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Chapter 3455 Reckless Zhao Yan

 The huge Holy Yuan roared in, transforming into countless fierce gods and evil spirits, and the momentum was overwhelming.

With a swish sound, the Qingxiao Sword was unsheathed and slipped into Mu Feng's hand. With a slight stroke in front of him, all incoming attacks were cut off by the sword and slowly dissipated.

This sword quietly cuts through the space, and contains the power of the great avenue of space. If you have not yet understood the power of the great avenue, you will naturally not be able to stop it.

He looked coldly at the red-eyed people in front of him, looking like ferocious gluttons that wanted to swallow him whole.

The battle in the illusion was going on. Mu Feng was alone, but there were more than one phantom in the mirage.

But the biggest threat to him now is the dozen monks who are at the ninth level of the reincarnation realm. At their level, they still believe in gods, which is simply wishful thinking.

They have spent tens of thousands of years, but they have not been able to take the final step and advance to the supreme realm, but they place their hope on a so-called god. It is simply sad.

Mu Feng thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Gods are just a cover. There is no such thing as gods in the world. If you continue to persist in your obsession, I will no longer show mercy!"

The thick sound spread out, and his voice echoed throughout the mirage, ensuring that everyone could hear it.

When some people heard this voice, they began to hesitate and be afraid. After all, once Mu Feng took action, the strength he showed was beyond their knowledge.

But there are also people who are stubborn and believe that Mu Feng is just deceiving the public with his lies. As long as they become divine envoys, their power can even surpass Mu Feng!

Mu Feng had nothing more to say to these people and directly issued an order to kill without mercy on the phantoms in the mirage!

Mu Feng stood there and slowly raised his left hand. Deep in the mirage, there was a dark river flowing upstream, rushing into the sky, and then turned into a black rain and fell.

At the same time, he slowly pushed out his left hand, and a black mist filled the entire mirage.

This mist came extremely quickly and instantly enveloped the entire mirage.

Black Rain is naturally Xuanyin Black Water. This kind of heaven and earth spiritual water that can suppress people's cultivation can always play tricks in Mu Feng's hands.

The black mist is naturally the evil spirit. Although it is not poisonous, the evil spirit can make people violent and reduce their sanity. It can also make people weak and plagued by evil spirits.

The combination of the two is simply a match made in heaven, especially in Mirage, where everything runs according to Mu Feng's ideas.

After being contaminated by the Xuanyin Black Water and enveloped by the Yin evil spirit, the monk's combat effectiveness was immediately greatly reduced. Even if they had a numerical advantage, it was not a concern at all.

Mu Feng looked towards
He met a dozen monks at the ninth level of the reincarnation realm. Although they were also trapped in the illusion, they all seemed very calm.

Xuanyin black water and Yin evil energy cannot contaminate their bodies, so they will not have any impact on them.

There were even people already moving forward quickly in the illusion, heading in his direction!

In the blink of an eye, a person rushed in front of Mu Feng, and then punched him!

boom!

Huge power poured out, a roar suddenly rose, and the surrounding space was instantly shattered by a punch!

"Mu Feng, die!" He roared angrily and turned his body in the direction of Mu Feng.

But Mu Feng saw clearly that this person had his eyes closed the whole time!

Ordinarily, Mu Feng was within the scope of the mirage, surrounded by the mist of illusion. Even if he stood in front of others, others would not be able to see him at all.

But this person found Mu Feng's location accurately and with his eyes closed. He obviously had a very clever method.

Mu Feng looked at this person, waved his hand to dispel the fog of illusion in this place, and restored the place to its original appearance. At this time, the man slowly opened his eyes.

It seemed that this man was quite old, with a lot of white hair in his hair. He was wearing simple single clothes and had a resolute face.

"Are you Mu Feng? You look a bit more handsome than the one on the wanted poster. Unfortunately, you are too young. If you practice for tens of thousands more years, you will definitely become the strongest person in the Middle Kingdom!

"

The man did not hesitate to praise Mu Feng, his eyes full of appreciation.

Mu Feng couldn't help but smile and said slowly: "I have been practicing for less than a hundred years, so how can I say that I have been practicing for tens of thousands of years?"

When the man heard this, he immediately laughed: "Young man, you have to have some basis for your big words. The cultivation of the seventh level of the reincarnation realm has not been used for a hundred years?"

"That's the truth," Mu Feng said calmly, but he didn't want to dwell too much on this issue: "Old senior, I don't think you are a foolish person. Why would you rather believe in the so-called gods than in me?"

The man sighed and said slowly: "You are a wanted criminal in the Kingdom of God, and everyone will find you and kill you!"

Mu Feng suddenly laughed: "You believe it too?"

Although nine out of ten people who are wanted are not good people, Mu Feng has a clear conscience in doing things, and generally not many people pay attention to the wanted orders from the Kingdom of God.

Otherwise, there would be no such thing in the river of bones.

So many outlaws.

"Believe it or not, it's up to me," the man shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly, looking up to the sky and sighing: "I don't have long to live."

The problem of longevity is a problem that troubles countless monks. Due to qualifications or other reasons, the achievements that each monk can achieve are limited.

Therefore, lifespan is limited.

Although monks in the reincarnation realm can live for tens of thousands of years if they live casually, they will eventually run out of life. Even if they use more methods to increase their life span, it will only be a drop in the bucket.

If you don't break through the realm, you can only wait for your life span to run out, and everything will come to an end.

Therefore, Mu Feng has nothing to blame for the man's choice.

"Boy, you said that god is fake, do you have any evidence?" The man suddenly asked at this time.

Mu Feng frowned and said, "Not yet, but I'm here today to reveal his true colors. Look at that mighty divine light, but it's actually just a showpiece. It can be broken with just one poke!"

Seeing his confident look, the man suddenly became interested: "But those two divine envoys have truly been promoted to the ninth level of the reincarnation realm!"

"There are a lot involved in this," Mu Feng said calmly: "But if you want to get it, everything must come at a price. The holy water and holy pill they took is just a bluff."

"Those two divine envoys can't live more than three months. They are just like you, senior, and their life span is approaching!"

The man was stunned and quickly asked: "What is going on? Please explain it to me!"

The battle was fierce in the mirage, but they, an old man and a young man, were chatting with each other in a calm manner, as if they were from two different worlds.

Mu Feng saw that several other monks at the ninth level of the reincarnation realm were still trapped in the illusion and would not be able to get out for a while, so he was not in a hurry to deal with them.

"Senior, have you ever heard of a kind of elixir called 'Shou Dan'?"

"I've never heard of it!" the man said slowly, but as soon as he heard it he knew that this elixir was not a good thing. "You don't need to call me senior, my name is Zhao Yan. You can call me Lao Zhao, or you can call me Zhao."

"Master."

Mu Feng was shocked. He had heard of this name before. Zhao Yan was considered a special being among the top powerhouses of Kaiyang Divine Kingdom.

He is a casual cultivator and has never joined any sect in his life. To cultivate to this point, he has to work twice as hard as ordinary people.

However, his strength is also top-notch. He has been famous for a long time and is considered one of the legends of the older generation. However, unexpectedly, he does not look old and looks like a middle-aged man.

This person has a reckless attitude and values ​​​​love and righteousness. Mu Feng
It was only after entering Kaiyang Divine Kingdom that I learned that there was such a person.

It can be seen from the title that this person is really reckless. People have all kinds of nicknames, which sound resounding, but he always says the same thing.

"It turns out it's Master Zhao. I've admired you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come here." Mu Feng said with some regret.

"Time is not forgiving." Zhao Yan smiled, and then asked: "What exactly is this longevity pill?"

Mu Feng stared into Zhao Yan's eyes and said word by word: "Extend all your lifespan and activate all your potential. If you do it with others, you won't be able to survive more than a moment or three!"

Zhao Yan suddenly froze on the spot and murmured: "In this way, this person really does not have the means to break through to the supreme realm?"

"That's not necessarily true, because he has an extraordinary background. Maybe there is a way to help people break through to the supreme realm in a short time, but it doesn't require anything from you, Mr. Zhao." Mu Feng smiled lightly.

"How do you say this?" Zhao Yan looked at Mu Feng with interest.

"When I expose him, no matter what methods he has, I will force him to find out. Then Master Zhao will naturally know whether he has anything in his stomach." Mu Feng said.

Zhao Yan nodded slowly: "It's an idea, but how can I trust you? And what's the benefit of doing this?"

"Isn't the advantage obvious? I can make a friend like Mr. Zhao, and there are many people waiting for me to take care of them over there!" Mu Feng pointed behind him.

Zhao Yan understood immediately and laughed loudly: "You are an interesting kid. I will believe you just once. None of those old guys are good. They are all like me. They jumped over the wall in a hurry before they thought of looking for the gods."

"I help you deal with two of them, so I can repay your favor!"

Mu Feng immediately laughed. After a conversation, not only did he lose nothing, but he also gained an ally. It was a great deal.

The key is that Zhao Yan also felt that the gods' affairs were unreliable, so he was easily persuaded by Mu Feng.

Mu Feng waved his hand, and the mist in the distance opened several passages. On the other side of the passage were other monks at the ninth level of the reincarnation realm.

"Master Zhao, choose whatever you want."

Zhao Yan laughed loudly, pointed at an old man with a gloomy face and said, "It's just him. This guy has done many evil things. I didn't expect that he would come here. I just happen to be doing justice for God!"

After that, he walked directly towards the passage and disappeared into the mist.

Helping Mu Feng was just a matter of course. If things were really as Mu Feng said, he would have made a lot of money.


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