Peerless Martial Soul

In addition to the natural strong power, it also requires considerable acumen.

From the very beginning, he had doubts about Chen Feng and needed Chen Feng to deliberately dispel those thoughts.

However, from those conversations just now, he became more and more certain-Chen Feng is definitely not a half-devil.

Apart from all the signs, what he was most sure of was one thing.

Although I don't want to admit it, the biggest difference between being a Demon Race and a Human Race is inheritance.

Even if it is a half-devil, the blood is born with the inheritance of the demon race, and there is no need for additional training at all.

For a while, Chen Sha was confused.

Recalling the short time he had met Chen Feng, he didn't know how much the young man in front of him had deceived him.

There is a bit of truth in the mouth.

Chen Feng has a clear view of these thoughts.

He simply admitted.

"At that time, my image of the demons was not easy to explain, so I lied."

"But I have no harm to you."

Chen Sha was silent for a long time, with no emotion on his face.

He spoke again: "Since you are not a half-devil made by Gamma Stema, why are you obsessed with killing him?"

Hearing this, Chen Feng shrugged: "I killed his nephew, I also robbed the town's treasure, and I also practiced the great Shura funeral art."

"It's not just Gamma Stema, I'm afraid the entire black wisp giant flame demon clan hates me to the bone."

This answer not only stunned Chen Sha.

Even Wuya Taoist and Zhong Li Yaoqin were speechless.

Chen Sha burst out laughing.

"Good kill!"

Those grudges in my heart also let go a lot.

Chen Feng approached and told frankly:

"You are a half-devil, even if you don't want to belong to the Asura Demon Race, there will be no lack of malice against you in the Human Race in the future."

"Wait for things here, you leave with us."

"At that time, whether you are willing to stand by my side or not, I will respect your choice."

Before the words fell, a loud noise suddenly came from far behind him.

The four of them all looked back.

"It's a Human Secret Realm!"

Zhong Li Yaoqin's eyebrows suddenly frowned, he immediately thought of something, and looked at several people:

"I'm afraid it was Zhongli Tansheng that sneaked into it!"

Chen Feng's expression immediately shrank.

This time, among the three separate missions of the "God-level villain", the title of fate, the third mission is to open the core domain of the human secret realm!

But now Lang Kang is under his control, just waiting to find a way to help him completely recover his sanity.

The Secret Realm of Human Race is right in front of you, why not try it?

He looked at Zhongli Yaoqin: "How are you recovering?"

"Nothing."

Chen Feng nodded, flipped his hand to take out the Golden Pagoda of Hundred Ghosts, and temporarily placed Lang Kang in it.

The four of them got up immediately and quickly disappeared where they were.

After the time for a cup of tea, the golden Tao Yun quietly appeared outside the human secret realm.

It's a pity that this Human Race contains special barriers, and it is difficult to break the Taishang Yuqing Nine Shou True Art.

However, no worries.

Although the cultivation bases of the four are uneven, they can break through the limits of this small world in actual combat.

What's more, those Shura magic soldiers guarding outside the secret realm have long been eradicated by Zhong Li Tan Sheng.

In front of the four, there is a huge tomb.

The huge tomb is more than ten meters high and stretches for dozens of miles. The whole body is in the shape of a hemisphere and is cast with special black iron.

The outer layer of profound iron has long been mottled, and there are many traces of knives and axes on it.

Among them, there was a huge gap nearby, as if it was forcibly split with supreme magical powers.

Enough to hold two or three people walking side by side.

Most of the outer tombstone was cut off by someone at some point.

Only the last three characters remain-the tomb of the king.

With only three characters, you can still see the vigorous rhyme of standing the stele, and the cultivation base reaches the sky!

Even though tens of thousands of years have passed, there are still bursts of intent to kill.

"go!"

With an order, the four will file in.

However, just as Chen Feng was about to enter, his steps stopped.

The three in front turned to look at him, alert and puzzled.

I saw Chen Feng smiled: "Something is coming, let me deal with it first."

With that said, he withdrew his steps, turned and turned his head back.

The next moment, the void suddenly distorted, and a huge circular channel was split.

This is the Mozu Teleportation Array!

A large black plume of giant flame demon came out under the black pressure.

In an instant, the devilish energy in front of the giant tomb became rich for three to four minutes, and it became more and more gloomy.

The head of the Shura Demon General has already begun to tend to a human form, about two meters away, but his momentum is compelling.

He was actually like someone who stepped into the Spirit Void Fairyland, the pinnacle magic commander!

As soon as the visitor walked out of the teleportation formation, he lowered his head and saw Chen Feng standing with his hands.

There is a smile on his face.

And the Shura Demon Soldiers guarding outside the Human Race's Secret Territory are not alive!

The demonized Lang Kang was even missing.

For some reason, it suddenly had a premonition that something bad would happen...

After half a stick of incense.

Chen Feng stepped into the giant tomb.

Outside, the gray devilish energy slowly receded, leaving only an extra area of ​​ruined soldiers.

Until now, unless Gama Stema personally drove it, those subordinates were not Chen Feng's opponents at all.

Chen Feng smiled and looked at the three waiting.

"It seems that Gamma Stema underestimated the speed of my cultivation."

Chen Feng and his party quickly walked towards the giant tomb.

Obviously, this huge tomb was arranged by this human supreme. With the power of Chen Feng and Taoist Wuya, it was difficult to shrink to an inch, even more arguing about flying in the air.

As soon as you enter it, you will see a long and narrow corridor in front of you.

Looking at the shape of the tunnel, it is obvious that latecomers used brutal means to break it open.

Only two meters above and below, those Demon Races of the Shura Realm seemed to try their best to transform into human forms and enter them.

It's a pity that all the way in, there are a lot of corpses of the demons piled up.

"It's good for us."

"Zhong Li Tansheng opened the way in front, and the demon soldiers and demon generals guarding here can always stop him one or two."

Zhong Li Yaoqin and the others nodded slightly, each speeding up their pace.

But this corridor is quite long, and the four of them walked forward for a few miles, but there was no end in sight.

This made Zhongli Yaoqin's expression more solemn.

"Did we enter some illusion?"

"It should not be an illusion."

Taoist Wuya twisted his beard with both fingers and withdrew his gaze.

"But we have traveled a few miles all the way, if the outer wall is so thick, wouldn't the inner space be too narrow?"

At this moment, Chen Sha, who had been silent, suddenly spoke:

"No, we are not moving forward."

His eyes flickered, staring at the front of the tunnel, but his tone was particularly affirmative.

"This corridor has a slope."

As soon as these words came out, Chen Feng and others carefully investigated.

After walking hundreds of meters further, the three of them can be sure that it is indeed the case!

It's just that the **** is too small, they are used to flying in the air, and they didn't think about it at all.

But Chen Sha is different.

This is probably related to his experience of being imprisoned in an underground death row since he was a child.

Chen Feng lowered his head and thought: "In other words, we are marching under the tomb."