The cry, the cry of the rest of their lives, the cry of the cry, the cry of escape from hell, this is their cry, this is their wordless questioning, questioning the heavens.

Although they are mortals, they are still alone, so destroyed by the monks, they are powerless to resist, they can only watch their relatives and companions die, one by one, they are unwilling, unwilling to fate.

Mu Feng looked at them quietly, as if he saw the scene of his roar at the sky in the secret realm of the clouds, the sky is not kind, I will go against the sky, and the fate is unfair, I will change my life against the sky.

It's just these people in front of me, they can't do it, they can only accept it, but they can't, they have to do it, they have to fight, they have to fight for a piece of the sky that belongs to me.

After a while, some people began to call out to their companions, and people began to come out of the cave one after another, and more and more people at the entrance of the cave, until no one came out of it, and these people fell to the ground one after another, and bowed to Mu Feng again and again to thank him.

Looking at the only more than 100 people left, more than 100 people who seemed to have come out of hell, all of them were skinny, and some people's bodies began to fester, which made people's scalps tingle, Mu Feng's hands were opened, and a rich vitality like green mist instantly spread, enveloping all these people.

These people who were shrouded in green mist, their bodies began to slowly regain their luster, and their festering bodies gradually healed, but Mu Feng sighed secretly in his heart: "It's impossible to restore them to their original state!"

After a while, when he felt that the vitality was useless to them, Mu Feng put away his vitality and sighed, "I'm sorry! I can only let you recover to this level!"

"Benefactor, you can save us, we are already grateful to Dade, how dare we hope to recover as before!"

"Yes, benefactor, you have a life-saving grace for us, after we go back, we must offer the immortal tablet for the benefactor, and pray for the benefactor every day!"

Mu Feng hurriedly said: "You all get up quickly! I can't bear it!"

As soon as Mu Feng's words fell, a cold voice came from behind him: "You really can't afford it!"

Mu Feng smiled coldly, but did not turn back, but said to these mortals in front of him: "You all hurry up, since there are guests coming, I will send the guests away first, and then send you away!"

The man's voice did make these mortals look frightened, but Mu Feng's words made them feel at ease, so they got up one after another and stood quietly in front of the mine, waiting for the outcome of their fate.

Since Mu Feng had killed many disciples of the Tianfeng Sect along the way, the more than 100 disciples of the Tianfeng Sect who were originally stationed here were now only about thirty people standing in front of Mu Feng, and two middle-aged people were standing in front of them, and under Mu Feng's divine sense, the strength of these two people was also clearly visible.

The one in the later stage of Jin Dan was a middle-aged man wearing a gray-white robe with three strands of long beard, and the one in the middle of Jin Dan was a middle-aged man wearing a dark blue shirt with a thin body, Mu Feng swept over their faces one by one, and sneered: "Your reaction is really slow, it seems that Tianfeng Gate is no more than Erer!"

Zhong Liang is the supreme person in charge of the garrison here, and he has killed so many disciples under his own eyelids, if he is known by the door master, he may not be able to escape the blame, and only by bringing the murderer to justice can he calm the anger of the door master.

Zhong Liang snorted angrily: "You killed my Tianfeng Sect disciple for no reason, it's simply an unforgivable sin!"

"For no reason, the sin is unforgivable?" Mu Feng suddenly laughed and sneered: "You still have the face to say that, if I am a sin that is unforgivable, that day Fengmen used mortals to mine the Immortal Stone for you, it is a sin that deserves death!"

Yu Luo, who was in the middle of the Jindan, took a step forward and said with a cruel smile: "Boy, what should I do in Tianfeng Gate, it is not your turn to talk more, the self-destructive dantian of acquaintance, follow me to meet the master of the door, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death!"

"Self-destruct the dantian!" Mu Feng sneered, "Who are you?"

As if he hadn't heard Mu Feng's ridicule, Yu Luo said proudly: "Boy, you have to remember, old man Yu Luo, now he is the seventh elder of Tianfeng Gate!"

Zhong Liang glanced at Yu Luo gloomily, but he didn't open his mouth to stop him, he didn't know what Mu Feng's strength was now, of course it was best for someone to go to the lead.

"A dignified Tianfeng Gate, how can such an idiot be an elder, it seems that the master of Tianfeng Gate will not be smart to go there!"

If Yu Luo still couldn't hear what Mu Feng meant, then he was really an idiot, but fortunately, he hadn't reached that level yet, Yu Luo shouted angrily: "Boy, dare to play tricks on your grandfather, go to death!" summoned the natal weapon and quickly attacked Mu Feng.

Yu Luo called himself his grandfather in front of Mu Feng, which made Mu Feng's murderous intent even stronger, and he shouted coldly: "You are looking for death!" The divine sense attacked, the light in his hand flashed, and the giant light knife of twenty zhang instantly condensed, slashing towards Yu Luo frantically.

The invincible divine consciousness attack has never disappointed Mu Feng, and this time is no exception, Yu Luo's consciousness was instantly attacked into a blank, and the imperial envoy's natal weapon was also stunned, it was at this moment of pause that Mu Feng's light knife had fallen, and it was directly shot down by Luo's natal weapon, and the remaining momentum was unabated and slashed towards Yu Luo.

Zhong Liang was also willing to let Yu Luo test Mu Feng first, but Yu Luo just attacked, and stood in a daze, "Not good!" Zhong Liang exclaimed, no longer caring about anything else, a flash of light shot out from his body, and quickly attacked Mu Feng's light knife.

Zhong Liang's movements, Mu Feng seemed to have expected it, his face remained unchanged, and another identical light knife instantly condensed in his left hand, slashing directly at Zhong Liang, and said coldly: "The person I want to kill, you can't stop it!"

Zhong Liang was shocked, how could he care about Yu Luo's life and death, and hurriedly controlled the light to turn around, facing Mu Feng's light knife, and a loud 'boom' resounded throughout the sky, and before everyone could react in the violent explosion, a miserable scream shocked the audience again.

Mu Feng glanced at Yu Luo, whose body was split in half, smiled coldly, reached out and put the storage bag on his body and the remaining natal weapon into his hand, and put it away without looking.

Zhong Liang's eyes tightened, he looked at Yu Luo, who fell to the ground and died, then looked at Mu Feng, and said in a deep voice: "You can actually attack the monk's Yuan Shen! Who are you?"

Mu Feng glanced at Zhong Liang unexpectedly, and then said, "You are really much smarter than him, but I am just a casual cultivator, and you don't know if you say it!"

"Scattered cultivation?" Zhong Liang sneered: "You, a person in the early stage of Jindan, can kill a mid-stage Jindan monk under the hindrance of the late stage of Jindan, such a person should not be unknown in the Southern Regions, but the old man has never heard of you, I don't think you are from my Southern Regions, right?"

Mu Feng admitted very dryly, and said, "Yes, I am indeed not from the Southern Regions, but is there a difference?"

"It's no difference, although the old man has to admit that your strength is not weaker than mine, but our Tianfeng Gate is not something you can provoke with a Jindan period......" Zhong Liang paused, and from his body, a yin and strong ruler-shaped magic weapon shot out, instantly attacking Mu Feng.

"Sneak attack!" Mu Feng laughed: "Tianfeng Gate Fruit is then shameless!"

The light knife in Mu Feng's hand reappeared, but it was only zhang long, and he hurriedly met Zhong Liang's natal magic weapon, and in the loud noise, the ruler-shaped magic weapon retreated, and Mu Feng's light knife also collapsed instantly, but his body quickly rushed forward, and a gray mist instantly enveloped it, and a strong death aura spread.

Zhong Liang was secretly startled and shouted: "All attack!" At the same time, with both hands pinching, a gloomy skull appeared in front of him, letting out bursts of whimpering sounds, and roared towards Mu Feng, and those Tianfeng Sect disciples behind Zhong Liang did not dare to slack off, and the envoys of their respective magic weapons attacked Mu Feng one after another.

For a while, there was a gust of wind in the field, and the sound of ghosts crying was everywhere, making people feel that they were really in hell, and the whisper was also taken aback, so he wanted to step forward to help Mu Feng resist the enemy, and suddenly Mu Feng's voice came from his ears: "Whisper and retreat!"

Whispering for a moment, although he had doubts in his heart, he still quickly retreated according to Mu Feng's words, came to those mortals, looked at Mu Feng nervously, and saw that the gray mist that permeated Mu Feng's body instantly soared, and in an instant, all the people in Tianfeng Gate were enveloped.

Feeling that he had lost his sense when he cast a spell, and that even the natal magic weapon had begun to work, Zhong Liang's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "Death Qi!" Frightened, he shouted again: "Retreat! Get out of here!"

It's a pity that those disciples of the Tianfeng Sect don't have Zhong Liang's speed, only to hear a scream coming out of the gray fog, and you can vaguely see the continuous flashing of light, Zhong Liang looked at the gray mist that kept wriggling below, shocked and angry, but there was nothing he could do.

They can mine the Immortal Stone here, of course, they know the effect of the death qi, under the shroud of this death qi, Mu Feng is an insurmountable fortress, at least Zhong Liang has no way to conquer it.

But Zhong Liang didn't be in a hurry for long, because when he saw the whisper standing aside, he was secretly happy in his heart, and his body moved, and he rushed directly to whispering, as long as he grabbed whispering, he could threaten Mu Feng.

A small Qi cultivation period monk, for Zhong Liang, who is in the late stage of Jindan, is definitely handy, looking at the whisper in front of him, Zhong Liang is full of confidence, but when he stretched out his hand to whisper, he saw whispering disdainful eyes, Zhong Liang's heart tightened, but the arrow had been wound and had to be sent, and his right hand grabbed the whisper faster, but what greeted him was a few gray-black 'tentacles'.

Zhong Liang's face changed, he could feel the breath of death in these gray-black 'tentacles', and in horror, he didn't care about whispering anymore, and his body quickly retreated, but fortunately, those 'tentacles' did not chase after him, and Zhong Liang's heart was a little more peaceful.

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