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Chapter 2021 The fear of ancient times

The man was so scared that his legs were weak. It was not because he was afraid of the sword Wu Feng put on his neck, but the zombie with fangs behind him. When he thought of it, he would become such a monster for a while, and he could not accept it. In the blink of an eye, the zombie jumped to Wu Feng's side, stretched out his claws and rushed towards the person Wu Feng grabbed. Wu Feng turned his head and glanced at the zombie, stretched out his finger and hit the zombie's chest, shouted loudly, and the zombie was ejected three or five feet away, smashing several people one after another.

Tell me where the little demon woman has gone, Wu Feng asked again.

She followed the Lord Zuo into the door and had already entered for a while. The man spared his life. The man begged for mercy in tears.

After getting the exact answer, Wu Feng was too lazy to talk to the man, and he held his collar and threw it into the zombie group. As soon as the man landed, he was bitten by a zombie in the neck, kicked his legs and died immediately. Wu Feng now has no good feelings for the people of the White Lotus Sect, especially these so-called masters. Anyone must have many lives on him and he will not feel guilty if he kills him.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Feng came to the thick iron door, looked up and down, and found a large string of iron chains and seven or eight unlocked locks at the door. It seemed that someone had really entered the door.

Wu Feng put his hands on the iron gate and felt the thickness of the iron gate. He felt at least one inch thick. While holding his breath and concentrating, a kind of fear like an ancient prehistoric world hit his heart. Since he jumped into this secret passage, Wu Feng could always feel something that was extremely frightening hidden in this Guanyin Cave. The feeling was particularly obvious at this moment. It seemed that the thing that had always made him uneasy should be behind the iron gate.

Wu Feng didn't know what that thing was, but when Master Mo Yun died, he once said that there were big monsters here, and there were many kinds of big monsters, but no matter which one, they were unmatched by him. This made Wu Feng hesitate a little, should he open this door?

Is there a way out?

The answer is definitely no. Before he did this trip, Lao Liu was hit first. The little demon said that Lao Liu was dead now. When he thought of Lao Liu, Wu Feng felt ache in his heart. He could not tolerate the closest people around him leaving him. Even if Lao Liu was really dead, he must avenge him and kill the little demon.

Until now, even the yellow-haired monkey has disappeared. It must have been chasing the little demon girl. Wu Feng cannot lose Lao Liu's head and lose his brother Xiao Huang. With this, he will go through the tiger's den no matter what.

With his hands on the iron door, Wu Feng took a deep breath, took a step back, put away the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword in his hand, clenched his fists, and then poured the true energy from the dantian all over his body. In an instant, Wu Feng's robe swelled all over his body, and Wu Feng automatically. The full true energy flowed through the eight strange meridians and finally poured between his palms. The scorching feeling was as if a pair of fleshy palms were about to burn.

But when Wu Feng's palms moved one after another, dust was flying under his feet. With Wu Feng's shout, the feminine palm slowly slapped at the extremely heavy iron gate. A muffled sound like a big bell echoed in the cave. The gravel on his head fell down. The iron gate shook violently, but did not collapse as he expected.
Chapter completed!
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