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Chapter 452 The only way(2/2)

Seeing that Zhao Feng was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, you won't leave the Hengyun area?"

"of course not."

The blue-haired boy's steps paused lightly.

"Have you already moved in to recruit reinforcements?"

Mr. Su couldn't help but guess.

"I alone am enough."

Zhao Feng chuckled and continued walking out.

What

Mr. Su stood stunned, pointing at Zhao Feng, his fingers trembling slightly, as if he was trembling with anger, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Arrogant

Really arrogant

Mr. Su took a deep breath and pointed at Zhao Feng with a trembling voice: "You are the most powerful genius king of this era, but your arrogance and ignorance will only push you into the bottomless abyss."

Zhao Feng ignored him, and there was an unparalleled and powerful belief in his steps.

"stop"

Su Lao shouted loudly, his white hair danced wildly, and the mighty power of God level faintly echoed the vitality of the heaven and earth, causing some strange phenomena.

The power of Allah

Although Su Lao's strength has declined, his spiritual state is still there after all.

"Haha, God-level achievement, is this the achievement of Mr. Su at his peak?"

The blue-haired boy in the field of vision smiled.

At this moment, he seemed to be transformed into a vast ocean, infinitely vast, and like an endless abyss, unfathomable.

A vague spiritual breath penetrated this small secret room, and the whole space had a solidified error. 51.

"you you……"

Su Lao's body and mind were shaken, and under the lock of that aura, there was a sense of oppression that was difficult to move forward.

That spiritual aura was stronger than any god he had ever seen.

The other party's heart and soul were so powerful that they seemed to be able to hold a whole world, making his soul tremble faintly.

The expression on Mr. Su's face went from shock to horror, and then to ecstasy, which was incredible.

at last.

Mr. Su looked deeply at the young man in front of him, with shock and awe in his eyes: "I didn't expect that your realm background has reached such a level. I have indeed far underestimated your strength."

However, Mr. Su also raised his own questions.

"Your soul and realm are so powerful that it should be easy to break through Allah. Moreover, it is extremely difficult to shake the behemoth Iron Dragon Alliance based on individual combat power alone."

Zhao Feng smiled and did not answer.

If it weren't for the abnormal change in his left eye, he would have broken through to the God level by now.

swish

A slippery bead appeared in Zhao Feng's hand, and he touched it with his finger.

All of a sudden.

Two gloomy figures groaning and roaring, exuding a terrifying aura, stood on either side of Zhao Feng.

In the dark mist.

Two dark silver poison corpses, like death guards, guard Zhao Feng.

"How is this possible at the God level... It is extremely difficult for the Hengyun region, even powerful countries, and holy places of great powers, to cultivate God-level ghost corpses."

Mr. Su almost stumbled, and a turbulent wave arose in his heart.

Zhao Feng looked at the two dark silver poison corpses with satisfaction. After being cultivated in the "Ten Thousand Ghost Pearls" for a month or two, the cultivation base of the two poison corpses was close to that of the Lord.

This Ten Thousand Ghosts Bead is one of the gifts given to Zhao Feng by the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint. This bead is the ghost path sacred weapon in the hands of the former generation's Great Emperor Ten Thousand Ghosts. The former "Great Emperor All Ghosts" cultivated all ghosts in this bead.

The army swept across all directions and destroyed several two-star sects by itself.

swish

The two God-level ghost corpses were quickly collected.

Old Su still had a look of shock on his face. It was obvious that the impact Zhao Feng had brought to him had overturned his life experience of one or two hundred years.
Chapter completed!
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