Mu Feng's foot fell heavily, and his spiritual energy exploded. Mu Bei didn't even hum. His head cracked, turning into a headless corpse.
"What a ruthless and decisive guy!"
In the distance, Zhou Qian reluctantly raised his head to look, and saw Mu Bei being trampled to death by Mu Feng, feeling a chill in his heart.
Although Mu Feng's cultivation level was much weaker than his, he now felt strong fear and jealousy towards Mu Feng.
This guy was ruthless and showed no room for negotiation.
After all, Mu Bei is also a member of Mu Shen Mansion. He will kill whenever he wants. This ruthless and decisive character is really terrifying.
Yu Feihong and Jiang Ziyu were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and their hearts were filled with regret and fear.
Mu Bei was far superior to him in terms of status and strength, but Mu Feng didn't even blink when he killed Mu Bei, so he wouldn't hesitate to kill them.
After killing Mu Bei, Mu Feng made a secret with his right hand and used the Soul Resurrection Technique to pull out Mu Bei's soul and throw it into the bone flag.
Mu Bei's qualifications are extremely extraordinary, and he has also developed the Thunder King Body. His soul is naturally far more powerful than the ordinary mid-level Martial King, and can even rival a high-level Martial King.
Mu Feng will naturally not let go of Mu Bei's soul. After returning, if he refines it properly, his strength will definitely surpass the evil soul.
Of course, Mu Feng did not let go of the souls of Yan Feishang, Red Mi King Wu and Kuangdao King Wu, and they were all collected into the bone flag.
Mu Feng did not plan to directly search for souls here, but waited to find a quiet place to slowly search for Mu Bei's soul memories after returning.
After all, searching for souls is extremely dangerous. Once disturbed, your life may easily be in danger.
"Dead! Such a powerful Mu Bei died like this! This Mu Feng is really lawless!"
"This Mu Feng is too powerful. He can easily kill the third-level Martial King. Even Mu Bei, who is as strong as the fifth-level Martial King, is no match for him! From now on, in the entire Lihuo Kingdom and even other kingdoms, who else can suppress him?" Woolen cloth?"
"..."
In the distance, countless casual cultivators could not hear clearly the conversation between Mu Feng, Mu Bei and others because they were far apart, but they could see it clearly. Mu Bei's head was crushed by Mu Feng's kick, leaving him with no chance of survival.
At this moment, everyone looked at Mu Feng with not only awe, but also deep fear and fear.
"Little friend Mu! What are you going to do with this person?"
Yan Yuhuan fell from the void to Mu Feng's side, pointed at Zhou Qian not far away, and looked inquiringly.
At this moment, Zhou Qian was seriously injured, and his limbs were pierced by blood guns and were nailed to the ground, unable to move, like fish on a chopping board.
"Mu Feng! I am also acting under orders. The grievances and grievances of the various branches of your Mu Shen Mansion have nothing to do with me. Please let me go!"
Zhou Qian continued to struggle, his tone softened, and his eyes showed a pleading look.
He has been practicing for more than eighty years and has just reached the peak of the ninth-level Martial King. He is not far away from being a Martial Lord.
He has spent countless efforts to achieve what he has today, and he doesn't want to die here worthlessly.
Mu Feng's eyes flickered, and he keenly captured Zhou Qian's words.
It seems that Mu Bei's lineage and Mu Qingcang's lineage should be in opposition. The purpose of arresting him this time is probably to target Mu Qingcang's lineage.
"If you don't want to die, then become my slave! You will live forever and you will not betray me!"
Mu Feng looked down at Zhou Qian, his eyes were cold and his tone was majestic and unquestionable.
Zhou Qian's expression changed drastically. After all, he was at the peak of the ninth-level Martial King, and his status was so noble.
Now, to actually accept Mu Feng, a young boy who has just been promoted to King of Martial Arts, as my master, I naturally feel a lot of reluctance.
But he remembered Mu Bei's fate again in his mind. The latter bargained with Mu Feng, but was eventually killed without mercy by Mu Feng.
If he were the same as Mu Bei, his fate could be imagined.
Thinking of this, Zhou Qian hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I promise you!"
Mu Feng was startled. He didn't expect Zhou Qian to agree so simply.
neat.
He originally thought that Zhou Qian was at least the ninth-level Martial King at the peak of his powers and had his own dignity and confidence. It would probably take a lot of trouble for him to completely conquer him.
But unexpectedly, Zhou Qian had already agreed before Mu Feng used any means.
Mu Feng didn't think much about it. It was a good thing for Zhou Qian to agree so readily.
"Since you agreed to become my slave! Then relax your mind now, I will plant a slave mark deep in your soul!" Mu Feng said calmly.
"You know the slave seal?" Zhou Qian's pupils narrowed and he asked in surprise.
"Relax your mind, or you will die!" Mu Feng's face darkened.
Zhou Qian felt a chill in his heart, sighed, and relaxed.
Mu Feng's face was expressionless, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand came together and touched the center of Zhou Qian's eyebrows.
Zhou Qian groaned, and he could clearly feel that a strange power was being poured into his mind from Mu Feng's fingertips.
This power has some kind of chain that goes deep into the depths of his soul, binding and locking him tightly.
After ten breaths, Mu Feng withdrew his right hand, and a red pattern appeared between Zhou Qian's eyebrows.
"Zhou Qian, this is the slave seal! I will imprint it deeply into your soul! From now on, your fate is up to me and not up to God!"
Mu Feng put his hands behind his back and looked down at Zhou Qian lying on the ground indifferently.
"Yes! Master!"
Zhou Gan responded respectfully and sighed softly in his heart.
He knew that from now on, his life was no longer his, but Mu Feng's.
From the moment Mu Feng planted the slave mark, he could clearly feel that he had established some kind of connection with Mu Feng.
This connection is that of master and servant. If Mu Feng gives him any orders, he has to obey them, otherwise he will be counterattacked by the slave mark.
"Mr. Yan! You can let him go!"
After planting the slave mark, Mu Feng looked at Yan Yuhuan and said with a smile on his face.
Yan Yuhuan waved his sleeves and robe, and Zhou Qian's limbs were The bloody spears collapsed one after another.
Zhou Qian jumped up, knelt on his knees in front of Mu Feng, kowtowed three times, and said: "Master! If you have any orders in the future, I will do it for you no matter what, no matter how hard it is!"
"Get up!" Mu Feng said calmly.
Zhou Gan then stood up, bent over, and stood behind Mu Feng, waiting for Mu Feng's orders at any time.
"Little friend Mu! Your slave seal secret method is really magical. Can you teach me it?"
Seeing Zhou Qian become so obedient, Yan Yuhuan's eyes lit up, he couldn't help but rub his hands and asked a little embarrassedly.
"Of course you can! If it weren't for Mr. Yan's help this time, I wouldn't be able to conquer Zhou Qian!"
Mu Feng smiled casually and agreed readily. The Slave Seal method does not teach secret techniques.
Moreover, the main credit for conquering Zhou Qian was Yan Yuhuan, so Mu Feng would naturally not be stingy with the latter.
"What is recorded in this jade slip is the secret technique of slave seal!"
Mu Feng took out a jade slip and threw it to Yan Yuhuan. The latter took it and grinned: "Then I'm not welcome!"
"Old Yan! There is a very high-quality spiritual vein beneath King Wu's tomb. I plan to practice here for a while first!"
Mu Feng glanced at Yan Yuhuan and continued: "You take Concubine Luo and Senior Sister Xiyu back to Huang Gucheng first, and then I will join you after I have consolidated the realm!"
Hearing this, Yan Yuhuan nodded, took Concubine Feng Luo, Gu Xiyu and other four people and left the place in a stream of light.
He was not worried about Mu Feng's safety. Now that Mu Feng was protected by a master like Zhou Qian, no one could pose any threat to Mu Feng.
Mu Feng sacrificed the bone flag and released countless ghosts, covering the entire ruins of King Wu's Tomb.
"Zhou Qian! Follow me into King Wu's tomb!"
Mu Feng glanced at Zhou Qian behind him, said something, and led the latter into the ruins of King Wu's Tomb again.
In the distance, many casual cultivators wanted to enter the tomb of King Wu again, but when they saw the ghosts surrounding the tomb of King Wu and their eyes flickering, they gave up the idea.