Chapter 642 Brainwashing Madman

At this moment, all the cultivators were roaring wildly, venting their excitement and fanaticism, and there was a tsunami in the ancient temple!

Chen Feng listened to this higher-pitched voice, and immediately became excited!

"Brothers! Since the ancient temple regards us as the future, as the foundation, even if the sky falls, it must stand up for us, even if it is broken, even if the soul is destroyed, it must protect us disciples, how can you bear to watch These seniors who were willing to give their lives for us fell one by one, and sacrificed one by one in front of us? How should we repay the kindness of the ancient temple to us?!"

Chen Feng's words instantly caused all the cultivators present to be in a frenzy, shouting in a loud voice: "We must practice hard!"

"right!"

Chen Feng even used the lion's roar, and Chen Feng's voice instantly overshadowed the voices of all the monks, and said in a high voice: "More than that, we should cultivate hard enough to be able to support the ancient temple!"

"This is our ancient temple, we are the future of the ancient temple! We are here, the ancient temple is here, all of us, we swear to be with the ancient temple!"

Chen Feng shouted directly with his real arms. In an instant, all the monks were affected by Chen Feng's emotions, and they were all immersed in the atmosphere created by Chen Feng. All the monks blushed and shouted with thick necks: "We have to support the ancient temple. A piece of sky! We swear to be with the ancient temple!"

"it is good!"

Chen Feng shouted again, his voice was full of determination and appraisal, and there was even a kind of pride that put life and death aside!

"I, Chen Feng, are willing to sacrifice my life for the ancient temple! If the sky falls, even if I, Chen Feng, sacrifice my life and die, I will support the ancient temple for a while, and fight for the sake of the brothers. A lifeline!"

At this moment, Chen Feng's eyes are full of blood. This is the effect of the blood he forced with spiritual power!

Chen Feng's current state instantly pushed the atmosphere to an unprecedented peak. In an instant, all the monks were crazy, as if they had been brainwashed, and shouted loudly!

"We are brothers! We will give our lives together for the ancient temple!"

At this moment, all the monks were wrapping their arms around their necks and waists, as if their feelings were extremely deep. Some monks even looked at each other like brothers who had not seen each other for a long time.

Heavenly Sword Saintess, the Eight Great Elders, Zhuge Pavilion, Zhang Jiuling, Shang Mouyingyu, Xu Maocai, even Pei Feiyu who has been staring at Chen Feng coldly at the moment, and Wutong, who has always been indifferent and expressionless, are all a little bit. Looking at Chen Feng in surprise, they all dropped their jaws at Chen Feng's brainwashing performance!

It was at this time that Chen Feng took advantage of the cultivators in the center of the martial arts field to shout loudly, lowered his voice and said to the elder: "Elder, you shouldn't take advantage of the heat when the heat has not dissipated. Just a few words, even half a banquet or something?"

The first elder did not expect that all the monks would be bewitched by Chen Feng like a group of demons dancing wildly. Looking at the disciples of the ancient temples who were called brothers and sisters, the elder also laughed at this moment and whispered: "You baby can do it."