Seeing this scene, he whispered in pain: "I deserve to die, I deserve to die...it's all my fault, damn the immortals! Damn it!!"

Clang!

A spark as big as a fist spattered from Xu Feng's back. Xu Feng just gave the captain a cold look. A red lightning shot out and blasted the man away. The captain was hit hard by the small dragon.

He vomited blood and his bones were shattered, but he was not dead.

Bang!

One punch knocked the other centurion to the ground, and a strong wave of fighting energy directly sent several of the surrounding corps commanders flying away, but soon they all struggled to get up, their red eyes again.

Rush forward.

Seeing this scene, Xu Feng's consciousness stirred, and an invisible wave suddenly radiated out and concentrated within a hundred feet in radius.

The corps commander and the Gouzhao tribesmen below the corps commander screamed in agony, fell to the ground in pain and were unable to get up, and finally fainted.

Almost the entire hundred-man team fell to the ground under the impact of Xu Feng's spiritual consciousness.

Xu Feng strode towards the place where Hook Claw Punishment was.

"Bang!"

The other centurion was stubborn enough not to faint, so he was punched on the ground by Xu Feng again. When he was about to get up, a big foot that looked like it was made of fine steel stepped him into the ground.

"What the hell is going on?"

Xu Feng frowned and asked Gouzhao Xing, who was unable to move and seemed to be in a daze.

The hook-claw punishment at this time was completely different from the previous one, without any gloominess at all, as if he had been awakened by Xu Feng's special music just now, and had escaped from some kind of "control".

And all these signs indicate that they should be controlled by the shadow man or the "fairy clan".

However, are there no traitors in the human race?

Xu Feng couldn't speculate with naive ideas, saying that he only wanted to know the truth from Gou Claw Xing.

If the immortals were really behind the scenes, then he really couldn't kill him.

Subjective intention is one thing, being forced is another.

"It's all my fault... It's all my fault... It's me who harmed my tribe... It's me who harmed my tribe..."

What made Xu Feng a little speechless was that the hook-claw torturer seemed to have lost his mind and could only mutter, without any reaction to his questions.

Xu Feng shook his head and simply asked the immortal clan.

Kicking the other centurion of the hook and claw department, Xu Feng stunned him. Xu Feng stepped past the hook and claw punishment and walked towards the strange formation that continuously absorbed blood and blended into the ground. Since the shadow man was hiding and could not come out,

Then Xu Feng simply lured him out.

If he hadn't wanted to reveal his power of consciousness in front of this suspected immortal clan, this would most likely expose his identity.

Almost no one knew about Xu Feng's entry into the wilderness, but he was not sure whether the immortals here were connected to the immortals in the Xuan Realm, so he could only keep it a secret.

Standing in the dense forest, Xu Feng looked around, and with a sneer, he walked directly into the formation arranged by the shadow man.

Whoosh!

The next moment, Xu Feng suddenly woke up as if he had been in a dream. Looking around, he saw a world covered in white mist.

There was white fog everywhere and nothing could be seen.

Only faintly, there were waves of overwhelming sounds in his ears, and a slight feeling of dizziness followed. It seemed that there was a voice whispering in Xu Feng's heart, telling him to give up the stubborn resistance in his heart.

There seemed to be something gently rubbing and humming in Xu Feng's ears.

The magic sound captures the soul. Xu Feng is very familiar with this sound.

Sure enough, they are immortals.

In this case, I will play with you to the end.

In the dense forest outside the formation, Gouzhao Xing slowly raised his head and looked forward. In his eyes, Xu Feng's soul had been captured since he walked into the formation. He remained motionless and his expression was sluggish, unlike other members of his clan.

Just like those strong masters.

He could feel the qi and blood in Xu Feng's body constantly pouring into the underground formation, and Xu Feng's vitality was gradually dissipating.

Seeing this scene, the sadness in Gouzhao Xing's eyes became more intense, but he remained motionless, showing despair.

"How can the human race defeat the immortal clan... The immortal sect is vast, the immortal clan is countless, and they are endless to kill. The blood will always dry up... the hot blood will always cool down...

The human race has no way out...it's gone..."

Little did he know that in that vast expanse of white, Xu Feng was slowly walking forward, curiously observing the surrounding formations while gently fanning the floating white mist with his hand.

His face was calm, as if he was not affected by the confusing voice at all.

This is a land of spiritual consciousness, which leaves the physical body and enters a spiritual space created by this formation.

With the cultivation level of the shadow man, it should be difficult to arrange such a powerful and sophisticated formation. It seems that there should be a formation master behind this immortal clan.

At this moment, a golden light condensed out of thin air and carrying a violent roaring sound penetrated through the layers of dense fog and appeared in front of Xu Feng's eyes, piercing directly between his eyebrows. Its fierce force seemed to be mixed with the power of heaven and earth, making people feel surrendered.

meaning.

The strong sense of oppression and violent fluctuations in Yuanli made Xu Feng feel as if he was facing a powerful Taoist.

However, Xu Feng did not pay attention to this powerful golden light at all, but casually raised his hand and pointed towards the white mist somewhere behind him.

Click!

With a burst of sparks flying, a golden disk hidden in the white mist appeared out of thin air and was lightly tapped by Xu Feng.

Then, cracks appeared on the golden disc like glass, and it shattered with a bang.

"Pfft! Impossible!"

A sound of vomiting blood mixed with a cry of panic came from the white mist, making Xu Feng's lips curl into a sneer.

In the dense forest outside the formation, Gouzhao Xing suddenly raised his head, and saw Xu Feng, who had been motionless, suddenly raised his hand stiffly and mechanically, and a golden disk covered with runes suddenly condensed out of the air.

The next moment, it was crushed directly by that finger!

His mouth opened in shock, with a look of disbelief on his face. He had seen the disc before, and even knew that it was the magic weapon of the fairy clan that controlled their people!

But even the leader of their Gou Claw Tribe never did what he saw before his eyes, and he couldn't even force the golden disk out of the air.

But this captain of the Cold Rain Division did it!

How is this possible?

Outside the formation, a black shadow slowly emerged. Looking at Xu Feng who was standing still, he said coldly: "Interesting, you can resist my soul-stirring fairy sound and at the same time find the location of the control panel in the formation. Hehe,

It’s a good material for refining clones.”

As he spoke, the shadow man's hand movements changed, and countless pale golden rays of light condensed towards him from all directions, and a domineering and sharp intention emerged around him.

This fluctuation and momentum of Yuanli are close to the peak of the Immortal Clan's Immortal Yun Realm. It is comparable to the peak cultivator of the Human Clan's Yun Shen in the Xuan Realm. It is comparable to the human race's Bone Tempering Realm strongman in the Desolate Realm, but it is better than Han Yelan, who is in the initial Bone Tempering Realm.

Much more powerful.
Chapter completed!