"Patriarch Nangong, I think you are overthinking it. Let's not talk about where the Asura evil spirit came from. If there is such a strong background behind Chu Feng, I am afraid that after these incidents, he would have long since treated my Nangong Imperial Clan. Get started."
"But there is nothing to do right now, so Chu Feng can only run for his life. At most, he will do some small actions behind his back to take revenge on my Nangong Imperial Clan."
"As for the so-called affection and righteousness, it is difficult to judge. If he is truly affectionate and righteous, how could he release that Asura evil spirit?"
"That evil spirit is so ferocious, if it wasn't for Nangong Longjian's attack that day, I'm afraid that the Nangong Imperial Clan would have been destroyed in one fell swoop, and Nangong Lian and Nangong Jasmine, who had a good relationship with him, would surely die."
"So from my point of view, this Chu Feng's love and righteousness is nothing but a pretense. This son is very scheming, and the threat to the Nangong Imperial Clan is too great. It must be eradicated."
"As for his talent, in my opinion, it's not that great. Otherwise, why can't he break it open? What is the connection between the Qinghong sword and the purple rainbow sword and the two princes?" said the white-browed immortal. The opinion seems to be deeper than that of Nangong Beidou.
"But this son is a snake-pattern-level imperial-cloak world spiritist, so it's not easy to catch him."
"What I'm afraid of is that this child's talent is too heaven-defying. Even if the background behind him is not that scary, he is also scary."
"If he hides, does not appear again, but concentrates on cultivation, and waits until many years later, when his cultivation is successful, and then comes out to take revenge on my Nangong Imperial Clan, then... ah!!!"
Nangong Beidou sighed again and again, a Chu Feng really gave him a headache.
"If this is the case, Clan Chief Nangong doesn't have to worry. I haven't been idle these few days. I have collected all the items that Chu Feng has come into contact with, and refined Chu Feng's aura, and condensed it with the taboo formation technique. I got this." While Baimei Xianren spoke, he took out a compass, and the pointer of the compass was shaking at the moment.
"Brother Baimei, what is this?" Nangong Beidou asked.
"This compass is pointing to the direction where Chu Feng is now. With it, Chu Feng would never want to escape," said the white-browed immortal.
"Brother Baimei really deserves to be one of the ten immortals. He was able to find that Chu Feng with just his breath." At this moment, a smile finally appeared on Nangong Beidou's face.
"If I don't have this means, I will be a dragon-marked imperial-cloak world spiritist in vain." Immortal Baimei smiled confidently, and said, "Patriarch Nangong doesn't need to worry about that Chu Feng anymore. Chu Feng will bring you back alive."
"Then I will sit in the Nangong Imperial Clan and wait for Brother Baimei to bring back that Chu Feng." The smile on Nangong Beidou's face became even stronger.
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Chu Feng, now that he is really driven to a dead end, the Beitang Imperial Clan will not say anything, and the Nangong Imperial Clan will not say anything.
The witch who was suddenly killed was the one that gave him the most headache.
She has clearly said that if Chu Feng loses the scroll, Chu Feng will not be able to die.
And now, Chu Feng had lost the scroll, but it wasn't considered lost, but was snatched away by the fat monk, but no matter what, the scroll was indeed no longer on Chu Feng's body.
What made Chu Feng speechless the most was that the mark left by the witch was left on Chu Feng, and Chu Feng couldn't erase it. He was like a person waiting to die, waiting for the witch to kill her. .
Originally, Chu Feng had already planned to return to Cyanwood Mountain to find a way to rescue Yao'er. After all, his cultivation had already reached the Half-Emperor Realm.
But now, Chu Feng did not dare to go anywhere. He was afraid that the witch would suddenly appear and deal with not only him, but also the people around him.
At this time of crisis, Chu Feng thought of a place, and that was the first forbidden place in the Holy Land of Martialism, the ancient cemetery, the so-called God's Domain.
In the Yan clan that day, Chu Feng obtained a spoon from the hands of the ancient elves. The spoon is said to be an item in the domain of the gods.
The most bizarre thing is that the spoon actually caused fluctuations in Chu Feng's bloodline, so Chu Feng felt that maybe the domain of the gods that he was doing had something to do with his family.
Originally, Chu Feng planned to have the opportunity in the future to go to the God's Domain to have a look, but now it seems that the God's Domain has become Chu Feng's only place to go. Chu Feng does not believe that the place where he took refuge, that witch No matter how powerful she is, she dares to go to the realm of the gods to catch her.
Right now, Chu Feng has come to the teleportation formation closest to the ancient cemetery through the teleportation formation.
"The Nangong Emperor's hands and feet are fast enough to post my wanted order here so quickly. Presumably, every corner of the emperor's domain now has my wanted order, right?"
Chu Feng walked out of the teleportation formation, looked at the wanted orders, and couldn't help laughing bitterly.
However, Chu Feng did not stop here, but directly flew into the air and quickly traveled into the distance.
Because the realm of the gods is a very dangerous area, there is no teleportation formation nearby. The teleportation formation that Chu Feng just came out can be said to be the closest to the realm of the gods.
But in fact, counting from here, there is still a long way to go to reach the realm of the gods.
And Chu Feng didn't know when the witch would find him, but he had to do his best to hide in the realm of the gods before the witch found him.
Although God's Domain is known as the No. 1 forbidden place in the Holy Land of Martialism, and it is said to be a place where you will surely die if you step into it, Chu Feng faintly feels that he will be able to come out alive if he enters it.
The Holy Land of Martialism is vast and boundless. Even though Chu Feng is extremely fast and travels thousands of miles in a blink of an eye, after two consecutive days of traveling, he still cannot reach the realm of God.
Moreover, Chu Feng has not seen a single trace for a day in a row. This place is really desolate.
"Hahahaha..." However, at this moment, a burst of crazy laughter suddenly sounded, and at the same time as the laughter sounded, a majestic pressure descended from the sky, directly restraining Chu Feng.
Immediately after that, countless golden enchantments, up to the sky, down to the ground, blocked all directions, and sealed the place tightly.
And that is not an ordinary enchantment, but an emperor-level enchantment surging with dragon patterns.
"Little friend Chu Feng, where are you going?"
At this moment, several figures appeared not far from Chu Feng. The weakest were snake-mark imperial-cloak world spiritists, and the strongest were dragon-mark imperial-cloak world spiritists. This person was not. The others are the white-browed fairy.
"How could it be you, how could you be here?" Chu Feng was shocked. He didn't expect that on the way to avoid the witch, he actually met the white-browed fairy, this white-browed fairy, who is now a member of the Nangong imperial clan.
"Why am I here? I came here with you. You didn't think that even if you ran so far, you were still caught by me."
"To be honest, you are really good at running, and you have chosen such a remote place. If you hadn't been able to track your breath, I'm afraid you would have never imagined that you would hide here." The corners of his mouth raised a proud arc.
When he said these words, he was not praising Chu Feng, but actually praising himself. His implication was that no matter how much Chu Feng could run, he would not be able to escape from his palm. (To be continued)