"Dutian Star Formation?" Chu Feng murmured in a low voice.

Chu Feng, whose thoughts were silent within the system, seemed not to notice Jie Yin's expression at this time.

The corner of his mouth trembled slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Fellow Taoist, the apricot yellow flag in the central area has been given to you. I don't know if this seat..."

Only then did Chu Feng react slightly and slowly stood up.

The two of them, Yin and Zhunti, were overjoyed and were about to sit down when they saw Chu Feng patting the futon carefully, then picking up his sleeves and wiping them gently on the ground.

After about a quarter of an hour, he took the futon under his arms, ran to another place, pressed Taoist Tianluo on the futon, and stood comfortably with his hands behind his back.

When Jie Yin saw this, his face suddenly stiffened, he frowned and said, "Fellow Taoist, this futon..."

"ah!"

"I almost forgot!" Chu Feng innocently found a soft futon in the Najie, threw it to the receptionist, and said solemnly to the two of them: "Fellow Taoist, what did you say?

How can two people come to listen to a sermon without bringing something?"

"No, this is for you!"

Jie Yin was furious, this was not what he wanted.

"Fellow Taoist, how can you keep your word?"

"How come I don't mean what I say?"

"You said you wanted me to give up my seat, but I did?"

"Where did you give in?"

"You are standing there, my seat was originally my seat. I was worried that you might think it was dirty, so I wiped it down properly. Why didn't you give up your seat?"

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Zhunti: "..."

"You are shameless!" the two roared angrily.

Immediately, he rushed directly to Taoist Tianluo and yelled: "Get out of my way!"

Taoist Tianluo raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were filled with coldness, and he said coldly: "You want me to get out of here?"

"Who gave you the courage?"

It wasn't until this moment that the two of them finally understood that Chu Feng had directly tricked them.

Taoist Taoist Jieyin's face darkened, and an icy chill burst out from his eyes.

Chu Feng suddenly felt a pressure like the heavens pouring down from him, bombarding him, as if he was going to crush the whole world into pieces.

Jian's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his steps were light, and he hid directly behind Taoist Tianluo.

The next moment, the strange feeling around him suddenly disappeared, and the vast power dissipated the spiritual pressure from the guide.

The dark eyes were as cold as water, and the surrounding space trembled. The churning blood clouds spread out in all directions, and the majestic aura shocked the sky.

With one point of view, all the great power can be broken.

The faces of the powerful people around him were filled with respect.

Who is this person?

I have never heard of such power in all of my history.

How could he exert such terrifying spiritual pressure just by relying on such magical power?

For a moment, the surrounding space fluctuated.

There were blood clouds in all directions, surging like the sea.

"Who dares to hurt my brother!"

"I want him to die!" a loud shout suddenly came from the audience.

Taoist Jieyin suddenly felt his chest tremble and took half a step back. A stream of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

With endless horror in his eyes, he looked at Taoist Tianluo.

The other party is so strong?

Seeing this, Taoist Zhunti quickly stepped forward to help him, with a fearful look on his face.

"Lao Luo, you're awesome!" Chu Feng put his arms around each other and said with a smile. Even at this time, he even made a face at the guide.

Just kidding, that's someone who can compete with Hongjun.

Is it considered a shame to pick up a little guy?

When he led the Western Demon Clan, these two were not even born yet!

"Junior brother, this person is so tyrannical that we can only suppress him if you and I take action."

"It's an important matter. If Taoist ancestors come here, I'm afraid there will be no chance." Taoist Zhunti warned through a message.

The Taoist leader frowned, but he could only walk away.

The two of them approached Ancestor Hongyun and once again put on pitiful looks.

"Fellow Taoist, you see, we came here from the far west, and we were deceived by the juniors to get the best innate spiritual treasure. There is an apricot yellow flag in the center. I wonder if you, Taoist, can give us a seat and rest for a while!"

Ancestor Hongyun is a good old man.

Seeing that the two of them were in such a mess, they frowned and said, "Is one seat enough?"

"Fellow Taoist Kunpeng, how about you give up your seat so that we can rest together?"

Seeing such a scene, Chu Feng finally understood why Kunpeng was so cruel to Patriarch Hongyun.

If you say you are willing to give in, then just give in yourself. Not only will you give up the opportunity of being a righteous saint, but you will also give in to others.

This is somewhat unreasonable.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the two men, Demon Master Kunpeng snorted coldly, stood up and gave up his seat.

Chu Feng Lengyan looked at all this, with a stern smile on his lips, and murmured: "This ancestor Hongyun, if I were Kunpeng, I would also want to kill him."

"This is a big hatred!"

"What do you mean by this, fellow Taoist?"

Taoist Tianluo was quite puzzled and had a strange look on his face.

"If you give away your own things, you will give them away!"

"But the problem is, you not only want to give up your own opportunities, but you also want to give up opportunities to others."

"Do you think this is moral kidnapping?"

"Moral kidnapping?"

"..."

Obviously, Taoist Tianluo has not heard of this term of the 21st century.

Chu Feng sneered, with a hint of disdain in his eyes: "Why do you think Daozu Hongjun set up seven futons?"

"That is used to choose the position of saint."

"Such an opportunity was ruined by the words of Patriarch Hongyun?"

"If you were the demon master Kunpeng, wouldn't you hate him?"

"What's more, even if you don't want this opportunity, there is no need to involve others,"

"Although he and Demon Master Kunpeng are good friends, they cannot make decisions for others."

Taoist Tianluo frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Daozu set up a futon here, but no one knew his intention.

But Chu Feng could actually tell directly that this person was not a simple person. It was best to make good friends with him in the future, and never to make enemies with him.

At this moment, an extremely mysterious aura rushed over, and above the main hall of Zixiao Palace, cranes screamed in unison, and all the brilliance condensed here.

Taoist Hongjun is here!

Everyone stopped talking and said respectfully: "We have met Dao Ancestor."

"Um!"

The vast sound reaches beyond the sky.

The supreme power sweeps across the surrounding area.

"If there is any more noise in Zixiao Palace, I will definitely kill you!"

The coercion like the heavens pouring from the sky has imprisoned all the great powers here, making it difficult to move even half a minute.

This is the power of the saint.

At the same time, everyone was slightly shocked and looked extremely ugly.

Especially the two of them, Jie Yin and Zhunti, were even more frightened.

There is no doubt that Daozu was warning them.

Everyone bowed their heads and said in unison: "I will obey the law!"

Only Chu Feng and Taoist Tianluo sat on the futon and did not waver in the slightest.

"How about we say that all saints are just ants!"

"How else can I say that he is a saint of heaven!"
Chapter completed!