Chapter 895 Reaction

The ** in the Shengxian Pool is actually a magical power, which can constantly refine the soul and body, making it more integrated with the original power of the ancient fairyland world.

Lin Feng's mind was suddenly wrapped in golden **, and his whole mind fell into a deep dormancy. Only his physical strength, the original power of the soul was slowly improving, and the half-imperial spirit on his body became stronger and stronger.

In the Wuhuang's quiet room, there are already 13 more people, all of whom have a strong breath and a half-imperial atmosphere. They knelt down respectfully and bowed in front of Emperor Wu.

"How's the investigation going?"

One of the hidden emperors quickly replied, "My disciples have been searching for two years. The Thunder Palace does not seem to have been inherited by the hegemonic emperor. It should have been framed."

"Oh, have you found out the people of the Holy Land?"

"The disciple's incompetence failed to find any clues related to the Holy Land of Killing. Emperor Wu, it is also strange to say that someone seems to be tricking in the whole thing. According to the information received by the disciples, the Love Emperor's Hall, the Human Emperor's Hall, the Demon Emperor's Point, and the Demon Emperor's Hall did not send disciples to investigate. The other nine emperors secretly sent out the hidden emperor's disciples to inquire about the final whereabouts of the overlord's treasure, but none of them got the exact information.

Emperor Wu was obviously meditating and said for a long time, "I already know this matter. By the way, why haven't you solved the killer gate that is intertated between the Wuhuang continent and the Daohuang continent?"

Emperor Wu seemed to be a little angry, and all the disciples of the Hidden Emperor oozed sweat on their foreheads.

"Forget it, the most powerful of you is only thirty-six robbery magic power, and the master of the killer door already has thirty-seven robbery magic power. Even if you go together, you may not be his opponents. Go to the hunting union and release the task. Who can get rid of the master of the killer's door, a top-grade Taoist weapon, ten immortal slaves, and a soul elixir.

"Yes, the disciple will do it now."

"We should also pay close attention to all the abnormalities in the three emperors of the continent of human beings, demons, and report any news immediately. You all go out. I need to be closed.

Thirteen hidden emperor disciples carefully withdrew from the secret room, each of whom was sweating profusely. They were under too much pressure in front of Emperor Wu.

"Big brother, we were summoned by Emperor Wu as soon as we came back. Why did she leave the customs so early this time?"

"Wu Mei's sister reported that it had something to do with the Feng Ling. It seemed that the person Wu Huang valued really had two brushes. He made a life-and-death contract with Song Gangxian of the Blood Emperor's Hall in front of the Wuhuang Hall and sacrificed him alive. Now with the consent of the Emperor Wu, he has entered the Shengxian Pool to refine. After successfully coming out, his strength should be good.

"I've also heard that Feng Ling's head is mysterious. The secret skill of defeating Song Gang Xianzun seems to be the Tianlong attack of the Tianlong clan. How can he understand this secret? In addition, he also cultivated the astral road of the Protoss and cultivated the body into a divine body. Who do you think has such a great ability to integrate the body? A woman said doubtfully.

"Don't guess randomly. Emperor Wu has already figured it out, and we can do our own things well. We must find a way to eradicate the master of the killer's door. I'm going to go to the Daohuang Hall and discuss it with their hidden emperor. The cancer must be eradicated.

The news of the life-and-death war in front of the Wuhuang Hall spread in a strange way. Soon this news appeared in the emergence of hunters. The hunting union gathered strong people from different continents, and they spread the news back to their respective forces in different ways.

The name of Feng Ling seems to be a real rise in one day.

In the distant ghost emperor hall, the fangs are carefully looking at the message sent back. She has been promoted to the level of 25 disasters and is qualified to enter the ghost palace to discuss affairs.

Sitting on the high-headed dragon chair is a man with wide eyebrows and a big figure. His skin flashed with moist light, the corners of his eyes were high and evil, and the sharpness converged.

"Sister Fang, you have met that Feng Ling. What do you think of this person's strength?"

"Brother Hui, the Fengling is sharp and restrained. Two years ago, in the Wuwang City, he had an insoluble feud with the immortals of the Blood Emperor's Hall twice in the valley of Death. At that time, the strength he showed was the peak of the twenty-nine disasters. Later, when the Overlord's Treasure was born, we lost his trace, but we didn't expect that he would sacrifice Song Gangxian alive in front of the Wuhuang Hall two years later.

The former bodyguard of the Ghost Emperor's Hall, the stabbing tooth fairy, also looked at the information carefully, "The ghost impermanent brother entered the overlord's treasure last time, and the injury was not healed, and I temporarily replaced him to preside over daily affairs. The overlord treasure was born. Although we have obtained a lot of treasures, it is a pity that we have not been able to get the most important inheritance of the overlord's Taoism and the complete set of fairy weapons. The ghost emperor is also closed all year round without any instructions. Let's report this matter to the hermit brothers first and let them decide. In addition, brothers and sisters, you should speed up the pace of receiving Luo's disciples and bring all the potential disciples into the Ghost Emperor Hall to cultivate them well, so as to cope with the war of the Thirteen Emperors' Alliance three thousand years later.

After the prickly tooth fairy said, the whole person disappeared ghostly.

Love Emperor's Hall, the atmosphere is calm and gentle. Musashi Immortal Zun, Chuanji Xian Zun, Five Girls, and many Immortal disciples who had returned a long time gathered together. They looked a little surprised, a little happy, and a little admirable.

"I didn't expect that Brother Feng Ling had become a hidden emperor, but this time he also completely had a death feud with the Blood Emperor Hall. I don't know if this is a good thing?"

"Big boss, I have been thinking about his origin, but I have found many traces of the emperor or even the king in him. I don't understand. By the way, what are the instructions of the love emperor?

"Let nature take its course." Musashi Xianzun thought for a moment and turned his head to look at the five girls who had been silent. "Sister, what do you think of that Feng Ling?"

The fifth girl shook her head gently and said nothing.

"Well, it is estimated that all the imperial continents have got the news about this matter. At this moment, the Blood Emperor's Hall is estimated to be a pot of porridge."

Musashi Xianzun is right. The Blood Emperor's Hall is indeed a pot of porridge. Song Gang Xianzun was the former commander-in-chief of the bodyguard. Because he wanted to sprint to the hidden imperial realm, he abdiced and gave up the sage. Who knew that when he went out, he couldn't even leave the bones.

The current bodyguard of the Blood Emperor Hall is a middle-aged woman. The years still leave clear traces on her face. There are crow's feet between the corners of her eyes, but there is a mature and enchanting charm all over her body. Her every move reveals **, all kinds of amorous feelings.

All the immortals in the Blood Emperor's Hall dare not say anything. Song Gang Xianzun is a double monk couple of the new bodyguard. He was sacrificed alive, and the most blown was naturally the bodyguard in front of him. But what can she do? She is just a fairy with twenty-nine divine power, and she has no ability to avenge that Feng Ling.

In fact, they all know another little news, that is, Song Teng Xianzun and her also have bad rumors. It seems that the two of them have an affair in private. Tragically, although Song Teng, who has the potential to become an emperor, is not dead, his whole road has been disintegrated. Being able to survive is an extra gift from God.

"Why are you dumb?"

The immortals in the hall looked at each other, and no one took the initiative to stand up.

"Don't you even have the most clumsy idea?"

"Sister Yingxin, it is better to report this matter to Brother Yinhuang. Only when they come forward can solve this matter. After all, that Feng Ling has become a hidden emperor. Even if all the immortal guards of our Blood Emperor's Hall go together, I'm afraid they won't take advantage of it at all. A disciple of a fairy who was very close to the bodyguard Yingxin Xianzun said bravely.

"Sister Yingxin, although we can't kill the Feng Ling, we can try to issue a task reward. Whoever can get his head can get a high reward. Although we don't have high-grade Taoist weapons or elixirs, we can produce a lot of slave immortals. As long as the number is enough, we will definitely impress some strong hermit emperors. After all, the slave immortal is demoted by the emperor and will not cause any trouble. Another woman, Xianzun, said bravely.

"Slave immortals? You can try this. Well, it seems that you don't have a better way. I'm going to ask Brother Yin. The heroic immortals glanced at the many immortals in the hall and snorted away.

The most depressing thing is the many immortals in the Leihuang Hall, but they are angry but don't know how to get out. The person who planted the culprit did not know where he came from, especially the old man who claimed to be the holy land of the slaughter. His identity was complicated and confusing. They had no clue after two years of investigation.

"Don't worry about this matter. Brother Yinhuang has said something, and they have taken over this matter. Now that our Leihuang Hall has become the target of public criticism, what we have to do is to keep a low profile and wait until the thunder emperor comes out of the customs.

The Thirteen Emperors Hall is performing the same scene, but Lin Feng doesn't know anything at this moment.

The past of a day, one year, two years, three years... Ten years have passed. Lin Feng in the Shengxian Pool of Wuhuang Hall has not woken up yet, and the golden ** of Shengxian Pool under him has not decreased at all, as if the source will never be withered.

Another ten years have passed, and the Wuhuang Hall is calm. All the immortals and disciples are in retreat and out. Only the chief bodyguard Wu Mei Xianzun has been waiting for Lin Feng to get out of the customs.

"Senior sister, the potential of Feng Ling is really terrible. It has been quenched for 20 years and has not been out of the customs. You should know that a hermit senior brother in our Wuhuang Hall has only been quenched for 12 years. I don't know what level he will transform into after 20 years of refining?

Wu Mei Xianzun gently pressed his eyebrows, "You'd better be less careful about Feng Ling. Recently, the action of the killer door is getting bigger and bigger, and the hand is getting longer and longer. My Wuhuang Hall has lost a good immortal disciple in recent years. I don't know what those hidden emperor brothers are doing?"