Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

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As soon as Kun Feng finished speaking, the huge rock under Ao Fang's seat suddenly collapsed. He stood up and took a step forward, seemingly slowly but actually quickly. In two steps, he crossed several dozen feet and came in front of Kun Feng.

"Go on." Ao Fang said coldly.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, but Kun Feng remained calm and said, "After Ao Hui died, Chen Yuan came to find my nephew, and Ao Bo was stopped by the demon cultivator who killed Jinsha."

"My nephew fought Chen Yuan to a draw, but Ao Bo was no match for the demon cultivator and was seriously injured and dying."

"My nephew is alone against two of them. He is no match for them. His soul has also been badly injured. I can only snatch the Binghuo Leijing and retreat with Ao Bo."

"That piece of Binghuo Lei Crystal actually fell into your hands?" Ao Fang narrowed his eyes slightly, with murderous intent revealed.

Kun Tong suddenly stepped forward and stood between Ao Fang and Kun Feng: "Brother Ao, what do you mean by this?"

Ao Fang looked past Kun Tong and looked at Kun Feng: "Chen Yuan killed Ao Hui, but he couldn't even take the Thunder Crystal away? How did you take the Thunder Crystal from him?"

A pair of pitch-black wings appeared behind Kun Feng. With a flap of his wings, his figure disappeared from where he was and appeared several feet away.

"My nephew mastered the art of teleportation not long ago, and I succeeded in taking the Thunder Crystal away by surprise," he said calmly.

Ao Fang was startled, and the murderous aura in his eyes disappeared. "The art of teleportation, my nephew is indeed gifted. It seems that the Kunyu clan will have another demon king."

"Brother Ao, you are too kind. Kun Feng's bloodline is just a little purer. He has not yet passed the tribulation of transformation. How can he be called the Demon Emperor?" Kun Tong laughed.

The group of monsters looked at Kun Feng with dull eyes.

It should be noted that even Nascent Soul cultivators and transformed demon kings can only perform teleportation techniques in the Nascent Soul state. Only great cultivators or tenth-level demon kings can teleport at will.

With such means, it is no wonder that Kun Feng is invincible at the same level. No wonder he was able to escape from the mouth of an eighth-level monster.

And Chen Yuan was able to fight Kun Feng to a draw and even hurt the charming woman. Could it be that his strength is even stronger than Kun Feng who has mastered the art of teleportation?

Ao Fang said slowly: "My nephew has already mastered the art of teleportation, and he is unable to keep Chen Yuan. Old Ghost Ji has indeed taught a good disciple."

"Please leave Chen Yuan's portrait behind, nephew. After we leave Jueling Island, I will issue an order to offer a reward for this man's life."

"Yes, uncle, please wait a moment." Kun Feng took out a jade slip from the mustard seed ring, placed it in front of his forehead, and closed his eyes slightly.

After a while, he opened his eyes, bowed slightly, stretched out his hands, and handed the jade slip to Ao Fang: "This is the portrait of Chen Yuan, please accept it, uncle."

Ao Fang took the jade slip and used his spiritual sense to explore it. A murderous look flashed in his eyes. "It turned out to be this person. He was very inconspicuous in front of Tongtian Palace that day. He was only in the middle stage of Jindan, but he has such strength."

"Middle stage of Jindan?" Kun Tong suddenly turned his head and looked at Kun Feng, "Then Chen Yuan is only at the middle stage of Jindan?"

Kun Feng nodded, Kun Tong's face darkened and he said no more.

The charming woman already knew Chen Yuan's cultivation level, but she just lost some face and her expression was a little gloomy.

When the feminine man heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and the folding fan in his hand, which he was gently waving, stopped unconsciously.

Those monsters that had not yet transformed were even more stunned. The mighty divine tortoise, which looked like a towering mountain, retracted its head into its shell, and its carapace trembled slightly a few times.

A cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan period was able to kill Ao Hui, tie with Kun Feng who mastered the art of teleportation, and injure the transformed demon king.

All the monsters remembered Chen Yuan's name deeply. They went back and tried to get Chen Yuan's portrait. From then on, if they met him, they would immediately retreat.

No matter how generous the reward was in the decree issued by Demon King Ao Fang, this was not a person they could afford to offend. Apart from the transformed Demon King, who else could be Chen Yuan's opponent? Ao Fang put the jade slip into the mustard seed ring, nodded to Kun Feng, and said lightly: "Thanks to my nephew, I was able to learn about the cause of Ao Hui's death. I will remember this."

"Uncle, you are too kind. This is my responsibility." Kun Feng bowed and said calmly.

Ao Fang came to the side of the Sky-Bearing Divine Turtle and said calmly, "I'll borrow your body for a bit."

The Sky-lifting Divine Turtle shuddered, and immediately crouched down, saying in a muffled voice: "I am willing to serve the Demon King."

Ao Fang nodded slightly, turned around and sat on its carapace.

The Sky-Bearing Divine Turtle felt as if a mountain was pressing down on it. Its limbs were tensed and it supported itself on the ground. It frantically urged its demonic power and used its innate magical powers to avoid falling down.

"Fellow Daoist Ao, I will issue an edict with you. The monks from Tianji Sect dared to kill my people. Their crime is unforgivable!" said the charming woman.

Ao Fang nodded, closed his eyes slightly, and his iron tower-like body stood straight, exuding an aura that kept strangers away.

Silence returned to the valley. Kun Tong sat cross-legged on the ground. He quietly spread out his spiritual sense and set up a barrier around him, covering Kun Feng as well.

"Why do you want to show your teleportation skills? The Jiaolong clan will definitely regard you as a thorn in their eyes and a thorn in their throat!" He secretly transmitted a message to Kun Feng with an extremely harsh tone.

"I have no choice but to do this. All three cultivators from Tianji Sect survived, so I can only blame them for Ao Hui's death..." Kun Feng reiterated in detail the countermeasures he had discussed with Ao Bo.

"Is Chen Yuan really so powerful that even you can't defeat him?" Kun Tong was very surprised.

The moment Kun Feng mentioned the Binghuo Lei Jing, he knew that Ao Hui must have died at Kun Feng's hands. That wisp of Dan fire that was tainted with the essence of the sun's true fire was given to Kun Feng by him.

But later, Kun Feng praised Chen Yuan as a god and used the art of teleportation to gain Ao Fang's trust, which made Kun Tong quite dissatisfied.

The moment Kun Feng used the teleportation technique, no matter who killed Ao Hui, the Jiaolong clan would not let Kun Feng go.

He has not yet survived the heavenly tribulation, but he can already perform the art of teleportation. His bloodline is so pure that the Jiaolong clan will not break up with him openly, but they will definitely send people to rob and kill him in secret. There is no way they will allow him to grow up.

Moreover, he knew how pure Kun Feng's Kun fish bloodline was, and he didn't think that anyone could be his match.

Kun Feng said: "If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have made him famous."

"The white spiritual fire he cast can burn the soul. It is extremely strange."

"I used my innate magical power to devour it into my body, but it could only weaken it slightly. I still couldn't escape the pain of my soul being burned. If I continue to fight him, I will either live or die."

Kun Tong sighed: "I didn't expect that the human race would have such a person who could compete with you."

"For now, you must survive the transformation tribulation as soon as possible."

"After you perform the teleportation technique, no matter how Ao Hui died, the Jiaolong Clan will not let you go."

"I will obey your father's instructions in everything." Kunfeng said.

Kun Tong reminded him again: "Fortunately, Chen Yuan also injured Jin Luo's soul. In this way, his killing of Ao Hui is very credible, and Ao Fang will not regard you as the murderer of his son."

"As long as you don't travel outside and stay alert before you survive the catastrophe, nothing will happen."

"Yes, I remember it." Kun Feng responded, but his eyes looked downcast, showing that he didn't care. (End of this chapter)