The huge Feihong clan was silent at the moment. Their most powerful ancestor died so easily. Could this young man be the God of Death
"Let go of all the girls you imprisoned, and buy back all the girls you sold before. If there is one missing, I will kill one of your tribesmen, and I will give you one day to do it." Wang Feng spoke, and then in the void He sat down cross-legged.
Several elders and their ancestors had died, and the remaining people had no one to fight with, so they could only do what Wang Feng said in horror.
Not long after, all the nearly a hundred girls they had imprisoned were released. Looking at these people who were in a trance, Wang Feng took the initiative to send out his own aura to envelope them and help them regain their consciousness.
"Anyone who has a family should go home. Those who don't have a family should go to the Yunzhong sect. They will take you in." Wang Feng opened his mouth and told the sect that the old man belonged to before.
"Want to leave?"
At this moment, Wang Feng discovered that many people in the Feihong clan wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but under Wang Feng's eyes, no one could escape.
With just a thought, the terrifying power of rules suddenly erupted, and the person who wanted to escape died suddenly, scaring everyone who still had these thoughts out of his mind.
This young man is simply a demon who takes human lives at every turn.
"Go and buy back the people you sold, you don't have much time." Wang Feng said and started practicing in the void.
He knew that with his own deterrence, none of these people would dare to play tricks.
During this period, although there were strong people who cast a visiting look at this place, the perception quickly faded away like a tide. It was obvious that the person in the dark would not take action.
In a full day, under the operation of the Feihong Clan, hundreds of girls were bought back at high prices. These girls all ended up miserable, and most of them were crying when they were sent back.
It's just that no matter how much they cry and fuss, he doesn't want to worry about it anymore, because he already has enough things to worry about.
Being able to give them their freedom is the limit of what Wang Feng can do.
He also told them that they could go to the Yunzhong Sect. Wang Feng finally lifted up into the air, directly tearing apart the space, and stepped in with one step.
Seeing Wang Feng, the terrifying god of death, leave, almost everyone in the Feihong tribe sat on the ground as if they were exhausted.
They spent almost the whole day in fear, fearing that someone would accidentally take their lives. It was estimated that they would never be able to get rid of this terrible shadow.
After leaving this piece of sky, Wang Feng quickly traveled through the void and came to another place.
Saving people was just a small incident. Wang Feng didn't take it seriously. Quan regarded it as a good deed.
Coming out across the void, Wang Feng used the same method to find the monk he saw and asked where he was currently.
The place where he is now is very close to a city called Yunlong City. Asking for the map, Wang Feng quickly arrived at the so-called Yunlong City.
Yunlong City is different from the cities Wang Feng saw before. This city is arranged in a long direction, like a river, winding back and forth.
With his clairvoyance activated, Wang Feng suddenly showed a look of shock, because he discovered that there was a long keel underneath the city.
The construction direction of this city was completely based on this dragon bone. I don't know whose handwriting it was.
"It's really a luxury to build the city on the back of a dragon." Wang Feng said, making both the soul and body smile: "The Dragon Clan is famous for making money, so in the eyes of many people, the Dragon Clan is equal to luck and wealth. I guess There is a lot of power in this city.”
"Don't worry about it, let's go in and take a look first." Wang Feng said, and then entered the city on the dragon's back.
There is only one main road in the entire city. Standing here, Wang Feng can feel the extremely rich spiritual energy. If he can live here, his strength will gradually increase even if he does not take the initiative to practice.
"It's you!"
At this moment, someone saw Wang Feng and recognized him.
This person seemed to be enemies with Wang Feng, because this was Sang Lin who was used as cannon fodder by Wang Feng last time.
Although Sang Lin asked Elder Ran, the great elder of their sect, to join forces with Dongfang Lanzhi to deal with Wang Feng, the end result was that not only did they fail to harm Wang Feng, but they were also severely injured.
Especially the mysterious corpse in the last altar showed its power and almost destroyed all of them there.
It can be said that if they had not run fast at that time, their lives might have been handed down in the eternal magic pit.
Except for them, some people with low strength have left their lives in the eternal magic pit forever. The person on the altar is too terrifying. Although his condition is not like a living person now, the lethality of the magic mist that burst out is It's so big that no one can stop it.
Seeing Wang Feng again after half a month, Sang Lin felt a chill running down his spine, because Wang Feng could defeat even Elder Ran. What did he mean to others in the early Yang realm
"I didn't expect you to survive." Looking at this Sang Lin, Wang Feng showed a smile on his face.
Although he was smiling, looking at the smile on Wang Feng's face, Sang Lin felt a strange murderous aura surrounding him. He was completely scaring himself.
"Come here and tell me how you escaped." Wang Feng said calmly, but Sang Lin's body was shaken, and then he began to retreat quietly. Looking at him like this, he was probably ready to run away at any time.
"Brother, who is this person?" A man next to Sang Lin asked at this time.
"Help me stop him." Sang Lin said and pushed the two people beside him.
These two people are both in the late stage of the underworld, and are considered top geniuses in their sect.
It's just that such strength is nothing in front of Wang Feng. He just waved his sleeves and both of them were immediately knocked away, making them both look horrified.
"I just want to ask some questions and you want to run away. Are you so afraid of me?" Wang Feng smiled, and then his figure flashed in front of Sang Lin.
"What do you want to do?"
Looking at Wang Feng, Sang Lin shouted loudly, trying to attract others' attention.
Hearing his voice, someone nearby did notice. They naturally knew who Sang Lin was, let alone Yunlong City. There were many people in the entire Leiyun Empire who knew him.
But even people like Sang Lin let others block their way. Unless these people are not afraid of death, who would dare to come up and meddle
"Last time you had someone deal with me, you have to pay the price." Wang Feng smiled slightly, lost the intention of hanging around here, and dragged the man away.
"Let go!"
After hearing Wang Feng's words, Sang Lin knew that being taken away by him would not end well, so at this moment he struggled violently.
"Struggling like hell, let me in." Wang Feng said, and then he took out his Nine Emperor Pictures and inserted the Mulberry Living Pit directly.
The last time Sang Lin encouraged their elders to deal with him, his murderous intention was not concealed at all, so why did Wang Feng still need to be polite to him? Such a person would not allow him to live, so how could he not give him the same reward? It's a big gift.
"Put down Sanlin!"
Just when Wang Feng was about to leave, a loud roar suddenly rang out. It was Elder Ran who came over. Of course, he was not alone. There was another elder in the late Yang realm accompanying him.
"It's you, old guy." Seeing this Elder Ran, Wang Feng felt murderous intent in his heart.
At this moment, the Nine Emperors Diagram surged, and Liu Yidao's power exploded, sucking the two people in at once.
"Friend, please wait." At this moment, another person appeared in the void.
This was a middle-aged man, but the moment they saw this man, many people in the city were shocked, because this man was the most powerful person in Yunlong City, the Supreme God Realm!
"Who is your friend?" Looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, Liu Yidao's voice was very naughty, because this man was just a person in the realm of false gods, and he was completely fearless.
"Let go of the people I sent, and we can negotiate any conditions." The visitor did not act rashly, but said in a consultative tone.
"Then do you know what they did to me?" the soul shouted.
"I've heard about it." The middle-aged man nodded.
"If you want me to let him go, you can give me an eighth-grade elixir as compensation first." The soul's voice was very rogue, quite like Wang Feng's true legacy.
The eighth-grade elixir can already be regarded as a divine elixir. Even the Supreme Divine Realm takes such elixirs very seriously. The soul body asked for it like this, which made the middle-aged man frown.
But soon his frown relaxed again, and with a wave of his sleeve, a brocade box flew towards Wang Feng.
"This is an eighth-grade elixir. Can we continue talking?"
When he opened the brocade box, he saw that it was indeed an eighth-grade elixir, which surprised both Soul Body and Wang Feng.
"I wonder what you want to talk to me about?" Soul said after putting the elixir away.
"It's very simple. Let the people from my sect go." The middle-aged man's expression was very indifferent.
"It's okay to release him. One eighth-grade elixir." The soul said, making the middle-aged man's mouth twitch slightly.
"I don't have the eighth-grade elixir now. I wonder if I can replace it with other ways of compensation?" The middle-aged man said, suppressing the anger in his heart.
"Since you don't have the eighth-grade elixir, we have nothing to say. I usually have only one way to respond to people who want to kill me, and that is to kill them back!"
"So, if you don't give me the eighth-grade elixir, just wait and collect the corpses of the three of them!" The spirit body's voice was very arrogant, making many people in Yunlong City change their expressions.
This person is really so crazy that he threatens a god-level supreme being like this.
"Okay, I can give you the eighth-grade elixir, but I don't have that many right now. I only have two. Can I use ten seventh-grade elixirs to buy one?"
"I believe you know the difference between seventh-grade elixirs and eighth-grade elixirs better than I do. Do you think it's really okay for you to fool me like this?"
"Then can you wait here for a moment? The elder I sent has the eighth-grade elixir in his hand. I will go to him to get it now."
"Go ahead, go ahead." Liu Yidao waved his hand, already dizzy, making Wang Feng faintly worried.
"Does he have any conspiracy?"
"Don't be afraid if there is a conspiracy." The soul said, making Wang Feng's worry even more intense.
After waiting for about five minutes, they still didn't see the middle-aged man come back.
"Let's go, I suspect there is a conspiracy here." Wang Feng said, urging the soul to leave here.
"I think so too." How could it take so long to get something, so the soul also sensed something was wrong and prepared to leave here.
But before they could leave, suddenly a rich light began to appear above their heads. At this moment, the ground shook violently, and then gradually rose.
"I r." Seeing this scene, the soul's expression changed, and then he started to tear apart the space, preparing to travel through space.
"No need to waste your efforts, you can't escape today." At this moment, a voice came, and the middle-aged man finally revealed himself. It was obvious that he was not taking the eighth-grade elixir in these few minutes, but was doing Prepare to trap Wang Feng.
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