Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng smiled slightly, his figure flashed, his sleeves rolled up.

Suddenly, all the six thousand willow leaf fine gold that fell on the ground were taken into his hands.

Although the grades of these materials are not extremely high, the quantity is very large. Chen Feng estimates that they can sell at least hundreds of thousands of Dragon Blood Amethyst!

The gains from this trip are actually extremely huge. Not only did he get the Purple Fire True Spirit, but he also got such a tyrannical giant knife, and even more secrets.

Compared with these things, these hundreds of thousands of dragon blood amethysts are nothing.

Chen Feng looked at Zihuo Zhenling and said: "I want to ask you a more important question now."

Purple Fire True Spirit seemed to think of something in general, and said, "Master, you can ask!"

Chen Feng stared at him and asked word by word: "Where is the second ring of the nine rings?"

Zi Huo Zhenling groaned: "I knew Master, you would definitely ask this question."

"The ultimate secret of the Purple Fire Marsh, now I am not qualified to answer. You also know that these costs alone cannot make me answer, you are really accurate!"

"I can just answer this question, but,"

He looked at Chen Feng and said solemnly, "Master, you can think about it. If you want me to answer the second question, then I will swallow all the rest of this bone to answer your one. problem."

"Furthermore, I can only answer your question, you can use all the bones."

Chen Feng nodded and said with certainty: "I'm sure!"

Zihuo Zhenling looked at Chen Feng and sighed softly, "Master, you are indeed the most powerful human I have seen in these years."

"You are not only strong, but you also have a very tyrannical spirit, and once you decide what you decide to decide, it will never change."

"Only in this way can we move forward firmly on the road leading to the peak of the avenue."

There was a look of contemplation in his eyes, looked at Chen Feng, and said softly: "I knew such a person back then, what a pity!"

He quickly turned the topic off and said, "Master, I will start to devour it."

With that, he flew directly to the huge bone.

The remarks he just said shocked Chen Feng.

There is no doubt that the person in his mouth with a personality similar to Chen Feng should be the one who made him.

Looking at him, Chen Feng also felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He feels that since these days, since he started to come into contact with the clues released by that person, these clues left, until now, a very familiar feeling lingers in his heart!

"Where is that person? What is his relationship with me? Why do I have this familiar feeling?"

Chen Feng thought hard, but soon, he sighed and said in his heart: "Anyway, no matter what I think, I don't understand."

"Forget it, look at one step as one step!"

"Anyway, as the clues are unraveled, one after another, slowly being known to me, then his identity will definitely surface!"

Next, for two full days, the sound of clicking, clicking, clicking continued to sound here.

The Purple Fire Spiritual Head was struggling to swallow the other parts of the Crazy Blade King Kong bone, while Chen Feng was patrolling around.

Although this is the northern end of the swamp, it is far from the most prosperous and crowded south of the swamp, but it is not a barren land, and there will still be warriors here.

Chen Feng absolutely does not allow others to disturb Zihuo True Spirit's meal, and absolutely does not allow other clues to be interrupted by others.

Therefore, Chen Feng cruised around a hundred miles at a very fast speed every day.

Fortunately, he had the foresight, in this short two days, Chen Feng encountered five waves of warriors.

Of course, they were all sent by Chen Feng.

Chen Feng didn't kill them directly, nor did Chen Feng persuade them to put them back, because if he did that, the ghost knew that there must be a big secret here.

Chen Feng just knocked them out and threw them into a cave.

Soon, two days passed.

When Chen Feng returned here again, he saw that the bones of the huge Crazy Blade King Kong had disappeared.

And the black lava is beginning to spread here, about to swallow it here.

Beside, the Zihuo True Spirit was standing there, but his size was not the same as when he swallowed so many bones last time, he became very huge, he was still as high as Chen Feng's waist.

Chen Feng raised his brows and asked: "Why haven't you grown bigger this time?"

Zihuo Zhenling explained: "The reason why I became bigger last time was because I stored those powers and released that powerful trick."

"And this time, I just want to answer your question."

"If I answer your question, it will naturally offset the resources I absorbed, so..."

Chen Feng nodded: "So, can you answer my question now?"

He looked at Zihuo Zhenling with piercing eyes and said, "Where is the clue to the second ring? How should it go?"

The true spirit of Zi Huo nodded and said, "I will take you there now."

Chen Feng nodded, just about to speak, and suddenly smiled bitterly: "No, what about this thing?"

As he said, he pointed to the huge Wentian Slashing Sword that lay above the ground.

This Shentian Slashing Sword is as large as hundreds of meters in length, and its weight has reached an unimaginable point. Chen Feng and others cannot easily drag it.

Chen Feng tried to pack it into the golden thread kits, but after two golden thread kits burst out alive, Chen Feng gave up this plan.

Zihuo Zhenling said: "The level of this golden thread kit is too low to hold."

He smiled bitterly: "I can't help it. There are only two choices now."

"First, as a drag, take it away."

"Second, leave it here and come back when you have enough power."

Chen Feng nodded, without any hesitation, he walked to a nearby mountain and slammed his fist down.

With a bang, it smashed the ground out of a big hole.

Zi Huo Zhen Ling was stunned, looking at Chen Feng and asking, "Master, what are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Nonsense, do you just throw this knife here? Of course you have to dig a hole to bury it."

Chen Feng said, beckoning to the true spirit of Zihuo: "Don't hurry up and help?"

Zihuo Zhenling quickly responded and flew over.

All the filaments on his head flew out and became tens of meters long, piercing into this extremely hard rock.