"Destroy the corpse and destroy the traces!tsk~~It's a pity that I saw it~" A sneering voice suddenly came into Chen Yunfeng's mind, Chen Yunfeng was suddenly startled, his hair stood up instantly, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Who?!" Chen Yunfeng turned around suddenly, but the place in front of him was empty, there was no one in sight, only a gloomy darkness.

Chen Yunfeng's body tensed, his eyes staring at a shadow in front of him, that shadow looked unremarkable, but Chen Yunfeng clearly sensed the existence of an energy in his spiritual sense.

"Hehe, the six holy envoys of the Azure Hall were killed by you, if the people of the Azure Hall know, I don't know what will happen to you?" The black shadow slowly bulged upwards and condensed into a figure, but it was a big fat man wearing a yellow robe.

The fat man smiled and looked at Chen Yunfeng playfully, not taking Chen Yunfeng in his eyes at all. A bright yellow overcoat swayed without wind, and seven or eight sachets on his waist exuded fragrance, and Chen Yunfeng could feel a fragrance coming to his face.

Looking at this fat man in yellow, Chen Yunfeng's expression was solemn, and he slowly said with a serious face: "Ghost cultivation?"

Ghost cultivation is cultivated by ghosts, and it is a monk who specializes in cultivating the soul body.

There are generally two sources of ghosts, one is that the resentment after death is too deep to enter reincarnation, and the second is the soul derived from the corpse after the death of powerful demon beasts and monks. These two, no matter which one they are, after stepping into the path of cultivation, because of the weirdness of the exercises and the form, their strength will far surpass that of the monks of the same level.

Qian Million raised his eyebrows, looked at Chen Yunfeng in surprise, and chuckled: "My eyesight is good, I can actually see through my true body." Boy, look at your cultivation in the fitting period, but your strength is good, give me that bamboo sword, and your Qian Ye will be merciful today, and I will spare your life!"

Qian Million raised his head and said triumphantly.

At this time, Qian Million seemed to be integrated into the surrounding darkness, which was a perfect integration without any flaws, as if he was born from the darkness and came from the darkness.

Chen Yunfeng faced Qian Million, and looked at the fat man in front of him who always had a smile on his face and a cheap face, as if he had a feeling of facing a prehistoric beast, which was a feeling from the soul, which made his whole person extremely nervous.

This was the first time Chen Yunfeng had seen a ghost cultivator, although he knew that there were many powerful ghost cultivators in the Riot Star Prison, at this time, in the face of this kind of monk who had never seen before, Chen Yunfeng was still very careful, "Who is Your Excellency? Why did you break into my Dry Blood Cave Mansion?" Chen Yunfeng asked coldly.

"Oh, so this place is called the Dry Blood Cave Mansion. Qian Million said nonchalantly: "I didn't expect that in a place where this kind of demon beasts are rampant, there will be such exquisite buildings, the Dry Blood Cave Mansion, not bad, not bad......"

Qian Wanxiao's eyes rolled, as if he had thought of something funny, and said with a smile: "This place will be mine in the future!"

Qian Million patted his chest and said arrogantly.

That's when —

"Boom!"

A flash of purple light suddenly streaked through the space, and the tip of the spear shone with intense energy, and the entire space exploded, stabbing directly at Qian Wan's head.

Qian Million still had that indifferent smile on his face, and with a slight wave of his palm, an invisible force violently pressed towards Chen Yunfeng. This force directly penetrated Chen Yunfeng's body protection true element, turned into a giant palm, and slammed into him.

"Soul Attack!"

Chen Yunfeng's heart was suddenly in crisis, the reason why the ghost cultivators were strong was because each of them was good at weird soul spells, and the conventional immortal weapons and true yuan defenses had almost no resistance in front of them, and their attacks directly acted on the soul!

"Soul Lock!" Chen Yunfeng's eyes widened angrily, and several thick soul chains flew out of his body with a roar, each chain exuded strong energy fluctuations, and there was a sound of 'bang', and the chains soon circled in front of Chen Yunfeng's body into a circular defensive circle.

The giant palm attack sent by Qian Million slapped directly on the defensive circle.

"Peng!"

The defensive circle exploded, and countless chains broke into small pieces and were torn apart. The giant palm only paused slightly, and continued to attack towards Chen Yunfeng, just this move, you can see that the strength of this million money is much higher than Chen Yunfeng.

Chen Yunfeng was shocked.

He didn't expect that the defense of the soul lock could not resist the fat man in yellow in the slightest, and at this moment, the blood-killing spear was about to stab the fat man, but the fat man's attack was faster!

It's too late!

There is no way to avoid it, at the critical moment, Chen Yunfeng gritted his teeth, anger suddenly appeared in his eyes, and a bloody gun shot out of his hand, shooting directly at Qian Million, fighting for his life!

In the face of Chen Yunfeng's lifeless play, Qian Million still smiled, but his eyes showed disdain, and his posture did not even change, allowing the blood-killing gun to stab him.

Boom! Boom!

The giant palm slammed into Chen Yunfeng's body and made three explosions in a row, Chen Yunfeng's body trembled violently in the air, and then a wisp of blood left along the corner of his mouth, but he didn't fall down.

"Huh?"

Qian Million let out a light sigh, the power of his attack was enough to kill the monks in the early stage of annihilation, but the kid in the late stage of the merger was not dead, and looking like that, the injury was not serious, this is a soul attack! Qian Million showed a different color in his eyes, could it be ...... This kid has a secret treasure of soul defense?

Just when Qian Million was thinking, the blood-killing spear had already stabbed in front of Qian Million, and the figure of the fat man in yellow suddenly blurred, rippling like the surface of the water, as if it was real and virtual, as if it did not exist in this time and space. This is the strength of the ghost monks, their forms come from the soul, they are born in nothingness, they are formless, and they will hardly take any damage except for soul attacks!

Shout!

The blood-killing spear passed through Qian Million's body in the air, Qian Million smiled indifferently, in his mind, this high-grade immortal weapon would definitely penetrate his body directly without causing him any damage. And yet—

Tear pull~

Qian Million's two small eyes suddenly bulged out like dead fish eyes, and a sharp pain like a split suddenly came, and Qian Million's big fat face was distorted.

It hurts, it hurts......

Tears poured out of his little eyes, one second he was like a peerless master, and the next second he became a crying little boy, the contrast was so great that even Chen Yunfeng was dumbfounded.

"Wow, ah...... Woo~~ It hurts~~ It hurts me to death~~ Wow ah~~"

Qian Million shouted heartbreakingly, his two hands kept wiping his tears, and there were choked convulsions from time to time, aggrieved like a child who had made a mistake. And this crying lasted for a whole time with a stick of incense......

Chen Yunfeng was stunned.

"This ......" Chen Yunfeng couldn't imagine that this fat man in yellow was still a cynical master just now, how could he suddenly become this kind of child, could it be that everything was pretended?

The corners of Chen Yunfeng's mouth suddenly hooked up a smile, if this person has this kind of heart, it will be easy to deal with......

"Ahem!!"

Chen Yunfeng coughed heavily, and when he heard the cough, Qian Wanwan woke up like a dream, and was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly showed embarrassment.

"Damn, I forgot that this is not from the old man......

When he was in the cave mansion, every time Qian Million was tortured in his cultivation, he was shouting and crying, and his master was also a headache about it. Later, as long as Qian Million cried, Shizun would reluctantly stop practicing, relying on this method, Qian Million escaped many tortures, and tried many times, so that he developed a habit.

He was in pain just now, and he reflexively used it......

"It's a shame now, it's all because of the dead old man! Practice, cultivate! Every time I practice, I torture me! Wow~ I'm a million and I'm famous~" Qian million looked at the sky with two small eyes, wanting to cry without tears.

......

A nameless valley.

An old man with unkempt hair, sleepy-eyed, sat up, rubbed his eyes that were a little swollen from sleep, and looked around blankly.

"Strange, why did I fall asleep? How long have I been asleep? Hmm...... Ten days, ten days of sleep. The old man muttered, pinching his fingers with his right hand as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly.

Click.

The old man's shriveled fingers were suddenly pinched together, and the strength was so great that the middle finger that was together with the thumb was directly broken!

"Money!Fat!!"

The old man roared violently, and his voice soared into the sky, exploding in the sky, and the mighty sound echoed in the valley for a long time. Countless rare birds, beasts, plants, and spirits in the valley immediately rumbled back to their caves when they heard this sound, and hid deeply, for fear of being angered by the old man.

"You bastard! How dare you charm your master with incense! Bastard! This, this...... Is this still the honest man from his previous life? Damn, I wonder if your senior brother has been reincarnated!" the old man furiously furrowed, obviously calculating the truth about his sleep, but the matter was obviously not over yet......

"Damn! My glass cup! My glass treasure cup! Money million, you thing! You even stole my treasure! That is my only treasure in the heavenly court! Don't let me catch you, or I will beat you so that your own mother will not recognize you!" The old man roared angrily, he had already calculated everything that had happened after he fell asleep.

The thought of his most precious treasure being stolen made the old man's distressed liver tremble.

All the creatures in the valley heard the old man's angry scolding, and the content of the words made them stunned, obediently, the fat man not only charmed the old thing, but also stole his treasures! No wonder the old thing was mad......

Suddenly, all the creatures lay dormant in the cave, motionless, for fear of being noticed by the old fellow......

For a moment, the entire valley was silent.

......

"Ahh

Qian Million rubbed his nose, his body shuddered suddenly, and muttered, "Strange, how did you feel a murderous aura just now?"

Qian Wan scratched his head, this murderous aura came and went quickly. Qian Million then put it behind and only regarded it as an illusion.

Turning his head to stare at Chen Yunfeng, Qian Wanwan's eyes gradually showed a strange look......