Almighty Cultivator: Second Miss Waste Chai

Chapter 348 I want to die with you
Gu Feng was still far away when he heard Shangguan Zichen's wailing and wolf howling. Gu Feng was proud of himself, but his face was filled with grief: "As a monk, when encountering small things, he can only cry endlessly. Go further on the immortal road? How can I live forever and see forever?"

"Speaking of which, it was also caused by my lack of discipline in the past two years. It seems that the discipline of the disciples should be stricter, so that you can go further."

"This Shangguan Zichen, I must talk about him well later..."

Gu Feng's voice stopped abruptly at this point, because he had already seen Shangguan Zichen on the ground, with no limbs, only a torso left, and he kept hitting his head on the ground.

When his head hit the hard floor, only the sound of "duk tuk tuk" was heard, dense and heavy. Originally, only the head was left uninjured, and it was bloody and bloody due to the violent impact.

The disciples of Zhengyangmen who followed Gu Feng looked at the scene in front of them and felt chills down their backs. They were glad that they had not offended Meng Junjie, the evil star.

I have never offended before, I have never offended now, and I dare not offend in the future.

Gu Feng was shocked by the phenomenon in front of him, his head went blank, why did this happen?The disciple who reported to him just now only said that Shangguan Zichen had conflicts with Meng Junjie and wanted to bully Meng Junjie, but Meng Junjie taught him a lesson instead.

But now, who will tell him how such a bloody scene happened?
It must be the wrong way for him to appear on the stage, that's why he saw such a violent and bloody scene, and the disciples who were just watching the fun around him dare not leave easily now.

Who knows if my actions will startle Meng Junjie, if he is offended, Shangguan Zichen on the ground will end, maybe even worse than Shangguan Zichen.

Shangguan Zichen's voice came out of his throat intermittently, and he was already too hoarse.

He said, "Please, kill me..."

Meng Junjie looked indifferently, looked at Shangguan Zichen in front of him, and said softly: "This is the second type." His gaze passed through the crowd and fell on Gu Feng who had just arrived.

With just one glance, Gu Feng felt a huge pressure coming towards him, which made him feel oppressed by the power of the Tong Xuan Realm.

Gu Feng felt worried, collected his mind, and forced himself to be calm: "Junjie, it's good that you come back."

"You don't know how much I have worried about you as a teacher these past few years. Fortunately, God has eyes..."

Meng Junjie glanced at him lightly, and interrupted him: "You came at the right time, I need a clean, fresh and undisturbed room, and I need it right away."

Before Gu Feng finished speaking, he suddenly got stuck, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer.

Meng Junjie frowned: "What? No?!" He said, picked up Qin Mingyue and walked out.

The little disciple who reported the letter before was quite clever, and quickly said: "Yes, yes, Master Meng."

Meng Junjie stopped, glanced at the little disciple, and said calmly, "Lead the way."

At this time, the middle-aged monk who had just been sent flying by Meng Junjie limped back. He looked at Gu Feng who was already there, and shouted at Meng Junjie: "You can't go."

The little disciple who led the way was so scared by the middle-aged monk's loud shout that he stopped on the spot and dared not go any further. For him, the soul-refining monk was an existence that he could only look up to, and he was powerless to resist.

Meng Junjie frowned, but he didn't mean to embarrass the little disciple, so he had to stop with him.

The middle-aged monk pointed to Meng Junjie and said to Gu Feng: "Master Gu, this is the genius disciple you are proud of. Take a look at what he has done. He doesn't follow the rules and respect his elders. Let me say a few words about him. Instead, he wounded this seat."

"What kind of man is this man of destiny? This is simply an evil heretic!"

The middle-aged monk pointed at Shangguan Zichen who was on the ground again, heartbroken: "Master Gu, look at Chen'er's appearance, who is from the same sect, let alone a fellow sect, even a righteous person would not torture him so cruelly."

"Killing is nothing more than a nod. Meng Junjie does this, why does he still pay attention to the sect, why does he pay attention to you, the head of the sect, the master?"

"Master Gu, if you don't make it difficult for me to explain today, then don't blame me for not showing respect."

Gu Feng was silent, he didn't know how to deal with this matter at all, or in other words, he was completely incapable of handling this matter.

Shangguan Zichen on the ground looked at the middle-aged monk, and said with difficulty: "Father... Father... Please, please kill me... My child, I can't take it anymore... Father, please..."

His tears were mixed with blood, covering his head and face. The look in his eyes was full of mad desire to die. If he hadn't lost his limbs, he would have committed suicide long ago.

He wanted to kill himself, but he didn't know what method Meng Junjie used. The aura in his body had completely disobeyed his orders. He wanted to bite his tongue to kill himself, but found that even his teeth had become limp.

At this time, he finally deeply understood Meng Junjie's words: "If you want to die, it's not so easy!"

The first time the pain was like ten thousand ants devouring the body, but this time the pain was like countless heavy hammers of different sizes knocking in the brain continuously, whether heavy or light, or urgent or slow, dense sounds connected together There, people's minds are confused, and countless phantoms and auditory hallucinations appear.

This kind of survival and death has already wiped out his will, and Meng Junjie said: This is the second type!
In other words, there will be a third, fourth, and countless tortures that are ten times and a hundred times more painful than this torture waiting for him.

As soon as he thought of this, Shangguan Zichen's desire to die became stronger.

He looked at the middle-aged monk, his eyes were full of pleading: "Father, please...please...Father..."

The middle-aged cultivator at the Soul Refining Realm finally couldn't bear to see his only son suffer such inhuman pain. With his eyes closed, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he slapped Shangguan Zichen on the ground hard in the heart. hit.

Then, she rushed over and wailed loudly: "My Chen'er, father will definitely avenge you..."

He cried for a while, then suddenly jumped up from the ground, and rushed towards Meng Junjie: "You devil, killed my Chen'er, and I will die with you."

The cultivation base of the Soul Refining Realm skyrocketed all of a sudden, and many low-level disciples who were close to him were overwhelmed by the sudden increase in coercion, and they all knelt down on the ground, spitting blood profusely.

Seeing that something was wrong, Gu Feng immediately activated his cultivation to block the coercion of the middle-aged monk, and shouted to the disciples watching: "Quickly retreat."

All the disciples fled in all directions, far away from the center of right and wrong, and finally heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that they were destined to die.

The cultivation base of the Soul Refining Realm unfolded, and the speed of the middle-aged cultivator was as fast as lightning, and he was in front of Meng Junjie in an instant, punching Meng Junjie with a fist as heavy as a mountain.

(End of this chapter)