Beauty's personal migrant worker

"Bam—"

The door of the room was slammed open by a huge force, and two figures rushed in immediately.

The speed of these two figures is extremely fast, their bodies are full of aura, and they hold their magic weapons tightly in their hands, looking like they are going all out.

However, when they saw that Chen Feng was alone, they were both taken aback.

too weak.

"Unexpectedly, there is only a little doll in the late stage of Mahayana, what a disappointment!" One person said, his tone full of regret.

"That's right, fellow Daoist Wang, let's leave now. There's no need to waste time for a late-stage Mahayana brat. The most important thing is to find those monks who killed the Shadow Demon." Another person also echoed.

While speaking, the two actually turned around and wanted to leave.

"Hey--"

A voice of calling suddenly sounded, causing the bodies of the two of them to pause, and they all turned their heads strangely, looking at Chen Feng: "You are calling us?"

"Is there anyone else here besides me?" Chen Feng stood there casually, with a mocking look.

"Hey **top** point** novels, the boy is interesting, do you know what the two of us want to do?" One person laughed, and the laughter was full of sarcasm: "Grandpa and the others don't have time to talk to you right now, Talk more, watch your head, hahaha."

The two laughed wildly. Obviously, in their eyes, a late Mahayana monk can definitely be insulted at will.

Seeing the presumptuous appearance of the two, Chen Feng showed a smile on his face: "Are you going to rob and kill other monks?"

The laughter of the two stopped abruptly, and a coldness appeared on their faces: "You know too much!"

While speaking, one of them opened his palm and grabbed Chen Feng's face.

How powerful is the power of the Eight Tribulations Sanxian, and when he grabbed it with a palm, he immediately blocked all the space for Chen Feng to dodge. It seemed that Chen Feng could only be caught by that palm.

"Actually, I want to tell you that I also have the same purpose as yours." Chen Feng raised his head, a sharp light shone in his eyes, and the next moment, a sword energy streaked across without a sound.

"How is it possible!" The other person's eyes were tearing apart, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

His companion, who was majestic just now, was split into two and turned into two petals amidst the flash of sword energy.

"Want to escape?" Chen Feng laughed, and with a strange movement, he came in front of that person, completely blocking all his paths.

Although this giant city space claims to be the law of space, Chen Feng can't use teleportation, but his own speed alone is not comparable to the general Nine Tribulations Loose Immortals, let alone the Eight Tribulations Loose Immortals in front of him?

"What kind of enmity do I have with you? Why did you do such a murderous thing!" The man looked at Chen Feng in horror and howled.

"No enmity, no grudges, I thought, if I were a loose immortal, you wouldn't have planned to let me go just now?" Chen Feng said with a smile on his face.

"No, it's not..." The man opened his mouth and argued.

"Just because I'm only in the late stage of Mahayana, you think I can't deal with Shadow Demon, so you don't want to waste time killing me?" Chen Feng continued to ask, his tone became more and more fierce.

"No..." the man yelled, his eyes full of horror.

"Yes and no!" Chen Feng yelled loudly, his voice was like thunder, shocking that person.

"Yes..." The man said unconsciously with a confused expression.

"Yes, that's right!" Chen Feng's eyes flashed sharply, the sword in his hand flashed, and suddenly a huge head flew into the sky.

The Eight Tribulations Loose Immortal, in front of Chen Feng, couldn't even summon up the courage to resist.

"call--"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Chen Feng showed determination on his face.

The world of self-cultivation is such that the weak eat the strong, just like just now, if Chen Feng was a little weaker, the other party would kill him mercilessly.

To practice is to cross a single-plank bridge. When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. Either you die or I die!This is also the most fundamental reason why many monks have a high level of cultivation, but they lack a lot of human touch.

Chen Feng fumbled among the two corpses for a while, and after a while, he grabbed a handful of Shadow Demon spar in his hands.

"It's really poor, the two of them add up to just over 20!" Chen Feng curled his lips and said to himself, "However, this speed is still much faster than when I went to hunt for Shadow Demons myself."

"In that case, then I'll see if there are any other guys who don't have eyes." Saying this, Chen Feng walked out of the door of the house and walked towards the depths of the street.

Before leaving, Chen Feng did not forget to close the door of the house.In the room, there are only two mutilated corpses left. Perhaps, they will never be discovered, and as time goes by, they will turn into nothingness.

……

This is a small square, an extremely inconspicuous corner in this giant city.

At this moment, this square has also become a place for the monks to rest temporarily after hunting the Shadow Demon.Since the number of people in the small square was always kept at the same level, even if a large number of shadow demons came to attack and tried their best, they could still resist it.

After going through several such battles, no shadow demon army is willing to attack here.

At this time, Chen Feng was walking into this small square.

A bag the size of a watermelon was carried on his back, which aroused the frequent glances of the monks in the small square.

From their eyes, they can naturally see that the packages behind Chen Feng are all filled with Shadow Demon crystals. In terms of quantity, there must be more than one hundred.

"Strange, it turned out to be a little monk in the late stage of Mahayana. How could he have so many shadow demon crystals?" Suddenly, voices of suspicion resounded one after another in the square, and Chen Feng suddenly felt that the blow seemed to be attacked by a group of hungry people. A little rabbit stared at by wolves seems to be devoured by wolves at any time.

"Boy, stop!" Finally, a rough voice suddenly spoke.

"What is this fellow Taoist doing?" Chen Feng looked at the monk who blocked his way, with a harmless expression on his face.

This is an extremely strong man, a full three meters tall, with muscles on his body, like a war machine.

"In your package, is the Shadow Demon spar?" asked in a rough voice.

"Yes." Chen Feng replied honestly, without hiding anything.Some of these shadow demon crystals were obtained by hunting the shadow demon just now, but most of them were obtained from other monks.

After all, Chen Feng still underestimated the desire of the monks in the giant city for the Shadow Demon spar. All the monks he met along the way shot at him without any scruples, wanting to snatch Chen Feng's Shadow Demon spar.

For these people, Chen Feng naturally would not be polite, and the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, and then came here.

"Give me half of it, and I'll keep you safe for three days!" Said the rough and wild voice, a heavy aura erupted from his body.

Even though the Seven Tribulations Sanxian is not the most powerful in the cultivation world, he is definitely not weak.If the people of the Seven Tribulations and Loose Immortals sincerely wanted to protect Chen Feng, the rest of them really wouldn't dare to step forward!

"Your wishful thinking!!" Chen Feng's voice sounded crisply, and he saw that Chen Feng's eyes were full of jokes, and he shouted mockingly.