"What I gave you just now is a life and death pill, that is to say, in the future, my life and death, I will decide, I don't care how much you resent me in your heart, but I want to ensure that my plan is foolproof, I can only do this, whether you understand or not, it is useless, this is the fairy world, it is the fairy world of the weak. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Ye Feng looked at Gong Twelve with a bitter face, and his voice was very cold.

Gong Twelve's face was extremely pale, and the pride he had before was gone when he faced Ye Feng.

He lowered his head, indeed, what Ye Feng said was very right, in the immortal realm, it was a realm where the weak and the strong prey, and his own cultivation was low, so he could naturally be slaughtered by others.

You can also bully those weak people casually, and Ye Feng before is this example.

Before, his cultivation was low, and he could bully him casually, but now that his cultivation has increased, he can bully himself casually.

A bloody world of rules, a bloody feeling.

"The host...... What do you need me to do......"

Speaking of his master, he muttered for a moment, but then spoke with certainty.

Ye Feng shook his head slightly, "Don't call me master, I'm not your master, and I didn't want to be your master, you're still you." ”

Ye Feng's words made Gong Twelve a little cold-eyed, and he was even more confused about Ye Feng, so Ye Feng subdued himself and didn't let himself do his efforts, what was he going to do?

"What about you, come with me to do something, and leave now. ”

After speaking, Ye Feng left outside the palace, while Gong Twelve was rickety, following behind him, walking towards the front step by step.

The cold wind blew, making the whole mist more turbulent, more chaotic, and more misty.

The rain was a little heavier than before.

The fairies who had taken refuge behind several large pillars under the eaves of the palace all stuck their heads out and watched the two powerful men leave in the cold night.

Their eyes were full of fear, doubt, and even more worry.

As for whether they are worried about Gong Twelve or themselves, who knows about this?

......

Walking slowly down the steps, the rain couldn't wet the two of them at all.

Ye Feng was still walking in front, and Gong Twelve in the back was still following, and his body was still rickety.

Looks like a trailing servant.

The road is long, but there is an end to it.

The mountain road is rugged and the rain winds its way, but at the end, it is a green hill.

Above the green mountain, halfway up the mountain, there is another palace.

Gong Twelve has always been curious about where Ye Feng took him to, but he didn't expect to bring himself to the palace where he flew thousands of feet.

It's really weird, why do you want to come here to fly a thousand feet?

Ye Feng didn't speak, he didn't ask, he was like a silent old turtle, standing behind Ye Feng.

Ye Feng stopped, and he also stopped.

Ye Feng raised his head, he still bowed his head.

Ye Feng immediately walked, and after looking at the palace above, he quickly came to the front of the palace.

In the palace, there is no phenomenon of singing and dancing, only the sound of harmony.

The immortal aura was drumming, and there was a rumbling sound from inside.

It's so late, it's really hard to fly a thousand feet.

People in the world say that Fei Qianqi is short-tempered, likes to practice, and likes to fight.

When I saw it today, it was true.

Ye Feng raised his steps and came to the courtyard where the rain rolled down like pearls.

Fei Qianqi was surrounded by more than ten people, all of whom were fifth- or sixth-level cultivators, and these human rights should be his thugs.

Accompany him to practice.

However, these people did not show the slightest mercy to his subordinates because he was the master and the boss, but attacked with resentment.

It's like flying thousands of feet to kill their mother and rape their sisters, there is a sea of blood and hatred.

But the gap in strength is the gap, and there is no room for resistance.

Fei Qianqi punched out, and with another punch, he looked even angrier.

There was even a roaring sound in his throat.

The group of people flew upside down with a bang, and hit the iron pillar, which shook endlessly, and the sound was like thunder.

As for the person who was shot away, they all clutched their chests and struggled on the ground to get up.

They looked at Ye Feng without the slightest hesitation, and quickly came to Ye Feng's side and surrounded Ye Feng.

Ye Feng didn't move.

Gong XII moved.

Gong Twelve, who had a rickety body, was like a mad dog, baring his teeth and grinning, looking at the group of people surrounding Ye Feng with gloomy eyes.

It's bigger under the rain.

Fei Qianqi's angry eyes were as wide as a cow's eyes, full of bloodshots.

He looked at Gong Twelve, and then at Ye Feng.

There is a change in the eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to see you, my friend. Gong Twelve smiled hysterically, and the gums on his teeth were extremely red, as if they had been covered with a layer of blood.

"Hmph, friend, it's just right, I'm not in a good mood, I need to find someone to spar with, if you have the ability, come over, Lord Ye, there's nothing in the way, right?"

Fei Qianqi looked at Ye Feng with squinted eyes, his eyes were full of great disrespect.

He really couldn't imagine that he was a kid at the fifth layer of an immortal before, but after entering the land of death row prisoners, he instantly broke through to the ninth layer of human immortals.

Is the world crazy? Is it messed up? Why are there no rules?

He has been fucking cultivating for so many years, and he has not yet reached the ninth layer of human immortals, and he Ye Feng has broken through all of a sudden, so he is not convinced.

He wanted to vent these anger on Gong Twelve.

Gong XII is ready to do it.

Ye Feng's hand stretched out, warm, generous, and powerful, and rested on Gong Twelve's body.

He motioned for Gong XII to retreat behind his back.

Ye Feng's eyes were also slit, and the great disrespect in Fei Qianqi's eyes set off a trace of anger in his heart.

Ye Feng took two steps forward and stood opposite Fei Qianqi.

Flying thousands of feet in his chest, thousands of flames, babble, babble, he remembered the things he had messed up with his good deeds during the day, and he couldn't get angry.

The rich immortal power that rolled between his hands turned out to be all the immortal power in his body at once.

He clenched his hands, a dazzling light on his arms, and let out a loud howl.

His body turned into an angry tiger, emitting light, as if a tiger was descending a mountain, and quickly rushed towards Ye Feng's body.

The momentum was like a rainbow, and the ground even cracked, and even the people standing around them, their clothes gurgling, their faces shrunk one by one, as if they had experienced the greatest wind in the world.

Bang, the lattice made of hard granite on the ground was suddenly lifted up.

Turned into a sharp sword and attacked Ye Feng.

Ye Feng stood still, but in an instant, his body moved, and his fist slammed forward.

With a click, the bones of Ye Feng's arm made a crisp sound.

The sound was clearer and louder than a thunderbolt, not the sound of bones breaking.

It's the wind that comes out of the fist.

With a bang, Fei Qianqi's body was directly knocked out, like a big stone, hitting the building.

The thick walls of the palace rumbled, and all of them appeared in a human-shaped hole, and if you count them carefully, there must be at least fifty or sixty floors!