2218: C2218 Beneath Soul Emperor Yan Long

C2218 Beneath Soul Emperor Yan Long

"This. . . " The middle-aged man and the old man both hesitated. Offending an upper Soul Exalt or even a half-step Soul Emperor wasn't wise.

"What are you afraid of!? Don't forget that we have Flame Dragon Soul Emperor as our backer. The Tang family must also give us some face. After that, we will discuss with the Tang family. We will ask for some Spirit Gathering Grass or treasures that are comparable to the Spirit Gathering Grass. Does the Tang family dare to refuse? " Fatty Zhao did not care about the old patriarch of the Tang Family.

So what if he was a lower Soul Emperor? He was only at the Early Period, but his backer was a peak middle Soul Emperor!

In the Endless Pond Islands Zone, he could be considered a peak middle Soul Emperor! No one dared to easily provoke a mighty force.

"Alright then. . . We agree. " Perhaps it was the lure of the Spirit Concentrating Grass. The temptation was too great. The middle-aged man and the old man looked at each other and finally agreed.

When Fatty Zhao saw that someone was sharing the responsibility with him, he immediately informed the Tang Family.

The three of them deliberately delayed the time in the quiet room until they were sure that Tang Family Head and the old patriarch were about to arrive at the Heaven Pavilion. Fatty Zhao slowly walked out and gave the seventy thousand soul crystals to Han Feng with a fake smile on his face.

After Han Feng took out the ten thousand soul crystals and bought the map, he turned around and left, preparing to find a place to rest for a while, and then study the map.

But. . .

Not long after he left the pavilion, Han Feng felt an extremely fierce killing intent lock onto him.

In the next moment, a monstrous soul power turned into a terrifying attack and attacked him.

"This attack. . . Is almost on the level of a Ninth Tribulation True God, but it's still quite a distance away from a heavenly general. " Han Feng unhurriedly turned around and saw a middle-aged man and an old man furiously attacking him. Han Feng's eyesight wasn't bad. With a glance, he could tell that they were somewhat similar to the young Martial Cultivator he had killed not long ago. How could he not know that they were here to seek revenge?

At the same time, Han Feng also saw that the one who attacked him was actually a blood lotus formed from soul power.

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

The blood lotus released a torrential blood energy. The entire space was filled with a bloody smell.

"Kid, go and pay for my son's life!" The middle-aged man roared angrily.

In the next moment, the blood lotus bloomed. The blood energy that surged into the sky unleashed an endless blood energy storm that blasted towards Han Feng. The blood lotus was like a devil that could devour people. It released an even stronger blood energy as it attacked Han Feng.

Han Feng laughed lightly. Just as the blood energy storm was about to arrive, his arm suddenly slashed down like a blade. The chaotic energy instantly cut through the blood energy storm like a fearless saber.

The combat blade struck the blood lotus and shattered it into pieces.

"What!?" The middle-aged man's pupils constricted and his heart was in turmoil. Even though he knew from those people that the opponent was abnormally powerful, the middle-aged man did not expect that his all-out attack, which was a sneak attack, would be so easily broken.

The old man was also shocked. But Soul Exalts and Soul Emperors were two completely different realms. The old man didn't think that his attack would be broken.

The old man waved his sleeve and the Blood Lotus Soul Shadow became even more condensed. A vast amount of soul energy shot out and turned into a blood sword that slashed at Han Feng.

At the same time, the old man roared furiously at the middle-aged man, "Take out your clan treasure!"

The middle-aged man immediately threw out a blood red teapot. Blood-red flames spewed out from the teapot's mouth like a waterfall. It carried the momentum of devouring the world as it rushed towards Han Feng.

"With such a thick amount of energy, it must be the Soul Emperor. But. . . In the end, it is only equivalent to the Heavenly Monarch level. "

"Even with the silver soul skill and silver battle soul, their combat strength still doesn't exceed the Heavenly Monarch level. " In Han Feng's view, the old man's combat strength as a lower Soul Emperor was really too inferior. At the very least, he had to have a gold soul skill to match his identity as a Soul Emperor.

Han Feng stretched out his hand and pointed. The Primordius Heavenly Flame swept out like a vortex. The blood sword rushed into the Primordius Heavenly Flame. It didn't even have a bubble to pop out before it was swallowed by the Chaos Heaven Burning Flame.

The Chaos Heaven Burning Flame's momentum didn't slow down at all, and it immediately collided with the blood colored flame, stirring up layers upon layers of raging waves of flames that eventually swallowed the blood colored flame as well.

The clan protecting treasure in the middle-aged man's hand. . . In reality, it was only at the Top-quality Silver Grade. In the three thousand Divine Worlds, it would be equivalent to a Top-quality Divine Tool. In other words, this blood colored flame was at the Top-quality Divine Fire grade.

When faced with the Primordial Heavenly Flame that could even devour a king-grade Divine Flame, it was simply too weak to withstand even a single blow.

The Primordial Heavenly Flame flew over aggressively, not giving the middle-aged man and the old man any chance to escape. It easily devoured the two of them, leaving not even a single residue behind.0

As if he had dealt with two small characters, Han Feng patted his clothes, turned around, and left.

Not long after Han Feng left, three figures appeared. They were Fatty Zhao and the other two. At this moment, the three of them stared in the direction where Han Feng had left. Their eyes were filled with terror that could not be hidden.

They had never thought that Han Feng would be this powerful!

That was a Soul Emperor level powerhouse. Even if his soul skills and battle soul rank did not match with a Soul Emperor, he was still a Soul Emperor. He was more than enough to easily kill the three of them.

But this Soul Emperor was instantly killed by Han Feng!

"Heavens. . . Heavens. . . Killing a Soul Emperor so easily, could it be. . . " The old man's voice trembled.

Fatty Zhao bitterly said, "I'm afraid this lord is already a middle Soul Emperor. He isn't any worse than Lord Flame Dragon Soul Emperor. No wonder he doesn't take the Spirit Condensation Grass seriously. The Spirit Condensation Grass is useless to this lord. "

Seeing Han Feng's terrifying combat strength. . . Fatty Zhao didn't dare to call him 'that brat' like before. He subconsciously called him lord.

The middle-aged man's tone was urgent. "This sir has not suspected us yet, but it is only a matter of time. What should we do?"

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

After a while, Fatty Zhao said, "For the sake of today's plan, we can only look for Lord Flame Dragon Soul Emperor. "

. . .

The third floor of the Heaven Pavilion.

Fatty Zhao took out a green jade stone and formed seals with his hands, sending soul seals into the jade stone.

The jade emitted a brilliant green light, which turned into a light screen. In the screen of light, a red-haired, Chi Tong man slowly appeared in front of Fatty Zhao and the other two.

"Greetings, Master Flame Dragon Soul Emperor!" The three of them bowed respectfully.

The man with red hair and red eyes was the Island Master of Ruyi Island - Flame Dragon Soul Emperor!

He possessed the soul of the Earth Flame Dragon! His rank had reached the Gold rank! It was a golden battle soul.

"What happened at the Heaven Pavilion?" Flame Dragon Soul Emperor knew that his three subordinates would not use the Realm of Light Shadow to seek an audience with him unless it was something important, so he went straight to the point without saying anything.

With a bitter face, Fatty Zhao told Flame Dragon Soul Emperor everything that happened today, not daring to hide anything from him.

Flame Dragon Soul Emperor's expression gradually changed. "He killed Old Tang? Or was it an instant kill? He still wants to find a map of the other group zones? "

"Could it be. . . " Flame Dragon Soul Emperor suddenly thought of a possibility.

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