"Zhang Feng, born at two o'clock on the third day of the second month of the first ugly year in Qingquan Village, at the foot of Woniu Mountain in Lizhou, is currently cultivating for Qi training, and the remaining Yang Shou: one o'clock and three quarters on March 4, eighty-five years. ”

When Chen Qingzhi saw this line of words, he was stunned.

What's so ......

Other words.

He didn't jump out of the cycle of life and death at all, and he didn't jump out of the Three Realms and Six Realms?

He is the Qi Refining Cultivator recorded in the Book of Life and Death?

"But how could the Qi Refining Period be...... I understand, I understand!" Chen Qingzhi gritted his teeth, looked at Zhang Feng fiercely, and said with a smile: "Okay, you Zhang Feng, you dare to deceive this immortal!"

"Good means, good means, so that it is difficult for this immortal to distinguish the real from the fake!"

"What a means!"

"Tricking the ghost immortal, do you know what the fate is, you will regret it!" Chen Qingzhi trembled with anger, "Now that your longevity is over, when this immortal takes away your soul, he will definitely send you to the eighteenth layer of hell of Aluo, fire, famine, knife mountain, oil pot, ......."

Hell is the place of repression in the underworld, which is essentially the same as the spiritual hell in the spirit world.

But the Netherworld is the upper three realms, and the rules are life and death.

Its hell is far more terrible than the spiritual hell, that is the difference between heaven and earth.

It's terrifying, and it's terrifying.

Looking at Zhang Feng, who was about to die of anger after Shou Yuan left his body, fell to the ground, and was about to die, Chen Qingzhi's eyes were extremely ruthless.

The contract of life and death has been decided, and even Yan Jun, the lord of the netherworld, cannot be changed.

Zhang Feng will die!

And with the disappearance of Shou Yuan, Zhang Feng's whole aura instantly declined, and his cultivation instantly collapsed, and his body did not have any strength, so he fell directly to the ground.

It's as if the body is no longer under its control.

Even, Zhang Feng could feel that the soul was leaving his body.

Mu Qiao'er, who had just recovered, stood up on the melting platform, and didn't care about feeling the powerful aura erupting in her body, and rushed directly to Zhang Feng's side, her eyes fluttering with tears, and her delicate body trembled: "Senior brother...... Husband, don't leave Qiao'er behind!

"Senior brother, Qiao'er was rescued by you, Qiao'er wants to be with you all the time, Qiao'er doesn't want to be a Dan Ling anymore, Qiao'er wants to be your ......"

Mu Qiao'er was halfway through speaking, when she suddenly thought of something, she turned her head to look at Chen Qingzhi suddenly, and almost pleaded:

"Lord Ghost Fairy, Lord Ghost Fairy, I will make a deal with you, and I will exchange my life with my senior brother!"

"Hehe, do you think anyone is worthy of trading with the underworld?" Chen Qingzhi glanced at Mu Qiao'er, who looked like an ant, with disdain.

No matter how good the elixir is, it has no effect on a creature like a ghost immortal. This elixir spirit is not precious in Chen Qingzhi's eyes, and he is even a little disgusted with these existences that are born against the sky.

In addition, he was deceived by Zhang Feng, if it weren't for the life and death contract, Mu Qiao'er's yang life would have risen again, and he would even want to kill Mu Qiao'er......

I was even more annoyed.

His own generation of ghosts and immortals, the messengers of the underworld who walked the world, were deceived by an ant in the Qi training period.

With the yang longevity of less than a hundred years in the qi refining period, he was stunned to exchange for a standing infant monk!

Thinking of this, Chen Qingzhi snorted coldly and shook the soul chain in his hand.

The aura of the netherworld came out of the body and diffused.

The soul chain rushed directly towards Zhang Feng.

He has done this kind of seductive thing countless times. even hooked the soul of a dead immortal emperor.

But only this time made him feel happy!

"Zhang Feng, I'm going to send you to the eighteenth layer of hell......" Chen Qingzhi Sen Ran sneered.

The hatred in my heart turned into joy.

Imagining the picture of that hateful qi training boy, struggling in the Aluo Hell, screaming heartbreakingly, Chen Qingzhi was refreshed!

And in the next moment.

Chen Qingzhi was stunned.

The good man of Sheung Shui stuffed an elixir into Zhang Feng's mouth, and Zhang Feng's soul instantly stabilized again and melted into his body.

No matter how hard Chen Qingzhi tried, he couldn't pull out Zhang Feng's soul!

"This ......," Chen Qing was stunned.

Zhang Feng's originally declining life has grown again.

The heart beats like a war drum, resounding for hundreds of miles.

The huge aura that was about to collapse rushed out of Zhang Feng's body again.

The clouds cleared.

Golden light fell from the sky.

The grass and trees cheer and grow fast.

Thousands of auspicious clouds, falling from the sky, surround Zhang Feng, and set off Zhang Feng like an immortal.

The original dissipated Yin and Yang Rotation Bagua diagram resurfaced in the void again.

Ten auspicious purple rings, exuding a noble purple gold light.

A hundred thousand miles of stars unfolded.

Three thousand miles of purple qi came from the east.

A dragon roar resounded throughout the spirit world, and all the spiritual power was full of joy, as if celebrating the return of the king of the world.

The young man slowly opened his eyes, as if there were a galaxy in his eyes!

That handsome face had a sarcastic smile on it at this time.

"Didn't expect it, right?" Zhang Feng stood up and smiled at Chen Qingzhi.

Chen Qingzhi's face darkened.

He wanted to die.

Oh, ghosts can't die.

But it's so uncomfortable.

Chen Qingzhi came back to his senses and looked directly at the book of life and death.

"Zhang Feng, born at two o'clock on the third day of the second month of the first ugly year in Qingquan Village, at the foot of Woniu Mountain in Lizhou, is currently cultivating for qi training, and the remaining yang longevity: two days, eleven o'clock and three quarters. ”

Seeing this line of words, Chen Qing was stunned, and then looked at Zhang Feng with a sneer: "You even ate Pei Yuan Dan?

"Hehe, what if you live three more days?"

"After three days, I will naturally come to take your soul and knock you down the eighteenth layer ......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Feng nodded: "Okay, okay." You're good to go. ”

"Hmph!" Chen Qingzhi snorted coldly, and dissipated again with a group of bull-headed horses, and his voice was cold: "Zhang Feng, three days later, it will be the day when your soul will be scattered!"

The ghost is gone.

But the atmosphere was still solemn.

After all, Zhang Feng can only live for three days.

Mu Qiao'er looked at Zhang Feng with teary eyes and made a decision in her heart.

Huo Linglong and Lan Yun also looked at their senior brother who was destined to only live for three days with a complicated expression.

No light suppressed sobbing.

Everyone in Wufeng, Bailian Gate, and Tianji Gate all exhaled deeply, looking sad, and even fanatical fans cried until they fainted.

After all, Zhang Feng is the unicorn of the entire Lizhou and the idol of most monks.

But there are some people who are very surprised.

Although Zhang Feng lived, he could only live for three days.

Until then.

The five peaks must be in chaos.

Mu Qiao'er, the reincarnation of this elixir......

"Adjust your condition, and in three days, we will gather in Wufeng. Taishang Qingtianmen Sect Master Li Yunhe and the other more than a dozen first-class sect masters glanced at each other.

"Well, don't be sad. The good man of Sheung Shui sighed with a sad expression.

But he quietly transmitted the voice to Zhang Feng: "Apprentice, why don't you eat more, and just give Yang Shou a few hundred years." ”

"Master, don't you think that if that's the case, will our Wufeng be able to make a fortune in three days?" Zhang Feng was heavy on the surface, but secretly replied, "Moreover, I also want to see more of these people from the underworld, after all, it is the underworld......"

"Well, that's right!" the good man of Sheung Shui was overjoyed.

Oh, yes.

After three days, you will definitely get rich!

He heard it just now, the masters of several first-class sects were uniting with other sects, preparing to force Wufeng to hand over Mu Qiao'er when Zhang Fengshouyuan was exhausted three days later.

It's all a fortune boy.

They're all good people.

Moreover, the good people of Sheung Shui are also very curious about the underworld, after all, it is only a world that exists in the classics, and it is more mysterious than the fairy world and the god world.

Only those who have died can see that world, and those who have seen that world are dead, so naturally they will not come out again to say what it is like.

And now.

Zhang Feng can see the ghost every three days......

This thing is like an alarm clock, regularly reminding Zhang Feng of the life of Peiyuan Danga......

It's great.

"You have also seen it, I only have three days to live, my heart is very sad, some things in my life need to be dealt with quickly, please disperse. Zhang Feng said to everyone with a sad face.