King of Gods

"...If you can give me another hundred-sourced holy pulp, at least 70% of the old age will be promoted to the realm of Xuanguang."

Xu old blame is eager.

He did not find that Zhao Feng’s disappointing face appeared a gloom.

Xu old whispered his own small abacus.

Anyway, the previous one hundred yuan holy pulp, he has used. If the complete shock fails, he faces Zhao Feng and has no negotiating qualifications.

But subtle is.

He walked half a foot into the black light, and the level of life changed to the level of the quasi-saint.

The force of the quasi-sacred Lord, looking at the entire Tianfeng Island area, is basically invincible existence

"Zhao Xiaoyou, the previous agreement, is still valid. Just give me a copy of the original source, promote the Lord of the Sunshine, and owe you a big man in the future, and let you dispatch ten times, how?"

Xu old blame again promised.

He smiled on his face and believed that Zhao Feng had invested half in himself and would not withdraw.

"Humph"

Zhao Feng heard the face sinking and sneered: "A good old man will not waste me a hundred yuan holy pulp, but also a shameless instinct."

Xu old blame is not a glimpse.

He did not expect that Zhao Feng would turn his face on the spot and dare to anger himself.

at this time.

In Zhao Feng’s double shackles, the faint flash of will light brings a thunderous bang on the soul level.

Xu Laoqi feels a chill in the cold, and there is even a sense of oppression in the soul level.

However, he did not pay attention to it. He now has the power of the quasi-saint, and he is not afraid of Zhao Feng.

"Young people, let out the gas. The old man's failure is a factor that cannot be controlled."

Xu old strange face squeezed a smile.

Although he is not afraid of Zhao Feng, he does not want to fall out with the other side.

After all, the "Hundred Sources of the Holy Spirit" is in the hands of Zhao Feng, and he is not sure to take it.

"You are sure, I have extra ‘百源圣浆,?”

Zhao Feng has a hint of gloom on his face.

At this point, Zhao Feng is indeed a little unhappy.

Xu Laoqiu failed, he was disappointed, but he was unlucky.

To blame, we must also blame Zhao Feng, who did not consider it in the first place and invested in the wrong person.

Zhao Feng initially gave Xu an blame for a hundred source holy pulp, which is seen at two points.

First, the relationship between Wan Shengzong and Zhao Feng feels that he is owed to Wan Shengzong.

Second, Xu Laoqiu Shouyuan is very close to the limit, Zhao Feng has some pity, just the other is the top emperor.

Later.

Zhao Fengcai gradually became aware of the laws that attacked Xuanguangjing.

The impact of the black light, once failed, the impact of the latter, the success rate will be lower and lower.

Because every impact will consume some of the origins of the soul of life, these lost sources are almost irreparable.

The old man’s failure failed, more than once.

Moreover, before his impact, life and Shouyuan approached the limit and further reduced the success rate.

It seems.

The impact of Xu Laoqi’s failure is completely reasonable. It can be achieved at the level of the quasi-saint. It is still relatively lucky.

Investment mistakes, Zhao Feng was disappointed, and he was unlucky.

However, Xu’s attitude of “reliance on the old and old” and “shameless” made him angry and unhappy, and he could not wait to fly.

Xu Laowei wasted a copy of the source of the holy pulp, not only did not have gratitude, and there was no fear to open to Zhao Feng, asking for the second hundred source holy pulp.

“Hey, according to the grapevine news, Zhao Xiaoyou’s Baiyuan Shengcai obtained from the evil sun house is still the most.”

Xu old blame a "you know" look.

Zhao Feng’s heart glimpsed and his eyes flashed, and he quickly understood the reason.

At the beginning, when the "Yuanyuan Sheng Pulp" was obtained in the evil sun house, there were two elite teams of Duanmujia and Tianjiange.

These people were present when the Baiyuan holy pulp was distributed.

Although these two people are enemies and non-friends, but the paper bags are not hot, and some related news, it is not difficult to know if there are people who are inquiring.

It seems that behind this Xu old monster, there is also a potential force, the foundation of the Wanshengzong, can not be underestimated.

See Zhao Feng did not deny, Xu old blame smile on the face: "Zhao Xiaoyou is really strong, even the top nine emperors of the nine palaces, have no reason for you. But it is said that the nine secluded palace of the sacred light of the Lord, will personally shot... ..."

He is admiring Zhao Feng on the surface, but his heart is a bit cool.

Under the threat of the Holy Land in Xuanguang, Xu Laowei does not believe that Zhao Feng does not need him as the quasi-sacred Lord, and does not hand over the second Baiyuan holy pulp.

The second Baiyuan holy pulp, not 100% sure of promotion, can even force Zhao Feng to take the third.

"Oh, take the sacred Lord of the Dark Light to threaten me? Is this what you call the essay?"

Zhao Feng is not angry and laughs, cold-eyed Xu old strange.

True.

Zhao Feng left Xu a strange source of a hundred sources, and indeed has plans for this.

However, when Zhao Feng is doing things, he will not leave his backhand and put all the notes on Xu’s strange body.

"This is not a threat, you can not need me."

Xu old blame is not moving.

Zhao Feng’s strong strength made him unexpected. Such a tough tone, is he not afraid of the sacred Lord who will come?

"Xu blame, this wasteful ‘100 source holy pulp, I don’t pursue it, the right to repay the affair of the sacred sacred. But it won’t take too long, you will come over and ask for me.”

Zhao Feng resumed the calm as always.

From now on, between him and Wan Shengzong, the two do not owe each other.

"You are so confident?"

Xu old strange eyebrows pick one, thinking about this young deed, my heart is a little uneasi.

"First, you need 'the source of the hundred sacred pulp, the top emperor, even the quasi-sacred Lord, can not only one of you. I can find more potential, more sincere people, for example, that is also the semi-president of the South Maple king."

Zhao Feng’s mouth twitched.

Xu old blame, his face changed slightly. Zhao Feng can find other people to cooperate

He can't help but regret it. He shouldn't rely on the old and the old, and rely on the strength of the Lord.

"Second, your level of life, although it has changed to the level of the quasi-sacred Lord, has barely extended Shouyuan. However, your real life, especially the soul limit, has not increased much. Visually, if you can't promote Xuanguang within ten years. The Lord of the Land will be dead."

The will of the Zhao Feng is growing more and more.

In particular, he bite the words "end of life".

"You actually know..."

Xu’s strange soul felt a burst of bang, and the will of the young man was oppressive and stronger.

For a time.

Xu Lao Ge is cold and cold, and he did not expect the soul of the other party to be so strong.

Unfortunately, his soul tends to be limited. In this respect, it has not risen to the level of the quasi-sacred Lord, and even worse than some invincible emperors.

Booming

Zhao Feng has a purple hair, flying up, the left side of the blood veins open, transparent crystal-like purple soul road electric thunder, rushing into the soul level of Xu old strange.

嗡

At that moment, Zhao Feng’s purple soul in the sea, a thousand and a hundred traces of thunder robbery, Qi Qi lit up.

"Ah,"

Xu Laoqi screamed, his face was white, and the soul level was bombarded by the Thunder. Those injuries, which are almost indelible, are hard to stop.

"Stop your hand..."

Xu's strange body, with the soul trembled together, has been somewhat unstable.

He looked horrified and even called Rao.

Xu Laoqiu did not think of anyway, Zhao Feng’s soul is rumored to reach the level that can threaten the Lord.

This is the first time Zhao Feng has tried to run a thousand or more of the thunderbolt brand. The eruption of the soul road is enough to threaten the sacred Lord.

Rumble

Fully bombarded the two or three interest time, Xu old strange in the screaming cry for help, finally could not resist, fell to the ground.

"Now, your life is three or four years left. Just give you a lesson."

Zhao Feng's face eased.

"you……"

Xu Lao is stunned to the ground, his eyes full of remorse and fear.

His incompetence, even the means of coercion, attracted Zhao Feng’s strong discomfort.

Zhao Feng does not pursue that one hundred source holy pulp, but he and the other party are not owed each other, there is no scruples to take the lesson.

"Taiwanese elders"

Xu’s call for help before the old man shocked the other high-levels in the mountain gate, such as Ling Qiong.

唰

When they arrived, only a layer of gradually transparent silver shadows remained in place, and soon disappeared.

"It’s too elder, what's wrong with you?"

"The figure just now seems to be a bit like Zhao Feng..."

Several people of Lingqiong the Great, rushed to the scene, and helped the old man who was not guarded by the soul.

Xu old blame was awkward and almost fainted.

"I blame me for being brazen, greedy, and making Zhao Feng unhappy... When time is ripe, I will visit him again."

Xu Lao grotesquely smiled.

He is eager to cooperate with Zhao Feng, but he is afraid that the other party will not come up with the second source of the holy pulp, this is a shameless trick.

"This Zhao Feng regards me as a sacred sect. If I want to come, I want to go."

A few people of Lingqiong the Great, more shocking, more helpless.

Zhao Feng left a space mark in the Wanshengzong, using the sub-artifact fandom, ready to come.

another side.

The figure of Zhao Feng appeared in the palace of Wang Hou.

The location where he appeared was exactly the garden attic where he lived.

"Zhao Feng."

In the depths of the palace, Nanfeng Wang produced a touch of inspiration, and could not help but scream.

"Wang, I am bothered."

Zhao Feng greeted Nan Fengwang and began to retreat.

The reason why he stayed in Wanghoufu has two purposes.

Zhao Feng is waiting for someone.

There are more than one person he has to wait for, and he may not come over.

If he does not come, he will cultivate with peace of mind and practice all the way to the Emperor of the Gods, although this is not realistic.

Dazzling.

Most of the time has passed.

On this day, Zhao Feng entered a deep retreat, above the pavilion, presenting a deep wind thunder, flashing blue and blue colors.

"Soon……"

Zhao Feng feels his own "Five Elements Wind Thunder", reaching the critical point of the seven layers.

The next step is the eighth floor, the Yan Lei.

The speed of the seventh layer of "Wooden Thunder" is really amazing.

The main reason is that Zhao Feng has mastered a large number of treasures of grass and wood, just like Baiyuan honey juice, and its raw materials, at least from the pollen of hundreds of unique flowers.

Over the palace.

The flashing and twisting wind thunder, the glow of the sun, the breath clearly reached a critical point to break through.

As long as you reach the virtual state, it is not difficult to see that Zhao Feng’s cultivation is at a critical moment.

Outside the attic garden.

"Oh, wait for this opportunity."

The middle age of a servant dressed up, turned into a gray streamer, broke into the garden loft, and passed away.

Practice indoors.

Zhao Feng is sitting cross-legged, wanting to impact the wind and thunder the eighth layer of "inflammation of the wind".

唰

Behind it, a gloomy stream of light flashed out and condensed into a mysterious man with a black stream shadow.

"Zuo Yu Tianjun, you are in the top ten assassination list in the black screen corner, which is much higher than Nanfeng Wang. Don't blame me for going back..."

The night emperor holds a wave of swaying shadow sword, with a deadly chill, silently stabbed Zhao Feng.