"With Yuanxin's first-hand experience, it's a lot easier for us. The fat man said confidently.

"Don't be blindly confident, everyone is different from each other. Perhaps, what you feel is completely different from the original heart. ”

Mu Feng hurriedly poured cold water on the fat man. This guy is bold and dares to toss anything.

"Brother Mu, come on, I'll wait for you in front. By the way, you must try to get through. The rewards are huge. ”

Shen Yuanxin stuck out her tongue mischievously, and then, her whole person suddenly disappeared. Everyone was surprised, but they heard Shen Yuanxin in front, waving his hand and calling them loudly: "Hey, I'm waiting for you here." ”

"I see. Mu Feng suddenly said.

"You mean?" Tang Wan'er's eyes lit up, as if she had thought of something.

"Not bad. Mu Feng nodded.

"I'll go, what did you two think of? Take it out and share it with these two, and share it with you that you didn't bring it out of your home. The fat man looked at the two husbands and wives, and rolled his eyes.

"This red land, when used well, can purify the soul and cleanse the soul. For the cultivators themselves, there are great benefits. Mu Feng didn't sell it, and said directly.

"Then if you don't use it well, you'll be here with them?" the fat man asked cautiously, pointing to the bones under his feet.

"Bingo, that's right. Mu Feng gave the fat man a big thumbs up.

"Ciao, there is still no convenient and safe way, hurry up and get out. The fat man glanced at Mu Feng with disdain.

"Let's go, at least we have a direction, and the ending won't be too bad. Mu Feng let go of Tang Wan'er's hand and walked forward slowly.

"What are you doing, why?" Tang Wan'er caught up with Mu Feng.

"According to our inference, my emotional release must be very violent. I'm afraid I'll hurt you. Mu Feng smiled and said.

"I'm not afraid of getting hurt, and I'm not afraid of dying. Tang Wan'er looked at Mo Xiaochuan firmly.

"But, I'm afraid. Mu Feng put his hands on Tang Wan'er's shoulders and said solemnly.

"You can do it. Tang Wan'er cheered Mu Feng up.

"That's natural, and men can't say they can't. Mu Feng said proudly.

"Wow, when has it been, it's still poor. Tang Wan'er took a sip of Mu Feng and said coquettishly.

"Go over, wait for me. Mu Feng took Tang Wan'er in his arms and patted her on the back gently.

"Hmm. Tang Wan'er nodded firmly.

Feelings are such a thing, that's it, when they come, they are like a flood of beasts, which catches people off guard.

Next, the fat man walked out second.

Mu Feng knew that the fat man's biggest obsession was his father. And his father was forced into the nest of the blood eagle by the Wu family. In the end, he also threatened the fat man's mother and forced the fat man to work for their Wu family.

And Mu Feng's extermination of the Wu family can be regarded as Jane's heart disease of the fat man.

Tang Wan'er was the third to go out.

On the contrary, Zhuang Luhan, who was most likely to go out first, was trapped.

Resentment, murderous intent, bloodthirsty. These are the three most obvious negative energies in Zhuang Luhan.

What kind of story does this Zhuang Luhan have, so that a taciturn person is deeply immersed in this emotion and can't help himself.

Resentment, murderous intent, bloodthirsty, the three wills became more and more violent.

Zhuang Luhan's face was hideous, and among the seven orifices, there was faint blood flowing out.

It's over, if Zhuang Luhan can't support it, he can only die violently.

Mu Feng was anxious.

But there is nothing to be done.

Could it be that he just watched Zhuang Luhan fall.

No, Mu Feng can't do it.

Mu Feng, who was as anxious as an ant in a hot pot, suddenly flashed in his mind, yes, that's it.

Mu Feng immediately calmed down, hooked up the Yuan Jing of the Mind in his Purple Mansion, and then wrapped the thoughts he wanted to convey by Yuan Li, and slowly floated towards Zhuang Luhan's Purple Mansion.

Feeling that his mental power successfully broke through Zhuang Luhan's Purple Mansion, Mu Feng felt a burst of joy in his heart, perhaps, in this way, Zhuang Luhan could get out of the crisis.

In Zhuang Luhan's Purple Mansion, all kinds of negative energy and dark emotions have formed a huge storm that is raging across the country.

"Those who meditate, heaven and earth are quiet. The universe is vast, and the heart of the only one is ......"

A meditation mantra sounded in the Zhuanglu Han Purple Mansion.

Such as the evening drum and morning bell, such as the Hong bell Da Lu.

Wherever the meditation mantra passed, all the storms melted like spring snow, leaving no trace.

The whole meditation mantra ended, and calm finally returned to the Zhuanglu Han Purple Mansion.

The Purple Mansion is the place where the Purple Mansion Yuan God was born in the future, and it is also the place where the soul power is the strongest, and as soon as the storm stopped, Zhuang Luhan sensed Mu Feng's existence.

"Kill the killer, kill him. Don't be afraid of rumors. In the end, Mu Feng left such a sentence in the Zhuang Lu Han Purple Mansion, and his mental power completely dissipated.

At the same time that Mu Feng opened his eyes, Zhuang Luhan also opened his eyes at the same time.

"Don't be afraid of rumors, be a killer, kill. Zhuang Luhan's eyes were clear, he looked at Mu Feng with admiration, and said in a deep voice.

Mu Feng smiled slightly, and nodded at Zhuang Luhan.

Zhuang Luhan smiled innocently: "Out of the nest of the blood eagle, Lu Han is willing to be the follower of the son." ”

After speaking, the Zhuang Luhan people slowly disappeared.

Mu Feng turned to look ahead.

The road is still long.

Mu Feng's expression became solemn.

I will definitely resist the past.

I haven't figured out the identity of this body, and I haven't fulfilled my commitment to this body.

There is still justice for nearly 10 billion living beings that has not been recovered, how can he Mu Feng be willing to fall.

Mu Feng's eyes lit up with a raging battle intent.

Come on, see if this boundless hatred will annihilate me, or if he will become my strength completely.

Mu Feng walked forward unswervingly.

On the path of cultivation, he needs to keep moving forward.

Boom –

In the Purple Mansion, a storm of hatred has formed.

Boom –

In the Purple Mansion, a storm of killing began to rage.

"Boom"

In the Purple Mansion, a storm of anger has also been ignited.

"Boom-"

In the Purple Mansion, the storm of sorrow roared.

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Mu Feng's footsteps unconsciously stopped.

On his body, a black fog evaporated, like a demon, frantically gnawing at Mu Feng's will.

Mu Feng gritted his teeth, and blood slowly spilled out of the corners of his mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears.

The long flowing hair, standing up at the roots, like the god of heavenly demons, roared and roared.

At the end of the crimson land, Tang Wan'er, Shen Yuanxin, Fat Man, and Zhuang Luhan all looked at Mu Feng nervously. His hands were clasped tightly together, as if he wanted to lend all the strength of his body to Mu Feng.

"Mu Feng, you must hold on? You said it, you can do it. Tang Wan'er muttered.

Shen Yuanxin burst into tears and prayed in a low voice.

"Boss, you are the boss of the fat man, if you leave the fat man behind, the fat man will despise you. The fat man shouted at Mu Feng.

"Mu Gongzi will definitely be able to do it. Zhuang Luhan believed in Mu Feng because he knew that Mu Feng had a magical spell that could enter other people's minds.