The soul beasts in the extreme north are themselves more cruel.

It is indeed impossible to restore consciousness without killing them, or even let them listen to them.

If it was a sea soul beast, Tang San would have confidence. With his identity as the heir of the sea god, he would never be able to violate the words of his master of the sea after he regained his reason.

But these are obviously not sea soul beasts, so it is too difficult.

It is impossible for the soul beast in the extreme north to listen to him.

Wang Feng smiled.

Taming the soul beast, Wang Feng recognized the second place, but no one dared to recognize the first place.

"Let's go down and see what's going on."

Wang Feng looked at the battlefield below with corpses like a sea of ​​corpses.

Although the titled Douluo present had all experienced strong storms, his scalp was slightly numb when he saw this hellish scene on earth.

Coupled with the rich smell of blood in the air, it was really disgusting.

Only Wang Feng and Tang San are better.

After all, the experience of the City of Killing has caused the two to face this hellish scene and have a great degree of immunity.

Zhu Zhuqing stood next to Wang Feng, looking at the scene below, her face slightly pale.

But she is tough in her mind, so she naturally would not be scared of this kind of scene.

Seeing the green lotus treasure flag in Wang Feng turned around, a faint blue light shrouded the whole audience and covered everyone, making everyone calm down.

The breath of his body also covered everyone, allowing them to breathe clearly.

Don't be affected by the smell of blood that soars into the sky.

Tang San also used the Sea God Trident to release the Sea God's light and drive away the blood and energy around him.

"Live against me."

Wang Feng pulled Zhu Zhuqing by his side and whispered.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, approaching Wang Feng's side, with a hint of redness on her face...

Leaning beside Wang Feng, the familiar pure aura, coupled with the light brought by the green flag, made her feel more important and stable.

He glanced at Wang Feng slightly, but she didn't say anything.

If it weren't for the tense situation at this time, the large number of people, and the shyness in her heart, she might have been unable to help but want to lean against Wang Feng.

Along the way, the longing in my heart seemed to be overflowing from my body and mind at all times. Now seeing Wang Feng taking the initiative to do this, Zhu Zhuqing felt a little sweet inside, so she put her hand on the palm of Wang Feng's hand and scratched it gently in response. She said that she was very comfortable.

Wang Feng glanced at her, coughed a few times, and quickly landed on the battlefield with everyone, walking towards Zhan Xiaotian in front of him.

This is Wang Feng’s second encounter with Zhan Xiaotian after several years.

The last time I was traveling through the world and training my mind while I was preparing for the secret of the word before practicing.

Unexpectedly, I met him again here.

"What are you?"

Zhan Xiaotian looked at the group and his eyes fell on Zhan Aotian on Wang Feng's side. His body suddenly shook.

He was born in Zhanluo Sect, and the one in front of him was his father. Later, he heard that Zhanluo Sect was persuaded by the White Pope and joined the Spirit Hall, and he never returned to Zhanluo Sect again.

"Are you people from the Martial Soul Alliance? Humph, will you high-ranking Douluo come here?"

Zhan Xiaotian also saw Tang San and felt a stern. The Martial Soul Alliance had already unified the continent. He naturally knew about this, but he was just a little helpless.

He also had a grudge against the Spirit Hall.

The soul beast riot was more than ten days before it sent a powerful man named Douluo. It was probably only because he realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Xiaotian, no reason. This is the Pope Crown of the alliance. If he hadn't taken action in time just now, your life would have been gone!"

Zhan Aotian said in a deep voice.

His appearance is 60% similar to Zhan Xiaotian, both of whom are majestic and burly, strong and powerful, but his personality is different.

Zhan Xiaotian was silent for a moment, "Of course I should thank you, but I don't thank you for myself."

Upon hearing this, Wang Feng laughed a few times and said, "Brother Xiaotian has been around for many years, but I didn't expect to be so upright. No wonder he would rather die in Wuhun City than join Wuhun Hall."

Wang Feng still remembers Zhan Xiaotian.

However, Zhan Xiaotian was stunned.

"Who are you…"

"Me? I was in September 1st, and now I am Pope Wang Wu in white." Wang Feng smiled.

Zhan Xiaotian was stunned when he heard this.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng used the golden lotus to recover quickly for their group.

With the power of Wang Feng's golden lotus now, such a soul master who is less than 80 level, he recovered as before in one or two minutes.

"You really opened September 1st?"

Zhan Xiaotian looked at Wang Feng a few times. Looking at the golden lotus, his eyes flashed, and then he rushed and hugged Wang Feng.

"Brother! I knew you were not dead. I didn't expect you to be the white-clothed Pope in the Martial Soul Hall. It's amazing!!"

Zhan Xiaotian's true feelings in his eyes were obviously unforgettable for saving his life.

Although the injuries he suffered back then were caused by Wang Feng using the God-killing Spear, for him, it was still a life-saving grace.

Zhan Aotian, who was standing aside, turned black and he ignored his father. Unexpectedly, he changed his attitude and respected Pope so much.

He knew his son, and his talent was invincible, but he was too upright and rarely convinced.

I was even more upset about leading Zhan Luo Sect to join the Spirit Hall. I had stopped interacting with each other for a long time.

"It seems that the Pope is too charming..."

Zhan Aotian thought, no wonder the Pope conquered the four major sects one after another. In addition to his strength, this personality charm is also rare in the world.

Wang Feng coughed a few times and was hugged by the big man like Zhan Xiaotian, a big man, and was speechless.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was beside her, had a smile on her face, and seemed to notice Wang Feng's speechlessness.

Zhan Xiaotian let go of Wang Feng a few times, and then said with a serious look on his face: "Brother, you came a little late. But no matter what, you finally came. These soul beasts come once every morning, noon and evening."

"By the way. A few days ago, a group of people with alliances led a pair of people to investigate in the forest. They have not come back yet."

Zhan Xiaotian said that it should be Hu Liena, or Ning Rongrong and the others.

And Bone Douluo.

"It should be Rongrong and the others." Tang San pondered, "When the soul beast exploded, Rongrong volunteered to investigate."

Speaking of this, Tang San glanced at Wang Feng.

Ning Rongrong said he wanted to go, but in fact, it was because Wang Feng had been in this far north for two years. Ning Rongrong was always curious, and the soul beast riot, so he happened to come.

But I never expected that the soul beast would be so exaggerated. Even if there were Bone Douluo, there were other Ma Hongjun and Oscars. But the situation is probably not good now.

Wang Feng's heart was slightly sank.

"Yue'er hasn't come back yet..."

At this time, Dai Mubai's eyes were also a little sad, "But in the past three years, she has written a letter back. She originally said that she had returned two months ago. But now there is no news."

After saying that, Dai Mubai sighed.
Chapter completed!