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With the departure of the Yin Yang men, the entire cultivation world surged with a wave of attacks against the purple maple. Under the arrangement of some people, each and every cultivator in the vast sea of people looked for the purple-haired youth with surging blood. However, those who had reached the age where they did not care were watching from the sidelines coldly without a change in their expressions.

However, that premeditated fellow was at a loss. At this critical moment where righteousness and evil were irreconcilable, he did not know how those old fellows could tolerate righteous people to rescue the members of the Devil Sect.

However, all the heroes of the world were clamoring to kill Zi Feng, even giving him justice as a lover in their dreams. In this era, the purple-clothed young girl who often looked like a fairy in the hearts of this generation of youngsters was like a goddess. In this era, the purple-clothed young girl who often looked like a fairy in the hearts of this generation of youngsters was like a fairy in the heart of this generation of young people.

All of a sudden, this generation of youngsters felt their heads turn hot, so they put down their training and started searching the entire world for the very arrogant guy with purple hair. Some of them went deep into the prehistoric land, some of them stepped into the Southern Wasteland, and some of them even went straight for the Yellow Dragon, stepping into the Demon Gate.

For a time, all of the disciples in the cultivation world went missing. Some of the smaller sects had fallen, leaving behind only the leaders of the older generation. The younger generation had all died. In the end, the seniors of the cultivation world really couldn't bear to see their own disciples decline so drastically and thought of an idea. In the end, the seniors of the cultivation world really couldn't bear to see their own disciples decrease so drastically and thought of an idea.

In the end, those old fellows had no other choice but to take out their trump cards. Only then did those juniors settle down.

After Zi Feng became famous, the first chapter of the Purple Emperor Scripture written by his descendants was a description. When Zi Feng stepped onto the road of cultivation, he set off a purple current, causing the elites of that era to fall one after another.

It was also the purple-coloured flow that allowed Chu Feng to see the world of cultivation clearly. How was it clear and bright? It was clearly a mess. After being killed many times, Zi Feng discovered that his senses had become even sharper. At this moment, Chu Feng was standing on top of the mountain range. As he recalled the events of the previous night, his heart was filled with fear. If it wasn't for the Earth Dragon, he, You Mingdeng and Little White would probably have said their goodbyes to Hong Chen.

However, right now, Chu Feng's face was firm and his eyes were filled with anger. He muttered, "Demon? Is this the so-called righteous path that you people call being an evil monster? Can it be that people like you who sacrifice your lives at all be able to poison your opponents? "

Chu Feng was questioning himself. What was a demon? This was undoubtedly an excuse for the victor to evade his scolding. Amongst the assassins, the one who wanted to punish them was Zi Feng, "Zi Feng, the scum of the Devil Sect."

But was Zi Feng really not looking at him the way they said he would? This requires the careful understanding of the mind.

After a while, Chu Feng who had calmed down suddenly discovered a problem. In the assassination yesterday, there was a person who was very special. It was the same as the black-clothed person who killed him. Zi Feng couldn't help but frown. Just who in the world wanted to harm him in this way? Chu Feng looked into the distance and the Yin Yang person that he only met once suddenly appeared in his mind.

However, Zi Feng couldn't think of any reason for that person to assassinate him like that. Although he was poisoned yesterday, the hot-blooded young man who was initially killed by Chu You and Little White in the blink of an eye, the black-clothed person who appeared in the end, with just a few strikes, caused Little White and You You You to lose their ability to fight. When the black-clothed person neared Zi Feng step by step, the flood dragon that was circling in the air swooped down and swallowed the black-clothed person into his stomach.

After being poisoned for a few days, he woke up with pain in his head. However, when he saw that You You and Xiao had recovered, he looked at Zi Feng anxiously. This Zi Feng's heart felt much better.

When Little White saw Zi Feng wake up, it mewled twice. Little White licked its lips and thought in its heart, "Luckily I woke up, otherwise I wouldn't be able to eat roast duck anymore."

Chu Feng, who had woken up, rested for a moment. He knew that this place was not too safe, and that even with the protection of the Earth Dragon, he would not be completely safe. Deep into the night, Chu Feng sat on the ground and quietly cleaned up the remaining poison in his body. The Netherworld, on the other hand, slapped Whitey awake and whined, "We need to have a small meeting. This time, our mistake is just a big boss ?"

As he spoke, Netherworld's face became baleful. If his boss really couldn't wake up, then he would bury his head and bitterly cultivate for decades. Once his cultivation had reached the Large Success Stage, he would definitely stir up this cultivation world. This kind of friendship between life and death was deeply engraved in the heart of the Netherworld. Lil 'White swallowed the words that came out of his mouth when he saw the expression of the Netherworld Udumbara had on her face as if she was going to kill someone.

If the Netherworld found out that he was worried about Zi Feng's comfort, it was because he was worried that there wouldn't be any wild ducks to eat in the future, so the Netherworld would not hesitate to slap him.

On the next day, when the sun rose from the east, Zi Feng opened his eyes, which were still closed. The purple maple standing in the wind had a feeling of independence in this morning wind.

The summer gradually moved further away. The early autumn morning was a little cold, and some of the leaves had already started to curl up. Zi Feng couldn't help but feel sad as he thought of the cold wind carrying away the piles of dead leaves.

His father's tall figure unconsciously appeared in his mind. As he thought about it, all sorts of distant concerns appeared in his mind. Chu Feng touched the yellow badge in his bosom and looked into the distance. He muttered, "I would quite like to see who is behind this." The yellow token was taken off by the man in black. This made Chu Feng want to find out who the mastermind was.

It seemed he would have to go to the peak of the northern mountains and ask that brother of his if he knew the origin of the token. He knew well that the north was at the devil realm. With his identity as the righteous leader, it would be hard for him to take even a single step! However, he still decided to take a look because in this vast sea of people, he was the only person he had a slight friendship with. When the depressed Chu Feng thought of one thing, he became a bit excited.

This was also the only joyous event in the past few days. He had vaguely stepped into the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Stage. Perhaps it was due to his nervousness during the past few days that the purple fruit's energy remained in his meridians.

Right now, he was silently calculating his position in his heart. The Danyang Peak was located in the southwest corner, and he was less than a thousand miles away from it. The mountain in the north was located in the northeast corner, facing this Danyang Peak.

It looked like he was going to take a walk in the secular world.

After tidying up his mood, Chu Feng leaped and a flying sword instantly flew underneath Chu Feng's feet. The Netherworld and Little White also jumped onto the flying sword and flew away.

The flood dragon hovering in the sky faintly released waves of dragon roars. It seemed as if it was lamenting how fast this kid's growth had been going.

However, an old man standing on the peak of a nearby mountain couldn't help but frown as he muttered to himself, "How could this happen? If this goes on, I'm afraid ?"

As the old man spoke, his face couldn't help but show a trace of anger. Could it be that he was really going to strangle a ghost that was rarely seen in a thousand years? Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but shake his head, he couldn't help but think that the old guys also wouldn't agree.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to have thought of something, and his wrinkled face couldn't help but reveal a smile. He thought to himself, "He actually wants to go to the peak of the northern mountains. Even if that flood dragon is helping him secretly, he'll still be in danger!" I'll just be his free bodyguard and let him owe me a favor. Even if he's dissatisfied with the right path in the future, he probably won't go overboard for his own sake.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but disappear from where he stood.

Chu Feng, who was shuttling through the clouds, felt refreshed as he looked at the clouds in front of him. Chu Feng, who was standing in the air above the ground, couldn't help feeling some lingering fear. If he fell down, it would be ? Upon thinking of this, Chu Feng stood firmly on his feet. If he were to be careless and fall from the sky, he would likely become the first person to do so in the past thousands of years! The fast speed of the teleportation made Lil 'White very excited as it whined non-stop.

This made You You, who was sitting to the side, very depressed. He thought about how it was impossible for Xiao Bai to have the demeanor of a king at all! How utterly humiliating for the Four Divine Beasts. He couldn't help but want to teach him a lesson, so he said, "Little White! You should know that when you belong to the White Tiger race, you should have the demeanor of a king.

When Lil 'White heard this, he thought of his own image and couldn't help but sit there like his elder brother, Zi Feng. At this time, the Netherworld couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, sighing with emotion about how great it was to be in a quiet world. If Lil 'White knew that Zi Feng stood there like that out of fear, would he vomit blood out of depression?

Not far ahead.

Chu Feng faintly saw a small town and the flying swords under his feet couldn't help but slowly descend. He recalled that he had excitedly went to a gathering to see if he could find a teacher who could guide him. He didn't expect that he would be rejected at the door and then spend all his time cultivating deep in the mountains. However, he met that cold girl and gave him a secret manual for refining pills before he left. He then unintentionally saved a member of the devil sect, which was followed by an endless onslaught.

Thinking of the assassination, Chu Feng couldn't help frowning as he thought about the mysterious black-clothed assassin and the mastermind behind it. Chu Feng felt that everything seemed to be different from what he originally thought. However, he still achieved his goal for this journey.

Chu Feng jumped off his flying sword, tidied himself up, brushed off the dust on his body and walked toward the little town. This little town was much more prosperous than before. It could be considered a small city. Chu Feng looked around, then proceeded to walk forward. This was the first time he came to this world. However, when he thought of the words of the Netherworld, he couldn't help but feel like he had the air of a king, so he couldn't say a single word. However, his curiosity caused him to look all over the place.

For a moment, this strange movement made everyone feel that it was funny. Entering the town that was filled with people, Chu Feng instantly had a feeling of returning. After over a year of living in the forest, Chu Feng felt that he was a bit like a wild person. He wasn't used to suddenly returning.

The wind blew away the clouds on the horizon, and in a split-second, the cold rain began to fall one after another. At that instant, Chu Feng who stood in front of the window of the tavern, the longing in his brain couldn't help but float into the distance and he muttered, "You and I are swimming around the Soul Linking Rope in the Jadefallen." It's raining again. What happened to you?

The sound of rain fell bit by bit onto my heart. Thinking back to the rainy night we had walked together, the peach flowers we had seen together, the night sky we had seen together. For a time, the image of He Cheng Xiang couldn't help appearing in his mind. How was he concerned about her in the distance? Chu Feng couldn't help asking himself in his heart. Could he go back now? Thinking of that, Chu Feng felt a bit sad.

Now that he had achieved nothing and been assassinated several times, he would probably implicate her if he went back! Thinking about that, Chu Feng decisively cut off the urge to look back at the girl. He wouldn't let the girl get hurt, not even if it was a little.