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Chapter 63 Shangxian, this thing does not belong to you

Zhang Feng has a very high origin and is an extremely proud person. In his opinion, the Eastern Capital Domain, including the three major sects in the Eastern Capital Domain, are really not worth mentioning. Anyone who is of noble origin is just a group of clowns.

Only the legacy of ancient monks in this secret realm is worth his efforts to study.

"In ancient times, there was a powerful monk who was invincible and his best attitude was the method of the mind and spirit. This method is extremely rare today. Only such powerful and precious method can be worthy of something!"

Zhang Feng showed a sure-winning look, and even more domineering intentions grew. He ignored the figure in the rich golden light in front of him on the spot, took one step forward, and quickly moved forward.

The climbing of a group of ants is really not worth paying attention to.

"This pressure is not a problem for a certain family. After five years of hard work, I should have entered the Three Talent Realm, just to wait until today to seize the fortune of this ancient monk!"

Zhang Feng mastered a method of increasing movement speed. Although he seemed slow, he was extremely fast, as if he was shrinking into an inch, and he threw away the crowd that had already begun to walk towards the light column.

Whether it is a disciple of Yishan Sect or a disciple of Chiliu Sect, they are no different from an ant in front of Zhang Feng. A person who is so arrogant that he will not care about these complicated things.

But the closer he got to the light column, the pressure Zhang Feng was under was in the straight line. Finally, when he stood in the first sequence, there was only a hunched old figure in front of him, he frowned.

"This golden light is becoming more and more repulsive to a certain family. Want to stop someone from getting luck? Don't even think about it!"

Zhang Feng's eyes showed decisiveness. With a slap of the storage bag, talisman paper immediately flew out, with various restrictions engraved on it. When it was shot, it immediately turned into thunder, mixed with powerful numerology, and blasted away the pressure in front of it.

This is an extremely luxurious method, purely using a lot of wealth to make a way out.

That's not all, Zhang Feng even made a series of methods. Each of them is a precious method to protect his own destiny. It is rare in the world. It can protect his own destiny to the greatest extent and resist it for a longer time in the face of this extremely destructive golden light.

Soon, the hunchbacked figure ahead was caught by Zhang Feng.

"No one can take away the fortune of old man!"

Elder Ye had his hair disheveled, like a ghost. He had powerful magic on his backhand, and several powerful treasures rushed out, intending to attack the pursuer who could not see clearly on the spot.

But Zhang Feng didn't even raise his eyelids, but then threw a piece of talisman paper and stopped all the powerful attacks.

"Don't struggle if you are about to be buried. This is your life, please accept it."

Zhang Feng looked straight ahead and stared at the golden light in the soil Taichung. His eyes were a little more warm and a kind of heat.

call out!

At this moment...

A light sound came, and a long sword of natal was heading straight to Zhang Feng's head, and the timing was extremely accurate and subtle.

Zhang Feng casually pinched a piece of talisman paper and stopped the attack. He continued to carry the pressure forward without looking back.

"The Supreme Immortal Zhang Feng, what a proud person..."

Shen Qing, covered in blood, stood among the corpses on the ground, covered in blood, looking at Zhang Feng coldly. Under the golden light, he couldn't see a person's face clearly, but he just needed to see his behavior and posture to recognize him.

"You lunatic, stay away from me! Killing me will not do you well!"

A disciple of Chaojian Sect who had just rushed in was panicked and never expected to meet such a madman as soon as he came in.

Under this terrifying pressure, all your abilities cannot be used even in Yicheng. What's even more terrifying is that your fate will continue to be supercharged and damaged. This bad occasion is Shen Qing's hunting ground!

He doesn't care about the loss of his fate at all.

Puchi!

Killing the person in front of him and completing his life, Shen Qing looked around, and blurry figures were running away from him in a mess. They were completely unsure of what the madman wanted to do.

More importantly, they couldn't figure out why Shen Qing could last for so long!

"Apart from me and Elder Ye, the first group of people who endured this disaster have all died. They either died in the battle, or their fate is broken and their cultivation is lost, and they are crushed by this force..."

Shen Qing took a deep breath, opened the 19th storage bag he grabbed in his hand, took out all the treasure medicine, marble and life treasures, and abandoned all other chores, with extremely skillful techniques.

First, he poured a large amount of precious medicine and medicine into his mouth. The crazy superimposed numerology instantly filled up, pushing the gathering of the fourth dot. In other words, Shen Qing had already stepped in at this time...

The fifth level of destiny!

"Zhang Feng, this fate does not belong to you..."

Shen Qing stared straight at Zhang Feng's back, the man who was as proud and noble as a god.

I think that no matter how heroic the immortal ahead is, he will not be able to spend twenty-two fates in his hands.

Although most of these twenty-two fates have been damaged, and they are all first-class lives and are extremely cheap, they are enough to match Zhang Feng, a noble life that is unknown.

Twenty-two fate patterns also mean... Twenty-two natal treasures!

A strange look appeared in Shen Qing's eyes. He slapped the storage bag and took out five life treasures he had seized. While moving forward, he went crazy to sacrifice with his life!

Regardless of losses and costs, all fate is nothing but consumables, and Shen Qing would not care at all.

As he progresses step by step, Shen Qing has already begun to go hand in hand with Elder Ye!

"What kind of garbage are you... the poisoning hand!"

Elder Ye was depressed and his eyes were so angry that she couldn't see Shen Qing's appearance. She felt very hatred in her heart. She shouted fiercely, raised her hand and grabbed Shen Qing. The five sharp claws became extremely dark, and there was a breath of extinction.

boom!

But Shen Qing didn't even look at Elder Ye. Just raised his hand, ten natal treasures smashed over, including long swords, treasure seals, clothes, and various varied parts. Elder Ye's face changed wildly.

"What method is this? It can control many treasures like controlling natal treasures!!"

Elder Ye was frightened and attacked him with another poisonous hand.

But Shen Qing shook his sleeves again, and ten other natal treasures pounced on Elder Ye, crushing them in an absolute quantity, which was completely unreasonable!

Elder Ye's face was extremely gloomy, and he was so embarrassed by the twenty consecutive vital treasures. It was fine. Shen Qing had no intention of stopping at all. He attacked Elder Ye several times in succession. After the twenty natural treasures were bombarded randomly, he raised his foot and stepped forward directly to the same level as Elder Ye.
Chapter completed!
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