The Devil's Tribulation

Nanzhou Holy Flame Island, in the Holy Flame Realm.

Chen Jie pestered Pan Chengfeng for an answer, but Pan Chengfeng deliberately delayed answering.

The two of them pulled each other and came to a place ten thousand meters away from Pan Chengfeng's mark.

Pan Chengfeng suddenly grabbed Chen Jie's forearm and hid behind the rocks on the ground with a "swoosh".

Chen Jie didn't understand what was going on, but she knew that Pan Chengfeng's spiritual sense was much stronger than hers. She didn't dare to say anything, but just looked in the direction Pan Chengfeng was looking.

Two or three breaths later, more than twenty beams of light came from far away. Pan Chengfeng had a very good eye and could tell from a distance that these people were cultivators from Dongzhou, and each of them was in a miserable state.

Chen Jie whispered, "Junior brother, he seems to be a cultivator from Dongzhou."

Pan Chengfeng nodded and said, "That's right, you wait here, I'll go over and ask."

Chen Jie was very obedient. When Pan Chengfeng asked her to wait, she waited obediently without saying a word.

Pan Chengfeng rode on the light of escape and blocked the twenty or so people in a few quick flashes.

These twenty or so people had just escaped from the pursuit of the monks from Nanzhou, and their minds were still a little unstable. Pan Chengfeng suddenly appeared, and they were so scared that they all formed seals and attacked.

Pan Chengfeng tilted his head and raised his butt, dodging more than a dozen small spells and shouted loudly, "Are you all crazy?!"

After Pan Chengfeng's scolding, the twenty or so people finally came to their senses and hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings to the senior monk."

Pan Chengfeng glanced around and didn't see any cultivators from the Yu Lei Sect. He frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so panicked?"

Among the twenty or so people, a disciple of the Lingquan Sect recognized Pan Chengfeng and quickly took a step forward to greet him with a bow, saying, "So you are Junior Brother Pan from the Yulei Sect. I am a cultivator from the Lingquan Sect, Tu Bu."

Pan Chengfeng had no impression of this Tubu. He nodded slightly and said, "Where are you from? Have you seen the monks from my sect?"

Tu Bu hurriedly said, "Junior Brother Pan, let's run away quickly. There are more than 300 Nanzhou monks chasing us!"

Pan Chengfeng swept his spiritual sense around, but found no trace of any cultivators within ten thousand meters. He asked in confusion, "Are you being chased by ghosts? How come I can't see a single person?"

Tu Bu hurriedly explained, "It was Senior Sister Ye from the Yu Lei Sect who helped us stop the pursuers. Now that I think about it..."

Before he could finish his words, a strong wind swept across Tu Bu's face, followed by a loud "boom" sound, and Pan Chengfeng disappeared.

More than twenty people were stunned. Tu Bu was shocked and said, "What kind of speed is this? Is the Thunder Escape Technique of the Yu Lei Sect so fast?"

Pan Chengfeng is now using all his strength to activate the Thunder Escape Technique, with a speed reaching 8,000 kilometers per hour, which is comparable to the speed of his physical body. However, running requires going in circles, while the escape technique is a straight line.

When Chen Jie saw Pan Chengfeng flying away without caring about anything, she hurried to Tu Bu and asked him the reason, and then she became very jealous.

However, she did not dare to show it, and rode on the light of escape and said, "Are you still men?

"How can you live in this world with the dignity of a woman who leaves you to die?"

After hearing this, the twenty or so people who escaped blushed with shame.

Some of those who had wanted to stay were provoked by Chen Jie and slapped their thighs and said, "That's right! What's the point of living like this?

Might as well do it with a bang! I want to go back, what about you guys?!

The twenty or so people glanced at each other, and about ten of them nodded and shouted, "I'll go back with you!" "I'll go!" "I'll go too!" "I'll fight too..."

Eleven people rode on their light beams to catch up with Chen Jie, and the remaining dozen or so people looked at each other, and finally left silently.

…………

After Ye Qinqin used the secret technique, her face turned pale and there was no magic power left in her body. She could hardly even fly.

Ye Qinqin stood up unsteadily and looked at her fellow disciples who had been reduced to ashes. She said, "You...ah, you didn't kill any of them. You really died in vain."

He Yandong had been swearing before, and the five Yu Lei Sect monks were already furious, and they all rushed towards He Yandong at the same time.

Ye Qinqin had told them long ago to target those with low cultivation, but they chose the most difficult target among the more than 200 people.

He Yandong has reached the great perfection of Lianxu. Although his cultivation level is not perfect, his followers are among the strongest people and they broke Ye Qinqin's sound waves in an instant.

None of the five people could pull up the last person to take the blame, so their death was really miserable.

He Yandong was furious and said, "Catch that little bitch!"

Ye Qinqin had no magic power left, and could only allow He Yandong's followers to subdue her and pull her in front of He Yandong.

He Yandong rubbed his hands together, looking impatient. His pale face actually flushed with excitement.

Thinking that he would be able to play with the woman in front of him soon, He Yandong's lower body began to react.

He Yandong reached out and pulled down Ye Qinqin's veil. He wanted to see how beautiful a woman with such a figure was.

But as soon as the veil fell, He Yandong suddenly screamed: "Ghost!!!"

He Yandong was frightened and his little brother instantly became weak. He was almost frightened to death by Ye Qinqin's face.

I saw a black "centipede" lying on Ye Qinqin's left cheek.

The centipede was slightly bulging, extending from Ye Qinqin's cheek to her chin, looking as scary as it could be.

Ye Qinqin laughed bitterly and said, "Sir, do you still want to have sex with me now?"

More than two hundred monks were frightened by the centipede on Ye Qinqin's face. They never expected that there was such an ugly woman in the world!

As Ye Qinqin spoke, the centipede on her face seemed to move, twitching.

He Yandong no longer had that thought. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Kill her! Kill her now! Don't pollute my eyes!"

Upon hearing this, the follower raised his hand and gathered his magic power, intending to beat Ye Qinqin into ashes, because this woman looked so scary.

She is ugly and scares people, so she should be beaten into ashes, because "ugliness" is a sin.

Ye Qinqin closed her eyes, and a tall and handsome man appeared in her mind. She thought to herself, "Will he also say that I am ugly?"

The follower gathered his magic power and was about to slap him down when suddenly there was a flash of lightning and the follower flew out with a "whoosh". A few drops of hot blood floated out and dripped onto Ye Qinqin's face.

Then there was a rumbling sound, and Ye Qinqin, who lowered her head and waited for death, saw a pair of big feet appear in front of her.

Then she looked up along the big feet and saw a familiar, tall figure appear in front of her.

Pan Chengfeng's body was covered in lightning. He looked at Ye Qinqin's face, reached out to wipe off the blood stains on the centipede, and smiled slightly, saying, "Senior Sister, am I not too late?"

When Pan Chengfeng saw the left side of Ye Qinqin's face, his heart skipped a beat, but he concealed it very well and did not behave abnormally at all.

Pan Chengfeng took Ye Qinqin's hand and helped her up, then handed Ye Qinqin's veil back to her.

He turned around and looked at the group of Nanzhou monks and said, "A bunch of men, don't you have any penises? What kind of ability is it to bully a woman?!"

Most of the people here were cultivators from the Purple Gold Mansion. Many of them immediately recognized Pan Chengfeng. One of them shouted, "He's Pan Chengfeng!! Pan Chengfeng, the one with a bounty of five million high-grade spirit stones!!"

"Five million spirit stones?!" Pan Chengfeng asked doubtfully, "My master is only worth five million high-grade spirit stones?

Who decided this? I have to be worth hundreds of millions, right?

He Yandong also recognized Pan Chengfeng and said happily: "It's you! Haha, this credit belongs to me!

Come on, kill him! Be careful, protect your head, I'm going to kick it like a ball! "

A group of cultivators formed seals and made attacks. Pan Chengfeng flashed and appeared in front of He Yandong. He grabbed He Yandong's neck with one hand.

When Pan Chengfeng rescued people before, he was only about ten meters away from He Yandong.

At this distance, He Yandong didn't even know how to run away, but was actually shouting and giving orders.

This allowed Pan Chengfeng to immediately identify the leader of the group.

After grabbing He Yandong's neck, the monks who were forming seals paused and shouted, "Release Young Master He! Otherwise, none of you will be able to leave!"

Pan Chengfeng chuckled and said, "See how anxious you are. I guess this Young Master He is quite someone special, right? Who can introduce him to me?"

A cultivator from the Purple Gold Mansion walked out from the crowd. He had reached the Great Perfection of Refining Void. He was He Yandong's fellow disciple, named Gui Yiming, and was also a disciple of Elder Wu.

It’s just that the power behind him is far weaker than that of He Yandong.

In addition to being the direct disciple of the Great Elder, He Yandong is also the brother-in-law of Nangong Xing, the Lord of Zijin Mansion, and the uncle of Nangong Tian.

Nangong Xing had seven wives, the first six of whom died, and only the seventh was still alive. She was a beautiful woman in the late stage of the Refining Void Realm.

Nangong Tian and Nangong Wan are the children of Nangong Xing's first wife.

Gui Yiming didn't have a good impression of He Yandong, but due to his status, he still had to say a few words.

Gui Yiming looked at Pan Chengfeng and warned, "You'd better release Senior Brother He, otherwise you won't be able to withstand the wrath of the Zijin Mansion."

Pan Chengfeng scratched his ear and said, "I asked you to introduce his identity, not to..."

"Kill him!" Pan Chengfeng hadn't finished speaking when Ye Qinqin's voice came from behind him: "Junior Brother Pan, there's nothing to talk to them about here, just kill them!"

Ye Qinqin had put on her veil again, and with red eyes she looked at He Yandong and said, "This scumbag..."

With a "click", Pan Chengfeng exerted force with his big hand, and He Yandong's neck twisted and he died.

Pan Chengfeng gathered the power of thunder with one hand and burned He Yandong from head to toe, turning him into a black corpse and even burning his soul to ashes.

There was silence.