Chapter 597
Tang Lan whispered: "I'm afraid I can't destroy it. The nine masters of Guixu Realm sent by the Savage Side are extremely powerful."
Leng Fei said: "Has people been sent from Tianyuan?"
"This is natural." Tang Lan sighed: "But Tianyuan couldn't find nine, only six were dispatched, and the result was inevitable."
"Six..." Leng Fei sighed, "Then I'll go there."
"Bring me with me." Tang Lan said hurriedly.
Leng Fei looked at her in embarrassment.
Tang Lan said: "I want to see more clearly, so I have to see their appearance. Otherwise, I will be limited after all, watching flowers in the fog."
"It's too dangerous to take action in Guixu Realm." Leng Fei frowned.
He really didn't want Tang Lan to take risks.
Tang Lan whispered: "It's okay for me, it's not that easy to die."
Leng Fei thought about it, but finally shook his head.
Tang Lan said anxiously: "I really don't want to hide behind and look at them. You can get more news by just one glance at them."
Leng Fei said: "Don't be anxious first, wait until I clean them up, it's not too late for you to see again."
Tang Lan frowned and said, "I'm afraid..."
She felt that no matter how powerful Leng Fei was, she could only escape when she met these nine masters from Guixu Realm. The nine masters from Guixu Realm were still in Tianyuan, not in Zhenjun Mountain. On Zhenjun Mountain, the six of them were beaten to the point of falling flowers and flowing water and could only escape when they were killed.
"It's settled." Leng Fei said hurriedly.
Tang Lan glared at him helplessly.
She knew that Leng Fei was also concerned about her safety. Although she was anxious, she was also sweet and sighed: "Then you must be careful."
Leng Fei smiled and said, "Let's go back to Tianyuan first. I want to find the token of Zhenjunshan and rush over immediately."
"Let's go." Tang Lan said: "This time I will take me and then let me go to Butian Temple."
Leng Fei nodded.
Tang Xiaoyue and Tang Xiaoxing ran over, and he flashed back to Butian Temple with the three girls.
As soon as they appeared, Lu Xue, who was standing outside, felt it and hurriedly said, "Saint, the emperor has been waiting."
"Please come here, the emperor." Tang Lan said.
Song Zhaoyang soon came to the outside of Butian Temple. Tang Xiaoyue had already opened the door and waited. Song Zhaoyang strode into the sky and clasped his fists and said, "I have seen the saint, Mr. Leng."
Leng Fei clasped his fists.
Song Zhaoyang said: "Saint, are those guys coming soon?"
"I will arrive at Zhenjun Mountain today." Tang Lan whispered: "Is Your Majesty ready?"
Song Zhaoyang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I am ashamed that I can't find all the nine masters in Guixu Realm. Senior Xu from Butianguan wants to guard Mr. Leng's family, the prison of Dayu Qintianjian mainly guards the family of the Saint, and the other countries are like this. I can only find the hidden men by myself, but the hidden men are not so easy to find. Only six of them should be rushed to Zhenjun Mountain soon."
Tang Lan sighed: "In this way, it will be the same in the end."
Song Zhaoyang nodded slightly, looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back, and sighed: "The most cruel thing in the world is this. He knew it would happen, but he could not stop it."
"Your Majesty, let me go to Zhenjun Mountain first." Leng Fei said.
Song Zhaoyang looked at him in confusion.
Leng Fei said: "I will meet these nine people for a while, and try to destroy as many as possible before the six people."
"This..." Song Zhaoyang's face changed slightly.
Only then did he realize that Leng Fei became unfathomable. When he came in, he was anxious and worried, so he had no intention of taking care of him.
At this time, I concentrated my mind and realized that Leng Fei had reached a deeper level, far from comparable to the realm of divine spirit, that was the realm of Return to the Void!
He was overjoyed: "Mr. Leng, you are also returning to the realm of emptiness!"
Leng Fei nodded slowly: "I luckily entered the Guixu Realm. Can Your Majesty have a token of Zhenjun Mountain? Can I hurry over immediately?"
"Yes." Song Zhaoyang hurriedly said: "I have a waist card here, which is prepared for the masters of Guixu Realm. I can sense Zhenjun Mountain. I am owned by a general guarding the mountain, and I can also order the soldiers of Zhenjun Mountain."
He took out a black iron plate from his arms and handed it over.
Leng Fei took it by hand, it was so dark that it was inconspicuous. Moreover, it was indeed an ordinary iron card, not an iron card with different materials, but some secrets.
Tang Lan took a deep look at Leng Fei.
She had thought Leng Fei was going with the six people, but she didn't expect to deal with the nine people alone.
This is simply a crazy move, but think about his actions, he has always been safe. Is there really a killer weapon to suppress the nine masters of Guixu Realm?
Song Zhaoyang also reacted: "Mr. Leng, don't you go with them?"
Leng Fei shook his head: "I'll explore the way first, and I won't wait for them anymore. Your Majesty, I'll say goodbye!"
Tang Lan stared at him, showing a worried look.
She couldn't see Leng Fei's future. As a saint, she always felt that this was a great irony and God's punishment for herself.
Other people's life and death are not worth mentioning than Leng Fei's life and death. But you can see others, but you will always be afraid of what you cannot see Leng Fei.
Song Zhaoyang hugged his fists in a daze.
Leng Fei smiled at Tang Lan and glanced at Tang Xiaoyue and Tang Xiaoxing.
Tang Xiaoyue and Tang Xiaoxing nodded quickly, understood what Leng Fei meant and asked them to take good care of the lady.
Leng Fei disappeared in a flash.
"This..." Song Zhaoyang looked at Tang Lan.
Tang Lan stared at the direction where Leng Fei disappeared and remained silent.
The atmosphere of Butian Temple was so serious that it was so quiet that the needle could be heard. Song Zhaoyang didn't dare to breathe loudly. As an emperor, he had never experienced it like this.
"Miss, the prince consort will not be in trouble." Tang Xiaoyue whispered: "He will not take action without full confidence."
Tang Lan remained silent.
Tang Xiaoxing whispered: "Even if you lose, the prince consort can escape back."
"That's it." Song Zhaoyang quickly agreed.
Tang Lan sighed and said, "It was not his business, but he just took it on his own..."
Tang Xiaoyue said: "Miss, don't think too much, the prince consort will be back soon!"
"I hope so." Tang Lan turned around and entered the room, knelt in front of a statue of a goddess, lowered his head and did not move.
Song Zhaoyang reluctantly withdrew from Butian Temple.
Now he only hopes that six masters of Guixu Realm can arrive in advance and take action as soon as possible. Otherwise, if Leng Fei really dies in Zhenjun Mountain, the saint will be finished.
Whether there is a saint or not is completely different, so Leng Fei cannot have any trouble, and he must save his life even if he is not good.
Leng Fei flashed on a towering peak, surrounded by snow, which was a world of ice and snow.
The huge peaks are continuous like a silver dragon, circling in the distance, and iglooes are built on the back of the silver dragon, shining in the sun.
Hearing the movement, a group of soldiers came out of the igloo, with about fifty people looking at Leng Fei vigilantly.
Leng Fei raised the black iron plate and sang: "Don't pay attention to me, you are the ones who are busy with you."
In the sun, the iron plate emits a dark luster.
After seeing this, the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief, hugged their fists and retreated back to the igloo.
Leng Fei looked around alone and looked far away.
His eyes suddenly condensed and landed on the nine figures floating like eagles in the distance, and disappeared suddenly the next moment.
The nine figures that were sweeping lightly in the distance suddenly looked up, but did not notice anything unusual, so they continued to rush.
"Be careful, this should be the border." A rough and rich middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Although the southern border is weak, it is not without masters."
Chapter completed!