Chapter 458: All the powerful men gathered in the Demon Fire Plain!
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Qing Shui Shi Xiong
Chapter 458: All the powerful men gathered in the Demon Fire Plain!
Lord of the Hall of Souls!
These four simple words have an extremely huge reputation in this Zhongzhou, even if this reputation is accumulated by countless bloodshed.
In that distant era, the Master of the Soul Palace once bloodbathed dozens of sects in one night.
That night, rivers of blood flowed and corpses lay everywhere. Five experts who had reached the peak of two-star fighting saints all died in embarrassment in his hands.
At this moment, this heroic figure who once had a terrible reputation that shocked the entire Zhongzhou was quietly suspended in the sky.
His gaze was like a sitting old monk, without any fluctuation. No matter whether the gazes from the outside world were in awe or hatred, he never diverted his gaze.
"Haha, this guy is quite good at pretending!"
Glancing in the direction of the Master of the Soul Palace, Chen Feng showed a smile on his lips.
"Young man, you are very good, but it's a pity..."
Hun Miesheng seemed to have noticed Chen Feng's gaze just now. He opened his eyes and smiled at Chen Feng and said something.
The second part of his sentence was naturally meant to say that it was a pity that Morrowind had become friends with the eldest lady of the ancient clan, and was destined to become the soul clan's great enemy.
"This person has extraordinary strength and has many connections. Not only does he have the support of Xingyun Pavilion and Burning Flame Valley, but he also has connections with the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. He even has good relations with the Ancient Clan!"
At this moment, the person next to Hun Mie Sheng spoke.
"Well, this person's talent is not much worse than that of you, the young patriarch!"
Hun Mie Sheng nodded and looked at the person beside him.
This person's face looks about 30 years old, and his face is slightly younger, but there is no expression on his face, neither joy nor sadness, which makes people feel that this person's facial expressions have become rigid.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing is this person's eyes.
His eyes were black, and they were an extremely pure black. There was no white at all in his eyes, and what was left was just a mass of ink-like blackness.
Looking from a distance, it was as if two black beads were forcibly embedded in the eye sockets. Being stared at by those eyes, a chill came from his heart.
"He is a difficult opponent, but I should be able to kill him."
The man in black said slowly.
"Haha, that's natural. Although the young patriarch is in the late stage of the Two-Star Dou Saint, even I may not be able to defeat him. It is easy to kill Chen Feng, who is in the late stage of the One-Star Dou Saint. It seems that in the future, this will happen The position of leader of the Soul Clan should belong to the Young Clan Leader."
On the other side, the deputy master of the Soul Palace said with a smile.
Hearing this, the young man in black robe was speechless. The flattery of the deputy master of the Soul Palace was obviously a bit too much.
The Hun Heavenly Emperor has controlled the Hun clan for thousands of years, and is so powerful that even the soul's death is terrifying.
It's too early to talk about this topic now.
Soon after, several more figures came to this area. The Yan Clan and the Ancient Clan all sent Dou Sage warriors and some younger generation geniuses to come here.
According to the clan agreement, the two clans did not send more than four-star fighting saints to the Demon Fire Plain.
According to the understanding of these ancient races, even if they cannot obtain the Pure Lotus Demon Fire themselves, they cannot let others obtain it.
"Those mighty ones, although they haven't shown themselves, they must still be watching here!"
Seeing the arrival of these people, Hun Miesheng smiled faintly, but then raised his head and looked into the empty space, as if someone was entrenched in that empty place.
(End of this chapter)
Lord of the Hall of Souls!
These four simple words have an extremely huge reputation in this Zhongzhou, even if this reputation is accumulated by countless bloodshed.
In that distant era, the Master of the Soul Palace once bloodbathed dozens of sects in one night.
That night, rivers of blood flowed and corpses lay everywhere. Five experts who had reached the peak of two-star fighting saints all died in embarrassment in his hands.
At this moment, this heroic figure who once had a terrible reputation that shocked the entire Zhongzhou was quietly suspended in the sky.
His gaze was like a sitting old monk, without any fluctuation. No matter whether the gazes from the outside world were in awe or hatred, he never diverted his gaze.
"Haha, this guy is quite good at pretending!"
Glancing in the direction of the Master of the Soul Palace, Chen Feng showed a smile on his lips.
"Young man, you are very good, but it's a pity..."
Hun Miesheng seemed to have noticed Chen Feng's gaze just now. He opened his eyes and smiled at Chen Feng and said something.
The second part of his sentence was naturally meant to say that it was a pity that Morrowind had become friends with the eldest lady of the ancient clan, and was destined to become the soul clan's great enemy.
"This person has extraordinary strength and has many connections. Not only does he have the support of Xingyun Pavilion and Burning Flame Valley, but he also has connections with the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan. He even has good relations with the Ancient Clan!"
At this moment, the person next to Hun Mie Sheng spoke.
"Well, this person's talent is not much worse than that of you, the young patriarch!"
Hun Mie Sheng nodded and looked at the person beside him.
This person's face looks about 30 years old, and his face is slightly younger, but there is no expression on his face, neither joy nor sadness, which makes people feel that this person's facial expressions have become rigid.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing is this person's eyes.
His eyes were black, and they were an extremely pure black. There was no white at all in his eyes, and what was left was just a mass of ink-like blackness.
Looking from a distance, it was as if two black beads were forcibly embedded in the eye sockets. Being stared at by those eyes, a chill came from his heart.
"He is a difficult opponent, but I should be able to kill him."
The man in black said slowly.
"Haha, that's natural. Although the young patriarch is in the late stage of the Two-Star Dou Saint, even I may not be able to defeat him. It is easy to kill Chen Feng, who is in the late stage of the One-Star Dou Saint. It seems that in the future, this will happen The position of leader of the Soul Clan should belong to the Young Clan Leader."
On the other side, the deputy master of the Soul Palace said with a smile.
Hearing this, the young man in black robe was speechless. The flattery of the deputy master of the Soul Palace was obviously a bit too much.
The Hun Heavenly Emperor has controlled the Hun clan for thousands of years, and is so powerful that even the soul's death is terrifying.
It's too early to talk about this topic now.
Soon after, several more figures came to this area. The Yan Clan and the Ancient Clan all sent Dou Sage warriors and some younger generation geniuses to come here.
According to the clan agreement, the two clans did not send more than four-star fighting saints to the Demon Fire Plain.
According to the understanding of these ancient races, even if they cannot obtain the Pure Lotus Demon Fire themselves, they cannot let others obtain it.
"Those mighty ones, although they haven't shown themselves, they must still be watching here!"
Seeing the arrival of these people, Hun Miesheng smiled faintly, but then raised his head and looked into the empty space, as if someone was entrenched in that empty place.
(End of this chapter)
