Chu Feng stood up. He was full of energy and his body was covered in a stream of light. It was as if he had been refined from mother gold. He felt that he was much stronger than when he had arrived.
Most importantly, his divine king core had been tempered. If he were to meet the nine-headed bird race’s divine King Chi Feng and the others in the wild, he really wanted to see if he could kill them with a slap!
In this area, peach blossoms were pink and carried a delicate fragrance as they danced in the air.
On the altar, even the roots of the dao fusing grass had withered. All the good-luck materials had been absorbed by everyone.
“Let’s Go!”
The monkey came over and patted Chu Feng’s shoulder. His expression was strange. This irritable brother who had beaten him up as soon as he arrived at the company was really too arrogant this time.