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Chapter 1918 New God and God Attendant

Above the newly renovated Kunxu City City Lord's Mansion, a black light flew from a distance and soon appeared in the sky above the City Lord's Mansion. The aura that only the Dark God Clan could feel escaped.

An Kun had already sensed the presence of the incoming person and rushed out immediately.

"grown ups!"

"Um!"

An Wushang, shrouded in darkness, nodded and glanced across the city lord's mansion, quickly fixating on Chen Feng, who was sitting calmly in the middle.

"Is it him?"

"Yes!"

An Kun quickly responded: "Sir, please be careful. Based on the judgment of his strength by his subordinates, he definitely has more than one fragment of the Dark God's godhead. Moreover, his cultivation level is not weak, and his subordinates have probably reached the peak of the first rank.

The realm of xuanxian."

"Oh? I didn't expect this to be a master!"

An Wushang showed a look of surprise and immediately appeared in the palace with An Kun. He looked directly at Chen Feng who was sitting in the front seat. After looking at him carefully, he showed a look of surprise.

"Who are you? Didn't An Kun say that you are the son of a cultivator? Why can't I feel the fragments of the godhead in you?"

Chen Feng looked down at An Wushang below and chuckled: "As the divine son of the Dark God Clan, you can't sense the aura of the divine fragments on my body. Don't you know the reason why?"

"Um?"

An Wushang's expression suddenly changed, and he thought of a possibility.

Chen Feng's cultivation level obviously cannot be higher than his own. So, the only explanation is that the fragments of Godhead on Chen Feng's body must be more than just two, at least three, to shield his own perception and prevent him from detecting it.

His details.

A godly cultivator who possesses at least three godhead fragments?

Thinking of this, An Wushang couldn't help but get excited on his face, as if Chen Feng in front of him was a peerless delicacy, waiting for him to enjoy it.

"I can't believe that you, a casual cultivator of the Dark God Clan, actually possess at least three fragments of the godhead. Even among the Dark God Clan, it is quite rare!"

An Wushang stared at Chen Feng and said with burning eyes.

"However, I heard that An Kun said that you want to see me? What? Did you hear about the reputation of this son of God and want to take refuge in me?"

Chen Feng was speechless. He looked at An Wushang, and through the power of the Dark God on An Wushang, he directly saw through all his details.

"Where did you get the courage to say such a thing? I surrender to you? Are you worthy of it?"

Chen Feng mocked unceremoniously.

"As a direct descendant of the Dark God Clan, with two divine fragments in hand, and with so many rich cultivation resources from the Dark God Clan, you are now only a second-grade Xuan Immortal, An Wushang, I am really ashamed of you, if I were

If you say so, you would have committed suicide in shame a long time ago. People like you really embarrass the Dark God Clan, do you understand?"

"you wanna die!"

An Wushang was immediately furious.

He, the majestic divine son of the Dark God Clan, has never been ridiculed and humiliated like this before. As a casual cultivator, Chen Feng, although his strength seems to be quite strong, is not enough to make An Wushang afraid.

As the direct son of the god, An Wushang still has considerable confidence in his own strength. Even if Chen Feng has at least three godhead fragments, he cannot be his opponent.

boom!

The next moment, his figure rushed directly towards Chen Feng. An Kun might not be able to tell, but he could clearly feel that there were only ten mysterious laws in Chen Feng's body at most.

In other words, Chen Feng was just a second-grade Xuanxian for the first time, so how could he be his opponent?

However, when his figure rushed in front of Chen Feng, an indescribable sense of crisis surged into his heart. Out of his instinct for crisis, he wanted to retreat, but unfortunately, it was too late.

boom!

A terrifying force burst out from Chen Feng's body.

At this moment, Chen Feng directly activated the Dark God's dharma body and merged with his own body.

Dark God Dharmakaya!

Now that he has reached the realm of the third-grade Xuanxian, even if Chen Feng has only integrated a hundred laws of the Xuanxian and can reach the realm of the third-rank Xuanxian, he is still a third-rank Xuanxian and an existence that surpasses the second-rank Xuanxian.

"Damn it? Third-grade Xuanxian? How could you be a third-grade Xuanxian?"

Feeling this terrifying power that surpassed him, An Wushang's expression changed dramatically, and he suddenly became panicked.

If Chen Feng had just entered the second level of Xuanxian cultivation for the first time, even if he had three godhead fragments, An Wushang felt that he still had hope to deal with Chen Feng.

However, Chen Feng's cultivation level has now directly entered the third level, which means that Chen Feng beats him in every aspect.

Even if Chen Feng didn't practice the powerful magic of the Dark God Clan, he could still suppress him or even kill him with just three fragments of his godhead and the cultivation of a third-grade Xuanxian.

Without any hesitation, An Wushang quickly retreated, trying to avoid Chen Feng's suppression.

However, since Chen Feng activated the Dark God's dharma body, it was naturally impossible to let An Wushang go.

He had been toiling in the Kunxu Mountains for so long just to wait for An Wushang to come over. How could he let him leave?

"The bloodline of the Dark God, suppress it!"

Chen Feng roared angrily, and the terrifying Dark God bloodline burst out, directly suppressing An Wushang to death.

Although An Wushang is a direct descendant of the Son of God, he has only mastered two fragments of the Godhead, and his cultivation level is only that of a second-grade Profound Immortal. How can he withstand Chen Feng's Dark God dharma body.

With three godhead fragments, the blessing of chaotic energy, and a hundred Mysterious Immortal Laws, Chen Feng's strength can completely sweep through the low-level Mysterious Immortals of the Dark God Clan. Even those Mysterious Immortals and Sons of God will be defeated by Chen Feng.

The wind blows.

Because a direct lineage god son who can possess more than three godhead fragments cannot be so weak in cultivation, unless he is a casual cultivator god son. However, casual cultivator god sons like Chen Feng, who have three godhead fragments, are also very rare.

Without enough resources, the casual cultivator of the Son of God cannot grow up at all, and naturally it will be difficult to defeat other Sons of God and plunder fragments of the Godhead.

Chen Feng's existence was obviously a strange technique, but his greed for the fragments of the godhead made An Wushang ignore the abnormality of the situation at hand and rashly attacked Chen Feng, which ended up putting himself in a dangerous situation.

boom!

With a loud noise, An Wushang was stepped down by Chen Feng. Under the suppression of his bloodline, An Wushang could not struggle to escape. His eyes were full of unwillingness and he stared at Chen Feng: "You,

Who are you, the direct son of God, and you pretend to be a casual cultivator to plot against me, don't you feel embarrassed?"

"I said, I am a casual cultivator. There is no need for me to lie to you about my identity."

Chen Feng said calmly.

Of course, what he said is not wrong. According to the judgment standards of the Dark God Clan, he is indeed the divine son of the Dark God Clan.

.

"As for you!"

Chen Feng leaned down and stared into An Wushang's eyes: "Give you a chance, and in the future, among the new gods, you will be placed in a high position!"


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