Chapter 1582 Mysterious Master(2/2)
That terrifying soul will made Zhao Balong's soul tremble. He felt an irresistible aura and almost knelt in the air.
"Senior...rao..."
Zhao Balong held on tightly, holding back a few words from the corner of his mouth.
"You want to kill me, how can I spare you!"
The voice of the soul sounded again, making Zhao Balong look extremely shocked. He stared at Zhao Feng with his eyes wide open.
The next moment, the terrible soul will vibrated in his mind, causing his soul to suffer a devastating blow, his consciousness fainted, and he stood frozen on the spot.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Six puppets rushed out and attacked desperately.
In this way, Zhao Balong was killed alive by six puppets.
Of course, it was mainly because Zhao Balong's soul was severely damaged by Zhao Feng that the puppet could easily kill him.
But others can't see this.
"How is this going?"
"What just happened?"
Everyone present was shocked, gasped, and looked in disbelief.
For some reason, Zhao Balong suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then all the puppets came forward and killed him with continuous bombardment.
This is really incredible and incomprehensible.
"This is how the same thing?"
Xue Lingzi, who was fighting the Supreme Elder, was also shocked.
A strong person at the peak of the Immortal Realm who was at the same level as him actually died in such a strange way, which made him feel chilled and horrified.
Losing a person at the peak of the Immortality Realm not only put them in a weak position, but Xue Lingzi was even more afraid that he would die in such a strange way.
"It's your turn next!"
A soul sound exploded in Xue Lingzi's mind, making his head buzz and his body unsteady.
"Senior...spare my life..."
The next moment, Xue Lingzi was so frightened that he bent his legs and knelt in the air.
He could feel that if the other party wanted to kill him, it would be as easy as squeezing an ant to death.
"this……"
The rest of the people around him stood there blankly, with stiff faces, staring at Xue Lingzi, wondering what was going on.
"Thank you for your help, senior!"
The Supreme Elder's eyes rolled and a loud voice came out.
He guessed that there must be strong people secretly helping him, and Zhao Balong's death might be due to the action of this senior.
"Spare you?"
A cold and disdainful voice sounded in Xue Lingzi's mind.
This sound made the hairs on Xue Lingzi's body stand up, and a cold death crisis spread throughout his body. He seemed to have seen the gate of hell.
Xue Lingzi was trembling all over. He didn't know what to say. He was extremely frightened.
"That's all, I'll spare your life and wait thirty thousand miles east of Nanyuncheng!"
Zhao Feng snorted coldly.
"Thank you, senior, for not killing me!"
Xue Lingzi felt all the pressure and crisis disappear in an instant.
Without saying a word, with a sense of fear, the Blood Spirit Son flew into the distance.
Bang!
The blood pattern formation surrounding the city lord's mansion also shattered.
"Kill the traitors, members of the Blood Evil Sect!"
The Supreme Elder looked pale for a moment and shouted loudly.
He and many elders and members of the Zhao clan launched a counterattack, and within a few moments, all the traitors and members of the Blood Evil Sect were killed.
In this way, the family's life and death crisis was resolved!
Not long after, Zhao Tianlong led some tribesmen and rushed back in a hurry. After seeing the result, they were also stunned.
In the secret room.
"Feng'er, where do these puppets of yours come from?"
Zhao Tianlong looked calm.
There were several other senior elders and supreme elders around, all staring at Zhao Feng.
"Half a year ago, I met a mysterious old man. He accepted me as his disciple. He visited me from time to time and taught me some things. He predicted that my family would encounter some crises, so he gave me some puppets to save my life..."
Zhao Feng immediately fabricated a lie and pointed all the fingers at a person who did not exist at all.
"It seems that your mysterious master secretly helped!"
Zhao Tianlong nodded, feeling very happy that his son had such an opportunity.
"God bless my Zhao family, hahaha!"
The Supreme Elder also laughed and looked at Zhao Feng with a look of admiration.
No one doubted a fifteen-year-old child whose cultivation was at the peak of the Purple Qi Realm.
A month later, Zhao Feng said goodbye to his parents and called the mysterious master and asked him to do something.
The family agreed immediately without saying a word.
Chapter completed!