The conditions in the "Ghost Fantasy Domain" are extremely harsh, half a year is the polar day, and the sun is scorching, the temperature is extremely high, if ordinary humans are in it, they will die of exhaustion in a few hours, and half a year is the polar night, full of darkness, and the temperature is as low as more than 100 degrees Celsius.

There are a large number of "Ghost Demons" and cultivators who are trapped in it and are angry and murderous in it, and Ouyang Zangfeng is just a second-stage cultivator, although his actual strength is comparable to that of the third stage, but it is only a third-stage, in this "Ghost Fantasy Domain", it seems that he will definitely die.

Moreover, in this "Ghost Convulsion Domain", there are all kinds of illusions, Gu realms, and appetites distributed irregularly, and the air in this space is also full of anger, which makes the cultivators' minds in it grow more and more in the direction of darkness, violent and murderous, making the "Ghost Convulsion Fantasy Domain" completely become a world where the weak eat the strong.

Even a sixth-stage cultivator like Ao Yu thought that if he entered it, it would be difficult to say whether he would be able to save his life.

"Throwing Ouyang Zangfeng into the 'Ghost Fantasy Domain' is like throwing a piece of ice into a monstrous sea of fire. Ao Tao thought in his heart, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

In City C, in the Qiao Consortium Building, in an office, Qiao Feng sat on the leather sofa with an expressionless face, thinking back to the scene that happened in the Rotating Conference Building on the banks of the Mississippi River in St. Louis, they ended the meeting and were about to leave the building, but they saw a passenger plane in the sky dragging billowing smoke and falling obliquely towards the building, making a deafening sound, and a large number of debris that fell from the sky due to the impact of the building, at this time, many directors had just been escorted by bodyguards to the exit at the bottom of the building, and huge pieces of rubble smashed into everyone。

A boulder fell from the sky, facing the direction of Qiao Feng's father and son, Jordan stretched out his hand to block Qiao Feng's head and fled quickly, the boulder smashed at the feet of the two, Jordan secretly rejoiced, and smiled encouragingly to the frightened Qiao Feng. However, at this time, another piece of gravel struck, and when Jordan noticed it, he couldn't dodge, and he could only push Qiao Feng away at the last moment, Qiao Feng was pushed a few meters away, and Jordan was buried under the stones, Qiao Feng watched his father being smashed by the stones in order to protect himself.

He hated, hated himself for being so cowardly at that time, if he had found the stone above his head, and it was he who pushed his father away, then it would not have been his father who died, he would have preferred that it was himself who died at that time than his father!

He will blame himself for his father's death for the rest of his life and hate it for the rest of his life. Hate the person who attacked "chasing the wind" with this poisonous hand, hate "chasing the wind"!

His father is just a small pawn in the "Chasing the Wind" Alliance, and in this kind of crisis, there is no one to protect their father and son, and those bodyguards are simply unable to deal with it in this critical time.

Aren't there a lot of strange people in the "Chasing the Wind" Alliance? Why didn't anyone save their father? They didn't care at all, their father was just a small human being, and when he died, he died, and he just found someone to replace him, right?!

At this moment, aren't Jordan's second and third brothers fighting for the position of director of Qiao's consortium?

Qiao Feng gritted his teeth and said to himself in his heart: "Qiao Feng, Qiao Feng! You must make those who killed your father pay the price! The 'Chasing the Wind' alliance will also pay the price! Ten times! A hundred times the price!" Tears poured out unscrupulously.

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Zang Feng felt like he had fallen into an endless darkness, pitch black, he couldn't see anything, his body couldn't move, but there was a voice calling out to him, he tried many times, and finally opened his eyes.

It was still dark in front of me, and there was the sound of rustling branches and a series of low screams.

Gradually, Zang Feng noticed that there were countless pairs of green eyes around him, moving to spy on him, and slowly approaching, narrowing the encirclement.

Zang Feng was thrown into the edge of the coverage of the "Ghost Tree of the Ghost Clan" in the "Demon Fantasy Domain" by the Evil Venerable Ancient Moon iQue, which was filled with the "Ghost Tree" that was conceived for the third time, and the number of stages was usually one or two. The guidance of the branches found Zang Feng, but they did not dare to move forward to the unconscious Zang Feng lying on the ground, because they sensed that Zang Feng had an aura that was different from that of other intruders, an aura that made them dare not invade easily.

Zang Feng's ears lingered with the strange cries of these monsters, and although he couldn't see the appearance of these monsters clearly in the dark, their voices were already chilling.

Judging from the ups and downs of the voice and the number of these bright green lights, there should be dozens of "ghosts" lurking around Zang Feng, which can be regarded as a large team, and Zang Feng really doesn't know if he can survive this hurdle.

Zang Feng slowly stood up, watching and listening to all directions, tense his nerves and paying attention to the wind and grass around him, and these "ghosts" also crossed each other and circled around Zang Feng, uncharacteristically none of them were willing to take the lead in attacking.

Zang Feng thought that it was not a way to consume it like this, otherwise he would be about to have a nervous breakdown, so he simply took the initiative to attack.

The flame-shaped symbol behind Zang Feng's neck glowed with a faint orange light, and the Dao Orange energy poured into Zang Feng's arm from it, converging into the palm of his hand, and two orange flames bloomed in his palms, and Zang Feng threw the two flames into the "Ghost Clan" group, and the fire suddenly skyrocketed.

Seeing Zang Feng attacking, the "ghost Turk" also pounced on Zang Feng one by one, the firelight reflected the surroundings, and a hideous and terrifying face came into Zang Feng's eyes, these monsters did look a little terrifying, and Zang Feng was slightly stunned in his heart, but there was no room for much thought about it.

These monsters were slightly smaller than human bodies, and Zang Feng quickly flashed his body and grabbed the claws of the "Ghost Clan" that rushed to the front, and smashed it into the other attacking "Ghost Clan" group, smashing several "Ghost Clan" into the air.

More "ghosts" swarmed, and Zangfeng either smashed into these terrifying monsters with a single fist, or unleashed flames to burn. The bodies of these "ghosts" were really hard, Zang Feng's fists became more and more painful, gradually grinding out blood, and the orange light emitted by the logo on the back of his neck became weaker and weaker as the flames continued to consume, Zang Feng's body became more and more tired, and his movements slowed down.

But there are too many "ghosts" to allow him a chance to breathe. Zang Feng's body gradually added a few "ghostly" scratches, and the stinging pain on his body forced Zang Feng to persevere.

Another "ghost" claw stabbed into Zang Feng's shoulder, deeper than the previous times. Zang Feng roared angrily and tore the "ghost ghost" in half.

The pain in his body stimulated Zang Feng's anger, and the originally calm and condensed orange energy body in the dantian began to turn into a stream of energy flowing to the back of Zang Feng's neck and to Zang Feng's whole body, the flame-shaped symbol regained its light, and the fatigue of the body was also slightly restored, regaining the strength to continue fighting.

Zang Feng was like an angry lion launching a fierce attack on the "ghost convulsions" group, and the screams of the "ghost convulsions" and Zang Feng's violent shouts were endless.

However, with the guidance of the branches of the "Oni Tree", more and more "Oni Clan" gathered and joined the group attack.

At this moment, hundreds of "ghosts" have joined this battle with a huge number of enemies. If it continues like this, I am afraid that there will be more and more "ghosts", and it will be even more difficult for Zang Feng to get out, and how can Zang Feng kill so many "ghosts" alone?

Zang Feng had no choice but to break away from the battle and flee in the direction where the number of "ghosts" was sparse.

However, due to the use of too much energy in the previous battle, "Hidden Dragon Decision" could not be easily used in the strange air turbulence of this "Ghost Fantasy Domain", and Zang Feng's escape speed was not very fast, and he was soon resurrounded by the "Ghost Clan" group, and one by one he rushed towards Zang Feng desperately.

Zang Feng had no choice but to continue to fight with it, and slowly Zang Feng's energy was running out, and he used the last energy to release a huge flame barrier, turning more than a dozen "ghosts" rushing in front into charcoal.

The "ghosts" are still going forward and backwards, Zang Feng is sad in his heart, is he really going to die here? How can he complete his mission? And Ling Qian, how can he leave her alone to die alone? If she dies, she will definitely be very sad, Zang Feng can't imagine Ling Qian's sad face and her uncontrollable tears after she dies, he can't leave her alone, never!

Senior Dugu and Senior Brother Konoha are still waiting for themselves, waiting for themselves to fight side by side with them, and they must not die so humbly!

Cheer up! Cheer up! Fight even if you break your hands and feet and exhaust your last strength! Fight endlessly! Fight to live, to live to see the people you love! Never give up!

With a resolute and resolute look on his face, Zang Feng gritted his teeth and persisted in rushing into the "ghost convulsions" group to fight hard, even if he only used his fists, he would smash this group of hateful monsters to pieces! But can Zang Feng, who was covered in scars, really be able to hold out to the end? In this "ghost convulsions" group, he is undoubtedly just a prey......