Chapter 2260
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"What, what are you trying to do?"
The demonic cultivator's voice trembled as he felt the aura of death enveloping him. He could not help but feel regret. If he had known earlier, he would not have attacked this person while he was alone.
Fengjiu stared at him without saying a word. Instead, the Dark Energy in her body surged. She stabbed the large saber in her hand into the ground and in the next moment, her figure flashed and her fist, which contained a strong Dark Energy, swung violently.
"Whoosh! Bang bang bang! "
The sound of her fists landing on the ground was heard. The demonic cultivator was stunned for a moment. He could not dodge in time and took a direct hit from Fengjiu's fists, which contained a strong hidden force.
Every punch contained a hidden force. When it landed, it was as if a heavy iron hammer had struck down. The muffled banging sound was unusually clear and occasionally, there was the crisp sound of bones breaking.
"Ah …"
Screams of agony rang out in the forest, startling the birds in the forest and causing them to flap their wings and fly away. Some of the cultivators in the forest heard the screams and each of them had a different expression on their faces. However, no one went near the source of the sound.
This kind of thing happened too often. Sometimes, meddling in other people's business would cause them to lose their lives. Surviving in this kind of place, all they had to do was to survive.
"Ah! Mmm … "
The screams of agony grew weaker and weaker. However, at this moment, Fengjiu, who had vented her anger, stopped. She stepped on the demonic cultivator whose face was bruised and swollen and was on the verge of death and asked, "Do you want to live?"
When the demonic cultivator, who was already powerless to resist, heard this, he quivered and hurriedly replied, "Yes! Yes! " The person in front of him was like a demon in his eyes. He had thought that he would be beaten to death. Since he had asked this question, did that mean that he had a chance of survival?
"Even if you want me to follow you, I will agree. As long as, as long as you spare my life and don't kill me," the demonic cultivator said as he looked at Fengjiu. His eyes were filled with a strong will to live.
"Let me ask you, where is this place?" Fengjiu asked in a low voice. Not only had she changed her appearance, even her voice had become hoarse and masculine.
Hearing this, the demonic cultivator was stunned, as if he did not expect Fengjiu to ask this question. He pointed at Fengjiu's foot on his chest and said, "Can you, let me, let me sit up first?"
"Speak!" Fengjiu's voice and increased the force of her foot. The demonic cultivator groaned and blood flowed from his mouth. and a trace of fear in his eyes.
"I'll speak, I'll speak."
The demonic cultivator hurriedly said, enduring the pain in his body, "This is the Land of Extreme Evil. It is a place set up by the four great Immortal Emperors. Those who enter this place cannot leave. In this Land of Extreme Evil, there are eight great villains. Each of them occupies eight mountains and they have many cultivators under them. If you follow them, other than having food to fill your stomach, your safety will also be guaranteed. However, if you submit to them, you will have to acknowledge them as your master. Therefore, some cultivators who do not want to be bound are scattered all over this place. They specialize in killing cultivators and stealing things for a living."
"Stealing things for a living?"
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