The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 766: Goodbye, fellow Taoist, the final chapter of genius (big chapter)

Xuansheng Country, the sixth level of the Tiandao Sect dungeon.

Junior Brother Shen, who was knocked down by a punch, covered his cheek and spat out a mouthful of broken teeth, and said in horror: "You are a high-level body cultivator?!!"

Pan Chengfeng shouted angrily: "It's all your fault! Go to hell and ask King Yama!" Pan Chengfeng rushed down, and Junior Brother Shen had no time to form a seal. Pan Chengfeng kicked him in the stomach and he flew four or five hundred meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Pan Chengfeng frowned and thought to himself, "Not dead yet? Damn, without the help of the boxing gloves, I would need three punches to kill a cultivator in the early stage of the Void Refining Realm?!"

Pan Chengfeng had used all his strength in that punch and kick just now. According to previous experience, a cultivator in the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm would definitely be killed, but this man actually still had a breath left.

Pan Chengfeng had to deal with this person as soon as possible, otherwise when the Void Refining cultivator from the seventh floor came over and the two of them joined forces, Pan Chengfeng would be in trouble.

Junior Brother Shen, who was flying out, had begun to lose consciousness, but he still endured the pain, steadied his body, and prepared to use his magic power to make a last-ditch effort. When he looked up, his soul flew away!

Pan Chengfeng raised one hand and shouted, "Dragon Catching Hand!" Junior Brother Shen only felt a huge suction force sucking him back. In his current situation, he could not resist at all, so he could only let the suction force suck him back.

"Fellow Daoist, please spare my life!" Pan Chengfeng raised his clenched fist and said calmly: "Let the King of Hell spare your life!" He swung a punch, and with a bang, Junior Brother Shen turned into a pile of minced meat, but his soul actually escaped.

Junior Brother Shen's soul shouted, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't..." A black shadow flashed by, and Junior Brother Shen's soul entered Heiwu's stomach.

Hei Wu licked his tongue and meowed. Pan Chengfeng said hurriedly, "You have food to eat today. Hurry to the next floor!"

Just as the man and the cat turned around, another light of escape came over. Looking at the corpses on the ground, the man roared, "How dare you?! You killed so many people, I think you are tired of living! Where is Junior Brother Shen?!"

The person who came had a slightly higher cultivation level, at the peak of the early stage of Refined Void, and was the Refined Void guard on the seventh floor of the dungeon, Junior Brother Huo.

Pan Chengfeng pointed at Hei Wudao and said, "Junior Brother Shen? He's in its belly. We'll reunite you two soon!"

Junior Brother Huo was slightly startled when he heard this. He took a step back and said angrily, "How dare you kill Junior Brother Shen! Senior Brother Lu will be here soon. You just wait to die!"

Pan Chengfeng quickly released his spiritual awareness and saw a man rushing here from the first floor of the dungeon. It was Lu Jicheng, whom Chen Qi asked Pan Chengfeng to kill. He had the cultivation level of the peak of Refined Void!

It would take some time to get here from the first floor. Pan Chengfeng said with a cold look in his eyes: "Then you should die first!!"

Lu Jicheng rushed all the way, secretly blaming himself: "Junior Brother Shen is dead?! I was careless and should have rushed over as soon as possible! Damn it!!"

Lu Jicheng originally thought that Junior Brother Shen could handle it. He just needed to wait at the intersection and wait for the rats to come out. Unexpectedly, Junior Brother Shen was dealt with in such a short time.

Now another junior brother, Junior Brother Huo, is confronting the other party, but Junior Brother Huo's cultivation is only slightly higher than Junior Brother Shen's. According to the speed at which the other party is killing Junior Brother Shen, Junior Brother Huo won't be able to hold on for long.

Although Lu Jicheng was fast, the dungeon was indeed too long and winding. Even for him, it would take two minutes to reach the seventh floor.

Two minutes is enough for Pan Chengfeng to kill a cultivator in the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm!

On the sixth floor of the dungeon, there was a loud bang, and Junior Brother Huo flew backwards two hundred meters. After landing, he rolled over a dozen times before stopping. He stood up with difficulty and said, "You are not a Jindan cultivator! Who are you?!"

Pan Chengfeng had a grim expression on his face, not wanting to waste any time. He just formed a seal and said, "Thunder!" A few rays of light flashed, and Pan Chengfeng appeared behind Junior Brother Huo, saying calmly, "Go to hell!"

A punch pierced through his vest, and a big hand held a bloody, still beating heart. Junior Brother Huo slowly rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Heiwu quickly jumped onto Junior Brother Huo, and with a suck of his soul into his stomach, he fulfilled Pan Chengfeng's promise and reunited him with Junior Brother Shen.

Seeing that Hei Wu was still immersed in the deliciousness of Lianxu Yuanshen, Pan Chengfeng jumped over and said, "Hurry up and leave!"

The man and the cat quickly rushed to the seventh floor. Pan Chengfeng used his spiritual awareness to see that Lu Jicheng had already reached the fourth floor. He thought to himself, "How fast! It only took me two minutes to kill those two people, and this old guy has already reached the fourth floor!"

Pan Chengfeng's physical speed reached its full potential, reaching 2500 kilometers per hour. In the blink of an eye, he reached the seventh floor. Heiwu stood on Pan Chengfeng's shoulder and continued to use mental attacks.

As soon as the guards on the seventh floor of the dungeon approached, they all fell to the ground. Pan Chengfeng had no time to care about them. He rushed all the way and finally arrived in front of Chen Qi's cell after a minute.

Pan Chengfeng knocked on the iron railing and said, "Chen Qi, I lured Lu Jicheng here and killed him in front of you. Isn't that nice of me?!"

Chen Qi raised his head slightly and said, "Lu Jicheng is here? Aren't you afraid of being dragged here and surrounded by people?"

Pan Chengfeng sneered and said, "As long as they are not combined cultivators, no one can stop me!"

As he was speaking, a strong wave of magical power was heard. Pan Chengfeng said calmly, "Here he comes. Fellow Daoist, look carefully! Is it him?!"

As the light of escape receded, a figure appeared in front of Chen Qi's cell. The person was not in a hurry to attack, but just looked Pan Chengfeng up and down, and then slowly said: "Ninth level of Golden Core?!"

"Lu Jicheng!!" A deep roar was heard, and Lu Jicheng turned his head slightly and said, "Chen Qi, you are not dead yet? What? Do you want to avenge your Taoist partner? Hehe~"

With a contemptuous smile, Lu Jicheng ignored Chen Qi and looked at Pan Chengfeng and said, "You are the one who killed Junior Brother Huo and Junior Brother Shen?"

"It was me who did it~" Pan Chengfeng pointed at himself with his thumb and said, "They are just two pieces of trash, Chen Qi, is it him? Don't kill the wrong person~"

Chen Qi said in a low voice: "It's him!"

"Okay~" Pan Chengfeng looked at Lu Jicheng and said, "Old man, please lend me your brain!"

Lu Jicheng laughed loudly and said, "You want my head? That depends on whether you have the ability to do so!! The wrath of the scorching sun!"

As expected of a cultivator at the peak of the Refinement Realm, his magic power and speed are far beyond the reach of the two cultivators at the early stages of the Refinement Realm, and he actually took the initiative to attack!

Dozens of fireballs the size of human heads shot out, and the temperature in the dungeon instantly rose to a terrifying level.

But this temperature was nothing to Pan Chengfeng. The opponent attacked first, and Pan Chengfeng could only dodge.

The space in the dungeon was limited, so Pan Chengfeng could only hide farther and farther away. After dozens of fireballs were fired, the distance between the two was more than 300 meters.

After Pan Chengfeng stood still and was about to fight back, Lu Jicheng's magical power fluctuations came. Pan Chengfeng shouted: "The old guy has no martial ethics!!"

The intermediate spell in front forced Pan Chengfeng to retreat. While Pan Chengfeng was dodging, Lu Jicheng actually prepared another spell, and it was an advanced one!

Pan Chengfeng had killed two cultivators in the early stage of the Void Refinement before. Although Lu Jicheng looked calm on the surface, he was actually cautious in his heart. He took the first step to seize the initiative.

"Try my ultimate move! Fiery Golden Fire!" The passage was filled with light golden flames. The temperature was so high that even Pan Chengfeng felt the stinging pain on his skin.

“Yang Fire?!” Pan Chengfeng was secretly surprised, but immediately denied it: “It’s not Yang Fire, it’s a little worse than Qian’er’s Golden Crow Fire, but it’s also a rare fire magic! Whatever I like is mine!!”

With a few swish sounds, five black shields appeared. They were actually five top-grade spiritual treasures, the Black Flame Shields! Pan Chengfeng's spiritual treasure for training. The reason why he chose these Black Flame Shields was that they were resistant to high temperatures!

The shields grew longer as they faced the wind, and five shields immediately became three meters high and ten meters wide, blocking Pan Chengfeng and keeping out the oncoming sea of ​​fire.

The sea of ​​fire slowly disappeared, and the shield was melted. Lu Jicheng was shocked and asked, "How come you have so many spiritual treasures?!" Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "I have a lot of spiritual treasures. Let me show you some. Go!"

Pan Chengfeng casually swung a palm-sized yellowish object toward Lu Jicheng. Lu Jicheng scanned it with his spiritual sense and sneered, "You think you can hurt me with a top-grade spiritual treasure? How naive~"

Lu Jicheng waved his hand, and a magic wall appeared, blocking the incoming flying objects. Pan Chengfeng raised his lips and shouted, "Explode!"

With a loud bang, the magic wall was blown apart, and the aftermath caused Lu Jicheng to stagger. Pan Chengfeng seized the opportunity, formed seals with both hands, and laughed, "It's my turn, Fire Dragon Dance·Enhanced Edition!!"

A deep red dragon head poked out from the void, and the passage was almost filled up by this dragon head. Then the dragon body and tail followed out. A huge fire dragon that was more than four thousand meters long roared out, and with a roar, it attacked the frightened Lu Jicheng!

"Impossible! You can't be a Jindan cultivator!" Lu Jicheng was horrified, but he still took out his magic weapon and poured his magic power into it desperately.

After receiving the magic power, the magic weapon protective card turned into a golden wall with a humming sound, protecting Lu Jicheng behind it.

The dragon head crashed into the city wall, and Lu Jicheng was pushed back several hundred meters along with the wall by the fire dragon. It only stopped when the golden city wall was completely melted.

Most of Lu Jicheng's clothes were burned, and his face was black and looked ridiculous. Pan Chengfeng laughed and said, "You destroyed six of my top-grade magic treasures, and I destroyed one of your mid-grade magic treasures. We're even~"

"I will not forgive you!" Lu Jicheng flipped his hand and a communication talisman appeared in his hand. Pan Chengfeng's pupils shrank and he formed a seal with one hand and said, "Thunder!"

Several white lightnings refracted in the passage. Just as Lu Jicheng was about to send a message, Pan Chengfeng appeared in front of him. He reached out and grabbed the message talisman that Lu Jicheng was about to send out and said, "You want to call for help because you can't win?"

Lu Jicheng was shocked and shook his arms several times, but he couldn't get them free. Pan Chengfeng exerted force with one hand and directly swung Lu Jicheng up, just like the propeller of a helicopter. It was unknown how many times it turned before he swung it with force!

With a bang, Lu Jicheng was smashed against the wall of the passage, raising a cloud of dust. Pan Chengfeng leaned over and chased after him, laughing: "It's not over yet, it's not over yet!"

Lu Jicheng's heart-wrenching screams were heard in the smoke and dust. Chen Qi's magic power was restricted and he could only rely on his eyes to see, but the smoke and dust were too thick and he could not see what was happening. He could only hear Lu Jicheng's continued screams.

Half a cup of tea passed, the screams became weaker and weaker, and suddenly a black shadow shot out from the smoke and dust, with two bangs, the first of which hit the railing of Chen Qi's cell.

But the railing did not stop the black shadow from continuing to fly, and the second sound hit the wall next to Chen Qi.

Chen Qi turned around and saw a man with a deformed face, broken limbs, a sunken chest, and only breathing out but not in. But Chen Qi still recognized the man from his half-burned clothes as Lu Jicheng!

Pan Chengfeng also slowly walked out of the smoke and dust, clapped his hands and said, "As expected of a cultivator at the peak of the Void Refining Stage. He took hundreds of punches from me and still has a breath left. Chen Qi, do you want to finish him off yourself?"

Chen Qi laughed softly at first, then his voice gradually grew louder, and finally turned into a hearty laugh. After laughing for dozens of seconds, Chen Qi slowly stopped laughing and said, "No need, fellow Taoist, please send him off first."

Pan Chengfeng was also straightforward. After hearing Chen Qi's request, he gathered his strength and punched Lu Jicheng on the head accurately. With a "pop", the head shattered, and then a white soul flew out from Lu Jicheng's body.

Before Yuanshen could even open his mouth, he was swallowed up by Heiwu.

Chen Qi saw that his revenge was achieved and his wish was fulfilled. He said calmly, "Although the sect was destroyed, we still have some savings. Fellow Daoist, please come closer."

Pan Chengfeng quickly leaned over to Chen Qi's ear and whispered a few words to him. Then he said, "You can take all the resources, but for the skills and secret techniques, please find the disciples of the Huangsha Sect and give them to them."

Pan Chengfeng nodded slightly and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely do it." Chen Qi said calmly with dull eyes, "Please send me off for the last time, fellow Daoist."

Pan Chengfeng sighed inwardly. Chen Qi was from the Great Zhou Dynasty, so he was considered Pan Chengfeng's fellow countryman. He still remembered the first time he heard Chen Qi's name, everyone said he was the most outstanding genius in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he was expected to be reborn in a hundred years.

Now that this genius is about to pass away, Pan Chengfeng can't help but think of himself. Would he also be strangled in the cradle like Chen Qi?

Shaking his head and not thinking about it anymore, Pan Chengfeng said softly: "Farewell, fellow Daoist~" He punched Chen Qi's heart accurately, and then the force of the fist shook again, shattering even his soul.