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Chapter seven hundred and thirtieth chapter for the trip(1/2)

Although the storm in the Ice Burial Island is rapidly flowing, it has a majestic and heavy feeling.

In a densely packed ice valley far from the Ice Burial Palace, Yuan Zhen sat on the ice cliff with an ancient fishing rod in his hand, while Jin Binger and his female slaves looked nervously at the waves of ancient glow emitted by the ancient fishing rod hanging down.

At this time, if there are outsiders who see Yuan Zhen and his female slaves, they will be surprised to find that the women are not in good condition, and they are cracked in their bodies. They even have pierced wounds and cannot recover from broken arms.

Unlike the tension and depression in the Ice Valley, beside the lake outside the Ice Valley, the skeletons of giant beasts flow with crystal light.

The girl with a sick look on her face stood on the corpse of a strong giant beast, holding a knife as red as a soldering iron, cutting the strong scales of the giant beast bit by bit, and removing the flesh on its body.

On the other side of the ice lake, not only is there a big pot with hot steam, but Kong Wu's powerful tomboy also takes a big axe and deals with animal meat in front of the wide stone chopping board, which is completely full of flesh and blood.

"Boom~~~"

The violent sound, accompanied by the roar of the ancient beast, was made in the direction of the Ice Valley, but it did not cause the Ice Burial Island, which had been set up with runes, to produce obvious tremors.

"Diaoyan, go and help."

The movements in Binggu obviously attracted the attention of the sick girl, and said to the strong woman who chopped the animal flesh with an axe.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh~~~"

The tomboy pulled up and stepped on his feet in the air, leaving a few ripples, and then he had already reached the ice valley. He seemed to have had a very familiar experience. He was completely unsurprising.

"Even if you kill like this, you can't afford the master's speed of eating. I really want to take a rest." Cheng Yun, who looked sick, had a sore arms while cutting the giant beast's leather armor, and said in a weak voice.

Since Chen Feng brought a group of female slaves back to Ice Burial Island, demonstrated how to use ancient fishing rods, and sent out some utensils, the nightmare life of a group of female slaves has begun.

In three years, the ancient beasts captured by the women using ancient fishing rods, even formed a dense forest-like burial around the vast ice lake. However, they did not get any arrangement to stop and rest.

Chen Feng's statement that he worked until he died in the Chen family is still echoing in the minds of the women, constantly fighting with ancient beasts. This pressure is not bad for the female slaves of the Chen family.

The flowing water usually brings food to the Ice Burial Palace. Once it can't keep up, it will also cause Chen Feng's anger. In the eyes of the girls, their terrible master is even more fierce than the wild ancient beasts.

Seeing that the oven was burning with a raging fire inside, leaning against the huge beast's legs, Cheng Yun quickly put down the task of cutting the ancient beast's scales in her hand, jumped to the oven and flipped the big stick, trying to keep the beast's legs evenly heated.

Unlike the sick-looking girl who can't get idle, the girls in the Ice Valley are holding treasures and fighting bloodily with a huge earth dragon surging in layers of ripples.

Yuan Zhen used the ancient fishing rod to wrap the thick neck of the earth dragon. Then, Kong Wu's powerful tomboy Diao Yan, who arrived, did not have the power to activate the axe, but with the sharp axe blade, it made a bleeding hole in the abdomen of the ancient earth dragon.

"Boom~~~"

The girl named Shiying, who has the foundation of the crystal body, pulled a large bow and the powerful arrow shot into the right eye of the Earth Dragon.

"Ao~~~~"

The huge earth dragon that suffered severe damage kept struggling and roaring, pulling Yuan Zhen, who was holding the ancient fishing rod, to the point of being untenable.

“Long~~~”

A huge fireball spurted out from the mouth of the earth dragon to the tall Weng Ling. If Bu Fang, who had not had wooden spirit roots, had rushed to her with a large vine-patterned shield and blocked her, she would have been seriously injured even if she didn't die.

"Boom~~~"

Just in the chaos, the earth dragon shook his tail and thrust at Diao Yan. Once the sharp barb on the tail was in contact with the giant axe she held, it pulled out its quite strong body.

"die!"

Sun Yiwen, an old woman with a dark spiritual foundation, held a strange-shaped meteorite iron rod from the sky and hit the head of the earth dragon, staggering his huge body.

Although most of the artifacts in the hands of the women were not considered powerful treasures, their power was quite powerful, and they were all given by Chen Feng.

Just like the iron rod from the sky that is damaged by the old woman Sun Yiwen, she is the one who gets it from Zhao Wuming. Such strange iron from the sky falls into the Nine Netherworld and is refined with dark spirits and burns fire. It takes ten thousand years to form a thousand years, with strong corrosion and weakness and negative attributes.

Shi Ying's big bow, Chen Feng got Yu Bazhe's treasure trophy, and Bu Fang's wooden vine shield, it was from Zou Qing's storage bag.

"Puff~~~"

Weng Ling, who was holding a dragon-patterned gun, rushed towards the head of the lost ground dragon, as if she wanted to use this Ming Jiang Chongbao to penetrate his head.

"Boom~~~"

Just as Weng Ling exerted force to stab the big gun out, the earth dragon suddenly turned his head and bit the dragon-patterned big gun with a sharp mouth. The recoil force fluctuated and knocked the tall girl out.

“Long~~~”

A hard and heavy circle treasure was thrown out by Jin Bing'er and hit the earth dragon's forehead, and then he briefly knocked his huge beast body to the ground.

"Boom! Boom! Boom~~~"

Almost at the same time, the girls, Jibao, supported the killer to siege the earth dragon, killing the earth dragon with blood.

After a while, until the huge earth dragon stopped struggling to resist, the women stopped breathing heavily.

"Hurry up and drag the corpse of the earth dragon to the lakeside. I will use the ancient fishing rod to open the wilderness and find suitable beasts." Yuan Zhen was so angry that he had no intention of rest at all.

Just as the women were pulling thick chains and trying to tie up the bloody and lifeless earth dragon onto the lakeside, and dragging it to the lake, their huge body suddenly burst out with a strong wild will.

“Long~~~”

The earth dragon that quickly stood up and raised his feet trampled heavily on the space, not only made the women who were impacted and shocked briefly feel dizzy, but ice thorns rushed out of the valley and bombarded the women.

The waves of trampling power dissipated. Even though the earth dragon reappeared its vicious appearance, the girls who suffered severe injuries were like dumplings, falling down from the broken ground of the Ice Valley, and it was difficult to stand up again.

Especially the tomboy Diao Yan was most seriously injured. Even though he consciously avoided the key points, his body still gave an ice thorn raised from the ground, penetrated his right chest cavity and hung it on it.

"Ao~~~~"

The huge earth dragon, because it was also severely damaged, was even more fierce than before. He rushed towards Yuan Zhen, who held the ancient fishing rod and wanted to bite him.

"Swish~~~"

Just as Yuan Zhen was about to suffer, a sharp light compressed from the natural mark of the star seal slashed on the thick neck of the earth dragon, leaving a trace of semen on his huge body.

"Bang~~~"

The earth dragon was stiff. The head of the house was separated from its body. It pushed towards Yuan Zhen who was lying on the ground, and her sharp teeth were close to her. Jin Binger and others couldn't help but look horrified.

"I don't know what to do here with an ancient fishing rod, Chen~~~ Do you know the cannon?" A woman holding a star-straw dagger appeared next to the dismembered earth dragon, not stuck at all by the blood gushing like a spring.

When I saw the woman wearing soft crystal high heels, she looked arrogant and her black hair was casually curled up on her head, and the group of female cultivators suffered trauma. The first feeling was that this woman was very strong, but she didn't know her.

"Hehe~~~ Will it arrive so soon? It's earlier than I expected. These are all slaves I have taken to the family. If you have any opinion, choose one to serve you first." Chen Feng's laughter came from the Ice Burial Hall, and he seemed very attentive.

The woman who put away the dagger looked at the female slaves who were in extremely poor condition in the Ice Valley, and then headed towards the Ice Burial Palace.

"Come with me. No matter what you have been ordered, let's stop for the time being." The woman in soft crystal high heels made the female slaves look at each other, not knowing how to deal with it.

After discovering that the woman with soft crystal high heels looked bad and Chen Feng did not refute her, Yuan Zhen and his daughters were forced to get up like a general amnesty and followed her to the Bingzang Palace.

In the huge hall with a slightly gloomy feeling, Chen Feng's fat body almost filled the hall. Not only was his big belly extremely terrifying, but his grinning smile even gave people a sense of hunger.

"I haven't seen each other for more than four years, so I've indulged in this way? Do you want to learn from a big-faced girl..." The woman who walked into the hall said irritably about Chen Feng's terrifying body.

"I am also a disguised accumulation and practice. Haven't you felt that my life span has increased?" Chen Feng opened his blood-covered eyes and looked at Ruan Yun with a smile.

Although Ruan Yun didn't say anything, she knew that Chen Feng gained weight and accumulated spiritual power with his bloated body. He had happened in Mingsheng Temple when he was in Mingsheng Temple, but it was far less exaggerated than it is now.

Moreover, Chen Feng's method of accumulating spiritual power by gaining weight is different from the big-faced girl He Nianshi, but because of the killed Luan Zikun.

"What's going on with them?"

Ruan Yun seemed very dissatisfied with the existence of Yuan Zhen and his maids, and was very annoyed that Chen Feng became more and more aggressive.

"These female cultivators have a pretty good foundation. I'm not thinking about you, too, need someone to serve you. Do you find something for you in advance?" Chen Feng showed a look of decent thinking, indicating that he had no lewd thoughts.

"Before I found it, I heard that you were quite quiet on this Ice Burial Island. Do you want to stay here all the time?" Ruan Yun looked at Yuan Zhen and the girls for a while, and then she could barely believe Chen Feng's words.

"I have handed over the fairy stone to buy peace for a hundred years, so I naturally have to make good use of it. Since you are here, should you live in Ice Burial Island or become the lord of the island sect of Tiansheng Sect?" Chen Feng's terrifying bloated body seemed to have lost the ability to move, and could only stay in the palace and wait for food.

"You don't have to worry about my business. Since you want to match me with a maid, let her follow me." Ruan Yun pointed at Jin Bing'er and said to Chen Feng with a pretty face.

"I'm really willful, so you can do it yourself. It's not convenient for me now. Bing'er, you can follow your new master and serve him well in the future." Chen Feng said with a embarrassed smile.

"Just eat you to death."

Regarding the messy situation of the beast bones in the Ice Burial Hall, Ruan Yun's eyes swept over the maids, giving people a very difficult feeling to get along with.

"Are you leaving now? We haven't had a good chat yet..." Chen Feng couldn't help but say weakly when he saw Ruan Yun leave the hall.

"You look like this, it seems that people can't accept it. If you have anything to do, wait until it recovers." Ruan Yun turned around and smiled, making the dark hall clearer.

"What are you watching there? Apply some black cream and go out to hunt and cook quickly. Don't think that someone has been taken away, you can be lazy..." It was not until Ruan Yun left the Ice Burial Island that Chen Feng seemed to have lost face and roared at the maids, trembling the hall to buzz.

At the urging of Chen Feng, Yuan Zhen and his girls did not dare to neglect them. They quickly dug out black plaster from the medicine jar in the hall, applied it to the wound, and ran out of the hall one after another.

Although he was violently exploited by Chen Feng, the strength of Yuan Zhen and his daughters has made rapid progress in three years. With the support of black ointment and ancient beast flesh and blood, the women not only entered the Zhongtian realm one after another, but their cultivation level has increased rapidly, and they have no intention of stopping.

It was not until there was no one in the hall that Chen Feng's bloated and obese hands formed a cultivation seal, making the galaxy foundation appear on the body.

"Wow! Waw! Waw~~~"

An ancient Taoist scripture overflowed from the mouth of the Buddha on the basis of the galaxy, emitting a hot luster. It actually burned Chen Feng's obese body.

He received the spiritual power accumulated in Chen Feng's fat body, and the ancient Taoist classics were slightly distorted. Crystal light silk extended to his bloodline.

"Huh~~~"

When the crystal clear silk filled part of the blood vessels of the body, Chen Feng's sealed hands spread out, grabbed a hand in the twisted space in front of him, and soon released the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures and pressed them on the Tibetan Buddhist spiritual cover with his big hand.

"Buzz~~~"

In the void in the Sutra, the crystal clear aura vibrates, and the countless low-level cultivation scriptures contained in the floating hand-copied spiritual texts are removed and disappeared.

The dense Taoist scriptures are spewed from the mouths of the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures, but they are no longer the form of spiritual literature that has been stripped of innumerable low-level practice scriptures.
To be continued...
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