your fate!" Ji Fengtian's huge body moved slightly, and the wind around him was full of smoke and dust.

Long before Ji Fengtian made a move, Bai Xiaoyun hid far away. Being able to use the Nine Songs of Tianxing, it can be seen that Ji Fengtian surpasses others in terms of speed perception. And this golden body is a long-lost mastery. Now, these two exercises have fallen on Ji Fengtian, and Bai Xiaoyun admits that he is a little envious of Ji Fengtian.

"Don't deceive people too much!" said a cultivator pointing at Ji Fengtian.

"I'm deceiving you too much, what's the matter?" Ji Fengtian waved his palm and immediately slapped the man into a meat patty.

"Executioner!"

I don't know who it was, muttering in the crowd, but it was heard by others, and the next one trembled.

Although their cultivation is higher than Ji Fengtian's, but now that their cultivation has been lost, they are not Ji Fengtian's enemies at all.

Ji Fengtian glanced at the man, but did not move to wipe him out.

The person who was killed before was from the Aoki League, and although he covered it up well, he was still recognized by Ji Fengtian.

Next, Ji Fengtian made several moves, obliterating one Aoki League cultivator after another. The others also sensed that something was wrong, and they took out the middle-grade spirit coins one after another and handed them over to Emperor Tian, so they were spared.

After everyone had paid the money, Ji Fengtian pointed a little and pointed at the tall and thin young man, and said, "What's your name?

The tall and thin young man frowned, and looked at Ji Fengtian unhappily, although he wanted to kill Ji Fengtian very much, but he saw Ji Fengtian's strength, he was definitely not Ji Fengtian's opponent, so he could only grit his teeth, pinch his nose, and hand over the money and treasures to Ji Fengtian.

"Hey, hey!"

With a strange laugh, Ji Fengtian lost the 100,000 middle-level spirit coins and said, "Okay, the auction continues, as long as you have the ability, this sauce elbow is yours!"

The others looked at each other, but the hunger quickly spread, and almost everyone surrendered, taking out the treasures in their hands one by one, and exchanging a little food with Ji Fengtian.

Half a day later, Ji Fengtian sat lazily in the treetops, counting the treasures he had gotten, especially the black sickle, Ji Fengtian directly gave him to Eleven, and as for the good set of boxing gloves, Ji Fengtian threw it to Thirteen.

With food supplies, everyone was able to hold on for a while, but the treasures they had worked so hard to get were all taken away by Ji Fengtian.

A day later, Bai Xiaoyun found Ji Fengtian and said, "Brother Ji, do you know where this place is?"

Ji Fengtian looked around, then remembered Bai Xiaoyun, and asked casually: "What kind of place is this?"

Looking at Ji Fengtian with an innocent face, Bai Xiaoyun was sure that Ji Fengtian did not lie to himself, and felt that the time was almost right, Bai Xiaoyun called everyone over and said, "This pitch-black pillar is called Soul Return, which means to summon the soul to return." The road ahead has been blocked by this soul's return. If you want to get out of here, there is only one way. ”

"Oh, in this way, there is a dead end ahead?" Ji Fengtian asked with a frown.

Bai Xiaoyun looked at Ji Fengtian, and slowly said for a while: "Not really, this place is the birthplace of the Demon Venerable, it has existed since the opening of Chaos, but at the wrong time, we broke in by mistake." ”

"What do you know?"

"Hehe, Brother Ji may not know that in the ancient battle, the Demon Venerable had already died, the body buried the entrance of the Firmament World Passage, the flesh and blood built a wall, and the soul died. However, Chaos pays attention to a balance, and where the Demon Venerable was born, this soul return appeared, summoning the return of the dead. And the biggest role of this soul return is not this, but to erase living beings, absorb soul power, and resurrect the Demon Venerable. We just happened to come at the wrong time. Bai Xiaoyun revealed a secret that everyone didn't know.

"Can the dead be resurrected?" Ji Fengtian's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered a figure, like a brilliant dazzle dissipating in front of him.

"Aoki League!" Ji Fengtian's voice was low and slow, and the killing intent in it made people shudder.

"Hehe, Brother Ji laughed, how can a dead person be resurrected?" As soon as Bai Xiaoyun's words fell, he felt a chill behind him. Suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly opened his mouth to change the topic: "Brother Ji, the soul in front of you is blocking the way, if we work together, we will definitely be able to escape." ”

"Escape?" Ji Fengtian looked at the soul return in the distance, and for some reason, he felt very uneasy in his heart.

When he returned from that unknown world, the figure he saw seemed to be going through a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, and it seemed to have completely died, and only the remaining fragments reflected his existence.

And the soul returns, and the breath on it is so similar.