Said the boss while smiling coldly. He had already stopped and moved back. After Lin Feng's silhouette disappeared, the others stopped too. The purple flute and Zhao Ming Jun were standing next to each other. Chu Chun Qiu was standing on the ground and looking at the black flames. They couldn't sense Lin Feng's Qi anymore.
"Lin Feng, you're dead? You've survived so many disasters and now you're dead? " Chu Chun Qiu couldn't accept that. Lin Feng had been his enemy for a few hundred years, he had always hated him and admired him, and now he was dead?
Zi Jing Xiao pulled a long face. Lin Feng was dead, the situation had changed. Five cultivators in black chang pao, two of them were fighting against Qing Ling Xuan and the others, they would be killed very quickly. Zhao Ming Jun and Zi Jing Xiao would have to fight against five cultivators in black chang pao.
They didn't need to guess the result, they would definitely lose. They wouldn't be able to save Qing Xin Yue, they wouldn't even be able to escape from Ju Valley. Lin Feng was the key to everything. Now that Lin Feng was dead, the cultivators in black clothes were in their favor.
"I shouldn't have trusted Lin Feng." Zhao Ming Jun looked glum. He regretted giving such an important task to Lin Feng.
"What's the point of saying that now?" Shouted the purple flute in a deep voice. He didn't know what to do. Everything had happened too suddenly. Everybody was unprepared.
"Hehe, I'll give you one option. If you and Zhao Ming Jun leave Ju Valley, we won't kill you. What do you think?" He looked at the purple flute and Zhao Ming Jun carefully. He needed a clear answer from the two of them. As long as the two of them left, the rest of the people would not be a problem.
The atmosphere became heavy. The amethyst flute and Zhao Mingjun looked at each other. Both of them had different expressions in their eyes. Seeing the two of them begin to hesitate, Hun Zang and Qing Lingxuan's expressions immediately changed. If the amethyst flute and Zhao Mingjun left, they would definitely die.
They didn't need to think too much about that. The purple flute and Zhao Ming Jun were the main forces in the mission to save Qing Xin Yue. If they left, the entire team would collapse.
Chu Chun Qiu wasn't in the mood to think about that. He was fixedly staring at the black energies. They were still burning. Normally, Lin Feng was dead, so the energies should have disappeared, but at that moment, they were still burning.
Lin Feng, oh Lin Feng, how could you just die like that? How could you die like that? You've been through so many storms and waves. This shouldn't be your most dangerous moment. Don't tell me you don't have a trump card?
But you didn't die, so what are you doing in there? Or do you have a plan of your own? Are you plotting something?
When Chu Chun Qiu thought about that, his facial expression changed. Since he was sure that Lin Feng wasn't dead, he had to show off his abilities and buy time for Lin Feng. Otherwise, the cultivator in the black chang pao would discover him.
"Violetthorn Flute, Zhao Mingjun, leave." Chu Chun Qiu jumped up in the air and landed next to the flute and Zhao Ming Jun. He looked glum.
Said Chu Chun Qiu suddenly. The five black-cloaked men looked at Chu Chun Qiu. Chu Chun Qiu successfully attracted their attention.
Lin Feng took a deep breath. Initially, he was worried that the cultivators in black chang pao would discover that he wasn't dead, but Chu Chun Qiu was smart. Lin Feng wasn't worried. Chu Chun Qiu was an old enemy, so he knew Lin Feng better than anyone else.
"Master, thank you for helping me." Said Lin Feng to Shi Siming using telepathy. Shi Siming didn't reply. He was too weak at that moment, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to help Lin Feng anymore.
Because if he continued to help Lin Feng, his soul would be destroyed. Shi Siming wasn't selfless, he was selfish too, but Lin Feng was extremely grateful that he had helped Lin Feng.
"Master, I'm very grateful that you've done so much for me. Since it's like that, I'll tell you my trump card and let you go to my spirit world. It'll be beneficial for both of us."
Lin Feng took a deep breath. He was ready to let Shi Siming go to his spirit world. Shi Siming's soul would be able to absorb a vast amount of life strength and recover in a short time.
Moreover, Shi Siming didn't have any reason to tell others about his Martial Spirit World, and he wouldn't do so.
After making his decision, Lin Feng didn't wait for Shi Siming to say anything. He immediately took Shi Siming out of his ring and into his spirit's world. Shi Siming felt a boundless vitality in his spirit's world.
"Thank you, Lin Feng, hahaha!" Said Shi Siming laughing. He was flying around in his spirit world. It was the first time he had seen such a wonderful world. It was a hundred times better than Eternal Kingdom.
"Master, my family is in there, please don't disturb them." Said Lin Feng to Shi Siming.
Shi Siming nodded. He had also restrained himself a little, but he had found a suitable place to recover his soul power.
Lin Feng also had a new plan. He wanted to kill the cultivators in black clothes and kill Kuang Zhan. He couldn't kill the other cultivators in black clothes, but he could kill Kuang Zhan. As for how to kill him, he had to lure him into his spirit world, just like how he had killed the Evil Tomb.
Lin Feng was an absolute ruler in his spirit world. He had broken through to the second God Emperor Layer, so he could easily kill Kuang Zhan in his spirit world. Lin Feng looked at Chu Chun Qiu. Chu Chun Qiu had to buy time for him. Once he recovered, he would kill Kuang Zhan.
Chu Chun Qiu's words astonished the cultivators in black clothes, but also infuriated Qing Ling Xuan.
"Chu Chun Qiu, what are you talking about? Do you want to be Yuan Feng too? Betray us? " Shouted Qing Ling Xuan explosively. What Chu Chun Qiu had said had infuriated him. Qing Ling Xuan was on the verge of exploding. His heart was on the verge of exploding.
Chu Chun Qiu was like a fuse. He was furious.
The purple flute and Zhao Ming Jun looked at Chu Chun Qiu with complicated expressions. Zhao Ming Jun asked, "Why do you want us to leave? Don't you want the Tai Qing Sect's reward?"
"I want it, of course I want it. I'm not stupid. I won't waste it, but I think my life is more important. Nothing is more important than my life. What do you think? The cultivators in black clothes? "said Chu Chun Qiu, frowning. He raised his head and looked at the cultivators in black clothes.
The five black-cloaked men were astonished by Chu Chun Qiu's words, but they admired Chu Chun Qiu. He was helping them persuade the flute and Zhao Ming Jun. It was a good thing, they couldn't deny it.
"Of course, nothing is more important than your life. You saw how Lin Feng died. If you hadn't come in the first place, you wouldn't have died."
"What are you talking about?" Said the leader of the cultivators in black clothes. He looked amused. With Chu Chun Qiu's words, he was convinced that the purple flute and Zhao Ming Jun were tempted.
Chu Chun Qiu looked at the five people in black cloaks, then turned around and looked at the black energy. The black energy was getting weaker and weaker. Chu Chun Qiu smiled. His plan had started, he had achieved his goal.
Chu Chun Qiu turned around and smiled indifferently, "Of course, no matter what you decide, I'll be on your side. After all, we're a team, aren't we?"
"If you leave, we won't be able to live, right?" said Chu Chun Qiu in a solemn way.
The purple flute frowned. He realized that Chu Chun Qiu's words were contradictory. What was he trying to do? He frowned.
Chu Chun Qiu knew that the flute was confused. It was time to tell him something.
"Purple flute, Lin Feng isn't dead. Don't be surprised. He has his own plans. We'll buy him some time." Said Chu Chun Qiu to the flute using telepathy. When the flute heard him, his facial expression changed.
The purple flute turned around and looked at the black energies. They were becoming dimmer and dimmer. Lin Feng's Qi was getting weaker and weaker. As expected, he hadn't died.
The purple flute was surprised. Lin Feng had suffered such a powerful attack and hadn't died? Even the purple flute would have had to think about how to deal with that attack, but Lin Feng, a cultivator of the second God Emperor, had survived.
The purple flute realized that Lin Feng wasn't a simple cultivator. He was a young cultivator, and his future was limitless. He didn't envy him, he only admired him!
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