Peerless God King

C767 Coming



C767 Coming

Crash! *    

    

Those soul attacks were like a vast ocean that rippled outwards, and also like a waterfall that fell from the nine heavens, fiercely smashing towards the depths of Tang Feng's Spiritual Sense with a huge impact.    

    

Even if it was only an attack from the soul, under this strengthening, it emitted the kind of fluctuation that only Spirit Energy Fluctuation possessed.    

    

Without the slightest bit of surprise, Blood Prisoner and the others all felt a wave of excitement from each of their eyes when they saw that they had succeeded in such a majestic soul attack.    

    

Previously, when Tang Feng was under the great formation, he was actually able to rely on his own body and Spiritual Energy to resist their combined attacks.    

    

Even though he had heard some news about Tang Feng from the Cangqiong Sect back then, in the eyes of the Blood Prisoner, even if Tang Feng had some tricks up his sleeve, he was still just a brat who had just entered the Saint Stage. It was only a matter of time before they crushed him.    

    

But the real fight was to discover that Tang Feng was hard to deal with.    

    

Even a Three Sovereign Stage Expert would die from a soul attack like this, not even their souls would be able to escape.    

    

His pale face also revealed a sense of relief.    

    

Of course, the fluctuations in the deepest part of his pupils were mostly due to greed. The current Blood Prisoner's body could not hold on for much longer, and a suitable body would determine whether or not he could progress on his cultivation path in the future.    

    

And the tyranny of the flesh that Tang Feng had displayed today had completely shocked them. As long as he obtained this body, he no longer cared about the Shajiabang outside.    

    

The moment they thought of how they were going to climb to the peak, the excitement on the Blood Prisoner's face became even stronger. At this time, in his eyes, Tang Feng was simply a priceless treasure.    

    

"What a disappointment."    

    

However, just as the excitement on the Blood Prisoner's face had yet to dissipate, a somewhat disappointed voice slowly came from the depths of the great formation.    

    

After which, he saw Tang Feng, who had not moved, slowly open his eyes and shake his head.    

    

The moment he entered the Spiritual Sense, it was like a meteorite smashing onto Earth. That kind of powerful Destructive Power that could crush the heavens and earth with this vibration, even if his soul was at its peak, this time, the soul attack would still probably cause Tang Feng to receive huge injuries.    

    

It was just that when facing this level of cultivation, Tang Feng did not dodge in the slightest. Instead, he completely released all of his defenses and allowed this wave of Soul Power to attack him.    

    

He had long since received news from Feng Xian that due to some unknown reason, a semi-divine expert of the Southern Domain could not appear for a short period of time. Thus, if he wanted his sealed soul to be broken, he had to start from another point of view.    

    

On the other hand, the appearance of the Blood Prisoner gave Tang Feng a trace of hope.    

    

When the five of them joined forces, even the experts with Three Sovereign Stage Level were extremely afraid. This kind of attack, let alone breaking a crack on their sealed souls, was enough to cause even the slightest of ripples to appear.    

    

Because as long as that was the case, Tang Feng believed that there was still a way to defeat the SemiGod.    

    

It was a pity that under this kind of devastating soul attack, the barrier didn't budge at all.    

    

It was as though a wave was lapping down on a lofty and unmoving shore. It was as if this level of attack was completely ignored.    

    

Tang Feng sighed, it seemed like this method would not work. He really did not know what exactly happened during the last destructive strike the Black Divine Thunder released. Not only did it erase his own memories, even the Soul Power had been completely sealed away.    

    

Zhang Xuan shook his head. Seems like he could only think of another way.    

    

"Impossible!" How could this be?! "    

    

Tang Feng's voice was like a heavy blow that landed on the Blood Prisoner and the rest. The five of them looked at each other and saw incredulity and fear in each other's eyes.    

    

They knew better than anyone else how powerful their soul attacks had been.    

    

His originally pale face was now completely devoid of blood. It was as if he had seen a ghost, and his body continued to tremble uncontrollably.    

    

Ever since they had become experts in the Saint Stage Level, it had been a long time since they had encountered such a situation.    

    

"There must be some kind of powerful treasure on you. Only by doing this can you explain why you can avoid this kind of soul attack."    

    

Blood Prisoner was indeed a person who had experienced all kinds of hardships. In just a few breaths of time, the shock on her face was once again replaced by greed.    

    

Perhaps the only treasure that could resist such a soul attack was a Saint artifact.    

    

Ever since the Primordial Era, sacred artifacts had practically disappeared without a trace, and even the Ancient Time Sect behind them was unable to find any traces of sacred artifacts.    

    

A saint artifact's strength was not only related to its toughness or its defensive abilities. More importantly, it possessed Spiritual Sense s, so as long as you could obtain the recognition of a saint artifact, it was equivalent to gaining a strong helper.    

    

Thinking up to here, the Blood Prisoner's breathing also became a little hurried. At this time, he finally understood why Tang Feng was able to maintain his clarity of mind under the great formation and why he was not injured at all under the soul attack.    

    

From his point of view, the only explanation was that Tang Feng definitely had a sacred artifact that had disappeared from the Ancient God Continent a long time ago.    

    

As long as he obtained the sacred weapon and refined it into a new master, then he might even be the strongest person under the SemiGod once he steps into the Three Sovereign Stages.    

    

His fear from before had already been replaced by greed. No matter what price he had to pay, he had to obtain the sacred artifact on Tang Feng's body and even more so, obtain Tang Feng's fleshly body today.    

    

The Blood Prisoner's words caused the eyes of the four Saint Stage Expert s behind her to light up. As their bloodthirsty smile spread, their tongues continuously licked their lips. Although they knew that he couldn't get a saint artifact, he had a saint artifact on him, so he naturally had other treasures. These treasures were enough to make the four jealous.    

    

Upon reaching the level of Saint Stage, there weren't many things that could attract their attention, and there were even fewer that could make them go crazy. However, the Tang Feng in front of their eyes was clearly an exception.    

    

As if he was looking at an idiot, Tang Feng's body did not move at all, and remained standing at his original position quietly. The only difference was that the faintly discernible killing intent at the corner of his mouth caused the entire dark space to suddenly turn somewhat cold.    

    

One against five, if the Blood Prisoner and the others weren't using a large formation, they might have been trapped for a long time, and even if he were to pay an enormous price, he would be able to charge out.    

    

After all, the formation must have been left behind from the ancient times. Not only were its mysteries unfathomable, it was also crucial to fuse the powers of the five together.    

    

It was a pity that the previous consumption of Soul Power had greatly reduced the battle strength of the five people.    

    

Even if they were able to trap Tang Feng again, the threat they posed to Tang Feng had decreased quite a bit.    

    

As long as one of them could not withstand it, he would have absolute confidence in killing him. After all, in this one-on-one battle, the only person who could make Tang Feng a little more serious was the Blood Prisoner.    

    

"I don't believe that the treasures on your body can always protect you."    

    

Xiao Yun's pupils contracted slightly as a sinister killing intent diffused from the Blood Prisoner's body. Seeing that, the other four people started to increase their spirits, locking onto Tang Feng with their Qi.    

    

"Hur hur, everyone is here, you've saved quite a bit of effort."    

    

Right at this moment, a clear voice sounded out once again. Soon after, a pretty and somewhat enchanting face gradually appeared in front of the few of them.    

    

Xiao Ling's appearance was like a ghost, and no one noticed him.    

    

Seeing Xiao Ling's sudden appearance, the Blood Prisoner and the rest's bodies trembled. This youth, who did not emit any energy fluctuations, made them feel an unprecedented sense of danger. This kind of danger made it difficult for Blood Prisoner and the rest to even resist.    

    

"What's going on outside?"    

    

Tang Feng was not surprised at all by Xiao Ling's appearance, and asked slowly.    

    

"There won't be any problems, but those fellows from the secret plane will be a bit troublesome."    

    

Shrugging his shoulders, as if he did not care about the five Saint Stage Expert s, Xiao Ling continued to explain. When Tang Feng rushed over first, he increased the speed of the Mummies Group, but when he actually reached the Shajiabang, he was a little surprised.    

    

Even with the Saint Stage supporting them, the scene was still quite passive. These foreign mystic realms seemed to have been beaten to a pulp. Not only were they unafraid of death, they even burst forth with the strength of their Peak Mystic Stage, and under their combined might, they were unable to breath under the pressure of their Shajiabang.    

    

If the Mummies Group that Xiao Ling had brought along had not appeared in time, even if they were half an hour late, not even a tenth of the people in the entire Shajiabang would have been able to survive.    

    

"Who the hell are you?!"    

    

Xiao Ling's words finally made the Blood Prisoner's entire body tremble once again.    

    

Even the sect behind these hundred Mystic Realm experts was of great importance. If he were to suffer a loss here, even a bloodthirsty person like him couldn't help but panic and be afraid when he thought of the punishment behind it.    

    

"Let's get rid of this place now. Otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble these guys will cause when they get here."    

    

Ignoring the expressions of Blood Prisoner and the rest, Tang Feng once again turned his gaze towards Blood Prisoner and the others. He had enjoyed himself earlier, but now, he felt like he needed to change his gaze.    

    


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