Chapter 538

Everyone's eyes are on the old man in black robe. The old man in black robe looks like he is in his early 60s. He has a moustache and a pair of eyes. They look very deep, so they can devour people.

"Vice President Shen!"

When I saw the old man, all the mythical people present were respectfully shouting.

In front of him, the old man is the head of the Shen family, Shen Changsheng.

He is also Shen Feng's grandfather, a saint level evolutionist.

Although Shen Changsheng looks no different from ordinary people, many people are clear that when an evolutor reaches the saint level, he can return to nature. As long as the evolutor is willing, he can hide all the characteristics of evolution and make it look no different from ordinary people.

Shen Changsheng calmly goes to the middle of the crowd, and his eyes fall on Shen Feng, who is being pulled away. His brow can't help wrinkling.

All of a sudden, people felt a great sense of oppression covering the whole audience, which made many strange people shiver.

"Grandfather!"

Seeing Shen Changsheng, Shen Feng comes to Shen Changsheng, but his face is very ugly.

In front of Shen Changsheng, Shen Feng is about to speak, but he obviously feels the chill from Shen Changsheng's body. He can't help shivering. Just as he is about to blurt out, he swallows it back.

Then he remembered that there was absolutely no room for waste in Shen Changsheng's eyes.

"Who did it?" Shen Changsheng said indifferently, but his indifferent tone made everyone feel a chill.

In an instant, all eyes were focused on Mu Shaojun. Shen Changsheng also focused on Mu Shaojun, and there was a flash in his eyes. In this case, you don't have to guess who hit Shen Feng.

Facing Shen Changsheng's eyes, Mu Shaojun is surprisingly calm.

"Vice President Shen, Xiaobai is my friend. He has great strength. I brought him to join the myth gene." Feng fei'er says in a hurry, in the face of Shen Changsheng, her heart is also a little uneasy at the moment.

She knows that Mu Shaojun is very powerful, even equivalent to a king level evolutor tearing the sixth shackle, but Shen Changsheng is a saint level evolutor.

How can king evolvers compare with Saint evolvers.

If the saint level evolutor wants to kill the king level biochemical, it can be said that the king level evolutor will definitely die.

"Add mythological genes?"

Shen Changsheng took a light look at Feng fei'er: "even if you are the spokesperson of myth gene, inviting people to join myth gene has to follow the normal procedure, not everyone can join myth gene."

The voice falls, Shen Changsheng is no longer pay attention to Feng fei'er, eyes fall on Mu Shaojun again: "is Shen Feng first move hand, or you first move time."

Listening to Shen Changsheng's words, all of the people present could feel the invisible pressure on Shen Changsheng's body and burst out.

Many people have a feeling that if they stand in front of Shen Changsheng, I'm afraid this sense of oppression will also crush them.

However, people's eyes fell on Mu Shaojun, but he was calm and admirable.

You know, this is the face of the saint level evolutor. In this case, even the king level evolutor tearing the sixth lock can't be so calm.

All eyes are fixed on Mu Shaojun. Many people show their pity and fight Shen Feng on the mountain of Buzhou. Shen Changsheng, such a saint level evolutionist, is attracted. I'm afraid that the end will be very miserable.

"Grandfather, of course, he moved his hand first, but I didn't fight back." Mu Shaojun doesn't say anything. Shen Feng beside Shen Changsheng can't help saying.

"Did I let you talk?"

Shen Changsheng takes a cold look at Shen Feng, which makes Shen Feng shiver.

Shen Changsheng's eyes fall on Mu Shaojun again. Everyone can feel it. The sense of oppression that Shen Changsheng exudes becomes more terrifying and targeted.

However, under the gaze of everyone, Mu Shaojun was still calm and didn't feel the oppressive feeling of Shen Changsheng.

"Vice President Shen, it was Shen Feng who first insulted Xiaobai. Xiaobai did it." Feng fei'er insists that she can feel the pressure from Shen Changsheng beside Mu Shaojun. It's just like a mountain. It's breathless. She can't imagine how much pressure Mu Shaojun should bear in the face of Shen Changsheng's targeted pressure.

Feng fei'er stands in front of Mu Shaojun, and the pair of wings behind him block Mu Shaojun, as if she had to protect him. In her heart, Mu Shaojun would attack Shen Feng because of her reasons. If it wasn't for her, Mu Shaojun wouldn't have met Shen Feng, let alone attack Shen Feng.

Looking at Feng fei'er, a strange color flashed through the eyes of many strange people. As a national goddess, Feng fei'er is also the spokesman of myth gene. Naturally, many strange people in myth gene regard him as the lover of their dreams.

But they also know that with Shen Feng, Feng fei'er will never fall on them. At the moment, seeing Feng fei'er defending a man who slapped Shen Feng twice, although he was a little lost, he was more happy“ He did it first. " Shen Changsheng ignored Feng fei'er and said something. Feng fei'er is about to speak again when she hears the words, but she is interrupted by Shen Changsheng“ Feng fei'er, for your sake, let him break his arms. " Shen Changsheng opened his mouth indifferently. His eyes were very lonely and arrogant, as if his words were imperial edicts. Beside Shen Changsheng, Shen Feng looks at Mu Shaojun cruelly. It's better to look at a clown. His eyes are more violent. Although Shen Changsheng just let Mu Shaojun cut off his arms, in his eyes, how can he calm down his anger? He will let the boy know how regretful it will be for him to get his hands on his woman. Breaking his arms is just the beginning. All eyes fell on Mu Shaojun, who was full of pity. The strength that Mu Shaojun showed before was indeed a proud man, but unfortunately, he was not very wise and dared to attack Shen Feng. However, under the gaze of all people, I saw that Mu Shaojun's face was still extremely calm, without any action. Seeing this scene, Shen Changsheng frowned and looked at Mu Shaojun coldly: "do you want me to do it? If I do it, it's not as easy as breaking my arms. " Behind Mu Shaojun, Liu Huai was so scared that he almost sat on the ground. How did he ever think that he would face Shen Changsheng, a saint level evolutor. Under Shen Changsheng's strong sense of oppression, his heart had already reached the verge of collapse. At the moment, he only regretted following Mu Shaojun“ Vice President Shen, this is a special fruit I got earlier. I'd like to make amends to you with this special fruit. Please let Xiaobai go this time. " Feng fei'er quickly took out a crystal clear orange fruit. As soon as Feng fei'er's fruit is taken out, it is the base where the fragrance spreads throughout the whole myth gene. When many people smell the fragrance, they can feel the extraordinary orange fruit. Just smelling this breath, they can feel that their strength has increased a little“ Feng fei'er, I didn't expect that you even took out this fruit. It seems that you really like this little white face. I don't understand. What's good about this little white face? " Shen Feng sees Feng fei'er take out this orange fruit, his face is more gloomy as water. He knows that the orange fruit in Feng fei'er's hand is the top fruit obtained after the myth gene developed a relic some time ago. These top-level results are extremely limited. In the myth gene, only those core members can be allocated, and Feng Feier is allocated to this one. He knew the importance of such a strange fruit to Feng fei'er, which Feng fei'er used to tear the sixth lock. At the moment, Feng fei'er actually takes out this fruit in order to save Mu Shaojun, which makes Shen Feng jealous and bleeding. Shen Feng grits his teeth and stares at Mu Shaojun. He doesn't understand why Feng fei'er looks at such a white face? Although this little white face has some strength, compared with his status, he is as good as himself“ If you do something wrong, you have to pay. That's the rule. No one can break the rule. " However, Shen Changsheng didn't pick up the fruit in Feng fei'er's hand. He was still staring at Mu Shaojun indifferently. A strange energy came out of his body, which seemed to be converging into a big knife. The edge of the sword pointed at Mu Shaojun and could be cut off at any time.