"Want to run? Did you run?"

Ling Fei stepped forward and kicked him to the ground, grabbed his collar, and slapped him twice in the face.

These two slaps made him dizzy.

This made the other party very confused. Even if Ling Fei could use the Hunyuan Formation to reduce their cultivation, he had already cultivated the Zifu Yuanying, and his mental power was extremely huge. How could his slap make him dizzy?

Of course, if he knew that Ling Fei had cultivated two souls in his body, he would probably be shocked.

"Senior, please spare me, please spare me."

He begged repeatedly, and Ling Fei threw him to the ground, stepped on him and stepped on his chest.

"Tell me, how many people have come to Wanjian Sect and your Caixia Sect?"

"Here... there are about 200 people, right?"

"How strong?"

"I...."

The elder Caixiamen moved his mouth, and he didn't seem to want to say it. Ling Fei was not ruthless and stepped on it and directly broke the bones on his ankle.

"ah--!"

He screamed, covered his legs, lay on the ground, tears were almost flowing out. Because his strength was restricted in the Hunyuan Formation, he could clearly feel the pain at this moment.

"Say or not?"

Ling Fei said, pretending to raise his other foot again, which scared him to pale his face.

"No, no, no, I said, I said, don't hit me."

"In addition to us, Caixia Gate also came to ten elders of the Dan-Charging Stage, and two other powerful Nascent Soul Powers. In addition, there were more than 30 foundation-building cultivators. Then there were more than ten Nascent Soul Powers, more than 60 elixirs, and nearly 100 foundation-building cultivators. However, it is said that there is also a god-transforming cultivator."

Ling Fei frowned slightly, and a knife slashed the elder's neck, causing him to faint on the spot.

"Even the foundation-building pill can be ignored, but the Nascent Soul can also be solved. As long as the Hunyuan Array Spirit Stone is enough, it will be a bit troublesome for the cultivator of the God Transformation."

But after thinking for a moment, Ling Fei's eyes became sharp again.

"So what about the transformation of God? If you dare to come, I will dare to kill you!"

After saying that, Ling Fei snorted coldly and immediately started to set up the formation.

This time, the spirit stones used by Ling Fei are the size of a water tank, not the size of a pigeon egg. The power of its Hunyuan array can at least double!

After a rough calculation, Ling Fei used at least four million spirit stones, but these were just a drop in the bucket for him.

It took two days for Ling Fei to complete it.

At this time, the Nascent Soul Elder also slowly woke up.

Seeing Ling Fei burying things, he couldn't help but ask:

"What are you burying?"

Ling Fei said indifferently:

"You don't have the share of meddling in other people's business."

After saying that, he patted the dust on his hands, came to the Nascent Soul monk, squatted down, stared at his eyes and said:

"You should have a magic weapon to contact them, right? Get them all together."

"What do you want to do?"

The Nascent Soul monk's face suddenly became alert. Ling Fei slapped him.

"Why are you so many? Are you a three-year-old child? You're a whisperer, hurry up and do what I said."

The Nascent Soul monk stared at Ling Fei with gritted teeth.

"Don't think I'm a fool. You must have set up a larger Hunyuan formation, right? I can feel that my strength has been suppressed even lower. If I find them all, you will definitely kill them! Don't want to borrow my hand to kill my fellow disciples."

Ling Fei smiled disdainfully.

"What's the saying that you have said is that you will not die. It seems that you have not yet understood it."

After saying that, he crushed another bone of the Nascent Soul monk.

"Ah—! You...you are simply a devil! You are worse than beasts!"

"My mouth is pretty hard."

Ling Fei smiled, grabbed his fingers, twisted them one by one, and pulled them out, as if twisting the claws of a chicken.

"Ah--! Bastard, kill me!"

The Nascent Soul monk was in great pain, but Ling Fei did not kill him.

"What do you think you are so backbone? You are just a senior brother, not your brother, so why bother?"

"Bah! You devil, sooner or later, they will avenge me."

Shaking his head, Ling Fei said with contempt:

"If you had just recognized me, you wouldn't have died in my hands. Do you think your brothers will recognize me? Maybe I will go to Caixiamen to learn from my master, and then kill people in my spare time until they are killed."

"You...you are simply a devil. Kill me!"

"Your mouth is too hard, so I can't do anything about it. You forced me."

As he said that, Ling Fei used his true energy to suck hundreds of ants from a distance.

"You...what do you want to do?"

The Nascent Soul monk shook his body and couldn't help but become frightened. Ling Fei showed a warm smile, but this smile was so terrifying in his eyes.

"Human blood is very sweet. Ants like sweet smells the most. Let them bite on your body, then follow your blood vessels and chew in your internal organs until your purple palace Nascent Soul is left. In this process, you will be in pain. At that time, I will destroy your Nascent Soul and completely wipe out you. Who knows that I did it?"

The Nascent Soul monk's pupils were distracted and he was about to be scared to pee.

Ling Fei's method was a devilish act that was extremely cruel.

"I... I surrender, I will call you someone! But you have to promise me that you will let me go."

"no problem."

The Nascent Soul cultivator emitted a spiritual consciousness. After Ling Fei inspected it, he opened the Hunyuan Formation so that his spiritual consciousness could float out.

"I...I've done what you said, you can let me go, right?"

"Of course, I'll let you go."

The Nascent Soul monk breathed a sigh of relief, and he couldn't help asking:

"I think your cultivation is just a foundation-building cultivator. Are you not afraid of so many god-transforming Yuanying?"

Ling Fei chuckled:

"I use the foundation to build a foundation to slaughter the Yuanying, and I use the spirit stone to slay the gods, everything is in my control."

The Nascent Soul Cultivator shook his head. He was too arrogant. Although Ling Fei was genius, he could also know the Hunyuan Formation. However, the number of opponents was large, and the transformation of gods and the like. How much could he reduce his cultivation level? You should know that the effect of the Hunyuan Formation on masters is gradually reduced.

Ling Fei shrugged, but the Nascent Soul monk had just smiled and his body was covered with ants.

"Bastard! You don't trust! You won't die well! Beast! I will curse you to the eighteen levels of hell!"

The voice of the Nascent Soul monk gradually disappeared, and his throat, body, and blood vessels became food for ants.

In response, Ling Fei just carried his hands on his back and looked into the distance, as if this matter was not worth mentioning by him.

Because of Caixia Gate, he lost his relatives and was unable to catch up with his lover. Unless he destroyed Caixia Gate, he would never give up!

If you hurt me alone, I will kill your whole family. If you dare to harm my relatives, I will dare to destroy your sect!
Chapter completed!