"Senior Martial Brother Jiu, you come from the Thousand Darkness Sacred Sect and specialize in the Dao of the Soul. Only you can deal with that brat. "
A genius from a two-star sect suggested.
Hearing this, the other geniuses from the other sacred lands all agreed.
Even the youth at the Sovereign Lord level nodded in agreement.
Zhao Feng came from the three-star Mystic True Sacred Clan, and normal geniuses from two-star sects didn't dare to offend him.
Everyone's eyes landed on the wrinkled Senior Martial Brother Jiu.
"Okay!"
Senior Martial Brother Jiu's eyes flashed.
Amongst these people, he was the most experienced and powerful.
Purple Smoke Lake.
Zhao Feng sat on the ancient crocodile, and many Demonic fish were active in the nearby waters.
For now.
He didn't dare to go deep into the Purple Smoke Lake, so he only searched around the perimeter of the lake.
"According to the information, there are even more powerful beasts in the depths of the Purple Smoke Lake, including the legendary Mermaid Race and the mysterious palace at the bottom of the lake."
Zhao Feng's eyes twinkled.
His first step was to search around the perimeter of the Purple Smoke Lake.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A large number of Demonic fish searched for treasures in the nearby waters.
The Purple Scaled Grass was still his main target.
Although most of the other treasures were also valuable, they couldn't increase Zhao Feng's strength in a short period of time.
"Fifty-eight … sixty … sixty-three …"
Zhao Feng counted the Purple Scaled Grass that he had obtained.
For now.
He had used more than thirty Purple Scaled Grass, which combined with the Ancient Dream Realm aura, created a defensive bloodline.
His thoughts moved.
A layer of dark purple scales appeared on Zhao Feng's body, as if he was wearing a close-fitting "scaled armor."
"This defensive bloodline only increases defense and physical strength, but it doesn't have any offensive abilities. However, this bloodline can make it easier for me to merge into the Purple Smoke Lake. "
Zhao Feng found an unexpected benefit.
After all.
The Purple Scaled Grass was a product of the Purple Smoke Lake.
Zhao Feng had used a large amount of Purple Scaled Grass, and this defensive bloodline was more suitable for the water, especially the Purple Smoke Lake.
Now.
Even if Zhao Feng was in Purple Smoke Lake, the aquatic creatures in the lake would not treat him as an outsider.
Imperceptibly, the pressure of being hated was reduced by more than half.
"I'll enter the depths of the Purple Smoke Lake after I've collected a total of 100 stalks of Purple Scaled Grass."
Zhao Feng calculated in his heart.
Just as he was thinking.
Poof!
On the other side of the lake, a thick dragon-shaped skeleton floated on the surface of the water. It carried five or six people and approached them.
"Hmm? Ghost Corpse Secret Art? "
Zhao Feng turned to look.
There were five or six geniuses from the Sacred Lands standing on the dragon-shaped skeleton.
The two leading Supremacies were Withered Face Senior Brother Jiu and the other young man.
The other four were at the late-stage and peak Small Origin Core Realms.
This group of people came menacingly, their eyes flashing with greed.
"Tsk tsk, junior surnamed Zhao, you've monopolized a large amount of Purple Scale Grass, monopolizing a large area of precious materials and treasures. You've really made us envious."
Senior Brother Jiu said in a strange tone.
"What do you want?"
Zhao Feng's sharp gaze was like a cold blade.
The people on the dragon-shaped skeleton all felt a coldness.
With Zhao Feng's current bloodline, just a glance from him could pressure normal Sovereigns.
"What do we want? We want to buy some Purple Scale Grass. "
Senior Brother Jiu wasn't scared.
With his middle-stage Great Origin Core Realm cultivation and his knowledge of the Dao of the Soul, he wasn't scared of a Small Origin Core Realm with talent in the soul.
Buy?
Zhao Feng squinted his eyes and scanned over these people.
These people were obviously here to make trouble under the guise of buying.
The value of Purple Scale Grass was immeasurable in the outside world.
One stalk of Purple Scale Grass was worth close to a middle-grade Earth-Grade weapon.
To create a defensive bloodline, one would need at least a dozen or even twenty to be safe.
"How about this? We'll buy one stalk of Purple Scale Grass for ten thousand high-grade Primal Crystal Stones."
Senior Brother Jiu said.
"Ten thousand high-grade Primal Crystal Stones?"
Some of the geniuses of the sacred grounds who were watching from the shore almost choked.
Ten thousand high-grade Primal Crystal Stones probably couldn't even buy a single root of Purple Scale Grass.
This was blatant extortion.
"Fuck off."
Zhao Feng couldn't be bothered with them.
However, it was obvious that Senior Brother Jiu and company had come prepared.
They hadn't left yet. Instead, they were causing trouble nearby.
For example, they were disrupting the movements of the Demonic fish so that Zhao Feng couldn't take them.
A few of the Demonic Fish were slaughtered by these people.
"Hmph!"
Zhao Feng's expression became grim, but he smiled instead of getting angry.
That was fine. His goal was to dominate the Purple Smoke Lake, so he would use these people to establish his dominance.
"Go!"
With a thought, Zhao Feng controlled twenty ancient crocodiles to charge toward Senior Brother Jiu and company.
The battle-power of the twenty ancient crocodiles were all comparable to peak Small Origin Core Realms, and they charged forward at the same time.
The expressions of Senior Brother Jiu and company changed dramatically.
The four geniuses below the Great Origin Core Realm instantly started to panic.
The ancient crocodiles had the advantage of being in the lake, and their charge instantly scattered everyone.
"Kill the leader!"
Senior Brother Jiu roared as two Sovereign Lords passed by the crocodiles and charged toward Zhao Feng.
If they fought head-on against twenty crocodiles and hundreds of Demonic fish, even the two Sovereign Lords would feel their scalps go numb.
However.
They understood the principle of capturing the leader first.
Zhao Feng was the commander of this army. As long as they killed him, everything would collapse, and they would be able to benefit from it.
There was no simpler strategy than this.
The two Great Origin Core Realm Sovereign Lords charged toward Zhao Feng one after the other.
The Sword Dao youth was at the front, and he was responsible for charging.
Senior Martial Brother Jiu controlled the Sovereign Lord golden skeleton, and at the same time, he used a Soul Dao secret technique to try and disrupt Zhao Feng's control over the army.
"Not good …!"
On the shore, the female beast tamer's eyes were filled with unwillingness.
As a beast tamer, she knew best that cultivators like her who practiced the 'Dao Control' were most afraid of the strong enemy's' decapitation 'strategy.
How could Zhao Feng safely retreat from the attacks of two Sovereign Lord level geniuses?
"Appear!"
Zhao Feng sat still as a black flag appeared in his hand.
Shua!
With a wave of the black flag, the Hundred Cursed Corpses appeared. Thick gray smoke accompanied by the Ghost Corpse's resentment enveloped a radius of several dozen meters.
"Sii!"
Just as the young swordsman got close, he was suppressed by the dense cloud of ghost flames.
Countless bloodied hands reached out from the ghostly flames and reached into the Sword Dao youth's body.
At this moment.
Each of Zhao Feng's Ghost Corpse Cursed Ghost Corpses had reached the half-step Origin Core Realm, and they had merged with the aura of the Ancient Dream Realm.
The swordsman had just charged in, and his body felt cold. His essence, qi, and soul were constantly being drained.
His battle prowess was instantly weakened by thirty to forty percent.
Moreover, as time passed, his combat strength would continue to weaken. After ten breaths of time, he might turn into a pile of bones.
"Curse of a Hundred Corpses? Watch me — "
Senior apprentice-brother Jiu laughed evilly and controlled the golden skeleton to charge into the Ghost Corpse Curse.
The Golden Skeleton charged into the Curse Formation and was not affected much.
So …
The Ghost Corpse Curse didn't have much of an effect on dead creatures that were also ghost-corpses.
Furthermore, this golden skeleton was at the Great Origin Core Realm.
As such.
Zhao Feng still had to face a complete High Lord and a weakened High Lord Sword Cultivator.
"As long as I can successfully decapitate him in a short period of time, I'll be able to kill him. Everything can be broken. "
Senior Brother Jiu's heart was as clear as a mirror.
However, in the next instant, a scream came from the Hundred Corpses Cursed Formation.
"Ah!"
The young man was cut by a dark purple blade of light that was as thin as a cicada's wing.
"Blade of Purple Destruction!"
The dark purple blade in Zhao Feng's hand released an aura of Destruction and slashed toward the young man.
Although the youth was at the early-stage Great Origin Core Realm and his battle-power was stronger than normal Sovereign Lords, his senses were greatly restricted in the cursed array.
"How …?"
The Sword Dao youth's eyes widened in disbelief. How could Zhao Feng have the energy to attack him while controlling the array?
Furthermore, the attack was extremely fast.
Of course, he didn't know that Zhao Feng cultivated the Ten Thousand Divine Thoughts Technique, which allowed him to control the Ghost Corpse Cursed Formation with one hand and attack with the other.
Whoosh!
After his attack succeeded, Zhao Feng's figure vanished.
The Sword Dao youth's figure started to sway, and he wanted to escape, but he was surrounded by thick clouds of ghost-flames.
Being fatally injured, the Sword Dao youth wouldn't be able to break through in a short amount of time.
His Great Origin Core Realm energy was quickly drained away, becoming fertilizer for the cursed array.
Within the Ghost Corpse Cursed Formation:
Zhao Feng only needed to face the golden skeleton, which was at the Sovereign Lord level.
"Purple Destruction Wind Lightning Whip!"
A dark purple whip condensed in Zhao Feng's hand that was even more condensed than before and wrapped around the golden skeleton with a Bam!
The power of the Dao of Lightning countered ghost-corpses.
On top of that, Zhao Feng's Purple Destruction Wind Lightning contained an aura of Destruction.
The Core Core within his body had completely crystallized, and it was comparable to a Sovereign Lord. The Purple Destruction True Yuan was even closer to the origin of the Ancient Dream Realm, and its power had surpassed the limits of its original form.
Whoosh!
Black smoke rose from the golden skeleton as it struggled with all its might.
"Kneel!"
Zhao Feng roared as he thrust his palm toward the golden skeleton. His physical strength was like that of a giant beast.
At this moment:
Zhao Feng's state of existence was close to that of a King, but his physical strength had surpassed logic with the help of the Ancient Dream Realm aura, the heart blood essence, and the Purple Scaled Grass.
He thrust out his palm, and a surge of ancient bloodline aura radiated from it.
Creak!
The golden skeleton was suppressed to the point that it couldn't move. The pressure spread from its body to its consciousness.
"Ice Imperial Seal!"
A crystal-like seal appeared on Zhao Feng's other palm, and the Ice Imperial power enveloped the golden skeleton. Sizzle!
Sizzle!
A layer of frost appeared on the golden skeleton's body under the pressure of the extreme cold.
Plop!
The golden skeleton was pressed onto the surface of the ancient crocodile by Zhao Feng.
"Brat, don't even think about it ~ ~ ~!"
Senior Martial Brother Jiu's expression changed dramatically as he roared.
At this moment:
He couldn't care less about the Curse of a Hundred Corpse and charged in to save his golden skeleton.
That was a Sovereign Lord-level ghostly skeleton!
"Hmph!"
Zhao Feng didn't bother with it. He merged with the Ice Imperial Spear and unleashed the full power of his Ice-Water Bloodline.
Sizzle!
The golden skeleton's body turned into ice, and it was soon placed in a six-sided crystal seal.
"Stop!"
Senior Martial Brother Jiu leaped over and slammed his palm onto Zhao Feng's body.
However, Zhao Feng didn't move.
Weng ~ ~
A layer of dark purple scales appeared on his body, as if he was a dragonscale warrior.
Peng!
The palm of a Great Origin Core Realm seemed to have hit him.
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