Chen Feng, who was still scared, quickly ran back to the Tianji group lobby, and ate three pots of cut noodles to suppress the shock.

It's okay tonight, Chen Feng was itchy, just like a little boy who got a new Ultraman toy, always thinking about playing with it for a while.

This eye-blocking technique is just open.

Oh, the body of the lame uncle No. 5 is haze, and it is not far from death, so I have to think about it.

Oh my, the number seven head was filled with smoke, and the whole sky-surge broom head was rushing.

Wow, this new No. 9, who has just arrived, is so naughty. I secretly tear my flesh and eat it.

“…”

Something is wrong with you.

Chen Feng's eyes were stunned, and his magical skills were swept towards Tianji Nine, who was smacking his lips.

The old man who looked timid and honest in his eyes in his eyes was already a different person at this time.

A unicorn fairy with black armor on her back, six legs, and jewels on her forehead.

My scattered scattered scattered... When did the demon enter the Soul-Suppressing Department?

Chen Feng's golden eyes saw through the body of No. 9, and he was full of doubts.

The choice of soul master looks casual, just satisfy two things, one is that the fate is strong, and the other is that the soul blood is left on the soul-suppressing monument.

There is nothing to say about the first one, but the second one will definitely prevent any demons, ghosts and monsters from coming to the trouble. With a photo of the soul-suppressing monument, you can make everything clear for you.

Then it is very unusual for this one-horned immortal to enter the Soul-Suppressing Division and become a Soul Master.

Is this intentional or unintentional?

Do the big guys of the Soul-Superior Division know?

The one-horned immortal demon is coming in and fucking him?

"Brother, let's have a good time." Chen Feng touched the bed No. 9, and bent his elbow and his eyebrows were dancing.

No.9's whole body froze, her face turned pale, and she couldn't speak very easily, "Brother...Brother Eleven, I'm still a daisy."

"???" Chen Feng felt a sense of disorder.

What's the thing?

Do you think you are good at drinking chrysanthemum tea?

"Bao, you're so beautiful." Chen Feng slapped No. 9 on the back of his head, slapping No. 9's head buzzing like a golden bell.

"I ask, answer, don't talk nonsense." Chen Feng hugged No. 9's neck and lowered his voice:

"Who sent you here? How did you get in? What's your purpose..."

Chen Feng and Zhu and Cannon were asked more than a dozen questions in one breath, which made No. 9 confused.

"What are you doing? I'm silly. I don't understand what you are talking about." No. 9's Dutch accent came out in a hurry, and took Chen Feng's hand and acted to leave.

Chen Feng could not let him leave like this. The hidden force in his hands continued to increase, and he pressed No. 9's back.

No.9 felt the strength of his hands on his shoulders and thought to himself, hey, damn human, don’t be too excited, I, the one-horned immortal, have nothing else, look at humans with brute force, and even the sixth-grade master can’t please me.

No. 9 immediately competed with Chen Feng, thinking while competing, "Shouldering a little bit, and the humanity was destroyed, and my identity was exposed."

I never thought that the more I tried, the more I felt wrong. The strength I had used, and the arms that were resting on my shoulders did not move at all.

Crack, No. 9's mouth twitched, and a muffled sound came from his body, and the spine collapsed.

Give you a face? No. 9's face turned aside. At the critical moment of life and death, how could he care about identity or identity? He immediately let out a whistle and showed the body of the Unicorn Immortal.

"Wow, everyone, come and play with bugs, what a big beetle." Chen Feng had been on guard against this hand for a long time. The body of the unicorn immortal was just half small, and the black carapace was not yet shattered, but he was slammed and smashed into a mess without any rules.

This guy grinned while smashing, and screamed, as if the thing that hit him was really the red soldering iron.

There is a lot of noise here, and the Soul-Suppressing Monument flashes warning.

When a group of fully armed Qiu Chen rushed to the Tianji Group's main shop, they were all stunned.

The Nine Man was gone, and there was a pool of mud with shells on the bed.

No. 11 raised his hands and looked innocent, "No. 9 is so weird. I want to save me. I never thought about it. Oh, I won't say it anymore. Looking at these messes, I feel nauseous."

It's really hard to judge whether it's weird or not.

Anyway, Chen Feng's big fist hit the one-horned immortal demon with only a few breaths, and no one saw the soul master who slept like a dead pig.

Even if I didn't see it so close, the ministers who came from afar were even more invisible.

I don't know how I died, but it can only be weird.

Anyway, such strange things are not weird in the Soul-Superior Division.

However, the Soul-Suppressing Department intervened in a monster, which attracted the attention of the superiors.

Someone from the Demon-Slaying Palace asked about the spirit.

This is the soul-stricken soul of the Soul-Suppressing Division, which uses the Spirit-Slaying Flag to clarify the whole story.

It is said that the soul master died in the Soul Control Department, and the soul didn't know where he went.

But this unicorn immortal is a monster, and it is not the case. He was immediately detained by the Soul-Suppressing Envoy.

The one-horned immortal demon soul was imprisoned by the secret technique and floated in the air in a daze. The demon-slaying flag pinched his fingers, muttering something, and before he could ask questions, he suddenly changed.

There was no sign of the soul of the one-horned immortal demon rushing out a loud whistle that echoed through the sky, and a ball of fiery red flames splashed on the sky.

This incident directly brought the insane one-horned immortal soul to the confused spirit.

"A wisp of demon king's soul will disperse, disperse quickly."

Before Xiaoqi could finish her words, her beard and eyebrows were floating cleanly, and she turned into a black faceless man.

Beidou University of Science and Technology was in turmoil, and the fiery red flames ran around, causing chaos in the Soul-Superior Division.

Taking advantage of the chaos, a vague shadow quickly crashed into the direction of the soul well.

Light and shadow produced several magic tricks, and rushed towards the soul well with red light all over his body.

Seeing that the light and shadow were about to rush in, the soul well licked out a white tongue without any warning.

That's right, it's the licking action.

With a loud bang, the light and shadow disappeared without even a bubble.

The big white tongue seemed to be still unsatisfied. She rolled up her tongue and drank the wind, and the flames ravaged the Soul-Suppressing Division were swept into the white vortex by it.

A crisis has become invisible, and the white vortex returns to calm, like a still or a moving one.

Some unnamed place.

Two horizontal lines as big as a river slowly opened and closed slowly.

"I think you will have a lot of years to jump around."

The faint voice was full of age, revealing a decadent low, and within a radius of thousands of miles, billions of monsters bowed their heads, shivering and holding back.

...

These have nothing to do with Chen Feng.

At this time, he was standing in front of the demon-slaying flag, looking at the darkness on his face like a diorama.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at how I can get pregnant?"

"Try another look?"

"Just try... forget it, you won."

Chen Feng spread his hands and leaned back with his palms on the back of his head.

"Living dead, are you playing tricks on me?" Xiaoqi pointed at Chen Feng, looking at him, he was going to get angry.

"The mission is completed, just go back. This is the Soul-Suppressing Department." Cao Qiuchen stood opposite Xiaoqi at some time, with a poker face with a touch of touching me.

Xiaoqi, who was about to get angry, turned his eyes and smiled, pointed Chen Feng a few times with his fingers, turned around and left with a gloomy face.

"Lin Xiaoqi is very timid. What are you going to mess with him?" Cao Qiuchen looked at Chen Feng with a smile without a smile. Before he could speak, he waved his hand and said impatiently: "Get away, it's someone not far from death anyway, don't cause trouble for me."

Seeing Cao Qiuchen walking away with a stern face, Chen Feng couldn't help but smile. He didn't expect that this poker face was still a cold-hearted person. He could just help him. Explain so much. What to do.

Demon-Slaying Hall, the little flag surnamed Lin?
Chapter completed!