After leaving the restaurant, Chu Feng, under the leadership of Zeng Wenzhuo, gradually deviated from the crowded place along the street...... Eventually, we came to the edge of the town and entered a very dilapidated house.

"This time the Purple Mansion is opened, many people want to take this opportunity to step into the realm of the Purple Mansion! And the ruins of the 10,000-year-old Purple Mansion are extremely dangerous, and they are carried out in the underground palace...... So, it's not as simple as a one-person two-person alliance..."

"In the three days since I left you, I have found four Spiritual Great Perfections and some ninth-level monks to form an alliance together, and we will go to the Purple Mansion together. Due to the urgency of time, Zeng Wenzhuo explained while walking.

Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, and then quickly relieved.

In the face of the major event of the Purple Mansion, the group alliance can be described as very normal...... After all, this competition will be even more terrifying. Even in his opinion, compared to the previous ghost town, perhaps in the competition, it is ten times more tragic, a hundred times!

The house is old, but it's huge!

After entering the house, under the leadership of Zeng Wenzhuo, it took about ten minutes to spare, and finally walked to the main hall...... Here, too, it seems to be a dark basement.

"Smack!"

Chu Feng saw that Zeng Wenzhuo made seven gestures in a row with different gestures, making seven different sounds...... In the entire room, several flames suddenly lit up. The flames were like meteors, sticking to the walls, illuminating the gloom.

"Brother Chu, let's go!"

Zeng Wenzhuo spoke, and then walked quickly forward in the direction of the flames.

Chu Feng's eyes flickered, and he followed.

But his hand involuntarily touched the ring that the skull had turned into, and if there was a slight change, he would immediately wake up the skull and leave the place.

Soon, following Zeng Wenzhuo, the two of them passed through a secret door again, and then walked into a strange closed room. This room, all red, looks very weird.

"Brother Zeng, you're finally here, what's the matter, is the last ally here?"

Chu Feng stood behind Zeng Wenzhuo, raised his eyes, and spoke to a person wearing a half-mask, which covered the lower part of him, revealing only his brows and eyes...... I can't see the specific face clearly.

But judging from his size, this is a young man.

While the man was looking at the other party at the same time as Chu Feng, the other party also looked at Zeng Wenzhuo, his eyes fell on him, and an aura of oppression surged through his eyes in an instant...... Chu Feng's heart was shocked, and he quickly ran the Spirit Building Sutra, and the oppression was instantly dispersed.

"Into the sixth layer of the spirit?"

The man spoke coldly, with a hint of malice in his tone.

"Brother Zeng, the last ally won't be the one behind you, right?"

"Exactly. Zeng Wenzhuo said with a smile.

"He's only a sixth-level spiritual being, so isn't it trying to drag us back when he lets him act with us? You should know better than any of us the importance of this action...... If you make a slight mistake, you will miss the. The man said.

Soon, three more people walked out.

Of these three people, one of them was an old man, this old man had a hooked nose, a gray robe, and exuded a rotten aura from his body, and the breath was profound, like an abyss...... Just one glance is hard to forget.

The old man glanced at Chu Feng, and Chu Feng only felt that a breath of death was coming from his face, which made his heart tremble wildly, and he couldn't help but want to retreat...... But fortunately, the seven void veins in the body vibrate, and the pressure dissipated instantly and became invisible, and the qi and blood were also under the shock, and recovered in an instant.

After the old man glanced at Chu Feng deeply, he did not interject, but closed his eyes, as if he was waiting, as if he was waiting.

In addition to the old man, there was also a woman in the field...... The woman's clothes were thin, wearing only a transparent light gauze, and her outfit was open...... His appearance may be ordinary, but because of this outfit, it adds a little charm.

"Little brother of the sixth layer of the soul, that's interesting...... I don't know where Zeng Daoyou was kidnapped...... Hehehehe!"

When Zeng Wenzhuo heard this, his head was full of black lines, and he glared at the woman fiercely.

Wait for the last person to speak.

The last one is a middle-aged man. Middle-aged sword-eyed starry-eyed, wearing a black power suit, simple and capable...... The whole body was filled with an icy aura. He pressed the back of his hand on the seat, but on his right hand, there were three blue stars, which were very eye-catching.

"No matter how you cultivate, if your combat power is amazing, it still doesn't have to be ...... Everyone knows the importance of this operation...... Then if you want to participate in this event, you have to be tested by me!"

The middle-aged man didn't give Chu Feng a reaction, his body flashed, and he appeared in front of Chu Feng in an instant, and when he raised his hand, he fell with a punch.

"Jiang Xiong, no!" Zeng Wenzhuo changed color and wanted to stop it, but unfortunately it was too late.

The middle-aged Jiang Xiong's hand had already fallen.

As for the others, none of them chose to help...... As Jiang Xiong said, in order to participate in the action, then you must have a certain strength...... If you can't even take care of the first level, you will only become a burden in the dangerous Purple Mansion.

Therefore, no one made a move, and everyone stood by and watched.

Zeng Wenzhuo's face gradually became gloomy, and a violent emotion suddenly exploded from him.

Speaking of Chu Feng here, although he was a sixth-level cultivator, he immediately sensed it at the moment of Jiang Xiong's movements......... Therefore, he did not hesitate, and ran the cultivation in his body, and the aura swam in his body, pouring into his right arm, sinking down, and blasting out with a fierce punch...... The fist roared, hidden like wind and thunder!

Wind Thunder Fist!

Bang!

The fists collided, making a dull sound. Chu Feng was as immobile as a mountain, and after entering the sixth-layer cultivation of the spirit, he took this punch alive...... He looked at the middle-aged man indifferently, snorted coldly, and his cultivation violently dispersed, like a mountain roaring tsunami, wanting to shake the other party away.

Jiang Xiong's eyes flashed, and the blow did not achieve the effect he was satisfied with, and his body was about to punch again in a sideways step...... This punch will contain all of his cultivation. But with the buffer of the first punch, Zeng Wenzhuo had already appeared in front of Jiang Xiong, his face was gloomy, and his eyes contained anger.

"Stop it!"

"What are you all doing...... In this operation, as an ally, before the action, the fight was fought first, what are you talking about...... Lao Tzu is saying that this time the action is organized by Lao Tzu...... Any member is chosen by me after careful consideration...... If any of you are not satisfied with anyone, or with me, I will give you a chance to leave before the action has yet to begin...... Lao Tzu is not rare!"

"Now that you have entered my team, if you want to successfully enter the Purple Mansion, everything must be subject to my arrangement!" Zeng Wenzhuo said angrily, his eyes glancing at everyone with a cold look.

"Hmph!" Jiang Xiong snorted coldly, took a step back, and stopped talking.

"Do you still have any opinions?" Zeng Wenzhuo asked again.

As soon as no one speaks, silence means acquiescence.