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Chapter 1641 Receive the Holy Son!
"Humph!"

Yang Feng snorted coldly, "You are the first one who dares to act wildly in Jidao Palace, do you really not know how to write the word dead?"

Chen Muyu took it easy, "Holy Son, calm down, I don't like threats from others. If you threaten me like that, I really don't know what will happen!"

"What? Do you still dare to kill me?"

Yang Feng looked at Chen Muyu coldly. Although he was trapped, he didn't have any panic or fear, only anger.

His majestic son was actually overshadowed by a foreign monk, which was a step on his dignity.

Chen Muyu spread his hands, "At first I thought you were a person, but now it seems that you are just a dude, and you are the son of a saint, I can use it..."

In a word, what Yang Feng said was inexplicable.

Yang Feng was about to threaten Chen Muyu a few words, let this lowly guy let him out, and kowtow to him to make amends.

But at this moment, Chen Muyu winked at Nan Ming.

After Nanming understood, the power of thousands of laws surged and poured down on Yang Feng.

Yang Feng suddenly felt that boundless pressure was coming from all directions, and he stood up to resist, but the difference in strength was too great, and the resistance had no effect at all.

He wants to kill me?How dare he kill me?
He is actually on the territory of Jidao Palace, dare to kill me?
Yang Feng felt unbelievable. From Nan Ming's terrifying method, he didn't feel any hesitation. The other party wanted to put him to death.

"boom!"

The laws of terror intertwined, Yang Feng's movements were restricted, and he was powerless to resist. The whole person seemed to be in a sea of ​​swords and flames. In just a moment, his soul was severely injured, and his aura instantly languished.

No, you can't just sit and wait.

Yang Feng tried his best to stay awake for the last time. This is the Jidao Palace and Qingzhu Peak, and Master Luo Xia is on the mountain. As long as there is enough movement, Master Luo Xia will definitely be able to alert Master Luo to come to check.

At that time, not only will he be saved, but none of the people in front of him will be able to escape.

"Stop it, I have something to say!"

As the saying goes, a man can bend and stretch, Yang Feng yelled with all his strength.

However, Chen Muyu ignored him and continued to let Nanming wear down his strength.

Yang Feng got angry, and took out a scarlet bead out of nowhere.

The bead was the size of a fist, and his whole body was red. Yang Feng spat out a mouthful of old blood and sprayed it on the bead, and the bead immediately began to shine.

Chen Muyu frowned slightly, feeling bad.

Although he didn't know where the bead came from, he was certain that it would definitely cause them trouble.

Immediately, he stopped hesitating and pulled out the system to scan Yang Feng.

He wants to accept this holy son!

That's right, Chen Muyu's heart is that big.

Originally, he was worried that Yang Feng's identity, the holy son of the Jidao sect, was protected by the Jidao, and the system might not be able to touch him.

However, when the system displayed the purchase price, Chen Muyu was relieved.

Since the system shows that it can be accepted, it must be accepted. It is nothing more than a status bonus, which is more expensive than other monks of the same level.

After Nan Ming's persecution and suppression, Yang Feng's net worth has reached 200 billion.

Although this price is a bit expensive, it is still within Chen Muyu's acceptable range.

After all, this guy's identity is extraordinary, and he is still a ninth-order powerhouse.

……

At the moment when Chen Muyu issued the purchase order, Yang Feng's expression changed instantly, and his eyes also became complicated.

There is resistance, there is struggle.

But soon, this resistance and struggle disappeared, replaced by a very peaceful one.

After a while, he raised his head to look at Chen Muyu, his eyes were full of respect.

Across the barrier, Yang Feng fell to his knees with a plop, "Yang Feng greets the master!"

At this scene, Chen Jinsong beside him was stunned.

What's the situation? How could a guy who was so fierce and invincible just kneel down to them in a blink of an eye?

Chen Muyu didn't explain, "Take your bead away!"

"Yes!"

Yang Feng made a trick, and the bead that was shining brightly just now dimmed immediately, as if the firecracker that had been ignited was suddenly poured by a basin of water.

"Come in and talk!"

Chen Muyu ordered lightly, let Nan Ming return to the space of his mind, and immediately led Yang Feng into the hall.

……

In the hall, Yang Feng stood respectfully beside Chen Muyu, waiting for orders.

"Why did you come here?" Chen Muyu asked lightly.

Yang Feng said, "I heard that Chen Jinsong came to the Jidao Palace, so I wanted to come over and see what kind of person it is that can make Junior Sister Xiang'er fascinated..."

Ah!
Sure enough, he was still young, and he was very jealous.

"See it now?" Chen Muyu said.

Looking at Chen Jinsong next to Chen Muyu, Yang Feng smiled wryly.

This is Chen Jinsong, but he can't figure it out now, how could Junior Sister Xiang'er fall in love with such an ordinary mortal who couldn't be more ordinary.

It's not a world at all, two people who won't have any intersection.

How could he not compare to such a mortal as the dignified Holy Son of the Supreme Dao Palace?
"Ugh!"

In the end, Yang Feng just let out a long sigh.

Chen Muyu didn't continue to tease him, "I heard that tomorrow seems to be some kind of sacrificial ceremony in your Jidao Palace?"

Yang Feng came back to his senses and nodded slightly, "Yes, Jidao Palace holds a sacrificial ceremony every year, and tomorrow is the day of this year's sacrificial ceremony!"

"Who will be sacrificed to? Is it extremely Dao?" Chen Muyu asked.

Yang Feng nodded, "In my Jidao Palace, the only one who can enjoy the incense is the Jidao Patriarch!"

"What is the relationship between your family and Ji Dao?" Chen Muyu asked again.

Yang Feng said, "My father is a direct disciple of Jidao, and the entire Jidao Palace is under Jidao's sect..."

"Oh?"

Chen Muyu raised his eyebrows, "Have you ever seen Ji Dao?"

As the Son of God, with a special status, Chen Muyu felt that he should not have seen the Ultimate Dao, right?
However, Yang Feng shook his head firmly when he heard the words, "Since I can remember, I have never seen the ancestor of Jidao show up. I just know that there is such a super strong person behind our Jidao Palace..."

Even the Holy Son has never seen the extreme way, so this extreme way is too mysterious, right?

I thought I had spent 200 billion to pick up a treasure, but in the end, I got nothing in return.

Chen Muyu took a deep breath, "What's the situation with the sacrifice?"

Yang Feng was a little apprehensive, thought for a while, and said respectfully, "Returning to the master, at noon tomorrow, the Jidao sacrifice will start on time at the Jidao Peak. A drop of hard work, and then you will get the gift of the Patriarch of the Extreme Dao!"

(End of this chapter)