Looking at Guzhongming, Qin Feng pondered for a moment and said calmly: "These trash can't even beat me, so what's the point of taking over my body?"
As for the evil spirits, ever since that incident in Fengcheng.
Qin Feng made up his mind that if he had the ability, he would kill all the evil spirits.
That time, if it weren't for his special physique that allowed him to absorb evil power, he would probably have died.
Liu Manman will also die, and everyone in Fengcheng will die.
Evil beings have no concept of good or evil. It seems that as long as they are alive, they will destroy everyone.
Sooner or later, the people he cares about may die at the hands of evil spirits.
Therefore, if given the chance, he would naturally disrupt Taisheng and the others' plans.
“Sir, you can’t say that. There are too few people with such terrifying talents as yours.
Lord Taisheng and the others can't wait any longer.
Please be merciful. The person who comes now is considered the most talented person in southern Xinjiang.
What if Lord Taisheng and the others can take over the body perfectly?
Southern Xinjiang is just a wild and desolate place.
Our future is definitely to go beyond southern Xinjiang." After all, Ming was speechless.
At the first level of foundation building, he could easily kill a sword cultivator who had reached the great perfection of foundation building without even using any magic.
In his life, he had only met Qin Feng, such a terrifying monster.
If the adults in Taisheng could perfectly possess the body of a terrifying monster like Qin Feng, their evil clan would be able to take off.
Seeing that Guzhongming insisted again and again, Qin Feng sighed in his heart.
There is no way.
After all, he couldn't beat someone like Ming.
The Nascent Soul is fully developed, and then it becomes evil.
There is no chance of winning.
"Okay, but." Qin Feng nodded, then changed the subject: "But, just now I saw someone trying to kill me.
Can you handle this issue with the Dongli Sect?"
Ming Gu smiled confidently: "Don't worry, sir, I have already made arrangements. Guan Zijie and his group will all die. Not a single one can escape."
Qin Feng is such a terrifying monster, and he is unable to detect any trace of evil.
If they could infiltrate a super sect of humanity, it would undoubtedly be the best help for their evil race.
Anyone who dares to attack Qin Feng, or even has such an idea, must die.
"Will this ruin the plan of our evil clan?" Qin Feng pretended to ask.
Hearing this, Guzhong Ming looked respectful and said, "Master Qin Feng, don't worry, this Yuanying cultivator can have no impact.
Just find any excuse to kill him."
"Okay, I'll go down." Qin Feng said.
"Oh, by the way, the people from our Yun Sect cannot be moved. They are of great use to me." Qin Feng suddenly said.
"Don't worry, Lord Qin Feng, I know what I'm doing." Ming nodded.
As he spoke, Gu Ming waved his hand, and the spiritual light surrounding Qin Feng disappeared instantly.
He glanced around and said, “I have discussed this young friend with you and he will no longer participate in the following exchanges.
Now, it’s your turn to perform.”
Hearing this, all the foundation-building cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.
They thought they had no chance at all.
After all, anyone who participates in the war will get 500,000 spirit stones.
This is free.
Moreover, the rewards for first place and consecutive wins are really too much.
Even if they are geniuses or evildoers of the sect.
But there are so many people in the sect, and all the resources cannot fall on just one of them.
Resources are limited.
Moreover, if there are up-and-coming talents, their resources will be constantly deprived.
Qin Feng walked down the stage and sat next to Zhang Fei, looking rather uninterested.
"You guys, you feel good now. Guan Zijie and the others are definitely going to attack us." Zhang Fei was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
If it were Lin Huaian and the others, they would have slapped him to death.
But this is Qin Feng!
He didn't dare to move at all.
I can't even speak loudly.
Now, he still owes Qin Feng tens of millions of spirit stones.
"Just for fun, I made a lot of money this time." Qin Feng smiled.
"After all, how much benefit did Ming give us?" Zhang Fei asked hurriedly.
"A storage ring, 200 million spirit stones!" Qin Feng said.
In an instant, Lin Huaian, Jiang Yan, and Zhou Meng all lost their minds.
They opened their mouths wide and looked at Qin Feng in horror.
No, is it so easy to make money now?
Are they all in billions?
Thinking that he could only get 300,000 or 400,000 spirit stones from Zhang Fei throughout the year, he felt so sad that he could not even cry.
Is the gap between people really that big?
"I..." Zhang Fei was also autistic at this time.
He is a Nascent Soul cultivator and currently has only more than three million spirit stones on him.
Qin Feng went up and fought two games, 200 million plus the ring?
He doesn't even have a ring.
"You two, beat me up! Each of you will lose 10 million spirit stones, so don't come back." Zhang Fei glared at Lin Huaian and Zhou Meng viciously.
"Master, why do you say that without thinking? Do you have tens of millions of spirit stones? Can you please be a human being?" Zhou Meng was about to cry.
Tens of millions of spirit stones?
I thought everyone was like Qin Feng.
"Master, I don't think I can get many spirit stones." Jiang Yan also smiled bitterly.
She is in the early stage of Jindan.
The third level of golden elixir!
Most of the people from other sects are in the middle stage of Jindan.
There are even a few people in the late Jindan stage.
We still need a round-robin battle, how do we fight?
"It doesn't matter if you don't have it, I will support you!" Zhang Fei rubbed Jiang Yan's head.
Zhou Meng pouted, with the corners of his mouth drooping, almost reaching below his chin.
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