Chapter 462 Dead Tree Snow Eagle

While lamenting the fall of the kingdom, Feng Xiaotian immediately rolled up the map and put it into his soul guide.

At this point, they had everything they needed, including a map and a compass to indicate the direction, so they could get out of the desert at any time.

Next, they just need to find a safe place, carefully check the contents on the map, and then continue their experience.

"Let's go, our exploration ends here." Feng Xiaotian patted everyone's shoulders and walked out of the treasure house.

There is no need to stay any longer, so it is better to leave early before too many people discover this place.

The crowd didn't stay any longer and retreated in the direction they came from.

As soon as they walked into the passage, everyone could clearly feel the movement coming from the passage on the other side.

The movement was so great that even from a distance one could feel the spreading fluctuations of soul power.

Feng Xiaotian walked in front of everyone and set up a soul power barrier to help everyone resist the aftermath of the soul power. "Four peak soul saints are fighting. It seems that someone followed us when we entered the hall."

Feng Xiaotian frowned slightly. Fortunately, that group of people did not collide with them, otherwise it would not be so easy to escape unscathed in such a small space.

He urged, "Let's go quickly. The noise here will attract other people's attention."

Without stopping, everyone rushed towards the exit.

The walls of the treasure house must be extremely hard, and it would be unrealistic to break through the wall and escape.

When Feng Xiaotian and others ran out of the treasure house, they ran into another group of people who had rushed over after hearing the news.

This was a team of two people, and the hunchbacked old man leading them was the guy who had spoken rudely to Huo Wu and the other two earlier.

"Damn, I ran into him again." Ah Fei sighed.

However, he had wanted to take action against this old guy for a long time, but he didn't expect to collide with him.

"So it's you. I haven't exercised for a long time." A gleam of sharpness flashed across the old man's cloudy eyes, and a dry wooden cane appeared in his hand.

Yellow, purple, black, black, eight soul rings appeared under their feet.

The old man's eighth soul ring is lighter in color than his sixth soul ring, and it is obvious that his eighth soul ring is very young.

The middle-aged man next to him also activated his martial soul. The man’s martial soul was a vulture, which was a seven-ring soul saint.

"Although I don't know the situation down there, but since you were able to get out from there, you must have gained a lot of wealth. Hand over your property and get out of here, and I might let you go." The old man licked the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't intend to waste too much soul power on Feng Xiaotian and the others.

"Deadwood Snow Eagle! I didn't expect it to be you." Feng Xiaotian frowned slightly.

He was the oldest among their group.

More than 20 years ago, the Dead Wood Snow Eagle was notorious on the mainland. Just saying his name could make a child stop crying.

At that time, he was only at the Soul Saint level, and later disappeared from the continent.

At first, Feng Xiaotian did not recognize his identity until he revealed his martial spirit.

Xue Ying laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people who remember my fame. It's a pity that the Spirit Hall is too strong. Even if I break through to Soul Douluo, I can't shake them. However, I am more than enough to deal with you little guys who grew up listening to my stories."

His eighth spirit ring was from a 15,000-year-old spirit beast he found in this desert. Although the age was very low, he was forced to choose this spirit ring in order to successfully advance.

Now that the ruins have been unearthed, as long as he can get the map and the wealth, he can still live a carefree and happy life after he gets out.

Huo Wushuang and the others were much younger than Feng Xiaotian, so they had never heard of the name of the Withered Wood Snow Eagle since they could remember.

However, they are not to be bullied.

Feng Xiaotian's face was calm, and he couldn't help but say, "When I was very young, I was indeed afraid when I heard your name, but it's different now. We have grown up now. The so-called Dead Wood Snow Eagle, you are old now, and we have no reason to be afraid of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Gale Two-Headed Wolf Martial Spirit appeared behind him, and eight soul rings of yellow, purple, black and black appeared under his feet.

Among them, the eighth soul ring revealed a hint of blood red, and it was obvious that the soul ring was extremely old.

Huo Wushuang and others also activated their martial spirits.

Except for Bai Chenxiang, the others are at the Soul Saint level.

Xue Ying and the middle-aged man beside him were dumbfounded. When did Soul Saints and Soul Douluo become so young? Could it be that during the years they were exiled, the cultivation methods of soul masters on the mainland had made a qualitative leap?

Young and strong are better than young ones, not to mention that Feng Xiaotian's eighth soul ring is much older than Snow Eagle's eighth soul ring. In the next battle, no matter how the two sides fight, the old man will not be Feng Xiaotian's opponent.

Is this a big deal?

"Haha, let's talk it over. Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth." The old man laughed and his attitude took a 180-degree turn.

However, Ah Fei seemed to want to ignore him.

Before Feng Xiaotian could speak, the seventh soul ring under A Fei's feet suddenly lit up.

The Wind Eagle Martial Spirit spread its wings and flew, instantly knocking the old man back.

Feng Xiaotian didn't think about saying goodbye, as the Dead Wood Snow Eagle was notorious on the mainland back then.

Feng Xiaotian did not comment on the Spirit Hall’s punishment of exile, but now that he has the power, he should make such evil people stay here forever.

You know, with the strength of the other Soul Douluo, it is very likely that he will stand out in the next competition. In the treasure house just now, Feng Xiaotian and others did not look closely after finding the map. There might be another map inside.

Allowing such evil people to return to the mainland would be the greatest disaster!

"The seventh soul skill, the true form of the martial soul." The figure of the two-headed wolf rose from the ground.

The six of them were originally one, and except for Bai Chenxiang, the others all activated their martial spirit true forms.

Feng Xiaotian took the initiative to fight against the Snow Eagle, A Fei faced the man with the Vulture Spirit, and the other four guarded around the battlefield to keep the situation under control for them.

The battle was so loud that the ruins of the entire palace were clearly visible.

However, even if there are strong Soul Douluo warriors among these people, they will not join the battle at this time.

There is a lot of wealth in the palace, so there is no need to hang people in one place.

……

"Young man, don't really think that I'm afraid of you." Xue Ying said with a gloomy face and a timid tone.

In the previous fight, he had clearly felt that he was out of his depth. Feng Xiaotian was no match for him in terms of speed or attack.

"It is precisely because I know what you did back then that I have no reason to let you go."

"Wind Realm, open!"

The domain was formed, and sand and wind suddenly blew up over the entire palace ruins.

Those who possessed a domain were all outstanding in the world of soul masters. Xue Ying's soul power level was similar to Feng Xiaotian's, but with the blessing of the domain, he was firmly suppressed by Feng Xiaotian.