The world of self-cultivation has been ruined by me

Those weird people kept their moves, their auras were always concentrated, but they never made a move.

"What's going on? Could it be that things have turned around?"

Hope rose in the hearts of the disciples, and they were about to turn their heads to find out what was going on.

At this time, the black mist team suddenly took a step forward, their palms began to be pressed down slowly, and the attack was about to explode.

Seeing this scene, the joy on the faces of the disciples froze, sighed, and closed their eyes again to welcome the arrival of death.

However, the imaginary attack still didn't come. Someone slowly opened their eyes and found that the black mist team's palm was retracted again.

Everyone realized that the existence in the black mist was clearly playing with them, as if they were not going to kill before they had played enough.

"Fuck, it's so deceiving!"

Killing is nothing more than nodding your head. Is it necessary to torture like this?
Do we have such a big hatred?

Many people feel aggrieved, but they don't have the courage to take the initiative to seek death, so they can only grit their teeth and endure his teasing.

The existence in the black mist seems to be addicted to playing, making them feel the breath of death time and time again, feeling that they will die in the next moment.

When they believed, they withdrew their attacks and started persecuting again.

The people around also saw clearly the intentions of the existence in the black mist, and were a little dumbfounded, this existence seemed to be very playful!
Looking up at the giant black palm in the sky, many people couldn't laugh. The terrifying aura kept locking them, making people feel like a thorn in their backs.

Coming down again and again, Huafeng, who was in the center, felt great humiliation, his fists gradually clenched, and the veins on his forehead throbbed. He was almost at the limit of his endurance.

Finally, Hua Feng raised his head suddenly, looking at the darkness ahead, his eyes were reddened by anger.

"Who the hell are you? What kind of hero is sneaky? Come out!"

"Cowards, if you have the ability to come out and fight with me, whoever is afraid is a coward!"

"Come out, you shrinking turtle..."

At this moment, Huafeng's face was ferocious, and he seemed to have lost his mind, spitting out all kinds of obscenities, like a villain cursing the street.

On the edge of the black mist, the direction Hua Feng was looking at, Su Le watched him perform with a smile, his eyes shining.

"Tsk tsk, it's rare that Huafeng still has such a side. I thought he couldn't swear, although the level of swearing is very vulgar."

"However, my heart's ability to bear it is too weak. The young master hasn't used any means yet, so he can't bear it anymore? Let me tell you, it's not that I look down on him. Without that horrible background, he can only play a small role."

"Sure enough, with too little experience, no amount of resources will be wasted. In comparison, I am more optimistic about the kind of people who come from the bottom step by step."

Shaking his head, Su Le was a little disappointed with Hua Feng, wasting so many resources in vain.

Suddenly, he thought of something, couldn't help but chuckled, took out the photo jade, and started recording it for Huafeng.

"Hey, prepare a big gift for Huafeng."

He didn't expect to get rid of Huafeng this time. As the favorite son of the Great Elder of Zhennanzong, he must have a lot of treasures.

This time, he was satisfied with being able to abolish a few of Huafeng's hole cards.

Looking at the ever-increasing negative value, Su Le felt extremely satisfied.

While watching a big drama, you can also increase your strength. This kind of life is intoxicating.

After thinking about it, Su Le's mind moved, and he controlled those people to immediately attack and kill the people in Huafeng's camp, only killing one person at a time, making them always fall into an atmosphere of panic.

After finishing this, he turned his head to look at Hua Feng who was constantly scolding. He touched his chin and pondered: "Although it looks very cool, is it a disadvantage to be scolded all the time?"

Based on the choice not to suffer, Su Le rolled his eyes and quickly thought of an idea.

Stirring the black mist, several large characters gradually formed outside, so that everyone could see it.

"I am your father!"

No names are mentioned, but everyone knows who "you" stands for.

Huafeng, who was venting his emotions, suddenly saw the large characters condensed in black mist, and was stunned for a while, then his face turned red quickly.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the lethality brought by those big characters is simply terrifying.

The incomparable anger had nowhere to vent, Hua Feng felt his eyes go dark, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, the font condensed by the black mist slowly changed, forming a new sentence.

"I don't blame you for being an unfilial son. After all, you don't know that Hua Xiangtian is just your adoptive father."

Looking at the words condensed in the black mist, Huafeng's eyes were filled with anger, the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his body was trembling.

Even so, he still had no intention of rushing into the black mist to do his best, and held on to the last sliver of reason.

The black mist continued to change, and various vicious sentences were formed. Compared with Huafeng, Su Le's level of cursing did not know how many blocks left him.

Except for the disciples of Zhennan Sect who were always in danger of dying, everyone else outside watched this scene with dumbstruck eyes.

If they don't remember that their lives are still under the control of others, I'm afraid they will watch this big show with relish.

Such an opportunity is once in a thousand years. When will a top talent like Huafeng be reduced to this point?

"Pfft!"

Qingdao and the others didn't have so many scruples, and couldn't help but laughed directly.

Especially Qing Dao, who was almost killed by Hua Feng just now, now seeing his enemy being treated like this, he feels extremely comfortable, and doesn't even care about the threat posed by the giant black palm.

Several people didn't have a good impression of Huafeng, and they all looked at Huafeng jokingly, without hiding their smiles.

After laughing, they couldn't help but began to guess the identity of the existence in the black mist.

From the very beginning, he targeted Huafeng and made all kinds of jokes. All kinds of signs showed that the existence in the black mist clearly knew Huafeng, and it seemed that he had a grudge against him.

This ruled out the possibility that the existence was a native of the Qianling Realm, most likely the person who came in with them.

Who on earth is it?
Many names came to mind, many people knew Huafeng, but almost none had any enmity with him, mainly because Huafeng had always been too low-key.

A figure appeared in Qu Linglong's mind, feeling that this person was very suitable, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Ye Wuji.

Almost at the same time, Ye Wuji also happened to look at her, as if the two had guessed something, looked at each other, and then shook their heads.

It can't be him!
This terrifying method has far surpassed before they sealed their cultivation base, but that person was only in a small period of Qi training.

Thinking of this, they suddenly remembered that this is the Qianling Realm, and everyone's cultivation is sealed in the Qi training period.

However, if it is a Nascent Soul master, let alone whether he can come in, it is impossible to have animosity with Huafeng, unless Huafeng's elders have animosity with this person and transfer their anger to Huafeng.

And with the strength of Nascent Soul, he could kill Huafeng directly, so why tease him like this?
Furthermore, it can be seen from the font condensed by the black mist that the person's age is not too old, not even more than 20 years old.

The more they guessed, the more confused they became. They had no choice but to give up, but they also remembered that there was such a person.

Qingdao and Jiansan are the opposite. They can't think of someone who fits the identity of the existence in the black mist, but they know the origin of the giant black palm, and they guessed that someone might have obtained the forbidden inheritance.