I Cultivate Passively Chapter 558: Human mask

In Zhou Feng's eyes, Taoist Zi Yuan not only had a very strange breath.

Even the clothes are weird.

He was dressed in a bright red Taoist robe. Not only did this robe reveal strangeness, but there were also blurred faces on it.

If he read it correctly, the black traces on it were human faces.

And these faces seem to be still howling in pain.

Gives a very penetrating feeling.

"No! You are from the ground!"

After seeing Zhou Feng, Taoist Zi Yuan opened his eyes slightly.

This kind of breath, this kind of momentum can't come from the bottom of the abyss at all, it definitely comes from the people on the ground.

"People on the ground?"

There was not much change on Zhou Feng's face, but he noticed this name in his heart.

In other words, the people here are very familiar with the ground?

Inexplicably, he felt that he had touched a secret, a shocking secret.

"It's that **** who escaped! I knew it! That method is not stable at all!"

Zi Yuan Taoist doesn't even need to think.

It is directly concluded that someone brought Zhou Feng here.

Otherwise, no one will approach here at all.

This should be considered a small mistake.

At the same time, Taoist Zi Yuan seemed to be complaining about something.

With that appearance and tone, Zhou Feng was not taken seriously at all.

Because here, with the Holy Blood Mine nearby, he is invincible.

These people came from monks on the ground, and when they came to the bottom of the abyss, they were lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

There is an air of earth resentment everywhere, as well as the air of demons.

An ordinary monk can display 70% to 80% of his full strength, which is already considered remarkable.

"You! It's better to get caught! Maybe if I'm happy, I can let you live a few more days."

Ren Taoist Zi Yuan looked very arrogant at this time.

Obviously he didn't pay attention to Zhou Feng, and even thought about it in his heart.

Zhou Feng in front of him may be a better slave.

"It's better to draw the soul!"

Originally, Zhou Fengwan wanted to say something, but now he directly changed his mind.

He needs to understand this holy blood amethyst mine clearly.

Compared to a slave like Fei Li, Taoist Zi Yuan in front of him should know a lot.

So Zhou Feng planned to make a direct move.

But in the next second, Taoist Zi Yuan took the lead.

After seeing Zhou Feng's silence, Taoist Zi Yuan took out a mirror.

A purple light shines on Zhou Feng with lightning speed.

Because the speed is too fast, there is no way for him to dodge.

The surging energy surged like a vast ocean, and Zhou Feng's physical body began to undergo drastic changes.

Purple crystals appear in his flesh.

Yes! Just like those purple crystals on Fei Li.

At this moment, his physical body seemed to be polluted by some kind of pollution.

"Haha! You really are a little tender, kid!"

When Taoist Zi Yuan saw Zhou Feng was recruited, a smile appeared on his face.

Sure enough, these people from the ground have low vigilance.

But the Ziyuan mirror is powerful enough, if it is replaced by other magic weapons, it will not have such power.

"No warning?"

Zhou Feng was a little puzzled, because his brain didn't warn him just now.

At the same time, his fighting instinct did not sound the alarm.

This is a very strange thing.

Because at any time, the intellectual brain will always operate the art of Liuren to calculate good and bad.

Not to mention the passive combat instinct, which will give an early warning before encountering danger.

So under normal circumstances, it is simply impossible for someone to successfully attack him.

"Dick~~"

"Dick~~"

Valley

The purple crystals on Zhou Feng's body are slowly falling off.

The crystals fell to the ground, making a very crisp sound.

And Zhou Feng's body not only did not feel any discomfort, but became more vigorous.

The longevity bloodline got some nourishment at this moment.

"Crackling!"

Then Zhou Feng's muscles began to tremble like thunder.

"How...how is it possible!"

When Taoist Ziyuan discovered Zhou Feng's physical condition, he was in shock.

Because this is simply an impossible thing to happen.

He has never seen anyone who can ignore the pollution of the holy blood after being irradiated by the Ziyuan mirror.

The Ziyuan mirror held by Taoist Ziyuan is actually forged from the holy blood amethyst mine.

This purple mirror is extremely fragile, it needs to be recharged every time it is used, and it will break when touched.

But it can still be called a magic weapon, the reason is because there is a trace of the rule of the Dao in this mirror.

As long as it is irradiated, it will be polluted by holy blood.

It is impossible for everyone who is polluted by the holy blood to survive.

Even Taoist Zi Yuan is the same, only the legendary holy blood clan can be immune to the pollution of the holy blood.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be wearing a human mask.

But the facts were in front of him, not only was Zhou Feng not contaminated by the holy blood.

On the contrary, it looks very comfortable.

"Not good!"

Taoist Zi Yuan immediately smelled something bad.

However, the moment this thought came to his mind.

Zhou Feng moved!

There was no sign of movement, and violent blood rushed out like a volcanic eruption.

Punch!

This punch seemed to be able to penetrate heaven and earth, Taoist Zi Yuan felt a slight pain in his chest instantly.

The human mask on his body began to howl even more frantically.

Countless voices rang in Zhou Feng's ears.

Can you imagine it?

It feels like thousands of people are whispering in your ears to wake you up.

Even Zhou Feng's state of mind was disturbed.

But luckily! He threw another punch.

This punch also directly crushed Taoist Ziyuan under the passive blessing of Rentu.

The next second, except for the head, Taoist Zi Yuan's body turned into a meatloaf, and he collapsed on the ground.

Crush! This is absolute crushing!

Zhou Feng may not be able to contend against the power of Yuhua.

But in the face of those monks who are not capable of feathering, they are almost crushed all the way.

With tens of thousands of layers of human massacre passive, his punches and kicks endowed with terrifying power.

Even Zhou Fenggang didn't use all his strength, just a simple punch and Rentu's passive, directly crushed Taoist Ziyuan.

"This power!"

Zi Yuan Taoist was frightened and stupid, the feeling of suffocation that crushed everything.

Let him say nothing else at all.

"This dress...."

Zhou Feng noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Taoist Zi Yuan's clothes.

After receiving his two punches ~IndoMTL.com~ Taoist Ziyuan even turned his body into a meatloaf.

But the clothes on his body were not broken.

It's just that the traces of the human face on it are more clear.

The smell of blood! Rotten smell! It started to get pungent.

"Ah~~"

"Ah~~"

A faint cry began to surround the passage.

"This voice....this voice is!"

Fili, who was hiding in the distance, suddenly raised his head.

Because he heard a very familiar voice.

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