"Hahaha... I've finally found you after trying my best to find you."

The ink-shirted statue was filled with red light and joy.

Instantly

The huge power of the Great Alchemy Realm shrouded Zhao Feng head-on.

"This old immortal"

Zhao Feng looked slightly stern, he did not expect to meet the Third Elder Qianyun again.

That day.

Zhao Feng poached the heart and soul of Hai Whale in advance, and fought with both sides between the two Lords of the Alchemy Realm, and finally defeated the Lord Moshan.

"It's the third elder of Qianyun Pavilion."

There were some murmurs among the crowd, and many people recognized the identity of Lord Moshan.

after all.

Qianyun Pavilion is a one-star pinnacle sect in the nearby area, second only to the two-star sect, and its strength is at least as strong as the "Red Moon Demon Sect" at its peak.

Swish swish

The figure of the old man in black robes flashed in front of Zhao Feng, his face full of coldness.

"Junior, I won't hold you accountable for handing over the heart and blood of the Sea Whale."

The old man in the black shirt did not publicize the spiritual sound transmission.

After all, it involves the legendary treasure holy blood such as the Heart of the Sea Whale, and the old man in the black shirt does not want to make the matter too big and attract the peeps of more powerful people.

"Haha, the heart marrow blood is what we are trying to get from the body of the sea whale. What does it have to do with you? What's more, the heart marrow blood has been used up by us."

Zhao Feng said slowly.

In the Xuhailing Palace, he was not worried about the old man in black clothes taking action.

According to the "little horse" who led the way, no matter how chaotic it is outside, the "Void Sea Spiritual Palace" will be a peaceful pure land on the Void Sea.

Because behind the scenes of the Xuhai Spiritual Palace is the Holy Land of the Spiritual Realm

Even the two-star sects and the kings of the Virtual God Realm do not dare to cause trouble here.

Very few of the troublemakers in the past have been able to walk out of the Xuhai Spiritual Palace alive.

"Junior, don't try to trick me. With the huge body of that giant sea whale, the amount of heart blood is huge. If you hand over the remaining heart blood, I still won't care."

The old man in the black shirt sneered.

He is not a fool. He knows that Zhao Feng must still have a lot of sea whale blood in his hands.

"Not given"

Zhao Feng rolled his eyes. He obtained the heart marrow of the sea whale and had no direct relationship with the old man in black robes.

"Huh, I don't dare to take action against you in the Xuhai Spiritual Palace. But I, Yun Pavilion, am one of the top three powerful sects in the nearby islands. If you have the ability, don't leave the Xuhai Spiritual Palace."

The old man in the black shirt sneered, tossed his sleeves and left.

In the Xuhailing Palace, he really didn't dare to take action.

But he didn't believe that Zhao Feng had been shrinking and wouldn't leave the Xuhailing Palace.

Swish

As soon as the old man in black clothes left, a short-haired boy floated down in front of Zhao Feng.

"Jiang Fan"

Zhao Feng let out a low cry, and the hearts of everyone around him jumped loudly.

"I am Xia Jiangfan, from the Zhenwu Holy Land. May I ask this brother his name?"

Jiang Fan smiled slightly.

In the arena, many spectators were a little surprised.

This proud Holy Land genius actually took the initiative to get acquainted with Zhao Feng.

Jiang Fan also looked at Zhao Feng with deep interest in his eyes.

This scene.

The sneer on his face looked slightly stiff when he fell into the eyes of the Lord ink-shirted Lord who had just tossed his sleeves and left.

If Zhao Feng has a relationship with the genius of the Holy Land, then even he, Qianyunge, will not dare to touch Zhao Feng easily.

"No, Zhao Feng."

Zhao Feng greeted the two Holy Land geniuses.

A short-haired boy with the blood of thousands of ancient races, his name is Jiang Fan.

A tall and thin young man with a cultivation level in the Great Alchemy Realm named Chen Yilin.

While the two Holy Land geniuses were sizing up Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng was also sizing them up.

Especially "Jiang Fan" has the blood of thousands of ancient races.

"The ancient breath of the dream can refine and improve my life constitution, and purify my bloodline to return to my ancestors. And this ancient bloodline of all races has a breath that is similar to the same source. What is the relationship between the two?"

Zhao Feng murmured in his heart.

Invisibly, he paid more attention to the ancient aura in the dream and made various speculations.

"This young man actually has a thin ancient aura in his bloodline power. Even if he is not a bloodline from the Ancient Ten Thousand Races List, he is still a powerful bloodline that has been inherited from that era, a bloodline that will surpass future generations."

The two Holy Land geniuses did not look down upon Zhao Feng.

Even in the Holy Land of the Spirit Realm, the bloodlines of all ancient races have the highest bloodline qualifications, and only a few of them exist.
Chapter completed!