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Chapter two hundred and ninety fifth soul flying away

In addition to being interested, if you have the chance, Mu Feng also wants these monks to be more peaceful.

At any era or stage, what you fear the most is the appearance of demons dancing around.

The sudden return of the strong will inevitably lead to a series of murderous crimes.

Because in their eyes, the lives of ordinary people are like grass.

Once this mentality grows, it will be as uncontrollable as weeds.

Mu Feng's previous threat did not allow Haizhou Province to be stable for too long. Their strong men returned one after another, so naturally they were ready to move.

Once this balance is broken again, they will rush into Haizhou Province again.

Therefore, if they want to be afraid, they must hurt them.

After driving for a few minutes, the outline of Renren Mountain in front of Mu Feng disappeared again, and a faint mist filled the surrounding provincial roads.

It's a ghost hitting the wall again.

Mu Feng sneered, and he opened the car door and walked out of the car.

The figures of two men in black appeared on the side of the provincial highway again. The first man in black looked at Mu Feng who was walking out of the car and laughed: "We are lucky, and another casual cultivator is here."

They set up the Yin-gathering Array here. In a week, this incident had already been spread to all the immortal cultivation sects.

This battle is also the first large-scale battle against the overlords of the four major provinces, which attracted many monks to watch. Their mission is to snipe past cultivators and warriors.

"This person's breath feels quite familiar."

"I feel it when you say it."

"It seems to be the young man in the RV yesterday."

"They look different. Could it be that they are from the same school?"

The two men in black felt confused about Mu Feng's second arrival.

Before, they felt that the way Mu Feng's spiritual energy operated was very orthodox, so they were worried that Mu Feng would become famous.

"I don't care about him. I've let them go once. Now that it's automatically delivered to the door, that's what God wants."

"I can't care about so many things anymore. The war begins soon. Our number of copper corpses is still not enough! That's him!"

But at this time, they had no scruples.

The second man in black smiled and instantly turned into a black mist and rushed towards Mu Feng.

"I can't help it this time." Mu Feng sneered in his heart and stood quietly at the door of the car.

"call!"

Soon, the black fog suddenly enveloped Mufeng. In the black fog, a shrill voice that made the scalp numb sounded: "Friend Taoist, the road is vast, do you want to reach the sky in one step?"

"I think about it." Mu Feng raised his head and smiled.

"Then you stand there and don't move, and don't turn on the spiritual shield. I will give you a great fortune now." There was a hint of seduction in the voice.

"Okay." Mu Feng stood obediently.

Seeing Mu Feng so easy to deceive, Black Mist's body was overjoyed. He immediately controlled the endless black fog and suddenly enveloped Mu Feng's body.

The black fog was desperately trying to squeeze into Mu Feng's body, but no matter how hard they tried, Mu Feng's skin was like cast from steel, which was hard to get into the slightest.

"What?" Hei Wu immediately noticed something was wrong. He wanted to leave Mu Feng's body, but he felt an extremely powerful suction suddenly coming from Mu Feng's body.

"Why? Aren't you going to give me a great fortune?" Mu Feng's mouth looked grim.

Mu Feng slapped his right palm on the black fog. With a puff sound, the black fog quickly condensed and turned into a dying man in black.

Mu Feng directly hit his life gate with this palm.

"You, who are you?" The man in black looked at Mu Feng with a pale face.

Mu Feng pinched the man in black's throat and said grimly, "When he arrived at the underworld, the king of the Hades asked, you said he died at the hands of Mu Feng in Haizhou."

"You, you are the number one person in Haizhou, Mu Feng?" The man in black shouted with a begging voice: "I, I, I, I am willing to apologize."

"Apology?" Mu Feng sneered: "If the apology is useful, what else do I need to do?"

After Mu Feng finished speaking, his fist was like a gust of wind, hitting the man in black heavily.

His punch instantly knocked the man in black into a deep pit.

The man in black is only at the third level of the false alchemy realm. His previous underestimation of the enemy has caused him to suffer severe damage. Mu Feng's punch completely killed him.

As soon as the man in black died, his soul broke out and shot into the distance.

"Hmph!" Mu Feng twisted a stone casually, wrapped a trace of spiritual energy and shot it at the soul of the man in black.

"Puff!" The stone easily shattered the soul of the man in black.

At this time, another man in black who was still standing outside the provincial road was stunned. He really didn't expect that his senior brother would be beaten to death, and even

There is no chance to take over the body.

This young man who only has the cultivation level of Qi Transformation Realm is really too cruel to take action and does not give his senior brother a chance to fight back.

Once you take action, you will be a killer move.

Although they were far apart, he could hear what Mu Feng said clearly.

He murmured in a low voice: "So he is the number one man in Haizhou Mu Feng! This account will be settled slowly with him in the future!"

Mu Feng threw the body of the man in black to the ground and shouted loudly: "If you don't let go, I will destroy your broken formation."

The sound of the wind constantly echoes in the wilderness.

After a few breaths, the fog spreading in the provincial road quickly dissipated, and the outline of Renren Mountain was once again clearly visible.

Mu Feng returned to the car and drove to Renmin Town.

When he arrived in the town, Mu Feng found that there were many monks and warriors on the road. The battle for Jiangnan Province attracted a lot of people.

"Brother, you are here to watch the battle too?" Mu Feng asked, as soon as he parked the car, a monk standing by the roadside.

"Yes." Mu Feng nodded, and the monk smiled politely: "Our cultivation is similar. How did you pass through the Yin Gathering Array?"

The cultivation level of this cultivator is only at the fifth level of Qi Transformation Realm, one level higher than Mu Feng.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "They may think I'm insignificant."

"Is that true?" The monk's eyes were still full of doubt.

From Mu Feng's breath, we can see that Mu Feng is not a demon cultivator in the Eight Realms, and he does not have the aura of the natal spirit stone of the monks in the Jiuzhou Realm.

Obviously, this is a casual cultivator stranded in China.

Few casual cultivators like Mu Feng who have no inheritance can pass through the Yin-Gathering Array safely.

Most warriors and casual cultivators detour the back mountain of Renmin Mountain and take a long way to enter Renmin Town.

Many uninformed warriors have turned into the dead souls of the Yin Gathering Formation.

The people from the Heavenly Demon Clan and the Dragon Demon Clan set up this Yin-gathering formation, on the one hand, to attract lonely ghosts with hundreds of miles of radius, and on the other hand, to attract curious warriors and monks to watch the battle. They can also use this to kill warriors, increase the power of the formation, and at the same time refine some copper corpses with amazing combat power.

This kind of method has long been commonplace, and no one will say anything.

Nature's prey on the weak is an ordinary thing.
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