[Two Thousand Two Hundred and Nineteenth] Emperor Yanlonghun

"This..." Both the middle-aged man and the old man hesitated. It would not be wise to offend a high-ranking soul master or even a half-step soul emperor.

"What are you afraid of! Don't forget that we have Yanlong Soul Emperor as the backer behind us, and the Tang family will also give the three of us some face. Afterwards, we will negotiate with the Tang family. We want some Concentration Grass, or a treasure comparable to Concentration Grass. Is it possible that the Tang family still dare to refuse?" Fatty Zhao didn't care about the old Patriarch Tang.

So what about the next soul emperor, it's just an early stage, and his backer is the middle soul emperor peak powerhouse!

In this Chilan group area, everyone is considered a hero, and no one dares to provoke them easily.

"Okay...we agreed." Perhaps the temptation of the Concentration Grass was too great, the middle-aged man and the old man looked at each other and finally agreed.

When Fatty Zhao saw that someone shared the responsibility with him, he immediately notified the Tang family.

The three deliberately procrastinated in the quiet room until it was confirmed that Patriarch Tang and Patriarch Tang were about to arrive at the Tianzi Pavilion. Fatty Zhao came out slowly, with a disguised smile, and handed over 70,000 soul crystals to Korean style.

After Han Feng took out 10,000 soul crystals to buy the map, he turned and left, planning to find a place to rest for a while, and then study the map.

but……

Not long after leaving the Tianzi Pavilion, Han Feng felt that he was targeted by a fierce killing intent.

In the next instant, monstrous soul power turned into a terrifying blow, attacking him.

"This kind of attack... almost surpassed the level of the Nine Tribulations True God, but it is still far from the Heavenly General." Han Feng turned around unhurriedly, and saw a middle-aged man and an old man attacking with fury. Han Feng's eyesight was not bad, and he could tell at a glance that they were somewhat similar to the young warrior he killed not long ago, and he didn't know that the other party was here to seek revenge.

At the same time, Han Feng also saw that what attacked him turned out to be a blood lotus transformed by soul power.

Looking at the blood lotus soul shadows behind the middle-aged man and the old man, it is obvious that this is their fighting spirit.

The blood lotus released a torrent of blood energy, and the whole space was filled with a bloody smell.

"Boy, pay for my son's life!" the middle-aged man roared.

The next moment, the blood lotus bloomed, and the monstrous blood energy rolled out an endless blood energy storm, blasting towards Han Feng. The blood lotus, like a devouring monster, undulated more intense blood power and attacked Han Feng.

Han Feng laughed lightly,

When the storm of blood energy was approaching, his arm was cut off like a knife, and the energy of chaos cut through the storm of blood energy like a fearless sword in an instant.

The saber even bombarded the blood lotus, smashing the blood lotus directly.

"What!" The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and a storm arose in his heart. Even though he knew from those people that the other party was a bit unusually strong, the middle-aged man never thought that his full-strength attack, or a sneak attack, would be broken so easily. Lose.

The old man was also quite shocked, but Hun Zun and Hun Emperor are two completely different realms, the old man didn't think that his attack would also be broken.

Immediately, with a wave of the old man's sleeve, the blood lotus soul shadow became more solidified, and then bursts of majestic soul power shot out, turning into blood swords and slashing at Han Feng.

At the same time, the old man yelled at the middle-aged man: "You haven't taken out the treasure of the town!"

The middle-aged man immediately threw out a blood-red teapot, and the spout of the teapot sprayed out blood-colored flames, like a waterfall, with the momentum of swallowing the world, swallowing Han Feng one after another.

"This kind of strong energy level must be the soul emperor, but... after all, it is only equivalent to the level of Tianjun."

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"Even with the silver soul skills and the silver battle spirit, the combat power still does not exceed the scope of the heavenly king." In Han Feng's view, the combat power of the old man, the lower soul emperor, is too low. Only the golden soul ability matches the identity of the soul emperor.

Han Feng stretched out his hand and pointed, Hunyuan Fentianyan rolled out like a whirlpool, the blood sword rushed into Hunyuan Fentianyan, without even a bubble, it was directly swallowed by Hunyuan Fentianyan.

Hunyuan Fentianyan's castration continued unabated, and immediately collided with the bloody flames, creating waves of flames, and finally swallowed the bloody flames as well.

The treasure of the clan in the hands of the middle-aged man is actually only the top grade silver quality, which is placed in the Three Thousand God Realm, that is, the top grade artifact. In other words, this bloody flame is at the level of the best divine fire.

Facing Hunyuan Fen Tianyan, who can swallow even the divine fire of king rank, he is really vulnerable.

Hunyuan Fentianyan left aggressively, did not give the middle-aged man and the old man a chance to escape, and easily swallowed the two of them without leaving a single residue.

As if he had solved the two small roles, Han Feng patted his clothes, turned and left.

Not long after Han Feng left, three figures appeared here, and they were the three of Fatty Zhao. At this moment, the three of them stared at the direction Han Feng was leaving with unconcealable horror in their pupils.

They never expected that Han Feng was already so powerful!

That is a powerhouse at the level of a soul emperor, even if the soul skills and battle spirit level do not match those of a soul emperor, he is still a soul emperor, enough to kill the three of them easily.

But such a soul emperor was instantly killed by Han Feng!

"God... oh my god... so easily killed the next soul emperor, could it be that..." The old man's voice trembled.

Fatty Zhao said bitterly: "I'm afraid this lord is already a middle-ranked Soul Emperor, no worse than Lord Yanlong Soul Emperor. No wonder he doesn't take the Concentration Grass seriously. The Concentration Grass is just useless to this lord."

Seeing Han Feng's terrifying fighting power, how dare Fatty Zhao call him 'that kid' like before, subconsciously calling him an adult.

The middle-aged man said hurriedly: "This adult has not suspected us yet, but it's only a matter of time, what should we do?"

The three of them were silent, and their hearts were filled with regret.

After a long while, Fatty Zhao said: "For the present plan, I can only find Lord Yanlong Soul Emperor."

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The third floor of the Tianzi Pavilion.

Fatty Zhao took out a piece of green jade, made seals with both hands, and drove soul seals into the jade.

A burst of bright green light burst out from the jade, and the green light turned into a light curtain. In the light curtain, a man with red hair and red pupils slowly appeared in front of Fatty Zhao and the three of them.

"See Lord Yanlong Soul Emperor!" The three saluted respectfully.

This red-haired and red-eyed man is the owner of Ruyi Island—— Yanlong Soul Emperor!

Possessing the land flame dragon battle spirit, the grade is as high as the gold level, it is a golden battle spirit.

"What's going on in the Tianzi Pavilion?" Yanlong Soul Emperor knew that the three subordinates would not use the Light and Shadow Realm to ask him to see him if there was no important matter, so he went straight to the point without further ado.

With a bitter face, Fatty Zhao told Yanlong Soul Emperor about today's events, not daring to hide anything.

The Yanlong Soul Emperor's face gradually changed: "Killed Old Tang? Or spiked? Are you still looking for maps to other group domains?"

"Could it be that..." Yanlong Soul Emperor suddenly thought of a certain possibility.

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The second update!

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