A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 1020: Contempt
The first thousand and twentieth chapters of contempt
"According to the jade piece, I can find here, and from here, I will get clues and continue to look for it."
"I just don’t know how many clues and turns are needed to find the ultimate goal! However, this is also worthy of his identity, after all, how could such a precious thing be found so easily ?"
"The piece of jade, and the one we found here, is just a small paragraph on top of this huge clue!"
Chen Feng asked: "Yin and Yang, what level of master does that have to be? Soul Condensation?"
"Soul Condensation Realm? Soul Condensation Realm is a fart in front of the Great Emperor Yin Yang!" An Lao said disdainfully:
"Speaking bluntly, the Soul Condensation Realm is not even qualified to show him the door. When the Great Emperor Yin and Yang was at its peak, the lowest servants outside the palace, I am afraid that they would exceed the Soul Condensation Realm!" /
Chen Feng took a breath: "It's no wonder that the outermost part of the tomb of the Great Emperor Yin and Yang is guarded by such a powerful evil spirit."
He asked: "Then what should we do now? With this bone spirit giant python here, we can't help it!"
An old man smiled slightly and said: "It is rumored that the tomb of Emperor Yin and Yang has four entrances."
"These entrances are basically located in Qingzhou!"
"On the jade tripod, each side records the location of an entrance, and the jade board we get is no exception."
"On our jade board, there is a position recorded, which is another one besides this entrance. As long as you look carefully, you can definitely find it here!"
Chen Feng nodded, carefully looked at the mountains and rivers outlined on the jade board, and remembered everything in his heart.
The two left here soon, and this day is already the fifteenth day of entering the Spirit Mountain Range.
That is the last day.
Chen Feng suddenly patted his head and said: "It's broken, I haven't hunted the purple deer yet!"
"Well," he said with a smile: "With my strength, hunting them is easy."
Chen Feng continued to walk forward, and when he had just walked out of a valley, he suddenly saw a monster beast rushing here.
This monster beast is shaped like a deer and has a purple body. It looks quite luxurious.
But the size, quite violent, is as tall as three people, six or seven meters long, huge
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The hoof is the size of a giant water tank.
After seeing Chen Feng, it even made a violent roar and rushed towards Chen Feng.
Chen Feng looked at it, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help showing a slight smile: "This kind of monster, it must be the purple spirit deer, this purple spirit deer is equivalent to the cultivation base of the tenth building of the human warrior gods." /
The purple spirit deer is also quite powerful, at least in this purple spirit mountain range, it is one of the most powerful spirit beasts.
But in front of Chen Feng, it was obviously not enough.
Chen Feng smiled slightly, flashed around, and came directly to the purple spirit deer, and threw a punch.
The purple spirit deer let out a mournful cry, and was directly beaten out for several tens of meters, hitting heavily on the cliff, and his body was torn apart.
This powerful monster was directly killed by Chen Feng.
Then, Chen Feng stepped forward.
He doesn't care about monster beasts of this level anymore. To him, the fur and crystal cores on this monster beast are of little value.
Chen Feng just cut off his left hind hoof.
The hoof is purple. This will be a proof that Chen Feng killed the number of purple spirit beasts here.
Chen Feng continued to move forward, and soon he ran into many purple spirit deer.
These purple spirit deer looked noble and elegant, but they were actually very irritable. Before Chen Feng went to clean them up, they took the initiative to provoke Chen Feng and attack Chen Feng.
Chen Feng naturally laughed at him, punched one, and killed all of them.
Soon, there were four or five hundred purple spirit deer hoofs in his mustard bag.
Chen Feng estimated that with these, it should be almost the same, and other people shouldn't hunt more than himself.
Chen Feng hurried forward, and on the way back, he killed hundreds of purple spirit deer and collected a total of a thousand.
At the entrance of the Purple Spirit Mountain Range, on a clearing ground, everyone is already waiting there.
The disciples who participated in the competition also returned, with one exception, Chen Feng.
Everyone was waiting anxiously.
It's almost noon, the City Lord of Sifang stood up at this moment and announced loudly:
"There is another hour, it will be the deadline for the first round of written examinations."
Then sat back again, his face indifferent.
This person is a tall and burly middle-aged man named Xu Xuanshui.
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Every year of the competition, the host is the city owner of the city that won the competition in the previous year.
Sifang City has won the first place in the competition for five consecutive years.
A whisper sounded from below:
"There is still one hour, the first round of the competition is over, why the guy in Dongming City hasn't returned?"
"What's that person's name? It seems to be Chen Feng, haha, he wouldn't die here, he was killed and swallowed by those purple spirit deer, right?"
"It is possible that Dongming City is so wasteful, and the people who come are also wasteful. Any kind of situation may happen."
"Yes, if you hadn't already died inside, how could you come back so late?"
Speaking, there was a burst of laughter from below.
A fat man in luxurious clothes walked over staggeringly.
This is a young boy in his twenties. He is fat and ugly, but he is self-proclaimed and dressed in fancy clothes.
She even had powder on her face, she was quite cold in the late autumn, she was still holding a fan in her hand, and she was arty.
He walked up to Sun alone, looked at him, and said arrogantly, "Sun alone, it seems that I overestimated you Dongming City before."
"Haha, I should have thought of it long ago, you people in Dongming City are such a waste."
"Unexpectedly, he didn't even have the honor of dying under my hands. He died directly in the Purple Spirit Mountain Range."
Sun Yiren's face is flushed~IndoMTL.com~ said angrily: "Fatty Zhou, don't **** your mother!"
"Chen Feng will definitely be able to come out, there is still another hour, what are you looking for in a hurry?"
"Haha, there is another hour? One hour, do you think he can come back?"
Zhou Fatty laughed arrogantly: "Sun alone, don't hold on any more, your people must have died in the Purple Spirit Mountains."
"Hurry up and give up as soon as possible and give me your position as the city lord of Dongming City!"
Sun Yiren shook his head slowly but firmly, and Fatty Zhou let out a cold snort: "I really don't know how to promote it."
Soon, an hour's time passed.
The City Lord of Sifang City stood up and announced loudly: "The hour has come, the ten-cities competition, the first round is officially concluded..."
As soon as he had the word ‘beam’ about to come out, suddenly, a monster riding a monster in the distance came quickly towards this side.
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