A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 4828: 2000 drops of witch blood!
After Zhan Xiu and others left.
Chen Feng took a deep breath and looked at the corpses of the thousands of Wu Clan demons around him.
No, to be precise, looking at the thousands of drops of blood floating above their bodies!
Or, to be more precise.
A total of two thousand drops of the blood of the evil spirits of the witch race!
In addition to the thousand evil demons of the witch race, the thousand witch beasts have each condensed a drop of blood!
This is a huge surprise far beyond Chen Feng's expectations!
Every drop of blood is as bright as a ruby.
There is an incomparably powerful and surging power in it, condensing it.
Like volcanoes about to erupt!
This kind of blood that has just been condensed brings together the power of their blood, the power of race, and the inheritance of their talents!
Even, all cultivation bases!
Every drop is extremely scary and precious.
Chen Feng laughed, very pleased, and whispered to himself softly: "With these thousands of drops of essence and blood, my great witchcraft can be improved to an unknown extent!"
"Will it break into the second level, and what kind of witch body can it turn into?"
At this time, Fang Wanjian's gaze also swept towards the two thousand drops of witch family evil spirits.
Suddenly realized: "Yan Changfeng, it turns out that this is your purpose."
Time is pushed back three hours ago.
Chen Feng stepped into the handsome account and said lightly:
"Marshal, today is the day when I repay your 700,000 great merits."
"The day to witness that I two are not spies is here."
"It's time for me to hand you a certificate of submission!"
Fang Wanjian stood up suddenly, his face full of excitement.
He has been looking forward to this day.
He said half a month before Chen Feng, at this time limit, he had already guessed a little.
Chen Feng will definitely make a big move within half a month.
Today, this day, finally arrived!
He stared at Chen Feng: "What are you going to do?"
Chen Feng smiled slightly and leaned forward to say a few words in a low voice.
Even Fang Wanjian's heart-nature city, after hearing these few words, couldn't help but suddenly change.
His face was cloudy and sunny for a long time, and then he calmed down and stared at Chen Feng: "What is it that you want?"
At this time, Fang Wanjian finally knew what Chen Feng's purpose was.
He stared at Chen Feng, his eyes deep: "Presumably, you need a lot of witches and evil spirits in your cultivation, right?"
Chen Feng nodded lightly.
Before, he bought the blood of the witch race demons in the big camp, how could he hide Fang Wanjian?
Fang Wanjian shook his head: "Those collected witches and evil spirits."
"The quantity is very small and the quality is low. Even if it is harvested for decades, I am afraid it will not be as good as today."
"Great, great!"
Chen Feng smiled: "It's still the blessing of the commander."
He said leisurely: "Marshal, you promised my three conditions before, do you remember?"
Fang Wanjian naturally remembered clearly.
One of the conditions is that from today onwards, all the blood of the Witch Clan demons obtained in the big camp belongs to Yan Changfeng.
He was even more shocked.
"The scheming of Yan Changfeng is really deep to the extreme."
"From that moment, I was waiting for today."
He is also very greedy with these two thousand drops of witch blood.
Before, since Chen Feng had promised, naturally he would not break his promise.
Shen Shen nodded: "Okay, all these blood is yours."
Chen Feng laughed, beckoned, and in an instant, two thousand drops of the blood of the Witch Clan demons were collected by Chen Feng.
Turning around and walking towards the depths of the camp: "Then leave first."
Fang Wanjian also turned and left, just shouting loudly:
"Tomorrow morning, everyone will gather outside the gate."
"In addition, the hundreds of thousands of idle and powerful people outside the big camp are also brought here."
Chen Feng and Tianchou Beast Slave returned to the big tent.
As soon as the Tiancun Beast Slave came in, he was immediately full of excitement: "Brother, you are so amazing."
"A total of two thousand drops of witch evil spirit blood! And the level is not low!"
In Fang Wanjian's eyes, this is Chen Feng's true goal.
In the explanation passed by Chen Feng to Fang Wanjian, this is also his true purpose.
But the Tiancun Beast Slave knew that only a few words of what Chen Feng said were true, and all the causes and consequences were false.
If the cause and effect are false, will his purpose be true?
What is his real purpose?
At this time, one of Chen Feng's goals seems to have been exposed.
It seems that he is exactly what the other party Wan Jian said before, he is to obtain enough training resources.
His purpose is to let Zhan Xiu lead a thousand powerful evil spirits from the witch clan to come here to get the bait.
Being beheaded by himself, thus obtaining the essence and blood of two thousand witch race demons.
But, is this really the case?
Is Chen Feng's purpose really that simple?
Chen Feng waved his hand casually, and the two thousand drops of evil spirits of the witch race of all levels scattered out.
"These things do not belong to me, but belong to you and me."
"What do you mean?"
Chen Feng smiled, spreading his hands, and Da Wu Hui Tian Gong appeared.
"You also consider whether you want to practice this thing."
If it were someone else, Chen Feng would directly ask him to practice the Great Witch Return to Heaven~IndoMTL.com~ but Chen Feng was a little bit uncertain about the Heavenly Cultivation Beast Slave.
The race of the Celestial Beast Slave itself is really too special and outstanding!
It feels that his body is already close to the state of a natural divine body.
His talent is also incredible. Taking his cultivation speed as an example, everyone Chen Feng has seen so far is able to stabilize the Heavenly Remnant Beast Slave in cultivation speed, only himself.
Besides, he has never seen anyone practicing so fast.
Even, he does not need to deliberately cultivate anything, he has extremely strong strength growth.
This makes Chen Feng a little worried.
"If he was allowed to practice the Great Witch Return to Heaven, would it be a bad thing for him?"
So, Chen Feng has to ask what he thinks.
The Tiancun Beast Slave pondered for a moment, and whispered softly: "I feel that my body has a lot of rejection against the Great Wu Huitian Gong."
"But I can try it."
Chen Feng nodded: "Okay."
After that, he sat cross-legged.
Two thousand drops of blood are suspended in front of him.
Chen Feng sighed softly, the Great Wu Huitian Gong quietly operated.
In an instant, dozens of drops of blood were sucked into his body.
In the next moment, the body supported by these essence and blood instantly turned into the body of the evil demon of the witch race.
Simple, vigorous, tall and rough.
Chen Feng sat cross-legged, in the dantian, in the big witch blood pool, you are covered with a shallow layer of blood.
Of course, very shallow and very thin.
It is estimated that there is only one knuckle deep.
Next, Chen Feng urged the Great Wu Huitian Gong to the extreme!
In the dantian, the blood pool is rolling!
Although it is a small pond, its movement is like the sea lifting waves!
The blood spins and turns into a huge vortex, with huge suction surging crazily.