I Was Trapped on the Same Day for Five Thousand Years

I was once trapped on the same day for five thousand years.

I had despaired, gone mad, jumped into the Chilian Volcano, one of the three great forbidden places in the world, bathed in the for...

Chapter 198 [Thanks to the 100,000 reward from Chuxin Buyi]

"Brother Wang, the monsters around us... have all retreated!" Hai Wubian walked up to Xu Feng with Li Jue with excitement and whispered.

This was the first time they had encountered something so strange and exciting on the battlefield.

They even had some vague guesses as to why the surrounding demon tribes that had originally come to encircle and suppress them retreated.

The reason these monsters retreated was because they were afraid!

And the source of their fear was right in front of them!

But what Hai Wubian didn't expect was that Xu Feng shook his head and stood up, looking towards the end of the plain in the south: "It's not that they retreated, but that some powerful monsters came to visit us."

Hai Wubian was stunned for a moment, but Li Jue reacted instantly. Although this generation of disciples of their Lanyu Sect was also going to the battlefield for the first time, they had heard several old soldiers in the city talk about some rules of the battlefield on the Demon Border before this mission.

"Could it be that... a powerful evil demon has arrived?" Li Jue asked immediately.

Xu Feng nodded slightly, looked at the many cultivators who were resting on the side and said: "Yes, it is a powerful demon, but I don't know what level it is. You should retreat, this is not your battle."

The cultivators who heard Li Jue's words were all shocked. When they heard Xu Feng's confirmation, their faces changed and they all retreated to a distance.

Sha is a title on the battlefield of the demons. It is the most special honorary title for the cultivators of both races, and it is also a special existence.

For the human race, killing one hundred transformed monsters is called Red Evil.

Anyone who kills one hundred evil spirits is called Qingsha.

Killing one hundred demons who have returned to their ancestral homeland is called Black Evil.

The same is true for the powerful monsters.

Those who kill a hundred Infant-Breaking Monks are called Red Evils, those who kill a hundred Soul-Containing Monks are called Green Evils, and those who kill a hundred Return to the Original Demon Clan are called Black Evils!

As for the battles between the evil spirits, other cultivators are not allowed to intervene! Otherwise, it would be an insult to the evil spirits!

This is one of the oldest and most primitive basic rules on this battlefield.

However, there is one most special point, that is, when two evil-level strong men meet, they will stimulate each other's evil spirit that has been condensed from killing a large number of enemies.

This is a symbol of status and also a special power. Anyone who can condense evil spirit can hold a military post in one of the ten major cities on the demon side. The benefits brought by a military post in one of the ten major cities on the demon side are enough to make even the disciples of the Divine Sect jealous!

Just when many cultivators had retreated not far away, a tall young man wearing brand new animal skins appeared a hundred feet away from Xu Feng. His appearance was silent, and even many Infant-level cultivators did not notice how he appeared.

However, Xu Feng raised his eyebrows and showed an interested look.

"Night owl? I haven't seen one this majestic in a long time."

The Night Cat Clan is well-known among the demon clan for its innate magical power of escaping into the air. The masters in the clan are often thin men or males, while the women (females) are slender, and are agile but lack strength.

However, they rely on their extreme speed and ghostly movements to assassinate the enemies, and never rely on strength.

But the young man who was a night owl in front of him was tall and didn't look like a night owl at all.

If there wasn't an extremely agile black tail like a long snake swaying behind him, Xu Feng would probably not have been able to tell the man's race so easily.

This young man reminded Xu Feng of a powerful man among the demon race.

"What is your relationship with Ye Lanshan?" Xu Feng asked out of curiosity.

The eyes of the Night Owl tribe warrior condensed, and his pupils shrank into two needles. He asked in a hoarse voice: "Human race, you actually knew my deceased brother?"

Xu Feng smiled slightly, thinking that your brother who was known as the strongest of the younger generation of the Night Owl Clan was killed by me.

"I just heard of it, but I didn't expect he would die."

"Hmph, waste your words, die!"

The strong man from the Night Owl Clan seemed to have been touched in a painful spot. He let out a roar and disappeared on the spot in an instant.

The monks who were watching from all sides were all shocked. They tried every possible means to look around, but they could not find out where the powerful Night Owl had gone.

And the next moment, a black crack suddenly appeared one meter to the left of Xu Feng.

The crack appeared silently and was extremely hidden, and it disappeared almost instantly after it appeared. The strong man of the Night Owl Clan jumped out of the crack and grabbed Xu Feng's back with his claws.

With this grab, five black claw marks appeared directly in the air, as if the claw marks contained the power of the void, which could tear everything apart and flew towards Xu Feng silently.

In an instant, it arrived in front of Xu Feng.

At this moment, the strong man of the Night Owl Clan felt a flash before his eyes, and a finger suddenly stretched out from Xu Feng's body, which was originally facing away from him.

The appearance of this finger was extremely strange, as if a finger had suddenly grown out of Xu Feng's back, pressing straight towards the strong man of the Night Owl Clan.

Almost at the moment when the five black claw marks came into contact, the fingers crushed them, causing them to turn into a ball of black gas that dispersed in all directions, while the fingers were still pointing directly at the brow of the Night Owl tribe strongman!

A sense of life and death crisis that stung his soul erupted madly in the heart of the Night Cat Clan strongman. His whole body suddenly stopped in the air and he went directly into a dark crack that appeared in front of him.

However, when his body had only half entered, the finger had already touched the dark crack.

"broken!"

Click!

Like half the sound of a mirror breaking, a crisp sound rang out in the same place.

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