Although Hao Cang chose to obey, it would be absolutely to say that he really obeyed Chen Feng, but once he used the Divine Soul Blood Oath on Chen Feng, he had no chance to regret it.
Hao Cang hesitated for a while, after all, this was a decision related to whether his divine soul was controlled by Chen Feng, but this kid was obviously only a middle-level cultivator of the Golden Immortal, how could he control the divine soul of a Great Luo Golden Immortal?
Isn't it crazy?
Since you are so big, you are controlled by my spirit, don't blame me.
When Hao Cang thought of this, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said, "Yes, master." ” Hao Cang slashed his forehead with a knife, forcing out a drop of essence blood to float towards Chen Feng, and then released his own soul to perform the ritual of soul blood oath to Chen Feng.
A blood-colored divine soul entered Chen Feng's sea of knowledge, Hao Cang lowered his head and smiled, ready to control Chen Feng's sea of knowledge, but what appeared in front of him was not the sea of knowledge, but a vast universe, just when he was dumbfounded, he watched a big hand grab his soul at once, in this, Chen Feng was equivalent to the creator, and it was not his turn to have any chance to fight back.
Not to mention that he is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, even if the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal fell here, he also let Chen Feng rub it round and flatten, and wanted to fight back against Chen Feng?
Unless your soul can be bigger than his small universe.
After Chen Feng accepted his Divine Soul Blood Oath, he snorted coldly at Hao Cang, Hao Cang suddenly felt a pain in his soul, and knelt in front of Chen Feng with a plop, with a panicked expression on his face.
"Haocang, I don't care about what happened to you just now, but this is the last time, if there is a next time, I will let your soul fly away!"
Chen Feng looked at Hao Cang, who was kneeling in front of him, and said in a gloomy tone.
Now that Haocang has sworn to him, Chen Feng can decide his life and death with a single thought, this guy actually wanted to fight back against him just now, really when he Chen Feng is so stupid, if there is no small universe in his body, Chen Feng would not dare to accept a Da Luo Jin Immortal at all, because that is an act of looking for death.
"Yes, yes, my subordinates don't dare anymore."
Hao Cang said fearfully, now that he is on the chopping board, he doesn't even have the ability to resist, Chen Feng only needs one thought to make him go up in smoke.
Moreover, Chen Feng treated this Hao Cang differently from his subordinates, although his subordinates also used the Divine Soul Blood Oath on him, Chen Feng did not control their Yuan Soul, but this Hao Cang's Divine Soul was controlled by Chen Feng.
After all, this Haocang is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, if he takes advantage of his absence, he suddenly turns back, then he will play Dafa, this Chen Feng has to beware, after all, he can't be in his base camp at any time, this Hao Cang except himself, no one in the base camp can restrain him.
After getting rid of these bandits, Chen Feng took them over, originally these bandits thought that their fate would be miserable, but they didn't expect that when Chen Feng brought them back to his base camp, those bandits felt the strong fairy aura in this place, even if Chen Feng drove them away, I am afraid they would not leave.
Especially that Haocang didn't expect that even not far from him, there was actually a powerful force hidden, and he didn't even find out, this time the loss was not wronged.
Chen Feng scattered these thieves separately to deal with them, some of the high-level mountain mouths of the Golden Immortals all need to use the Divine Soul Blood Oath on him, and those with low strength, I'm sorry, Chen Feng doesn't have so many resources for you, if you want to get more resources like theirs, then go and do hard work.
A group of small thieves, there are no powerful characters, Chen Feng didn't take them in his eyes at all, these guys still want to be comfortable when they fall into their hands, let's dream.
Those bandits used to be free and easy, and thought that it was the same here, just a change of place and a change of leader, but they were quickly wrong, and the first day they came in was training, and they almost didn't even have time to breathe.
If there were people from the earth here, they would definitely be dumbfounded, only to see a large group of high-level Golden Immortals doing the training of those special forces on the earth.
Climbing the quagmire, crossing the knife mountain, cross-country running, running with weights, standing in a military posture, military physical training training, the key is that Chen Feng has imprisoned all their cultivation, just the standing military posture of the first level has already made these guys want to live or die, and there is no time to think about anything else.
"I'm not convinced, why only we have to train, they don't have to train?"
One of the bandits saw some of the immortal cultivators in the camp looking at them with a look of disdain.
They are all Chen Feng's old team, and they followed Chen Feng all the way out of the immortal hunting field, and this level of training is nothing to them at all.
"They've already trained, and your level of training is just a small matter."
In the big sun, Chen Feng sat on a beach chair with a parasol by his side, with a pair of sunglasses on his face, and did not speak, while Wu Tong sat next to Chen Feng and shook a feather fan and said to them.
Wu Tong didn't brag, and at first he didn't understand why Chen Feng wanted to embarrass them, after all, this kind of cultivation had no effect on immortal cultivators at all.
But now Wu Tong doesn't see it that way, Chen Feng's purpose in training them is mainly to improve their ability to coordinate operations and the habit of ordering and prohibiting, after all, Chen Feng uses a battle formation, when facing an enemy stronger than himself, they decide not to panic, let alone escape, even if the attack has reached their face, they have to believe that it is the enemy who dies in the end, not themselves.
Along the way, they have experienced too many wars, of course, not every time they will be fine, some people watch their companions continue to die under the enemy's knife, making their eyes red, eager to slash the enemy, but Chen Feng's training has already been engraved in their bones, even if they are angry, they will not leave their position, this is the effect that Chen Feng wants, once they are in chaos, the battle array will lose its power.
"I don't believe it, Immortal, we are all golden immortals, what are we doing with training these useless things?"
The bandits were noisy and unconvinced.
If you let them train to fight, forget it, but these things have nothing to do with fighting, it's just a waste of time, Chen Feng heard their complaints, the corners of his mouth smirked, looked at these unconvinced mountain mouths through his sunglasses, and sneered: "Really?
Lao Wu, arrange some people to play with them, if you can win against one of them, or even force them back, even if you win, I will approve that you don't have to do this kind of boring training anymore. ”