The first thousand two hundred and twenty-one chapters are buried with genocide
"What's wrong with Li Hei?"
As soon as he emerged, Wang Feng ignored Gui Ming, whose eyes were spitting fire. Instead, he looked at Gui Yao and asked indifferently. There was no wave in his tone, and his face was extremely calm. But not only why, but everyone present felt that
A chill to the bone.
As strong as Gui Ming and other peak soul masters, their whole souls trembled, as if there was an ice sword hanging on their souls, and their backs could not stop feeling cold.
But what really made Gui Ming and many other strong men from the Ghost Tribe become pale was the many strong men brought by Wang Feng. Although Mo Yu and others did not exude their own aura, the gathering of many strong men in the realm of soul filled the air.
The breath that came out still shook the whole world, and the sky darkened, casting a layer of shadow.
"You...are you from the Shenxian Sect?"
Gui Yao was stunned for a moment, then seemed to remember something, looked at Wang Feng suddenly, and asked.
Apart from the Immortal Sect that Li Hei once mentioned, she really couldn't figure out who in this lost world would care about Li Hei, but she didn't expect that the Immortal Sect that Li Hei talked about would be so powerful.
With her cultivation level, how could she not sense the cultivation auras of the many powerful men around Wang Feng?
Wang Feng did not speak, but looked at Gui Yao indifferently. With that calm gaze, even Gui Yao felt a little pressure.
As if recalling the scene of Li Hei's death, two lines of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, and she said sadly: "Li Hei is dead, he died to protect me!"
After receiving Guiyao's confirmation, Wang Feng clenched his fists tightly, and wisps of blood slipped from the gaps between his fingers. His whole body felt like being struck by lightning, his heart felt like angina, and the anger like a volcanic eruption rolled in his chest and burst out all over his body.
A heavy and oppressive breath came out, and the whole world trembled inexplicably at this moment.
Although Wang Feng said nothing, everyone present could clearly feel the anger erupting from him. People such as Gui Ming and others felt their hearts tremble, and there was an inexplicable strong uneasiness in their hearts.
Not only Wang Feng, but also many elders and disciples of the Immortal Sect, as well as Sun Wukong, the ninth-generation ancestor of the Immortal Sect, all had their eyes spitting fire, and powerful anger rose into the sky. With them as the center, the area covered a million miles in radius.
The void was squeezed and twisted by this rage, and was torn apart in a manner visible to the naked eye.
Li Hei, an elite disciple of the Shenxian Sect, worked diligently and made great achievements for the Shenxian Sect and brought great fame to the Shenxian Sect. He is an older generation disciple of the Shenxian Sect, and a disciple personally recruited by Wang Feng, the master of the Shenxian Sect.
He was deeply favored by Wang Feng.
But now, in this lost world, Li Hei died unexpectedly. How could the many powerful men of the Immortal Sect not be angry? Extremely cold murderous intent swept out of them, and layers of ice crystals formed in the surrounding void.
Many powerful people from the Demon Race and Celestial Race felt the bone-chilling chill coming from around them.
Obviously, many people from the Immortal Sect were not as good as them in cultivation, but the chill erupted from many powerful people from the Immortal Sect made their souls tremble.
"Who did it?"
Wang Feng took several deep breaths to suppress the anger in his heart. At that moment, he wanted to destroy the entire Lost World and bury Li Hei with him. He would bury Li Hei with one world!
But he still did not lose his mind after all, and suppressed this idea. Every injustice has its own debtor, and he and even the Immortal Sect cannot bear the murder of a living being in this world.
Thinking about Wang Feng, he has encountered countless dangers since he came to this world, but so far, no disciple of the Immortal Sect has died. Even if someone dares to bully his disciples of the Immortal Sect, he will be punished by him ten times.
Repay it a hundred times.
It is precisely because of this that the Shenxian Sect is incomparably united. It seems huge, but it is twisted into a rope. There is no internal fighting or conspiracy against its own people like other huge forces.
Li Hei was the first disciple of his Shenxian Sect to die. If he didn't avenge his death, how could he, the leader of the sect, have the face to face so many disciples of the Shenxian Sect? How could he be worthy of the dead Li Hei?
"he!"
"This scum coveted me and sent people to capture me. I was no match for Li Hei. Later, in order to create an opportunity for me to escape, Li Hei tried his best and blew himself up!"
Gui Yao's eyes were red, he pointed his finger at Gui Ye, and roared with gritted teeth.
She finally got out of her closed heart, and finally found a man who was sincere to her, but before she and Li Hei could live a happy life, they were shattered by this damn guy.
Let me ask, how can she not hate?
If she didn't hate him, she wouldn't rush directly to this ghost tribe on her own to avenge Li Hei and seek justice for herself.
Hearing that Li Hei blew himself up and died, Wang Feng and many other powerful people from the Immortal Sect trembled all over, their eyes were red and almost bleeding.
Li Hei... died so tragically?
Wang Feng and others suddenly looked at Gui Ye, their eyes showing cold and murderous intent without any concealment.
Those pairs of red eyes, those glances full of murderous intent, made Gui Ye feel like he was on pins and needles. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably. His whole body felt a great pressure, as if he was being beaten one by one.
As if staring at death, an unspeakable fear could not stop rising in my heart.
"Wukong, destroy the clan!"
Wang Feng's plain and emotionless words resounded like a storm over the entire Phantom Tribe. Not to mention Gui Ming and many other strong men from the Phantom Tribe, even Gui Yao trembled all over.
Even Mo Yu and other powerful people from the Demon and Celestial Races felt their hearts skip a beat, but no one dared to say anything, let alone advise.
What a joke, Wang Feng is obviously angry now, who dares to ignite his anger? Even though Wang Feng’s cultivation level is not as good as theirs, the power that Wang Feng brings to the powerful people of the two clans is unprecedented.
"Monkey King, the great sage Qitian, the ninth generation ancestor of the Shenxian Sect, will destroy your clan today and be buried with the elite disciple Li Hei of the Shenxian Sect!"
Sun Wukong soared into the air, his thin body exuding a violent and arrogant aura, his sharp eyes glaring in all directions, and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel in his hand glowed with bright golden light!
"boom!"
As these words fell, violent momentum centered on him, sweeping across all directions. The whole world shook, and the void cracked open. It was unable to withstand the power of Sun Wukong. A vast sea of power swept out, pouring into his hands.
Ruyi golden hoop in the stick.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, the Ruyi Golden Cudgel instantly grew in size and soared straight into the sky, like a slender pillar supporting the sky. Sun Wukong clenched his hands and pulled up the Ruyi Golden Cudgel. In an instant, there seemed to be a force pulling out the Ruyi Golden Cudgel.
The power of Shanxi Qi is overwhelming, and golden flames are spitting out from his eyes, just like an invincible God of War looking down at the world!