Invincible King System

"Bu Mei..." Chen Feng stood in a blank space, lost.

In the end... I still couldn't say anything...

After tidying up, Chen Feng looked around.

"Strange... isn't it Tianshen Elementary School?" Chen Feng couldn't help frowning and glanced.

Not far behind him was a forest, and a mist in front of him.

In the mist, one could see a hideous figure one after another. The figure was motionless and could not see what it was.

A scarlet moon hung in the sky, making everything red.

In addition to the scarlet moon, there are some small black spots in the sky, which seem to be covered by something, and Chen Feng's eyes can only see a blur.

Human skeletons were scattered not far away, and their hollow eyes seemed to be looking at Chen Feng.

'Hey, red blood line, do you know where it is?Doesn’t it seem to be Tenjin Elementary School?'Chen Feng asked in his heart.

Silence, no response.

'Hey?Red blood line?Hey?'Chen Feng frowned and couldn't help asking a few more questions.

Chen Feng's face became stiff, and he stretched out his right hand to try to summon the red blood line.

There was no response, it seemed that the red blood line never existed.

Chen Feng naturally did not believe in evil, and scratched the wrist of his left hand with the nail of his right hand.

It stands to reason that this kind of small injury can be healed without a second under the repair of the red blood line.

Five seconds passed... Ten seconds passed... Thirty seconds passed...

Chen Feng confirmed one thing: the red blood line was really lost.

Panic rushed into my heart immediately, although I didn't really want to see the red blood line, but now it has become an inseparable part of myself.

Without the red blood line, Chen Feng would have died a thousand times.

And now...damn it!Red blood line, where are you?

The black mist enveloped Chen Feng speechlessly, the cells in his body were stimulated to accelerate the division, and the wound on the back of his hand instantly scabs.

The core of the black mist is actually the power of Nirvana, which belongs to the witch, and Chen Feng is just a stealer.

This is also the reason why Chen Feng didn't use it when facing Nirvana. Using the power of Nirvana against Nirvana was as stupid as using a slingshot against a submachine gun.

The power of Nirvana was eroding his mind and body all the time, and it took a little half a month for the red blood line to adjust his body to its peak.

With the red blood line, Chen Feng naturally gave up the black mist that had more advantages than disadvantages.1

But now that the red blood line is missing, Chen Feng can only pick up the greatest reliance on which he had settled down.

Chen Feng is not a person who suffers from gains and losses, and now this situation must be calm.

"First you have to figure out what place this is." Looking around, Chen Feng thought.

The mist in front of you can tell that it's not a good thing, but is the wood behind you surely safe?

Without the red blood line, Chen Feng is really dead when he is dead, so he must be careful step by step.

After all, Shinozaki Ayumi is still waiting for him to go back, he can't die in such a place.

The best way to deal with it is to find someone to ask.

Chen Feng looked around and found that the fog only covered an area, and the fog in the distance actually showed an arc.

"What is the mist... is it protecting, so that people will not come in for investigation?" Chen Feng relied on limited information to judge.

"Walk around first." Chen Feng decided.

Surrounded by the fog, Chen Feng moved slowly, always alert to his surroundings.

"Roar!" A loud and deafening noise rang from the mist.

Of course, the deafening is only for Chen Feng, if there is an ordinary person standing in Chen Feng's position to listen, nothing can be heard.

"Roar! It's not a human voice, about...ten kilometers away?" Chen Feng's expression changed.

What kind of monster roar can pass ten kilometers?

Chen Feng stopped in place, frowning, and took out the "killing" from the knife box.

Since there is such a monster in the mist, it is hard to guarantee that there are no other monsters here, so it is better to hold the knife in your hand.

The roar kept coming, the voice became more and more angry, then slowly became weak, and finally lost his voice after a shaking roar.

"That monster... was killed?" Chen Feng's expression changed drastically.

How could it be possible...that kind of monster is judged by the roar, at least 50 meters in size, although it is not clear how such a big monster was not crushed to death by its own weight, but there are creatures that can hunt this monster?

Or is it... the man hunted this monster?

Chen Feng did not hear the roar of other monsters, and removed the possibility of fighting between monsters.

Danger!It's dangerous here!The alarm bell rang in Chen Feng's heart.

Whether it is a person or a group of people, being able to hunt this monster means that it also has the ability to kill him, and Chen Feng has lost his immortality.

The memory of being beaten to death in 30 seconds is still in my mind. The mercenary who was replaced by Chen Feng told Chen Feng with his own life: You are not strong enough!

People who can hunt such monsters should also have this ability, right?

Holding the "tyranny" in his hand, the two heavy knives gave Chen Feng a certain sense of security.

Although it is still very bottomless.

"Others...others...must find someone who is alone to ask about the situation." Chen Feng is now afraid to go to the crowd. What if he is hostile or judges him to be hostile?

The situation is unknown, Chen Feng dare not care.

Slowly continuing to detour, Chen Feng was alert to everything around him.

As he walked, Chen Feng suddenly felt that he was staring at something.

This is a very strange intuition. I looked around and didn't see anything, but Chen Feng was sure that he had been spotted.

The big cats on the African grasslands prey in this way, first hiding their prey, and then attacking when the prey relaxes their vigilance.

This peeper didn't know whether it was a human or an animal, and Chen Feng's extraordinary hearing could not hear the heartbeat. It should have been covered up with some special technique.

On the surface, Chen Feng was unmoved, but in fact the hand holding the knife was already exposed.

The heavy knife box affected his movement speed, and Chen Feng couldn't guarantee that he would run faster than the peeper.

Just run, where can you go?Chen Feng doesn't know where is safe here.

Chen Feng deliberately sold a flaw, hoping to trick a peeper into attacking him.

It was quiet, except for a faint roar from a distance.

Chen Feng knew that he had run into a patient hunter.

Once this kind of hunter locks the prey, they will not give up easily. They can spend three days waiting for the prey to relax their vigilance.

The hunter should also know that Chen Feng had already guessed its existence. It was grinding until Chen Feng lost his mind.

Just like fishing, pull the fishing rod hard, then relax a little, continue to pull the fishing rod, relax again... Fish with low IQ is always easy to get ashore when faced with experienced anglers.

However, Chen Feng is not a fish. Although he is not a hunter, he is a butcher!