Violent Martial Soul System

This is an attack from a seventh-rank Martial God Emperor.

But when the sword light landed on Zhao Feng's 128th layer of shocking defense, it vibrated hundreds of times in an instant, and then turned into nothingness.

Among the people present, there were a few of earth attributes, but at most they had comprehended the great shock, and the tallest one had comprehended the thirty-two major shocks, which was far behind Zhao Feng.

"It's so strong. If I understand the two hundred and fifty-six levels of the Great Shock, won't even the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor City be unable to move me?"

Zhao Feng immediately felt the power of the big shock.

But at this time, I still don't want to think about it so much. It is important to collect the loot.

The battle of nearly 150 people was very fierce, and 50 people fell in less than three seconds. However, most of them are followers of Holy Soul Cult.

At the same time, the three eighth-rank Martial God Emperors of the Holy Soul Sect were also defeated by the four generals of Yuan Dynasty.

"Don't love to fight, go in!"

The old man in gray shouted loudly.

The rest of them didn't dare to fight any more, they directly united to break through the defense and rushed towards Qinglong Mountain.

At the same time, the three eighth-rank Martial God Emperors also retreated while approaching Qinglong Mountain.

When it comes to the number of kills, among those present, Zhao Feng killed the most and gained the most.

"Ding! Congratulations on your breakthrough! You are currently the sixth-rank Martial God Emperor!"

When the system prompt sounded, Zhao Feng's eyes also flashed.

There are three eighth-rank Martial God Emperors in the Holy Soul Sect, but there are four Great Yuan Generals here, so there is still one person short.

However, there is so much commotion here, if a Generalissimo comes, then they all have to stop.

"It doesn't matter, let's go to Qinglong Mountain first!"

Zhao Feng also didn't plan to trouble the fourth eighth-rank Martial God Emperor, but directly used the ground flash to escape into the ground, and quickly plundered towards Qinglong Mountain.

The three eighth-rank Martial God Emperors of the Holy Soul Sect rushed in while drinking loudly.

As for the captains and generals of the barons, they had no choice but to give up their pursuit.

Qinglong Mountain is filled with white mist, even the ninth-rank Martial God Emperor may get lost if he enters it.

"What danger is there in this Qinglong Mountain? Thousands of people have entered before and after, and only a dozen people have come out so far? And, all of them left quickly."

The group of grand masters couldn't figure it out, and then began to clean up the corpses.

At this time, Zhao Feng had already entered the Baiyun Mountain Range, but he was hiding underground, and he was liquidating the spoils.

"Tsk tsk tsk, there are more than fifty holy soul lanterns, this time I made a lot of money!"

Zhao Feng couldn't help grinning.

He estimated that these more than fifty holy soul lanterns could create at least ten sixth-rank Martial God Emperors and dozens of fourth- and fifth-rank emperors.

Not only that, but he still has hundreds of empty holy soul lanterns on his body, and he can store quite a few.

He put these things away first, then pulled himself together and returned to the land.

"Qinglong Mountain, I don't know what danger there is, so let's take a look first!"

Zhao Feng started to move forward, step by step, very careful.

In this dangerous place, he couldn't run. He walked for about five minutes, but he didn't find anything.

At this time, his brows suddenly frowned, and then quickly backed away.

"Ding! You are immune to the poison!"

"In this white mist, it's poisonous!"

Zhao Feng was taken aback. Fortunately, he had an undead combat body, otherwise he would have been hit. If it wasn't for the beep, he wouldn't have noticed anything weird here.

However, at the next moment, his footsteps stopped again, and he couldn't help but clenched the Wuji Sword in his hand because he heard the sound of a flute.

Although the sound of the flute sounded very pleasant, Zhao Feng felt very strange.

After all, this is the Qinglong Mountains.

"The poison just now is a mental poison, which will weaken the mental power and the emperor's will, and then it will be easy to be controlled by others!"

Zhao Feng glanced at the toxin report listed by the Berserk Martial Soul system. He estimated that if he had been infected with the toxin just now, he would probably follow the sound of the flute.

Suddenly, Zhao Feng felt that this Qinglong Mountain might not be what he imagined. There might be a huge conspiracy here.

At this moment, someone suddenly approached Zhao Feng, and he hurriedly looked in this direction vigilantly.

Soon, this person caught his eyes.

This is a young man, and Zhao Feng has also seen this young man, he was one of the dozens of members of the Holy Soul Sect at that time.

At this time, the young man closed his eyes tightly and walked slowly along the sound of the flute.

After seeing this scene, Zhao Feng was sure that his guess was not wrong.

"Sure enough, someone used this poison and the sound of the flute to pass by!"

Zhao Feng frowned, and quickly swept over to take off the young man's Nawu ring.

"Go and see, or..."

He poured the contents of the Nawu ring into his exchange space, and then he was thinking about it.

Finally, he decided to follow the young man and go to have a look.

The young man was already bewitched at this time. When Zhao Feng took off his Nawu ring, he didn't move at all, as if he was sleepwalking.

Zhao Feng followed behind him, slowly approaching the sound of the flute.

On the way, he also saw another person who was confused by the sound of the flute, but this time, it turned out to be a captain wearing the battle armor of the Grand Duke Army.

Naturally, Zhao Feng would not let go of his receiving ring, and took it directly.

The sound of the flute is getting closer.

And Zhao Feng became more and more careful.

In the mist, although he couldn't see anyone, he could feel that there was a powerful aura ahead, at least the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor!

"Is this the eighth-rank Martial God Emperor doing something wrong?"

Zhao Feng thought about it in his heart, and felt that something was wrong. After all, it seemed that the ninth-rank Martial God Emperor entered Qinglong Mountain.

He quickly escaped into the ground, and then continued to approach.

At this time, a thousand meters in front of him, there is a young man in white, holding a green flute, sitting on a big rock.

The sound of the flute was melodious and pleasant to the ear, but it made Zhao Feng's ears a little noisy.

"There are three more, let me see how much money you have."

At this time, the young man in white suddenly stood up, directly opened the domain, and beheaded three people who approached like walking corpses.

Then, he just swept over to collect the Nawu Ring.

"Hey, how come there are two people who don't have the ring of receiving things?"

The young man in white was a little surprised. The next moment, his expression froze and he turned around suddenly.

"Thirty-six flashes!"

"The big shock is one hundred and twenty-eight!"

Zhao Feng suddenly swept out from behind him, and instantly slashed thirty-six swords. The speed of these thirty-six swords was so fast that one after another afterimages attacked the white-clothed youth.

Among them, there are fifteen attacks that contain one hundred and twenty-eight shocks.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The young man in white reacted fairly quickly, but after thousands of concussions, he couldn't hold on and was killed directly.

"Ground travel flash is cool, sneak attack stunt!"

Zhao Feng nodded with great satisfaction, quickly walked over, and took out a superior holy soul lantern to preserve the emperor's will of the young man in white.