Seven Hundred and Ninetieth Chapters Planted

These people came earlier than Zhao Feng, and there are also people who know the goods.

Although they did not recognize the specific origin of the "Purple Wind Thunder Lion" skeleton, this did not prevent them from making a rough estimate of the object.

Among the people who shot and stopped, there was the purple-robed youth from Ziyang Palace.

The young man in purple robe was the chief disciple of the sect, and his cultivation was as high as a half-step king, but he was not included in the list of geniuses.

"Seeers have a share, I need these bones."

Zhao Feng asked directly.

This kind of attitude almost distorted the popularity of Ziyang Palace.

The resources of the cellar here were first discovered by a gifted genius in Ziyang Palace.

Zhao Feng had just arrived, and without any effort, he just wanted to get one of the most valuable materials.

This made them both angry and funny.

"Hmph, the resources here have not yet been discussed on the allocation plan."

The purple-robed youth frowned.

This little boy, whose cultivation base is not high, has a thick skin.

"what happened?"

Zhao Feng's gaze couldn't help but turn to Kong Feiling, the chief disciple of the sect.

Kong Feiling was startled, with a strange expression on her face.

under inquiry.

Only then did Zhao Feng understand that the two sects did not reach a consensus on the allocation of resources.

The Ziyang Palace was discovered first, and they wanted to divide up the big profits.

But the problem is that when Ziyang Palace discovered it, there were also people from the Wansheng Sect, who happened to be there.

Wanshengzong should be divided into 50%; Ziyang Palace should be at least 60%.

"It's very simple, so let's do it according to our abilities."

Zhao Feng said very brittlely.

As soon as these words came out, several people in Ziyang Palace were even more angry.

"Even if you do your best, you won't get this precious Lei Dao skeleton."

An old man in Ziyang Palace smiled instead of anger.

"Okay, then I'll quit temporarily."

Zhao Feng shrugged.

After all, he stopped towards Kong Feiling.

"No, that skeleton is gone"

A chubby middle-aged man in Ziyang Palace, his eyes widened.

The crowd looked intently.

The bones of the "Purple Wind Thunder Lion" have disappeared.

swish

In the cellar, a dark silver dotted line appeared and disappeared in a flash.

"It's Space Escape"

The purple-robed youth gave a startled cry, and half a step of spiritual thoughts enveloped him, penetrating a void.

However.

After that dark silver dotted line disappeared, there was no sign of it anymore.

"Did you steal the Fenglei skeleton, junior?"

Several people in the Ziyang Palace were staring at them.

The purple-robed youth and the others were somewhat suspicious of Zhao Feng.

"The dog's blood is sprayed in the public, which one of your eyes saw that I stole the bone."

Zhao Feng said disdainfully.

Everyone's faces were suffocated.

Indeed, no one found the sign of Zhao Feng's shot.

From the beginning to the end, Zhao Feng had no chance to shoot in the lock on both sides.

"Besides, who has the ability to steal items without a trace in front of the two half-step kings?"

Zhao Feng is righteous.

The people in the Ziyang Palace and the All Saints Palace all looked like they had seen a ghost.

From a rational analysis, Zhao Feng is unlikely to start.

But intuitively, they felt that this matter and Zhao Feng were definitely inseparable.

"Then who do you think is possible?"

The purple-robed youth said.

Zhao Feng pondered: "According to my analysis, there is only one person who has this ability, and it does not come from the two of us.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

"Nangong Saint"

Kong Feiling and the purple-robed youth blurted out.

In terms of ability, Nangong Sheng has the greatest possibility.

"It is very likely that Nangong Sheng, the space movement technique has reached the peak."

Someone quickly agreed.

After all, the two major sects cannot find a second person with such abilities.

Zhao Feng secretly smiled in his heart: Nangong Sheng, I didn't deliberately frame it for you, it's just an analysis with normal thinking.

In the demigod garden.

Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng had worked together. At that time, he was able to kill the sunshine youth "Wen Luo An".

Nangong Sheng, indeed, has this ability.

However, Nangong Sacred Heart is arrogant, and may directly rob, but will not steal.

"I can't see, that Nangong Sheng is such a thief."

The purple-robed youth had a gloomy face.

If this matter is really Nangong Shengyu, they have nothing to do.

Nangong Sheng's spatial innate ability is simply not something that two sects can do.

at this time.

swish

In the pile of materials, another top-notch material disappeared.

"It's the 'heart of a bull,'"

"That is the heart of an ancient barbarian bull that is close to the king level. It can strengthen the qi and blood of the viscera and is suitable for body refining.

Inside the cellar, there was chaos.

at last.

I don't know who took the lead, and the entire cellar fell into a state of "looting".

And that dark silver dotted line also appeared occasionally.

"Nangong Sheng... despicable villain"

The two men and horses couldn't help but scolded in the scramble.

The person who secretly shot, although the number of stolen materials is not many, but it is undoubtedly not the top.

"Huh? Who is scolding me?"

At this moment, a king's divine sense swept over.

boom

There was a roar and tremor at the soul level, and the huge invisible power of the virtual god came from across the sky.

all of a sudden.

In the cellar, the two sides were scolding and fighting for the horses.

"Who is scolding me?"

A young man in black clothes, in a few steps, crossed over to this place.

Nangong St

The faces of the two men and horses in the cellar froze.

In particular, the few people who had scolded in anger, felt guilty for a while.

at this time.

Nangong Sheng has already plundered, and some of the resources in the scorpion king's mansion are still left, and they can't be looked down upon.

He was about to leave when he suddenly heard someone scolding him.

The senses of the False God King are no trivial matter. After the soul is transformed, there is a sense beyond common sense.

"This...this is a misunderstanding"

The purple-robed youth, with a compliment and a smile on his face, quickly explained.

"This can't be blamed on us, it's Zhao Feng, I suspect it was you, so we..."

The people of Ziyang Palace began to shirk their responsibilities.

Everyone's spearheads were directed at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng?

Nangong Sheng had a strange look on his face, following everyone's gaze, to a handsome young man.

"Yes, after analysis, I doubted Nangong Sheng. But I only doubted, but I didn't scold him."

Zhao Feng said without fear.

In the beginning, he was just a source of misfortune. After all, the current Nangong Sheng was strong enough.

And the one who really scolded was Ziyang Palace.

"Why do you doubt me?"

Nangong Sheng's expression darkened, his eyes fixed on Zhao Feng.

This young man now has the same surname as the "that person" he once knew.

That person is very famous in Canghai; even the ancient death emperors of a generation have perished in his hands.

For that person's height, Nangong Sheng was beyond his reach.

but.

After scanning with divine sense, he initially judged that the two were not the same person.

First of all, the physical exercises and breath of the two are different.

Second.

Nangong Sheng could not connect this weak boy with the famous "Zuo Tong Tianjun" in Canghai.

"Brother Nangong, it's like this..."

Zhao Feng was neither humble nor arrogant, and told what happened.

"You're frank, and your doubts... are true."

Nangong Sheng nodded slightly.

Ziyang Palace and Wanshengzong, no matter how difficult it is to find a second person, can repeatedly steal a few things under the eyes of the two half-step kings.

Even Nangong Sheng has to go all out to do it.

"As for the younger generation"

Nangong Sheng's icy gaze swept away the purple-robed youths.

boom

A strange space power came under pressure.

Wow

The purple-robed youths all spit out a mouthful of blood and suffered a certain degree of trauma.

In front of the king of space talent, several people have no resistance.

Among the crowd, only Kong Feiling was the only one who could barely compete with Nangong Sheng.

But Kong Feiling had a good impression of Nangong Sheng, and never insulted him.

The people Nangong Sheng punished were those who had scolded him.

The majesty of the king, how can we tolerate insults?

Several people in the Ziyang Palace, their faces turned ashen, did not dare to speak.

"I, Nangong Sheng, can only rob, not steal."

Nangong Sheng sneered.

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, unfolded the secret technique of space, and began to loot the precious resources in the cellar.

The people of Ziyang Palace and Wanshengzong did not dare to block or participate.

But there is someone who dares - that is Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng did not stop Nangong Sheng, but joined the ranks of plundering.

"Zhao Feng..."

Kong Feiling and the others secretly broke into a cold sweat for Zhao Feng.

"Hahaha... You are very interesting, bold, and very similar to that person."

Nangong Sheng let out a long laugh.

Some of the remaining materials, for him, are mostly useless and dispensable.

It was Zhao Feng's behavior that made him interested.

swish

As Zhao Feng moved, he brought up a layer of rippling water, wind and thunder, and his movement speed was extremely mysterious.

"Wind and Thunder? What's your relationship with that Zhao Feng?"

Nangong Sheng lost his voice in surprise.

"What's the matter? Zhao Feng is my name"

Zhao Feng smiled lightly and quickly joined the plunder of these resources.

a time.

Ziyang Palace and Wanshengzong were both in shock and doubt.

"Like, really like..."

Nangong Sheng whispered.

Right now, the "Zhao Feng", the cultivation method and body method, is somewhat similar to the original Zhao Feng.

His demeanor and behavior are also somewhat similar.

certainly.

At this time, Nangong Sheng had some doubts, but more disbelief.

He didn't believe that the dignified "Zuo Tong Tianjun", the invincible incarnation of the emperor, would be this little boy.

After a moment.

Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng plundered all the materials in the cellar.

Nangong Sheng did not attack Zhao Feng.

Maybe it's because the other party's behavior is more in line with his taste; or, it's because of "that person".

After Zhao Feng plundered the materials, he looked indifferent.

His grasp of Nangong Sheng's psychology is very precise.

Zhao Feng was sure that some of his actions would not cause Nangong Sheng's rejection and disgust.

"Nangong Sheng... I won't take the initiative to reveal my identity, nor will I deliberately hide it. It's just to see if you can see through it."

The corners of Zhao Feng's mouth twitched slightly, watching the direction in which Nangong Sheng was leaving.

He intends to grasp the psychology of "Nangong Sheng" to win more interests of his own.

after all.

Among the talented elites who entered the magical space, Nangong Sheng was definitely one of the most powerful.

After half an hour.

Nangong Sheng left the scorpion man's area and flew away in the direction of the "Evil God Altar".

In the altar of the evil god, there was a mysterious and strange power fluctuation, and the vitality of the nearby heaven and earth seemed unusual.

Especially, the stronger the blood, the stronger the feeling.

According to the reflection of the underground race, the altar of the evil god seems to have some kind of "miracle" power that can turn corruption into magic.

"The defeated scorpion king should have escaped to the altar of Efshen. We followed Nangong Sheng, one is someone who leads the way, and the other is a bargain."

Fei Lao's eyes flickered, slightly cunning.