"Okay." Yu Hongyuan said in a deep voice: "If you exchange this merit for the pill, you can get three Qingxin Jiuhua Drops of Dew Pills."

Chen Feng nodded: "That's it."

Yu Hongyuan took out three small jade boxes and threw them to Chen Feng. Chen Feng took them and put them in his arms.

"The most important reason is..." Chen Feng said softly to himself in his heart: "There are five days left to compete with Lieyang Wenrui."

"If I hadn't had Qingxin Jiuhua Drops, I would not be able to recover to my peak state at all, so how could I win?"

Then, Chen Feng retreated, and Yu Hongyuan said again: "This time, the credit is ranked second..."

Next, Yu Hongyuan shouted out his names one by one, and then everyone stepped forward to reward him according to his merits and received their respective rewards.

Wudong Academy is still very considerate for the disciples, and does not force any rewards, but based on the needs of the disciples.

If you lack martial arts and give skills, if you lack weapons, you will get weapons. If you have reached a bottleneck in your cultivation and need to break through urgently, then you will naturally have elixirs to send.

In addition to Chen Feng, the two people he knew were also among the top five of the creditors this time, namely Que Qianqian and Jing Nanfeng.

Although Que Qianqian looks very gentle and peaceful on the surface, she is so fierce and extremely decisive.

Chen Feng felt that Ran was even more courageous than himself, and sometimes he was even more desperate. She also killed many monsters. It was very normal for her to make such contributions!

In the next few days, after the beast tide subsided, everything was safe and sound, but the day of the appointment between Chen Feng and the eldest son of the Lieyang family was getting closer and closer.

Many people who know the inside story are either gloating or anxious about Chen Feng.

But Chen Feng was leisurely and leisurely, sitting on the cliff, playing the piano and singing every day.

He didn't even practice cultivation, but was just facing the waves there and accompanying his senior sister.

Sitting on the Cliff, on a huge rock, Han Yu'er was wearing white clothes, floating like an immortal.

On her knees, there was a burnt-tailed piano. At this time, the gurgling sound poured out between her hands like a tinging stream, making people feel peaceful!

Chen Feng sang loudly, his voice was thick and desolate, just like the ancient ancestors, the most original and most from the hissings and shouts of the hearts.

It even has a heart-wrenching meaning, but it directly points to the root of the Tao.

Suddenly, a more powerful but low voice sounded, and it was Uncle Dao.

He held a giant black iron sword in his hand, singing and dancing with his sword.

Han Yuer smiled at the corner of her mouth, shook her head slightly, and re-tuned the sound of the piano that was somewhat confused due to his addition, and suddenly became high-pitched. There was no stagnation in the middle, which showed that the piano was excellent.

As Uncle Dao danced with his sword, the singing became louder and louder, and the playing of the piano became more and more intense.

Suddenly, on the Tongtian River not far away, countless monsters suddenly jumped up, swaying in the air with this rhythm.

No matter what their skin color they were originally, they turned red at this time. The sound of the piano had almost ignited the blood in their bodies.

And at this moment, suddenly, a snow-white figure like a puppy suddenly rushed over. It obviously didn't understand English very much. It just rolled on its plump body like a snowball and came to Han Yu'er's arms, rubbing around in her arms, humming like a coquettish look.

Han Yuer giggled, and the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.

Chen Feng's song came to an end, with only the last sound remaining, which was swaying and swaying.

Then, he flicked his fingers gently, and watched the last trace of black air disappear from his fingertips, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The power of hell was finally eliminated by me!"

He stood up suddenly, whistled to the sky, with great pleasure, as if he wanted to express all the silt in his chest.

You know, Chen Feng was troubled by the power of hell before, let alone taking action, he could not even practice.

Chen Feng had already been suffocated.

Uncle Dao looked at Chen Feng and smiled and said, "Young Master, there are three days left before the Vietnam War between you and the eldest son of the Lieyang family."

Chen Feng nodded.

"Three days, right?" Chen Feng murmured softly and said to himself: "Three days is enough to do a lot of things."

"Although I haven't stayed in this realm for a long time, I have encountered a series of bloody battles these days, and tempered my strength in this blood and fire. Now my foundation is extremely solid. It's time to break through again!"

As he said that, Chen Feng looked at Uncle Dao: "Uncle Dao, please protect the Dharma for me."

Uncle Dao nodded and walked aside.

Han Yuer held Xue Feng in her arms very sensible and whispered in his ear: "Let's go, Xue Feng, let's go and play, don't quarrel with your junior brother."

Chen Feng was on the edge of this cliff, looking at the endless Tongtian River and took a deep breath.

Then, a total of thirty-two demon pills appeared in his palm.

These thirty-two demon pills are all at the level of the eight-star demon king. Originally, Chen Feng didn't have so many demon pills in his hands, but someone changed some of them with him.

The demon pills of monsters were used to exchange for the remains of the monsters after Chen Feng obtained the demon pills, because for them, although this demon pill was extremely powerful, it was extremely difficult for them to absorb, and it was far less quick than absorbing the Xuanhuang Stone.

Take an ordinary disciple of the early stage of the Nine-Star Martial King for example. It will take at least several years for him to absorb an Eight-Star Demon King's Demon King's Demon Pill.

For them, they can't wait for this time, so it's better to exchange it for the corpse of monsters in exchange for Xuanhuang Stone and even powerful martial arts, skills, and elixirs.

Thirty-two demon pills were placed in front of Chen Feng.

Each demon pill has different colors, and the patterns inside are also different, reflecting everything about this monster during its lifetime, their will, their memories, and their attributes.

Each demon pill is like a world!

Chen Feng pressed down with one hand, and the extremely powerful dragon-subduing Arhat rushed out.

Suddenly, a world was broken directly. Compared with the demon pill of the Seven-Star Demon King, the demon pill of the Eight-Star Demon King was thicker, and the defense was thicker, making it even more unbreakable.

Chen Feng's Dragon Subduing Arhat's power hit it. With a bang, the demon pill trembled violently, but only a small crack appeared and it did not break.

Chen Feng pursed his lips and smiled: "It's really strong, but it's useless to me!"

Then, the power of the Dragon Subduing Arhat bombarded out again, one after another, like a wave, endlessly spreading.
Chapter completed!