"Lord Blood, spare your life!"

Lin Feng sneered and said nothing.

He has long been accustomed to such scenes,

In this cruel world of cultivation, people only bully the weak, fear the strong, and fear the strong. So if you want to live a relaxed and comfortable life, you must make your fists hard!

Never... never be stupid enough to reason with a group of weaklings, it won't make sense.

"Bai Ran, please bring Fellow Daoist Lin in..."

At this moment,

A gentle voice came from inside the wooden house.

"yes!"

Bai Ran came back to his senses, took a deep breath, then respectfully waved to Lin Feng, and introduced Lin Feng and Jiuyou into the wooden house.

Seeing this scene,

The group of cultivators outside the door all looked envious.

This is the so-called top powerhouse. Even someone like Situ Xun can't afford to offend him and is willing to open a back door for him...

Some people also looked worried.

Because during this period of time, more and more powerful people came to the Land of the Dead.

There used to be Jian Fei, who was third on the list of geniuses, and Saintess Tianyan, who was eighth, but now even Blood Mist King Lin Feng has appeared.

This all predicts that the next struggle will become more and more cruel and fierce!
Chapter completed!