Summoned the Strongest Villain

Chu Feng turned his head to Lian Xiaorou and asked.

Chu Feng felt that this Black Emperor's Palace could not stay any longer. The strength of the person Zhang Pingzhi spoke of was definitely not something that those who entered the Black Emperor's Palace could fight against. It was better to leave this Black Emperor's Palace as soon as possible.

"It should be in the depths of this hall."

Lian Xiaorou looked at the deep part of the hall, that dark and mysterious place.

"Okay, then we'll go there now."

"But I want to make an agreement with you first. If you really encounter something that you can't resist and your life is in danger, don't blame me for not saving you."

Chu Feng said yes to Lian Xiaorou.

Lian Xiaorou nodded, "I understand."

After finishing speaking, Lian Xiaorou walked towards the depths of the hall.

Chu Feng supported Zhang Pingzhi who had just recovered from some injuries, and followed behind Lian Xiaorou.

Although Zhang Pingzhi was seriously injured, he didn't have the slightest fear, and there was still a fighting spirit in his eyes.

Looking at the broken sword in his hand, Zhang Pingzhi frowned.

"For swordsmen, if the sword is broken, it actually means death."

Zhang Pingzhi looked at the broken sword in his hand and said.

Chu Feng smiled faintly, "Actually, sometimes I really don't understand you so-called swordsmen and swordsmen."

"A broken weapon means failure."

"In my eyes, a weapon is actually just a tool for killing people. If it breaks, just replace it with another one. How can there be so many arguments?"

Zhang Pingzhi shook his head slightly. Everyone's concept is different. In fact, swordsmen are a group of pure and extreme people. The sword is there, and the sword cuts people to death.

The three of them went all the way to the depths of the hall, and saw a stone platform that seemed to be used for sacrifices, appearing in front of the three of them.

Seeing that stone platform, Chu Feng couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly.

On that stone platform, he felt a vast aura, which should have been passed down from ancient times, and the materials used to build this stone platform are also very precious.

On the top of the stone platform, there is a bottle as black as ink. From the outside, it is impossible to tell what is inside.

However, as they got closer, the feeling of crisis in Chu Feng's three people's hearts became more and more intense.

"Be careful."

Chu Feng's spiritual sense was very keen, and he instantly felt a strong wind coming from behind him.

Pushing Zhang Pingzhi away, he turned around and punched out.

bump! ! !

As if being hit by a speeding train, Chu Feng's figure flew upside down in an instant, and hit a pillar not far behind him.

Ka Ka Ka! ! ! !

The hard stone pillar was unexpectedly cracked by Chu Feng.

But that's all, the crack didn't widen.

Chu Feng raised his head and looked at the figure with a solemn expression.

It was an old man with shriveled skin, like a mummy, but the skin on his body had some luster. Although he was still very ugly, it could be clearly seen that the vitality in his body was slowly recovering.

"Master Heidi's stuff, whoever touches it will die."

The old man said in a low and hoarse voice.

Chu Feng frowned, and at this moment, Lian Xiaorou, who had been acting very calm all this time, suddenly broke out with a few pieces of speed, and rushed towards Heidixue on the stone platform.

But Lian Xiaorou's movement completely alarmed the old man, and the old man disappeared instantly, and even Chu Feng couldn't keep up with his speed.

The figure of the old man appeared strangely behind Lian Xiaorou, and his shriveled palm slowly landed on Lian Xiaorou's shoulder.

At this moment, Lian Xiaorou's eyes suddenly turned pitch black, like a boundless black hole, she turned her head and looked at the old man.

And the figure of the old man was fixed there quietly, and the expression on his face was frozen, as if he had been cast a body-holding technique.

This scene surprised both Chu Feng and Zhang Pingzhi.

What was the look in Lian Xiaorou's eyes just now?Although Lian Xiaorou did not look at them, Chu Feng and Zhang Pingzhi knew that if Lian Xiaorou looked at them, they would definitely be like that old man.

puff! ! ! !

When she came to the stone platform, Lian Xiaorou couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and her eyes were covered with blood and tears, as if she was stimulated by something.

click! ! ! !

The frozen old man twisted his neck slightly, then stopped again.

Lian Xiaorou was desperate for Yinya, and stretched out her hand to grab the bottle.

click! ! !

The voice from the old man's body behind him was like a death talisman, making Lian Xiaorou, Chu Feng, and Zhang Pingzhi feel tense.

The old man's strength is not something they can fight against, and it may not be the peak power of the old man before his death. Now the old man may only show a part of his strength.