I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 511 Recognition
Chen Feng didn't know that the two 10-year soul rings he had revealed had already frightened Super Douluo Qian Daoliu so much that he couldn't sit still.

If he knew this would happen, he might keep a low profile and just show off a ten thousand year soul ring.

However, the power of a 10-year spirit ring and a [-]-year spirit ring is still much lower, and sooner or later it will still be revealed and cannot be hidden.

He returned to the room and happily opened two red envelopes.

"Ding, congratulations on winning the Martial Soul: Ghost!"

"Ding, congratulations on winning 6 years of soul power."

Another very powerful martial spirit was drawn, but it was a bit tasteless for him, since I could have my soul out of my body.

"This guy's martial soul avatar seems to be able to ignore physical attacks. If I didn't have a strong mental power, I might not be able to deal with him."

Chen Feng thought of an advantage of this martial spirit, but finally shook his head.

Right now I don't have so much energy to fuse other spirits, first fill up the spirit rings of Wujijian Wuhun, and if I really want to fuse, I should first consider Seraphim, Clear Sky Hammer and the like.

He opened the soul power of Chrysanthemum Douluo and began to refine and absorb it. He thought that Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo would not come very often, and with the fact that the red envelopes were almost drawn, his next cultivation resources would be exhausted, so he sent two more A Title Douluo whose strength is not too bad.

"Be careful, don't be overshadowed by the Hall of Spirits!"

Showing a vigilant look, he dispersed his thoughts and remained vigilant before starting to practice.

In this way, even if anyone wants to sneak attack him, they have to avoid his thoughts first.

After cultivating all night, with the soul power of Titled Douluo as the training resource, the speed is fast, and the strength can be increased slowly without raising the level.

Tang San and other students were still training in the spirit fighting arena. He didn't need to take care of them. They continued to practice during the day. At night, Chen Feng first went to grab a handful of ordinary spirit masters' wool before coming to the place where they fought last night.

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo were already waiting here. When they saw Chen Feng really coming, they looked at each other and released their soul rings.

During the day, they discussed that instead of letting Chen Feng throw them here and beat them up, it would be better to take the initiative.

A golden chrysanthemum and a ghost appeared, attacking Chen Feng at the same time.

"So active?"

Chen Feng's eyelids twitched when he saw it, and he hurriedly searched the vicinity with his thoughts to make sure that no one was in ambush, so he took out his sword, activated his martial soul, and fought with the two of them.

I have to say that these two good friends cooperated really well. Perhaps because of last night's loss, the two didn't separate at all this time, and they didn't think about using any method to defeat each other.

It is to attack together and catch Chen Feng's sword at the same time. The soul power of the two can be fused together, thus far surpassing their own level. It is the same as the two who cannot cooperate when Sword Douluo comes.

Chen Feng's sword became more and more fierce, and when he hit the back, he still forced out of the static domain of the fusion martial arts.

He could only yell to stop and leave with satisfaction.

To be honest, I was used to fighting with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo before, and I fought with all my strength every day, which really felt like a thrill.

Just when he thought this kind of life would continue, in the early morning of the third day, a carriage appeared outside Shrek Academy.

This carriage was not very luxurious, but Chen Feng, who had been vigilant all the time, suddenly opened his eyes, with fear in them.

"What is she here for, to meet her old lover, the master, or for me?"

Chen Feng muttered, and finally found out that the other party probably came for him.

As for Grandmaster, well, it's no wonder that he doesn't think so, it's really that if the other party is willing, after so many years, with the strength of Wuhundian, it's easy to see Grandmaster.

"Since you didn't do Voldemort like you did last time, it doesn't look too malicious, just see what you want to do."

Chen Feng's face changed for a while, and finally calmed down.

Bibi Dong, who has not turned into a spider, can still talk.

He didn't give up his vigilance, trying to look around carefully for other Voldemorts.

After finding that Ghost Douluo and Ju Douluo were not nearby, even if the other party really wanted to attack, with his current strength, it would be difficult to threaten him.

He just walked out of the room and waited at the door with his hands behind his back.

Soon the carriage drove over.

"You all leave."

Bibi Dong spoke, the coachman saluted respectfully, and retreated at the same time as the villagers leading the way.

The surroundings quickly quieted down, only the rustling sound of the wind blowing by. The two looked at each other through the curtain, as if they could see each other.

"My lord Pope, I don't know what you can do to come to this remote place in person."

Chen Feng opened his mouth jokingly, and he didn't pretend to be crazy or stupid with the other party. This person didn't ambush him secretly, and he didn't have any murderous intentions, which meant that he didn't come here to do anything.

A pair of snow-white jade hands had already pinched the curtain, Bibi Dong who wanted to come out heard this, paused for a moment, and let go of the curtain again.

"Wuji Douluo is truly a god-man. You will know who I am before I reveal my identity."

This woman's voice is still very nice under normal circumstances, but it's a pity that deep down she is already a crazy woman.

Chen Feng muttered in his heart, but his face remained calm: "It's just some small tricks, it's nothing, what's your matter, tell me."

"Do you want to destroy the Spirit Hall?"

Bibi Dong asked.

Chen Feng froze for a moment, what is this woman asking, do you want to destroy Wuhundian?Isn't this too straightforward?

He said with a strange expression: "To be honest, I have no grievances or enmities with you Spirit Hall, but you have been pestering me all the time. I don't like it very much, but I don't want to kill you just because I hate it."

"Really? It's a pity. You don't want to kill us, but we want to kill you."

Bibi Dong said gloomyly: "Your strength and background make us tremble, and your potential makes Super Douluo feel afraid. If it were you, what would you do?"

Chen Feng frowned, and the other party said this clearly, which was somewhat beyond his expectation.

Even if you really want to kill him, you can sneak around, there is no need to do this, are you testing his attitude?
He replied: "If it were me, if I couldn't be friends, I would kill it in the bud."

"But you are not a sprout, you are already a towering tree, it is difficult to kill you."

As Bibi Dong spoke, she burst out laughing inexplicably.

Mad woman!
Hearing the laughter, Chen Feng felt his scalp go numb, and he snorted, "You mean you want me to cooperate with your Wuhundian?"

"This is naturally the best. Our Wuhun Palace can recognize the existence of the Wuji Jiange. However, you Wuji Jiange cannot touch the Wuhun Palace's sphere of influence. You can go to the endless ice field in the north, or you can go to the Star Dou Great Forest to settle down."

Bibidong suggested that she would fight Chen Feng as soon as she came, that was too obvious, she also had to first confirm whether Chen Feng and the forces behind him were qualified!
"admit?"

Chen Feng showed surprise. Judging from the current situation, Wuhundian's attitude towards him is more guarded, even malicious. This woman actually wants to admit that he still has that unwarranted power?
Is it to make him let his guard down so that he can better monitor him?Then give the fatal blow!
He sneered in his heart, not thinking it would be a good thing at all.

(End of this chapter)