With a roar, the mountain top trembled, the purple bamboo forest rustled, the leaves fell, and the peacock master disintegrated in mid-air!

Chu Feng's body seemed to be covered in a robe woven by the sun's rays, so radiant that if he looked directly at him, his eyes would be stung.

"Chu Feng, please stop!" The remaining members of the Peacock clan looked pale at this moment.

The golden ripples from Chu Feng's mouth just now rushed into the air and were not aimed at them, but even so, they almost fell to the ground, their bodies trembling slightly out of instinct.

Chu Feng stopped and looked at them calmly, but it still made several people feel unbearable pressure, as if they were facing a calm demon god.

"The king of our clan did not touch your parents. He just arrived at Yunluo Mountain at the right time and did not murder your family." The young prospective king of the Peacock clan said with a pale face.

"It just happened to happen? It's really easy to say. The people in Yunluoshan used my parents as a lure to set up a killing trap. The Peacock King appeared there. That's enough!" Chu Feng raised his right hand, exuding a crystal luster,

Just shoot forward.

In an instant, the mountain top trembled slightly, which was extremely depressing and almost suffocating.

"If you are still a human being and an upright hero, then go and fight the king of my clan. The premise is that you have enough confidence!"

The quasi-king of the Peacock tribe gritted his teeth and kept calm, saying this, knowing that he would not be able to escape unless the demon king stopped himself.

"Filial piety comes first. I am a very kind person and will never allow anyone to target my parents. What kind of heroic and upright thing should be done first and later? You are so obvious in provoking a general, are you looking for death? Or are you looking for death!"

Chu Feng looked indifferent and without any hesitation, he raised his crystal palm and pressed it forward. With a bang, the would-be king flew away, blood spurted from his mouth, and he died immediately.

The remaining masters of the Peacock tribe were all about to have their scalps exploded. They were shocked, angry and frightened. This man was determined to destroy them.

Behind the scenes, the people with the Bodhi gene showed strange expressions. This demon king claimed to be kind, but he killed people with just a raise of his hand!

"Holy Monk, save us!" The remaining members of the Peacock Tribe did not dare to spread their wings and escape, and looked at the skinny old monk with a light golden luster.

The old monk is over a hundred years old and is known as one of the descendants of Sakyamuni and the strongest king of Bodhi gene.

"Amitabha." The old monk chanted the Buddha's name, and the light golden light gradually grew on his body.

Chu Feng turned around, looked at the old monk, and said: "Someone is trying to touch my parents. I am here to solve the trouble. If you want to stop them, you are declaring war on me!"

The old monk is compassionate, but if he really wants to stop it, he will make the devil go crazy, and all the strangers from the Bodhi gene will be buried with him.

He understood Chu Feng's intentions. He knew that the Peacock King was difficult to offend and was known to be invincible, but he still wanted to come and kill his clan members as a warning to others!

The old monk knew that if Chu Feng suppressed the killing forcefully this time, withstood the wrath of the Maurya King, and survived this disaster, no one would dare to touch his relatives again.

Who wouldn't be afraid of such a demon king who, in a fit of rage, would even kill the invincible Maurya King's clan members?

"King Chu, you are too domineering." Another magnificent ancient temple opened, and two people walked out of the courtyard.

The person who spoke was a black-haired man with strange eyes, as if covered with a faint layer of black mist, and he was also dressed in black.

Next to him was a woman with long pale blond hair, emerald eyes, and fluffy ears, like a cat demon.

When Chu Feng saw the two of them, he guessed that they might be members of the Golden Crow King and Nine-Life Cat King.

He glanced at the two of them indifferently, and then directly attacked the remaining three Peacock clan masters. With a bang, the punch hit them, and the divine light surged, covering an area of ​​100 meters.

Bang bang bang!

The last three people flew out like rag bags, with hatred and unwillingness to end their lives.

There was silence.

Chu Feng said coldly: "What does tyranny mean? Back then, the Peacock Tribe kept sending experts to Shuntian to kill me. When I first arrived in Kunlun, some Peacock Tribe experts also asked the Woodpecker King to kill me for no reason, just because I was not right to them.

If you bow down and kill me, you are being overbearing. Today I am coming to settle a grudge and settle the matter with the Maurya King. If you think you are being overbearing, that's okay."

The man in black is indeed a member of the Golden Crow King's tribe, but he is still far from the Golden Crow bloodline. It's just that the crow has transformed into a human form and is now a quasi-king.

He looked coldly and said: "King Chu, you can be considered a master, but you act too unscrupulously. You must know that no one can be truly invincible."

Chu Feng said: "Although the Golden Crow King also came all the way south from Mount Tai this time and wanted to kill me, he did not target my parents. Therefore, even if I climb Mount Putuo today, I will not target your clan. I will kill your clan if I want to.

King, please take care of yourself."

As soon as these words came out, even the old monks of the Bodhi Gene clasped their hands together and chanted the Buddha's name. Chu Feng was so powerful that the Golden Crow King was also his hunting target.

As for those strangers, not to mention, my heart was throbbing, and I never wanted to be an enemy of this demon-like man in my life.

The young man in black had cold eyes. Seeing several people from the Peacock tribe dying in front of his eyes, he felt aggrieved, but he did not dare to stop them.

He called him by his name directly and said in a cold voice: "Chu Feng, you must know that the Golden Crow King, the Peacock King, and the Nine-Lived Cat King are all in the same spirit. If you dare to be so domineering today, be careful of the consequences in the future."

Chu Feng's Huo turned around and looked at him with an intimidating aura, saying: "I said I won't target the Golden Crow clan this time, but this is not a promise, nor does it count as giving you a talisman. You, a little quasi-king, dare to say that

With threats, acting recklessly in front of me, you are seeking death!"

boom!

Chu Feng made a fist seal and threw it forward.

"You, ah!" the man in black yelled, trying to escape. As soon as he turned into a crow and spread his wings to the sky, he was shot down again.

There was fear and regret in his eyes, his eyes gradually lost sight, and the crow's body was torn apart.

Some of the blood fell on the blond woman from the cat tribe, causing her to scream and quickly retreat, fearing that Chu Feng would also kill her.

In front of the thousand-year-old temple, there are long bells and endless Zen chants, but they can't hide the chilling atmosphere of this place.

Chu Feng took a step forward and walked towards the gathering place of the Peacock Clan. Behind the ancient temple, there was a purple bamboo forest full of spiritual energy, suitable for birds to live in.

However, the place has long been empty, only the few peacocks left, and the rest have already fled.

Chu Feng didn't say anything, it was enough to show his attitude.

If they really want to completely destroy their clan before killing the Maurya King, the Maurya King will definitely go crazy and take revenge regardless of the cost.

Chu Feng turned around and came back, facing the Bodhi Gene crowd, and then looked at the golden old monk, and said: "I want to know, when I was surrounded and killed by the kings, was Bodhi Gene involved?"

His sharp edge was revealed, and the aura of a peerless strong man filled the air, causing all the strangers around him to tremble and almost fall to the ground.

At this time, Jiang Luoshen behind him also turned pale and felt uneasy. For the first time, he felt the strength and terror of this familiar person.

Even the members of the Peacock King and the Golden Crow King would kill them whenever they asked, so why wouldn't they dare? Jiang Luoshen originally wanted to speak, but now his red lips were slightly open and he didn't say anything.

She suspected that if she stepped forward and said anything, she might be punched to death!

"The Bodhi gene did not hunt down the donor, and it is a pity that he was unable to rescue him." The old monk said calmly, with a calm look in his eyes.

Facing this descendant of Sakyamuni, an old monk with a golden body who was over a hundred years old, Chu Feng felt that the murderous aura in his body had dissipated a lot, which surprised him.

"If the donor doesn't believe it, the old monk can let go of his consciousness and let you judge."

The spiritual realm of king-level creatures is not easy to explore. If I am not willing, it will be difficult for others to break through.

The old monk is so calm, he must fully let go of his sea of ​​consciousness and let Chu Feng move.

He stretched out a finger, which was shining brightly, and pointed it towards the center of the eyebrow of the descendant of Sakyamuni. The old monk's face was peaceful, he smiled peacefully, and did not hide away.

When he was about to touch the forehead of the golden-bodied old monk, Chu Feng quickly withdrew his finger and said, "I believe in the master."

He was sure that this was the first time he saw the old monk. Among the people who surrounded and killed him, there was no descendant of Sakyamuni. He just didn't know if there were any hidden masters in the Bodhi gene.

Chu Feng had a certain fondness for the old monk and was not embarrassed.

"Are there any senior members of Bodhi Gene here?!" Chu Feng asked those strangers.

He really doesn't have a good impression of the people in charge of the big plutocrats. This time he was hunted in Jiangxi. Those plutocrats were even more ruthless than others.

"Yes." Someone finally answered, it was Jiang Luoshen, which was somewhat beyond Chu Feng's expectation.

Finally, several old men were "invited". Chu Feng was not polite and pointed his finger at their eyebrows.

These old men looked very ugly, but they also cooperated.

Chu Feng used hypnosis to explore their subconscious to see if anyone was against him.

In the end, Chu Feng found nothing and apologized to these people.

"I believe in the Bodhi gene for the time being." Everyone heard these words with mixed emotions, but many strangers finally heaved a sigh of relief.

They were really afraid that the higher-ups had targeted Chu Feng. If they were found out, today's Demon King Chu would definitely go on a killing spree to wash away the Bodhi gene.

However, people also understood that Chu Feng did not fully believe in the Bodhi gene. He was hunted by the plutocrats and did not like him well.

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The oldest temple on the top of the mountain, every brick and tile exudes ancient meaning and is engraved with the traces of time, as if it has experienced the vicissitudes of life and the changes in ancient times have been so long.

It is very old and could collapse at any time, but it is the center of the entire construction area.

Chu Feng stood in the temple, staring at the statue. He stood here for a long time without moving.

Under the setting sun, next to the ancient temple, there is a bronze hall with a big bell hanging, which rings slowly.

Chu Feng finally walked out, strolling gently among the ancient temples in the red sunset.

He was extraordinarily peaceful, in a peaceful state of mind, without joy or worry. He temporarily put everything aside, and amidst the sound of bells and sunset, he purified the last ray of evil spirit in his heart.

He sighed softly. He had been too murderous in the past two days. He had traveled thousands of miles across the country, beheading black tangs, killing group kings, annihilating the Canglang Clan, and slaying the Peacock Clan. There seemed to be a raging anger in his heart that kept surging.

Only now did he calm down.

In the temple, listen to the monks chanting sutras and listen to the roaring of the thousand-year-old bronze bells, which can cleanse the mind and eliminate the anger.

He thought carefully, and since he started practicing Xingyi Quan, he has been focusing on sharpening his fisting intention and killing enemies from all directions along the way, which has led to the accumulation of murderous aura in him, which has become more and more powerful.
To be continued...