Shock, fear, regret, all kinds of emotions entangled him, but his fear could not restore Mu Feng's killing of him.

Mu Feng looked at him coldly, and said coldly: "I am indeed not a member of the Yin Yang Sect, it doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you all deserve to die!" After speaking, the gray mist on the index finger of his right hand was filled with gray mist, and it instantly clicked on Joule's eyebrows, and then, Joul let out a scream like killing a pig, and his already obscene face was twisted into a ball due to intense pain, but Mu Feng was unmoved, as if Joule's screams had nothing to do with him.

After a few breaths, Joule's screams became weak, until they disappeared completely, and in a short period of time, everything that happened in the stone chamber did not make a single sound outside, and all the people who passed by in front of the door of the stone chamber did not find that in the stone chamber, which was only one door away, there was already another world.

'Soul Searching Technique' is a kind of demon Dao exercise obtained from a part of the memory of the Aotian Demon Venerable after Mu Feng reached the Jindan period, this kind of exercise can be said to be a sign of the Demon Dao monk, according to the explanation of the Aotian Demon Venerable, this method can be used, but it can't be not.

'Soul Searching Technique' can forcibly check the monk's memory, but the process is extremely painful, and in the process of casting, it will also be subjected to the autonomous resistance of the caster's primordial spirit, so only the caster's primordial spirit realm is higher than the caster's, the soul search can be carried out smoothly, after the soul search is completed, the caster will either collapse and die, or the primordial spirit will be completely confused, thus becoming an idiot.

Originally, Mu Feng was still a little resistant to the Demon Dao Exercises of the Aotian Demon Venerable, so after he became the Jindan Period, some of the Demon Dao Exercises obtained in the memory of the Aotian Demon Venerable had not been cultivated, and when he saw the cruel and inhumane practices of the Tianfeng Gate to mortals today, under the anger, Mu Feng did not hesitate to choose to search for souls, even if the methods were cruel to deal with them, Mu Feng also felt that it was right.

When Mu Feng's fingers were withdrawn, Joule had also died completely, and the natal weapon in his dantian also fell from his body to the ground, Mu Feng snorted angrily, put away the small gray sword that was only one foot long, and took Joule's storage bag into his hand.

Carefully looking at this small gray sword, this is the first time Mu Feng has obtained a Jindan-level magic weapon, if he is willing, he can re-practice this magic weapon and make it his natal magic weapon, but he is not satisfied with this, and is about to put it away, when he suddenly sees the whisper standing beside him, his heart moves, and then a black flame ignites in his hands, but he does not feel the slightest temperature, as if it does not exist.

'Demon Flame' is a kind of flame that specifically hurts the spirit and soul, the Demon Flame is coming, this small gray sword suddenly emits a burst of wailing, the sword body trembles and wants to escape, Mu Feng's face remains unchanged, the sword body is suppressed to death, the Demon Flame burns the sword body and makes a 'zizi' sound, the wailing sound of the sword body is full of pain, not long after, the wailing sound stopped dumbly, the sword body also returned to calm, all the traces left by Joule on the sword body were completely refined, and the gray sword was handed to the whisper, and said: "You sacrifice it, just keep it for self-defense!"

The whisper was not polite, he happily took the little sword, and said with a smile: "Thank you, brother!"

After speaking, the fingers pinched the trick, and cast spells on the sword body again and again, and the vitality in the body continued to be infused into the sword body, after a few breaths, the whisper's face gradually turned pale, just when the whisper was helpless, the whisper felt that a hand was pressed on the back of his heart, and then a torrent of vitality surged, whispering was happy in his heart, and his subordinates kept continuing to output vitality into the small sword, until a sword sounded, Mu Feng withdrew his hand, whispered hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the sword body, the blood disappeared, the sword body trembled violently, and then floated quietly in front of the whisper。

Mu Feng looked at the excited whisper and said softly: "This Jindan-level magic weapon, although you have successfully cultivated it, it will consume too much of your vitality every time you use it, so you have to use it carefully!"

Whispering grinned, "Don't worry! I'll be careful!"

Mu Feng then inspected Joule's storage bag, and found that in addition to a large number of spirit stones, there were also many black stones that exuded the breath of death, and then took out one, felt the death qi contained in it, and said in a low voice: "Soul stone"

Mu Feng tried to absorb the death qi in it, and with only one breath, the spirit stone in his hand shattered, and Mu Feng chuckled: "This spirit stone may be useless to others, but it is a good thing for me!"

Whispering knew that Mu Feng had the aura of death, and said, "Brother, how many spirit stones are in the storage bag?"

"More than four thousand!" Whisper's eyes moved, and he immediately said, "Brother, why don't we snatch all their Immortal Stones, so that you can also use this to cultivate, and save them from harming people in the future!"

Although Whispering has gotten rid of her inferiority complex, her experience in Longyumen has made her heart not as beautiful and moving as her appearance, except for Mu Feng, she has no feelings for anyone, it can be said that her heart is colder than Mu Feng.

Mu Feng looked Whisper up and down with a smile, which made Whisper feel uncomfortable, hugged Mu Feng's arm, and said coquettishly: "Brother, why are you looking at me like this?"

Mu Feng laughed, and said with a twist: "There are more than 100 disciples stationed here in Tianfeng Gate, all of whom are above the foundation building stage, and in addition to this, there are two monks in the Jindan period, one in the middle stage of Jindan, and one in the late stage of Jindan."

"Most of those mortals who were deceived have died, and there are still two or three hundred people, and now the disciples of Tianfeng Gate are still secretly gathering mortals, they will pay for their mistakes, let's go! Brother will take you to kill!" After speaking, he turned around and pushed open the stone gate and walked out.

Whispering clenched his fists tightly, without words, hurried to catch up with Mu Feng and followed.

Mu Feng didn't go directly to the two Jindan stage monks, but walked straight in the direction of the Stygian Stone Mine, without panic, without hurry, Mu Feng just walked slowly with an indifferent face, but who knows what kind of anger and murderous intent is hidden behind this calm.

As soon as Mu Feng left the stone room, some disciples of Tianfeng Gate discovered him, although they didn't know Mu Feng, but they saw that Mu Feng came out of the Joule room, so they didn't ask forward, but Mu Feng didn't care about this, he was full of murderous intent to these disciples of Tianfeng Gate.

These disciples didn't make a move on Mu Feng, but Mu Feng didn't, his divine sense was invisible, his divine sense was like a knife, he was already in the middle stage of refining gods, and he was no longer a problem to deal with monks of the same level, not to mention these disciples in the foundation building period.

Mu Feng's divine consciousness is like an invisible demon scythe, and these disciples are unconsciously harvesting their lives, without shouting, no screams, only a corpse that fell at Mu Feng's feet.

Crisscrossing the passages, Mu Feng and the others walked slowly, and wherever they walked, there were a number of corpses, Mu Feng's expression was indifferent, there was no murderous aura, only indifference.

And there was always a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were also very soft, but these were all aimed at the back in front of her, as for those who fell beside her, she never glanced at it, there was no indifference, only ignorance.

I don't know how long it took, time seemed to have lost its meaning, when Mu Feng and the others walked out of the cave, Mu Feng didn't know how many people he had killed along the way, and he didn't want to know, he only knew that these people deserved to die.

Mu Feng's feet did not stop, and he walked along the bottom of the cliff to the place where mortals mined the dark stones, at this time, Mu Feng finally heard a frightened shout from the cave behind him, Mu Feng smiled coldly, and muttered: "The reaction is really slow!" But the footsteps never stopped.

In a stone room about the size of Joule's room, two naked figures tumbled in the curtain, and the gasps of men and moans of women intertwined to create a blood-boiling music.

Suddenly, a frightened shout sounded, and the two bodies that were constantly shaking were suddenly dumbfounded, and a lazy voice sounded: "Why did you stop?"

"Little baby, I'll see what happened!" Before the man's words could fall, he suddenly exclaimed, "No! something is wrong!" The man could no longer heed the temptation under him, and hurriedly got up and dressed, and after a few breaths, a gust of wind blew, and he disappeared from the stone chamber.

In another stone room, a middle-aged man with three long beards was closing his eyes and breathing, and was also awakened by this shout, his eyes suddenly opened, and a compelling cold light flashed, and he said coldly: "Who is this person?

Mu Feng looked at the tragic situation in front of him, his face was as cold as ice, and he saw a dark hole at the bottom of the stone wall in front of him, like a demon's mouth, constantly swallowing those skinny mortals who were in and out of the stone wall, and there were still ten disciples of the Tianfeng Gate standing on both sides of the stone wall.

The appearance of Mu Feng and the others immediately attracted the attention of the ten disciples, and one of the disciples took a few steps forward and said coldly: "This is a forbidden place, no one is allowed to enter!"

Mu Feng ignored him, but still walked forward step by step, his actions immediately attracted the other nine people, but when they wanted to make a move, their minds instantly became blank, and they all fell to the ground and died without saying a word.

Those mortals who had long been numb were stunned when they saw these ten people die, and looked at the oncoming Mu Feng, one of them said in horror: "You, who are you?"

Mu Feng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "You all come out! I'll let you leave!"

Mu Feng's words made those people stunned on the spot, and in their cloudy eyes, there was no surprise, no doubt, only confusion, endless confusion.

Mu Feng didn't urge them, just looked at them quietly, but who knows, what kind of anger is hidden behind such calm, no one knows.

After a short silence, a cheer woke everyone up, and they were confused, they all looked at Mu Feng in disbelief, they didn't dare to ask each other, they were afraid of disappointment, afraid that what Mu Feng said just now was just a joke.

Mu Feng didn't answer, just nodded solemnly, and replied silently, making these people believe that they were not dreaming, believing that the previous sentence was not a joke, cheers and cries suddenly came intertwined and resounded in the sky.

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