There are layers of gray mist, endless.

The smell of death is so pervasive that when people step into it, they can't help but feel uneasy.

However, the sound of the sword chant just now seemed to still echo in my ears, and the aura of the holy soldier also remained in the gray mist, constantly attracting people's hearts.

Money moves people's hearts, but benefits blinds them.

Of course, ordinary interests are nothing to geniuses. Only interests that are large enough can make people excited and act on them.

Just like Chen Feng.

Are there any holy swords in the Chen family?

there must be.

If you want it, you just have to ask and you can get it.

But Chen Feng never spoke.

Nowadays, you can obtain holy weapons by your own ability, why not get it?

Continuous acquisition from within the power is internal friction; acquisition from the outside is external growth.

Only through continuous external growth can oneself and the forces within which he belongs will continue to grow stronger. Of course, this does not mean that one can only increase externally and not consume internally. If there is no internal consumption of resources to improve oneself, how can one grow externally? What is the meaning of external growth?

Where?

Everything must be done in a controlled manner.

In addition, it also depends on personal preference.

In the Chen family, Chen Feng’s previous cultivation had consumed an unknown amount of the Chen family’s cultivation resources. Added together, it was enough to equal the consumption of some ordinary cultivators for decades or even hundreds of years. How astonishing.

If we don’t have the foundation of the Chen family, how can we support it?

Frankly speaking, the Huntian Sect's resources simply cannot support it.

With these resources, Chen Feng's cultivation is still at the Ning Zhen realm and has not yet reached its true limit. The reason is that Chen Feng's foundation is too strong.

From the body-forging realm to the divine wheel realm, each realm breaks the limits and opens up the three great secrets of essence, energy and spirit.

He has created the body of gods and demons, which contains powerful body refining techniques such as the Huntian Sword Body, the Immortal Star Body, the Yuansha War Body, etc., and then melts it into itself with the power of the three major destiny to further strengthen its foundation.

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This foundation is unparalleled in history.

The foundation that transcends ancient times and the present also brings about a sharp increase in the difficulty of cultivation.

Originally one resource could lead to promotion, but now one thousand resources may not lead to promotion.

Therefore, sometimes we cannot completely rely on the forces behind us. When it is time to rely on our own efforts, we must also rely on our own efforts.

Gray mist billowed in the air, wrapping Chen Feng's body with a strong sense of death, constantly intruding.

However, Chen Feng did not resist.

Instead, it refines the death aura that invades the body by itself, strengthening the body of gods and demons little by little.

"This kind of breath..."

Chen Feng frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with a sharp cold light, and he was a little surprised and uncertain.

The gray mist was filled with a faint black aura, which made Chen Feng instinctively feel something ominous.

That kind of ominousness seemed full of malice.

Indescribable.

For the first time, Chen Feng thought of the thousand-meter monster that emerged from the ground in the ancient battlefield. The aura on its body was extremely vicious and powerful, but it also contained a hint of malicious ominousness.

That kind of malicious intent left a deep impression on Chen Feng.

It was a kind of malice towards living beings, no...not just malice towards living beings, but like malice towards everything.

For a moment, Chen Feng was extremely vigilant.

Instinctively I felt something was wrong.

A scream suddenly came from the depths, and just as I remembered it, it stopped suddenly.

Chen Feng's eyes were focused, and he stared away as sharply as a sword, but it was difficult to see through. His spiritual thoughts were permeated, but they were also disturbed and could not get far away from his body.

Here, the limitations are obvious.

"interesting……"

With a secret voice, Chen Feng's eyes flashed with a sharp cold light, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he continued to step forward.

Be vigilant to the extreme.

The sword is in the sheath, hidden and silent, but the power flows and circulates between itself and the sword. Once it is taken out of the sheath, it will be shocking.

Not long after, a figure flashed and approached, and Chen Feng's eyes narrowed.

Weird roars kept sounding, like the roar of some kind of beast.

The human figure appeared, staggering in a strange posture, but in an instant it exploded with astonishing speed, and it attacked like lightning, accompanied by a dead and desolate aura of decay.

The sword light flashed and the sword sounded melodiously.

The figure immediately flew out and was chopped into two pieces.

However, Chen Feng did not see any blood. He flashed and appeared where the two corpses were cut off. There was no trace of blood, they were dry and with a strong smell of decay, as if they had been dead for a long time.

"Help me...save me..."

There were panicked sounds, and someone was running from the other direction. When they saw Chen Feng, they were like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, his eyes were bright, and he rushed towards Chen Feng screaming.

One after another, roars and roars came continuously.

I saw several figures chasing and killing them quickly.

Chen Feng drew his sword.

The sword light flashed, and the gray mist was immediately split open, along with those weird figures. They were broken in half with one sword, and the corpses fell into the distance.

"Thank you for your help."

The man immediately straightened his messy robe, bowed his hands to Chen Feng, and said sincerely.

"Do you know what that is?"

Chen Feng sheathed his sword and asked.

"Sir, that is a ghoul, but I don't know how it came here, but this thing will attack when it sees a living person." The man said quickly, his face turned pale and his eyes were frightened.

No valuable information came out of the inquiry, so Chen Feng took another step.

"Your Excellency... Your Excellency, please wait for me..."

The man wanted to hug his thigh, but Chen Feng didn't give him a chance. He blinked and disappeared into the gray mist.

"Pooh……"

After spitting out a mouthful of phlegm, the man stared at the surging gray mist with doubts in his eyes. Finally, he decided to withdraw.

However, when he started to move, he couldn't distinguish between east, west, north and south, and he didn't know which direction he was leaving.

…

"Amitabha, evil obstacles, look at the powerful Vajra Palm of the poor monk."

A voice filled with compassion but also containing domineering power sounded, and the golden Buddha light filled the air, blocking out the gray mist of death. He raised his palm, filled with golden light, and blasted out directly as if it were made of diamond, immediately blasting away the corpses in front of him.

The ghost flew away, and its skinny body suddenly fell into pieces.

"Master, let's fight out together."

Beside them, other people shouted and attacked without mercy, repelling and killing the corpses coming from all directions.

But there seemed to be a lot of ghouls in the gray mist, and it seemed like they couldn't kill them all.

Everyone could only form a circle back to back to resist together.

"There are too many damn things, what should I do?"

"Don't worry, with Master Huizeng from Puji Temple here, we will be safe and sound." A man with a mustache said immediately.

"Amitabha." Master Huizeng, a young monk, had ten thousand words in his mind and didn't know how to say them, so he could only recite the Buddha's verses orally.

The sword light suddenly flashed.

Several corpses were immediately cut off.

The sword light flashed again, the gray mist was cut open, and the corpses were killed one after another.

The sword light was filled with wisps of starlight. It was magnificent, sharp, and extremely powerful. All the corpses could not resist it in the slightest.

But it was Chen Feng who stepped forward with a sword in his hand, invincible and pushing everything aside.

After glancing at this group of people, Chen Feng did not stop at all and continued walking in the direction where the sword roar came from before.

"Donor, please stay."
To be continued...