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Yan Feng looked at the butcher who was lying in front of him and did not dare to move at all. As he listened to the butcher's words bit by bit, the cold light in his eyes became even colder.

It turned out... it was not the order that this Holy Son-Shen directly issued to him.

Instead, a Shengzishen released something similar to a reward!

The Three Saints of the Blood God Sect are so famous that the news is like the wind, and it soon swept across the killing realm for thousands of miles.

Yan Feng’s appearance is not a problem, just a phantom is needed to make people familiar.

And this reward means very simple. Whoever can kill Yan Feng, his Holy Son Shen will guarantee that the man will enter the first thousand alive!

Perhaps this is nothing to Yan Feng, nor is it attractive to the other six holy religions, and even some children of first-level sects are disdainful.

But for second-order or below second-order...this is different.

If you kill one person, you can safely enter the first thousand. Moreover, the person who offers a reward is just a cave. With the name of Sheng Zishen, this will definitely not be a blank check.

With this equivalent code, naturally some people will be happy to do it, and this butcher is one of them.

But he regrets it now... he regrets that he shouldn't have lost his brain.

Shengzishen said it clearly in the reward that it was a cave heaven. This is indeed true. Yan Feng is indeed a cave heaven realm, but Shengzishen never said... How powerful is this cave heaven?

Yan Feng stood up after hearing the butcher's words.

"That's all!" The butcher lay on the ground, his body trembling slightly, and he looked up at the expression on Yan Feng's face.

"Where is Shengzishin now?"

Yan Feng asked lightly, "Grievances will be repaid..." Since this Holy Son Shen treated him like this, if he did not give him some gifts, wouldn't he seem too unpleasant enough?"

"The news, the news came from the other side of Shengming Mountain!" the butcher replied quickly.

Shengming Mountain... Yan Feng knew that in this place, those who enter the killing realm would be scattered on the edge of the killing realm, and the center of this killing realm was a mountain, which was called Shengming Mountain.

Every hundred years of Demon Saint Ceremony, a demon soldier appears on the top of Shengming Mountain. This demon soldier was released by the Demon Lord himself and is extremely powerful.

If you get this thing, it will be enough to sweep the great powers and stand out with the first place in points.

In addition, there is also a potential rule that people who often seize this thing can eventually become disciples of the Demon Lord.

In the nine Demon Saints ceremony that have been here so far, the Demon Lord has accepted three disciples in total. These three disciples are not all the first place, but without exception, they all seized the demon soldiers on the Shengming Mountain in the killing realm!

Therefore, for the children of the Six Saints Cult and those dark horses who hide their strength, it is no problem to enter the first thousand. What they are fighting for is not a bullshit ranking, but the demon soldiers on the top of Shengming Mountain! It is the glimmer of hope to become a disciple of the Demon Lord!

If you guessed correctly, the children of the Six Saints Church have aimed at the demon soldiers from the beginning, and from the moment they entered the killing realm, they have all headed towards Shengming Mountain.

As for points, just kill dozens of them on the way.

After figuring out these things, Yan Feng glanced at the butcher, and a slight finger fell down. A sword energy condensed from his fingertips, and in an instant it rushed into the butcher's body. The butcher suddenly started to wail.

A sword energy cut off the cultivation level in his body by ten. The aura at the peak of the Nine Palaces instantly dissipated and fell into the cave heaven. Before it stopped, it fell straight to Lingxu before it stopped. The butcher lay on the ground, and the sky of the wind and snow was sweating profusely.

Yan Feng's sword energy directly cut off his path to promotion.

Lingxu’s cultivation level depends on luck whether he can go out alive.

"This time you're spared your life. If you want to go out alive, find a place to hide and don't come out again."

Yan Feng left a sentence and went straight to the center of this killing realm.

Shengzi Shen... Yan Feng's eyes have murderous intent!

The butcher lying on the ground had no complaints at this moment. The people in the Demon Realm were all cruel and ruthless. He also knew very well that fate had been destined since the moment he was stepped on the ground.

Yan Feng just cut off his cultivation level and did not kill him. He was already burning incense in his heart.

If you lose your cultivation level, you can practice again. If you lose your life, you will have nothing to play with.

The butcher quickly got up and wanted to find a place to hide, but only a stick of incense had passed.

The butcher's body floated on the surface of the ice lake he had previously shattered, and his eyes were rounded as the shattered ice cubes drifted.

If Yan Feng does not kill him, it does not mean that others do not kill him. He has lost his cultivation and spiritual realm. It is really difficult to survive in the killing realm.

The entire killing realm is only a thousand miles apart, and there are 100,000 people entering the killing realm, that is, there are ten people within a mile...

There is a melee anywhere in the killing realm, and no one can guarantee whether he will suddenly appear and stab him with a knife.

Yan Feng has seen too many of these along the way. Before he knew it, the number on his push order had become Shi 3, and the ranking rose to 56,21.

These people who were killed by Yan Feng were all brought up to commit suicide. Without exception, these people thought Yan Feng was a shrimp and wanted to swallow Yan Feng, but they didn't expect... this shrimp was the real king crab!

Now that I have passed through the previous iceberg, Yan Feng is in a jungle, the plants and trees here are all black and towering, each tree is at least thirty feet high, with lush branches and leaves. People can't see any figures when they sneak in it.

At this moment, Yan Feng heard the sound of weapons slamming in his ears, and he slightly said, hundreds of feet away from Yan Feng, five people were fighting in a melee.

Yan Feng only looked at this melee and stopped paying attention to this kind of chaos. Yan Feng has seen dozens of things along the way.

But then there was a violent roar from the place where the five people fought. Even Yan Feng noticed the strength of this power and couldn't help but stare slightly.

The five people who still existed at the last moment have now disappeared... Perhaps to be more precise, they have turned into ashes.

The big trees within a radius of dozens of feet were also all of them with a broken waist. A man was wearing a blood-red brocade dress.

Yan Feng couldn't help frowning. This man's clothes were exactly the same as the Holy Son Shen in front of the killing gate!

Just as Yan Feng looked over, the man also looked at Yan Feng.

The two of them intersected their eyes in the air and looked at each other for ten breaths. Finally, the man in blood and brocade smiled faintly.

"In the Desert of the Holy Son of the Blood God Cult."

This sound came from Yan Feng's ears.

"My name is Feng Yan."

Yan Feng thought for a moment and also issued a name. Of course, the real name used in the Demon Realm is not used.

When the Holy Son Mo heard the name, he just smiled faintly and then left.

Yan Feng couldn't help frowning. The contempt in his heart was eliminated. He had entered the killing realm before, thinking that his strength comparable to the heavenly realm was enough to sweep across the same level.

However, although this Holy Son Mo has a peak in his cultivation, his strength is probably not inferior to the Heavenly Realm at all.

If the Holy Son Mo can do this, who knows if there will be more powerful people in the Six Holy Sects?!

Taking a deep breath, Yan Feng left again for a pilgrimage to Mingshan!

Shengming Mountain...is the place where all the strong men gather to compete!
Chapter completed!