Chapter 3269

Wu Feng's face was very ugly. He saw a small monkey less than half a person tall beginning to manifest beside Zhou Cang.

This small monkey had a human face and let out a painful wail toward Wu Feng.

"Wu Feng, I didn't want to either. He tortured me, forcing me to tell him that you were refining medicine."

This small monkey was naturally Sima Rui, the second person Wu Feng had told.

Wu Feng felt that he was a complete idiot, but at the moment, saying anything was meaningless.

Therefore, Wu Feng walked toward the corpse.

Zhou Cang ignored this and was still devouring the corpse in large mouthfuls.

This fallen Saint's strength should have been quite good; he had been devoured by Zhou Cang for a long time, and there was still a large piece left.

Seeing Wu Feng come over, Sima Rui kept retreating, roaring painfully in his mouth.

"Wu Feng, don't come over, you go, you go."

Wu Feng said coldly, "If I could go, I would have gone long ago. Would I still be here babbling with you guys?"

Wu Feng walked to the side of the corpse and snatched several Profound Bone Flowers down in one go.

Then, Wu Feng took out the cauldron from his storage ring, took out all the medicinal materials, and threw them into the cauldron, as well as the Profound Bone Flowers.

Zhou Cang turned his head, watched Wu Feng refining medicine, and didn't care at all, roaring triumphantly, "Wu Feng, you are refining medicine in front of me now; I think you are crazy. Refine it, anyway, the moment the pill takes shape, I will devour you."

Wu Feng ignored everything and concentrated on refining the medicine.

In Wu Feng's view, this was the only opportunity now; any other means were void.

As for the result of being devoured by Zhou Cang in the middle of refining medicine, Wu Feng could also accept it.

This was Wu Feng's character. He had determined one thing, and that was that; he was also willing to accept the result.

The situation was critical, and Wu Feng could only do this. The chance of survival was slim, but he went all out, pursuing that "one that escapes."

This time, after adding all the genuine medicinal materials, the refining went very smoothly. A pill gradually took shape in the alchemy furnace.

And Zhou Cang, who had long since finished devouring the Saint's corpse, stood beside Wu Feng, watching Wu Feng refine medicine, occasionally looking at the cauldron.

Zhou Cang smiled and said, "Brat, I didn't expect it, you really refined it. But you are also going to die. Hehe, I wonder how delicious you are."

As he spoke, Zhou Cang suddenly turned into smoke and pounced toward Wu Feng.

Wu Feng's body was surrounded by smoke. His cultivation base, which was not even at the late Foundation Establishment stage, completely turned into nothingness in this strange mist.

Wu Feng's Primordial Spirit was also suffering.

But Wu Feng was still controlling the alchemy furnace, completely refining the pill, and then it shot out, hovering above the smoke.

However, it was one step too late. Wu Feng's consciousness was already disordered by the smoke. The pill could only hover in the air, flying around randomly, and could not enter the smoke at all.

"Haha, Wu Feng, you have guts; you really refined it. I'll eat you in a moment, and I really have to taste your pill to see what it tastes like."

Vaguely, Wu Feng heard Zhou Cang's incredibly arrogant roar. He was very anxious and wanted to control the pill to enter the smoke that Zhou Cang had transformed into.

However, Wu Feng could not do it at all; he had completely lost control of the pill.