1028: C1028 Control No

C1028 Control No

The Beast-controlling Sect. Since they were able to force the beasts to fight, they naturally did not rely solely on one hand to control the beasts.

They had many secret techniques that could coordinate with the demonic beasts, allowing the demonic beasts to display even greater combat strength.

The current battle was completely messed up because of the appearance of the plain clothed youth. The Imperial God had to take the risk and turn Wuwu into his contract beast now.

And to achieve this, Zhao Feng's role was indispensable.

Zhao Feng wanted to cry for help, but how could this be? Yu Shen had already suppressed Zhao Feng the moment he caught him.

The reason was to let Wu finish the last step as soon as possible and sign a contract with him.

Wu was just a semi-finished product. It was only because there was still one final step that he had yet to complete, the blood sacrifice.

As the spirit of all things, the human race naturally could not be underestimated. When the Beast-controlling Sect first created nothing, it only used tens of thousands of different beasts.

The last step was to use the human blood to awaken the spirit and then be controlled by the Beast-controlling Sect. This required someone to make a sacrifice.

Zhao Feng couldn't do anything. He could only watch helplessly as Yu Shen brought him onto Wu's back.

His hands were like butterflies piercing through flowers, forming different hand seals. Very quickly, a scarlet formation appeared on Wu's back.

Yu Shen threw Zhao Feng into it. "The last step is completed. The Beast-controlling Sect will rise in my hands."

Wu's body turned red at a visible speed. Imperial God's expression became more and more rich. As long as Wu turned red, the last step would be completed.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him. "What are you doing? A secret art of the Beast-controlling Sect?"

The Imperial God's body stiffened. He had almost forgotten that there was no way for him to resist the last step.

Under such circumstances, the fog that he had created earlier would naturally dissipate, and there would no longer be a result of trapping everyone.

"Zhao Feng, where's Zhao Feng? Zhao Feng is gone."

At this moment, Gu Ya said in panic.

At this moment, Wu's body turned red. Yu Shen laughed and said," It's done. The last step is done. His name is Zhao Feng, right? The Imperial Demon Sect would remember his contribution. Wu, kill them all."

But nothing happened.

Yu Shen was stunned and kicked Wu Yi. "What are you doing? Hurry up and move!"

Wu Yi who was beneath him shook his head and directly threw Yu Shen onto the ground. "What are you talking about? I don't understand! Old thing."

A familiar voice came from Wu Shi's mouth. Everyone was stunned. Gu Ya saw it and murmured, "Zhao Feng, what is going on?"

To be honest, To be honest, Zhao Feng really didn't know what was going on. He only knew that Yu Shen had thrown him into Wu Ji's body through the formation.

After that, he would be able to control Wu's body. That was a feeling of strength that he had never felt before. He only felt that the few people in front of him, including the young man in plain clothes, together might not even be enough for him to slap them.

Of course, he would not attack these people either. However, the Imperial God would always take revenge.

"You, how is this possible? How did you control Wu? This isn't right. This isn't right! I was wrong, Am I wrong? "

Yu Shen's face was filled with madness. Zhao Feng could understand this feeling very well. No matter who it was, anyone who had plotted for thousands of years would go crazy if they were cut off by someone.

"You must be wrong. You gave me such a great opportunity just like that. How can I accept this?"

As he spoke, a bright light surged and turned into Zhao Feng's appearance.

Seeing this scene, the Imperial God went straight to Zhao Fengchong. "Get out of Wu's body. This is the treasure of my Beast-controlling Sect. This is the highest realm of familiars. Come out."

Zhao Feng yawned and blew the Imperial God who was standing in front of him away.

"Old man, you gave it to me. It won't be easy to get it back now."

The strong wind blew the Imperial God thousands of meters away. The originally sage-like Imperial God now looked like an old lunatic.

"I'm really stupid, really."

"I'm really stupid, really."

He repeated this sentence over and over again.

Zhao Feng was a little dispirited.

At this moment, Gu Ya walked to his side and said with a complicated expression, "Are you Zhao Feng now or not?"

Zhao Feng was stunned and asked back, "What does it matter?"

"If you don't have anything, can you return Zhao Feng? " I can give you my body. "

"Ya'er, come back quickly. What nonsense are you talking about?"

Gu Yun, who was far away, hurriedly said.

Zhao Feng was touched when he heard this. He had never thought that Gu Ya would be able to do this for him.

"Then you will be disappointed. I am naturally Zhao Feng. Of course, nothing has disappeared. He has only transformed into my strength. " So, young lady! "Live well!"

The young man looked at Zhao Feng and asked, "Do you want to fight? "I can feel that you are very strong now."

Zhao Feng hesitated and said, "It's not good."

"Not until the time is right."

"Let's stop."

In an instant, the wind moved. Zhao Feng put his hands behind his head and walked into the distance. "Uncle Gu, I should still owe you a Death Defying Pill. I'll get it for you now. When the time comes, I'll let Gu Ya give it to you."

The young man looked at the wooden sword in his hand. The wooden sword instantly turned into ashes and disappeared from the world.

"Is this the last step of 'nothing'? It is indeed powerful."

Within a day, all the death zones in the Underworld had disappeared.

Three years later, in the mortal world.

"Zhao Feng, come over quickly. The baby is awake again. Hurry up and feed it."

Zhao Feng, who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, quickly ran into the room. He took his daughter from Wei Ying, whose face was full of motherly radiance.

"Thank you, my wife."

Zhao Feng secretly kissed Wei Ying's face when he reported his daughter to her.

"Aiya, my daughter is going to cry again later. Go and wash the milk powder."

"Got it."

Three years passed in the blink of an eye. Zhao Feng had also successfully become a father. Now, he had become a slave to his daughter. He did not go out every day, but stayed at home to take care of his daughter.1

This made Wei Ying a little jealous.

He had just finished feeding his daughter. He softly sang a nursery rhyme and coaxed her to sleep. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Zhao Feng walked to the door and opened it. He was shocked.

"Hu Ling, Gu Ya, Sister Fanshuang, Sister and Wu Ziqi... Why are you all here?"

Zhao Feng wanted to leave in a hurry.

"Don't run..."

Everyone rushed forward.

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