A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 4338: Because, luck!

Latest website: He found that the more he understood Soul Slave, the more unfathomable his strength became.

Judging from the strength he showed just now, he is at least at the peak of the Seven-Star Martial Emperor, and may even be able to reach the Eight-Star Martial Emperor.

Two realms higher than Chen Feng.

Now, he is obviously very accomplished in formations.

Not to mention his level of alchemy!

The area formed in the middle of these nine huge volcanoes is a huge abyss.

It is extremely deep, like leading to hell.

And their floating platform is directly above the abyss, surrounded by nine volcanoes!

Each volcano has a crater diameter of hundreds of thousands of meters.

There is rolling lava inside, and the waves are rough, like a sea of ​​lava.

Although the magma is not erupting, it does not mean that there is no heat.

On the contrary, now it feels like the extreme heat is accumulating inside, and it seems that it may explode at any time!

Although there was no explosion, the terrifying heat still steamed out and gathered here.

No wonder the temperature here is so high, reaching thousands or tens of thousands of degrees!

The soul slave looked at Chen Feng and suddenly smiled.

At this time, the expression on his face was like a child who got a gift during the New Year and couldn't help but show off to others.

It seemed that he had completed a masterpiece that was particularly to his liking and couldn't help but show off.

There was unconcealable pride in his eyes:

"Chen Feng, you didn't expect that you were sure that you could rescue Han Yu'er and Qingqiu Yaoguang, but you ended up in such an ending, right?"

At this time, Chen Feng changed from the panic and despair just now.

Instead, he slowly stood up straight.

He stared at the soul slave, his expression cold and firm, and said word by word:

"Soul slave, if I fall into your hands, I will kill or chop you, please do as you please!"

"It's just that there's no need to say this kind of nonsense anymore!"

When these words are spoken, the soul slave is like a chicken whose neck is broken.

The words of Soul Slave were directly blocked in his throat, making him unable to say a word.

He suddenly looked cold and stared at Chen Feng angrily.

However, Chen Feng's actions made him completely put his mind at ease.

In his opinion, Chen Feng's behavior just now was normal.

The current behavior is more normal.

Just now, Chen Feng was so badly hit that his self-esteem couldn't bear it and his spirit couldn't bear it, so he was like that just now.

And he is, after all, the most outstanding disciple of the Nine Sects.

After being in the sleeves for so long, I should have recovered by now.

That’s why it behaves like this.

Very different from just now.

Chen Feng's performance not only did not make Soul Slave suspicious, but also eliminated his last trace of doubt.

Because this is the proper reaction.

If Chen Feng was still as panicked and desperate as before, he would have to wonder if there was something wrong.

He took a deep look at Chen Feng and said coldly: "That's fine, you are a dying person anyway."

"There is no point in telling you these words!"

"You only need to remember one thing, that is, you have fallen into my heart!"

"You, a peerless genius, the proud son of God, with god-level talents and good luck, who can be called the son of the Dragon Vein Continent, have fallen into my hands!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became. Looking at Chen Feng, his eyes showed extreme greed, joy, and joy!

The whole person was almost dancing.

It seems like Chen Feng is some incredible treasure!

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and laughed wildly:

"God has treated me well! Let me successfully capture you!"

"A century-old wish has finally come true today!"

"Okay, it's getting late."

His laughter suddenly stopped, his expression changed, and he said calmly: "Chen Feng, let me send you three on your way!"

"But don't worry, you three will not die in vain!"

A strange look of fanaticism appeared on his face, he opened his arms, trembling all over, and shouted loudly:

"You three will be thrown into my Heavenly Emperor's Furnace!"

"The magic elixir that I have been refining for six hundred years will be completely perfected!"

"And this divine elixir is enough for me to suppress the entire Soul-Destroying Palace! Or even dominate the Dragon Vein Continent!"

He looked at the three of them and smiled strangely:

"You three can make this contribution for me."

"You deserve to die, and you will be lucky for the rest of your life!"

"What?"

Han Yuer and others all exclaimed.

However, the difference is that Han Yuer and Qingqiu Yaoguang are real, while Chen Feng is pretending.

Chen Feng stared at the soul slave, deliberately showing a panic expression.

It seems that as soon as he heard that he was going to be refined into the elixir, everyone panicked.

He gritted his teeth and said: "Soul slave, if you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please!"

"But you want to refine me into the elixir? I, Chen Feng, will never let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

At this time, Chen Feng actually did it deliberately, trying to trick the soul slave.

Because, he had probably planned to be a soul slave before.

Now, it’s just to confirm my last guess!

The soul slave laughed, pointed at him and said: "Chen Feng, why do you think I went to all the trouble to capture you?"

"Not for you?"

"You are the last main ingredient of the magical elixir that I have been refining for six hundred years, and you are also the most precious and rare main ingredient!"

After hearing these words, Han Yu'er and Qingqiu Yaoguang's expressions changed drastically.

Han Yu'er trembled: "You? What do you mean?"

"Aren't the two of us your main elixir? What does it have to do with Junior Brother Chen Feng? Why did you throw him into the alchemy furnace?"

She was really panicking at this time.

Even if she knew that Chen Feng had a back-up plan, she even knew that Chen Feng had determined everything today.

But when she thought of Chen Feng being thrown into the alchemy furnace, she still felt unspeakable fear in her heart.

The soul slave looked disdainful and scolded coldly: "What do you know?"

"The magic elixir I refined ~IndoMTL.com~ took six hundred years!"

"In the past six hundred years, I have thrown more than 3,000 precious medicinal materials into it. Each medicinal material can be regarded as a rare treasure in the Dragon Vein Continent!"

"However, there are still a few very special main ingredients missing!"

"These cherished main ingredients are you! But later, I got to know Chen Feng. Only then did I realize that Chen Feng is the most suitable, most precious, and top-notch main ingredient!"

He stared at Chen Feng with greed on his face: "Chen Feng, there is no one more suitable than you!"

Chen Feng's heart moved: "He wants to use me as the main medicine!"

"The most important reason why he chose me as the main medicine is because of my luck!"

"Could it be that this elixir of his is actually..." I want to talk about "Peerless Martial Spirit" with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~

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