A Paragon of Wuhun

The second thousand and five hundred and twenty chapters are angry!

He is afraid that after entering the valley, he can see the scene that he can't bear.

However, Chen Feng took a deep breath, he was finally returned, lifted, stepped into the valley.

In the next moment, Chen Feng's body was stiffly there. He was dramatically trembled, and his face was extremely angry, extremely hated, extremely sad look.

His eyelids become red, the muscles on the face, the look actually exposed a rare happening.

At this time, Sangmu Valley, and Chen Feng, it has been completely different.

It is a wolf to borrow, the trees in the valley are almost destroyed, and there is a big wooden boulder.

One of them is a very large mulberry tree, quiz countless blocks, and it is shattered by living.

And even now, every piece of wood is still flowing with bright red tree, like blood.

This is the body of mulberry.

On the side of the small lake, a huge lobster is there, and his back is inserted with a spear. The spear runs through his body, and the living will nail him on a boulder.

He is already dead.

On the beach, on the tree, on the stone, it is the body of the monster.

No, not a monster, but a demon.

They are all the essence of all things, they are all life.

They inside, there are some already in shape, and some, only part of the shape, but no matter what, they are all shredded.

The limbs are everywhere, and it can be seen that people who kill them are cruel!

It is still burned here, which has become dark.

Chen Feng stood here, suddenly, he clenched his fists, biting his teeth, and sent a scream: "Eight wild days, I must go to you!"

"I have one day, I must have all the people behind this matter, I don't share the sky with you!"

Chen Feng issued an angry madness,

He hated the extreme.

Sangmu Valley has been destroyed, and the mulberry is dead, the uncle of lobster is dead, everyone is dead ...

"No, you can't die!"

Chen Fengqi is shaking, he madly ran into the valley, pulling his hands, he wants to find a familiar figure.

However, let Chen Feng disappointed.

He found a few hours in it, all did nothing, the figure of the little girl, he did not find it, and did not find the body.

You have no people, you will die.

Chen Feng made a crazy roar: "Xiao demon, the demon, where are you?"

Chen Feng is now that it is already dead, or gives the damn dog to prison.

At this time, suddenly, Chen Feng's body trembled.

Because he felt that a trace of movement came behind.

In the next moment, his body became solid, a young voice sounded, and the sound was full of timidity and fear: "Big Brother?"

The fine is like a mosquito.

Chen Feng turned around and exclaimed: "The little demon baby is you?"

His gaze is in the direction of the sound.

Sure enough, he saw that behind a big stone, a little girl was standing there, she was dry, and the long skirt whose body leaves was already dry.

She is full of blood, and a pair of harsh eyes are full of fear, watching themselves.

Poor people distressed.

Chen Feng is ecstatic, yell: "The little demon, the little demon baby is you, you are still alive?"

He flipped directly, killing the little demon baby in his arms, as if you were afraid of losing her!

The little demon look is still a wooden.

The intensity of the past, there is no trace of disappearance, she seems to be frightened.

Until Chen Feng hugged her in his arms, her eyes were turned.

Slowly, it recovered a little aura.

Finally, she waved out.

She cried and trembled: "It is terrible, those people, into the hultropolitan, seeing people, killing, they are so embarrassed!"

"Sangmu was killed by them, and Uncle Lobster was killed by them."

"The uncle of lobster is done before, and it is completely sealed, and I will not be discovered by them."

She held Chen Feng, crying.

Chen Feng's voice is full of anger, just asking a sky: "God, why do you not?"

"Qingqi fairy, good, but being killed, then chased it, even the last blood is going to be destroyed!"

"Sangmu Valley, since birth, in this valley, the snack depel, did not have a bloody blood!"

"They are good, innocent is innocent."

"Eight wild days, what qualifications do you have to kill them? What qualifications do you have, so Hu Zuo?"

"It's because you are powerful, is it?"

Chen Feng's mouth revealed a tauntful smile, he clenched his fist, biting his teeth, staring at the sky, a word, issuing the most anger is also the most elegant vow:

"In this case, then Chen Feng, after the violent violence, after I am strong, I must go to the Eight Waterfall, and I will do this, I will kill!"

"With your blood, you will pay homage to these souls in Sangmu Valley!"

Chen Feng leaving the Qingqiu shakes.

Far away, Chen Feng returned to his head, looking at this valley, whispered: "This time I just temporarily, I will come back soon."

"And the wilderness of the wild, the blood debt you owe, I will have to ask you!"

Chen Feng has a road to the road, and goes to the direction of the Tianguan Dynasty.

At this time, a figure wearing a black cloak is also rushing towards his direction.

This figure wearing a black cloak has spared in the air, just like a big bird, the speed is not much poor than Jin Peng in Chen Feng.

He flew three thousand miles, then stopped his body, reached out, in the air, a few black souls coincided into something similar to the pointer.

This pointer is trembled, and finally pointing to a direction, then he chased it in this direction.

His mouth is open, a slight smile, whispering: "Chen Feng, Chen Feng, you can't think of it, and the dark old is now in the evening, but it is an important clue to you."

"You are with him, naturally infected a little bit of his breath, I just refine these points, you can easily capture your position."

"Hahaha, this time, I will not be able to chase you with so long again."

"This time, I can easily catch you, and then seize!"