Nine Flames Sovereign

"This..." The middle-aged man and the old man hesitated a little, and it was not wise to offend a high-ranking soul emperor or even a strong man who was a half-step soul emperor.

"What are you afraid of! Don't forget that we have the Flame Dragon Soul Emperor behind us, and the Tang family will also give 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 dare to refuse?" Fatty Zhao didn't bother with Patriarch Tang.

What about the lower soul emperor, it's just the early stage, and his own backer is the peak power of the middle soul emperor!

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

"Okay... we agreed." Perhaps the temptation to concentrate on the grass was too great. The middle-aged man and the old man looked at each other and finally agreed.

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

The three deliberately delayed time in the quiet room until it was determined that Patriarch Tang and Patriarch Tang were about to come to the Tianzi Pavilion, then Fatty Zhao slowly walked out, with a disguised smile, and handed over 70,000 soul crystals. Han Feng.

After Han Feng took out 10,000 soul crystals and purchased the map, he turned and left, planning to find a place to take a short break, and then study the map.

but……

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

In the next instant, the monstrous spirit power turned into a terrible blow and struck him.

"Such an attack... almost surpassed the level of the True God of the Nine Tribulations, but it is still some distance away from the Heavenly General." Han Feng turned around unhurriedly, and saw a middle-aged man and an old man raging. Han Feng's eyesight is not bad, at a glance they are somewhat similar to the young warriors 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 the attack on him turned out to be a blood lotus transformed by soul power.

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

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

"Boy, pay my son his life!" the middle-aged man roared.

The next moment, the blood lotus bloomed, and the monstrous blood rolled out an endless storm of blood, detonating towards Han Feng. The blood lotus, like a monster that eats humans, fluctuated with a stronger blood power, and attacked Han Feng.

Han Feng chuckled. When the blood qi storm was approaching, his arm slashed down like a knife, and the Chaos Qi instantly smashed the blood qi storm like a fearless sword.

The battle knife blasted the blood lotus, smashing the blood lotus directly.

"What!" The middle-aged man's pupils shrank, and a stormy sea was set off in his heart. Even if he knew that the opponent was a bit unusual from the population, the middle-aged man did not expect his full blow or sneak attack, but he was so easily broken Drop.

The old man was also quite shocked, but the soul sovereign and the soul emperor were two completely different realms, and the old man did not think that his attack would also be broken.

Immediately, the old man waved his sleeves, and the blood lotus soul shadow became more solid, and then a series of majestic soul power burst out, turning into a blood sword and slashing towards Han Feng.

At the same time, the old man yelled at the middle-aged man: "Don't take out the treasure of the town family!"

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

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

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"Even with the silver spirit ability and the silver battle spirit, the combat power still does not exceed the scope of the heavenly monarch." In Han Feng's view, the combat power of the old man, the lower soul emperor, is too inferior, at least he must have one. The golden spirit ability matches the identity of the soul emperor.

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

Hunyuan Burning Tianyan did not lose its momentum, and immediately collided with the blood-colored flames, whipping up heavy flames and raging waves, and finally swallowing the blood-colored flames.

The treasure of the town clan in the hands of middle-aged people is actually only the best silver quality, placed in the three thousand gods, that is, the best artifact. In other words, this blood-colored flame is the level of the Supreme Divine Fire.

Faced with the Hunyuan Burning Tianyan that even the king-rank divine fire can swallow now, it is really vulnerable.

Hun Yuan Fen Tianyan went away fiercely, without giving the middle-aged and old people a chance to escape, so he swallowed them easily without leaving a single residue.

As if solving two small roles, Han Feng patted his clothes and turned away.

Shortly after Han Feng left, three figures appeared here, surprisingly the three of Fatty Zhao. At this moment, the three of them stared in the direction where Han Feng was leaving, and there was an inconceivable panic in their pupils.

They never expected that Han Feng was already so powerful!

That's a strong soul emperor, even if the soul ability and battle soul level are not in line with the soul emperor, they are still the soul emperor, enough to easily kill the three of them.

But such a soul emperor was killed by Han Feng in seconds!

"God... my god... so easily kill the lower soul emperor, can it be said..." The old man's voice trembled.

Fatty Zhao said bitterly: "I'm afraid this adult is already the middle soul emperor, not inferior to the Yanlong Soul Emperor. It's no wonder that the Concentration Grass is not taken seriously. The Concentration Grass is just useless for this adult."

Seeing Han Feng's terrifying combat power, where did Fatty Zhao dare to call him ‘that kid’ like before, he subconsciously called him an adult.

The middle-aged man's tone was quick: "This adult hasn't doubted us yet, but it's just a matter of time, what should I do?"

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

After a long while, Fatty Zhao said: "For today's plan, I can only find Master Yanlong Soul Emperor."

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The third floor of Tianzi Tower.

Fatty Zhao took out a piece of green jade, knotted his hands, and punched soul seals into the jade.

The jade burst out with a bright green light, 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 the three of Fatty Zhao.

"See Master Yanlong Soul Emperor!" The three saluteed ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The man with red hair and red pupils was indeed the owner of Ruyi Island-Yanlong Soul Emperor!

Possessing the battle spirit of the earth flame dragon, the rank is as high as the golden level, it is a golden battle spirit.

"What happened to the Tianzi Pavilion?" The Yanlong Soul Emperor knew that the three subordinates would not use the light and shadow domain to see him if they had nothing important, so he went straight to the subject without saying anything.

Fatty Zhao, with a bitter face, told the Yanlong Soul Emperor one by one of today's events, not daring to hide the slightest.

Yanlong Soul Emperor's expression gradually changed: "Did you kill Old Tang? Or is it a second kill? Are you looking for maps to other groups?"

"Could it be that..." The Yanlong Soul Emperor suddenly thought of some possibility.

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