Peerless Martial Soul

In the big tent, the extremely obvious and strong Witch Clan demons aura rose up.

Came out.

Outside the big tent, dozens of powerful men in the right way, wearing heavy armor, looked at each other.

If such a breath came from other places, they would have rushed to kill them and crush the enemy.

But here, it is an exception.

Just today, Fang Wanjian specifically ordered it down.

If there is a witch atmosphere in the big account, don't bother.

They looked at each other.

The leader shook his hand: "The two in there are things we can't afford to offend, so we don't know!"

"Yes."

Everyone responded, ignoring this breath.

And they could feel the evil spirits of the Witch Clan coming from Chen Feng's big tent, and Fang Wanjian naturally felt it very clearly in the handsome tent not far away.

Ji Manhao said solemnly: "Go down and tell them, stay a little bit."

Fang Wanjian smiled and shook his head: "The two of Yan Changfeng came from the evil demon of the Witch Clan."

"The method of cultivating on one's body naturally also has the aura of the evil demon of the witch race, which is normal."

"As long as the two of them can be moved by me, let alone a real human race, it doesn't matter if they are from the witch race demons."

"You don't have to worry about it."

For the next time, Chen Feng stayed deep in the simple.

Basically all the time I only practice in the big account.

From time to time, Tan Jia and others sent some evil spirits from the witch race, but the quantity was small and the level was not high.

Chen Feng never refused to come.

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, another twelve days passed.

It has been half a month since Chen Feng and the two entered the White Bone Peak camp.

That day, evening, dusk.

The setting sun is like blood

Reflected on the towering Bone Peak, it is even more desolate.

For the people of Baigufeng Daying, this is an ordinary evening.

No one was frightened.

After thousands of years of fighting, they have already known the characteristics of the Wu clan.

Although they have strong personal strength, they are few in number.

Before capturing the main peak of Jiuyin, he had already broken his nerves and bones, so he would stop and rest for a few years before fighting again.

At least in the past few years, it can be stopped.

The curtain of Chen Feng's tent opened, and he walked out with a smile.

The strong human race guarding outside, arched his hands: "Master Yan is going out again?"

Chen Feng smiled and nodded.

They are very familiar with the work and rest of the Yan Gongzi.

He would go out every evening, wandering in and out of the camp for a few hours.

Sometimes, you have to climb the White Bone Peak and look far away, and only come back at night.

Then he practiced until the evening of the next day before going out.

Very regular.

Chen Feng looked up and looked at the setting sun in the distance, suddenly the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

The setting sun shone in his eyes, and there seemed to be endless cold wind.

He whispered softly: "It's time."

At this time, Chen Feng had completely restored his former peak state.

In ten days, his injuries have fully recovered.

The spirit is extremely abundant.

Even the great witch blood pool in the dantian has a little more blood of the witch clan evil spirits.

However, these are simply not enough for him to break through later.

The Tiancun Beast Slave looked in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

However, Chen Feng was not in a hurry, he was leisurely and leisurely every day, just wandering around the Witch Clan demons camp.

When Chen Feng walked out of the camp, a large group of people on the opposite side strode towards this side.

This has been the case for half a month,

At this time of the day, they would come over to say hello to Chen Feng.

After all, they are already attached to Chen Feng, so this face-saving matter is naturally passable.

As for what I think, I don't know.

Moreover, if anyone has the blood of the Witch Clan demons, they can also be sold to Chen Feng at this time.

Chen Feng is also always willing to come.

These days, Chen Feng will also give them some benefits from time to time.

In half a month, the amount of great power that has spread to them has already been 30,000 to 50,000.

These were naturally borrowed from Fang Wanjian.

Fang Wanjian seemed to be extremely relieved of Chen Feng, with a very peculiar sense of trust.

Nobody refuses to come, and borrow as much as you want.

And Chen Feng also promised to pay it back within half a month.

At this time, the number of these people has grown from more than 30 before to more than 300 now.

However, nothing is too strong.

On the contrary, there are a lot of speculative and clever people.

They found that there was a chance to make a fortune here, and few people really wanted to join.

It's all just to mix some great achievements.

These people have a wide range of contacts, but their strength is not very good.

It seems really useless.

Many people talked in private, wondering what Chen Feng would do with such a bunch of waste.

Chen Feng faintly said a few words to them, and then collected some of the blood of the Witch Clan demons.

These people havetily paid a visit and prepared to leave.

They never regarded Chen Feng as their bosses, but they were nothing but cash cows.

What's more, they are not close to Chen Feng, but Tan Jia is much closer.

Under the banner of Yan Changfeng and Tianchou Beast Slave, Tan Jia gathered all his hands in his own hands.

He only knew that the boss was Tan Jia, and he had the final say.

As for Yan Changfeng and Tiancan, in their opinion, they are too far away and they don't care at all.

Beside, those strong men who guarded the big account saw the chaos here, and a flash of ridicule flashed in their eyes.

"This Yan Changfeng and Tiancan are really young."

"Yeah, I was deceived in circles, I was taken a fool, and I was smug."

"I don't know why, the marshal valued them so much, but they are just two hairy boys of unknown origin."

They looked at Chen Feng with a bit of jealousy.

Very skeptical and disdain.

Half a month ago, the two came to the White Bone Peak Camp in a shocking manner, shocking everyone.

But in the half-month period, nothing was done.

Either spent the whole day in the big tent, or went out for a walk, and couldn't feel how powerful and mysterious it was.

This gradually dissipated the fear and awe in everyone's hearts.

What's more, it is suspicion that these two people have no ability at all.

Questions continue.

Tan Jia raised his eyes and glanced at Chen Feng, a joke flashed deep in his eyes.

"These two idiots, if I say a few beautiful words, I will praise them both."

"Do you really take yourself seriously? Two fools!"

His eyes flashed with pride.

Everyone is about to leave.

Chen Feng suddenly stopped Tan Jia.

Tan Jiamu showed a respectful look, and whispered: "Master Yan, what's your order?"

Chen Feng beckoned and took him to the side.

He lowered his voice and said softly: "At three quarters tonight, you come to my big account."

"I have something to explain, and there is another big advantage for you."