"Didn't you want to see me? Why are you all so scared?"

Lin Feng walked in the blood mist,

The crowd quickly parted, and every step he took left a conspicuous bloody footprint on the ground.

Such a creepy scene made everyone's scalp tingle!

At this moment,

They finally understood why Lin Feng was called the Blood Mist King!

This is a big devil who kills without blinking an eye. He doesn't follow any logic at all and kills people at will!

"Brother Lin..."

The East God Lord and the others from the East God Mountain were all a little dazed.

They didn't expect Lin Feng to do this. In their opinion, random massacres would only make things worse!

You know,

The people in front of us are not from a certain force, but a combination of 99% of the forces in the world. This is not against an individual, but against the entire world!

"No need to waste time talking to these people!"

Lin Feng spoke indifferently.

If it was before, he might have had some concerns in his heart, but after being ambushed in Taixu Forbidden Land, his heart became even harder!

Human hearts are complex and sinister, and reasoning with them won't work.

"Who are you? If you want to see me, then see me? Am I your father?"

Lin Feng turned around and said coldly.

There was a dead silence at the scene. No one dared to respond, and no one even dared to look at Lin Feng's cold eyes, for fear that they would be scared into a bloody mist in the next moment!

At this time,

The cultivator who had been speaking in secret before spoke again:

"Senior Blood Mist King, you are too cold-blooded. Where do you think the heroes of the world are? We are only visiting you out of respect!"

"That guy again!"

Lord Dong Shen looked unhappy.

“Swish!”

Lin Feng had no expression on his face and stretched out his hand.

From the back of the crowd, a middle-aged man with dark skin and thin figure was grabbed!

"Do you think I can't find you if you talk in the dark?"

Lin Feng said expressionlessly.

The middle-aged man was obviously flustered when he heard this, but he quickly calmed down and said slowly:

"I have no ill intentions, I just want to say something fair."

"Which faction are you from?"

Lin Feng asked calmly.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment after hearing this, and then said:

"Southwest Alliance! Lord Blood Mist King, there are indeed some misunderstandings between us, so this time our leader asked me to come here to resolve the grudge with you!"

He knew that there was no need to lie about this matter, and it was impossible to lie. He could find out with just a simple check!

"Go down and settle the score with your mother."

Lin Feng raised his hand and crushed the middle-aged man to death. Then he looked at the group of people below with an expressionless face and said indifferently:

"Get out of here!"

As soon as these words came out,

The originally bustling group of cultivators suddenly scattered and retreated, not daring to stay for long. Lin Feng's methods were too brutal, and no one dared to say a word of reason!

Seeing this scene,

Lord Dong and others were stunned and admired Lin Feng even more!

"Brother Lin, did you get the magic grass?"

Lord Dong stepped forward and asked.

Lin Feng nodded, and without saying anything more, he ran directly towards Gu Yuan's room.

.....

Not long after,

A group of people came into Gu Yuan's room.

At this moment, only half a day had passed since Lin Feng went to the Taixu Forbidden Land. Everything in the room remained the same. Gu Yuan was still lying there quietly, but his expression was very listless.

Saint Juetian, Emperor Wushang, Sword Ancestor and others gathered around Gu Yuan.

"So soon?"

Saint Juetian was very surprised.

When he learned what had happened from Lin Feng, his brows furrowed even more.

He didn't think that the three immortals were so easy to talk to. There must be some unknown reason behind this!

"Brother Gu Yuan, I found some magical herbs for you."

Lin Feng suppressed the excitement in his heart and refined the blood-red immortal grass, turning it into a ball of pure energy emitting red light and slowly blending it into Gu Yuan's mouth!

As the source of the magical herb is taken in,

Gu Yuan, who had originally looked listless, visibly returned to normal. His heart was beating violently, the blood in his body began to boil, and even his restless soul gradually calmed down.

Ten minutes later,

“Huff…”

Gu Yuan's breathing began to smooth out, his frown relaxed, and he gradually calmed down from a state of confusion.

"It's truly a magical herb. It can actually stabilize a disturbed mind and soul!"

Saint Juetian said in surprise.

A blade of grass, just by being stained with blood, can turn into a supreme spiritual herb. This is simply unimaginable to them!

There is a huge gap between the immortals and them!

"Everyone below the level of an immortal is an ant!"

Emperor Wushang sighed.

Lin Feng lowered his brows and remained silent.

The figures of Hong Zhen and the other two appeared in his mind.

These are three real immortals who came from the upper realm and had their immortal spirits beheaded. The things they have experienced and the worldview they have are absolutely unimaginable!

What exactly happened in that ancient immortal war?

Why did the three immortals come?

How did the True Immortal fall?

And what exactly am I?

Lin Feng became more and more curious, and he wished the path to immortality would open right now.

At this time, Gu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of sad eyes, his expression slightly haggard, and murmured:

"Where am I?"

"Inside East God Mountain! Brother Gu Yuan..."

Lin Feng immediately held Gu Yuan's hand, his tone very low.

"Eastern God Mountain?"

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