"Ancient Rakshasa?"
Feng Wuchen and the others immediately looked at Nine Gloom. Even Mie Po and Tian Sha did the same.
"The Rakshasa race still has ancient beings?" Tian Sha asked in shock.
Nine Gloom nodded slightly and said, "They do exist. I once heard the old leader talk about ancient things. Ancient Rakshasa was one of them. The Spirit Guardian race attacked the living. Perhaps they are interested in the bloodline of the Ancient Rakshasa. The bloodline of the Spirit Guardian race is special. They can devour other bloodlines to improve their own."
"Xiaoxiao has not awakened her ancient bloodline. She has only awakened her God Race bloodline." Feng Wuchen shook his head.
Nine Gloom said, "Perhaps it will awaken soon. Otherwise, the Spirit Guardian race would not have targeted her. This time, they probably found the best opportunity to capture someone in the Chamber of Commerce."
"Xiaoxiao and I went to look for jewelry. Big Brother Feng and the others were at the Chamber of Commerce," Miao Qingqing said.
"That's it." Nine Gloom nodded.
After a pause, Nine Gloom continued, "Chen, you are the descendant of the Ancient Dragon Gods. The Spirit Guardian race has probably been watching you for a long time. They just don't dare to attack you."
"It seems that it is not as simple as teasing. They have been planning this for a long time. Previously, there were probably people from the Spirit Guardian race who were secretly monitoring the Dragon God Temple. However, we all thought that they were sent by the seven Overgods." Feng Wuchen's expression was extremely cold.
Feng Wuchen had been wondering why they only captured Ling Xiaoxiao and not Miao Qingqing. Miao Qingqing was definitely a rare beauty. Now that she knew about the Spirit Guardian race, everything made sense.
"Big Brother Feng, what do we do now? We don't even know where the Spirit Guardian race is, "Liu Qingyang asked anxiously.
"If the Spirit Guardian race dares to touch Xiaoxiao, then there is no need for them to exist," Feng Wuchen said coldly. Ling Xiaoxiao was Feng Wuchen's reverse scale. Anyone who touched her would die.
Nine Gloom and the others did not doubt the power of Feng Wuchen's words at all.
The Spirit Guardian race was indeed powerful. The seven Overgods were like ants before them.
However, in front of the Great Sovereign, the Spiritguard race was still nothing more than an ant.
Shan Tong had the terrifying strength to crush the Great Master God and Qian Hun. Feng Wuchen did not fear a mere Spiritguard.
After leaving the Godslayer Palace, Feng Wuchen's group of four arrived at a mountain peak.
Swish!
A black figure appeared in a flash. He wore a black brocade robe and had a very respectful expression.
"Have you found anything?" Feng Wuchen asked.
The mysterious man said respectfully, "Lord Feng, Lady Xiaoxiao is in the Drunken Dream Pavilion. The one who kidnapped Lady Xiaoxiao is a descendant of the Spirit Guardian Race. This person has concealed his cultivation level. He is not a Deity Emperor, but a Five Star Divine Emperor. The Drunken Dream Pavilion is one of the subordinate forces of the Spirit Guardian Race."
Miao Qingqing frowned and said, "No wonder I felt the aura of a Divine Emperor when I fought with him. It turns out that he was hiding his cultivation."
"So what if he's a Five Star God Emperor? Capture Xiaoxiao! He's dead for sure! "Liu Qingyang gritted his teeth and said angrily.
"Bring me there." Feng Wuchen said without hesitation, "I want to meet the Spirit Guardian Race."
"Yes! Lord Feng! "The mysterious man said respectfully and then led the way for Feng Wuchen.
The Drunken Dream Pavilion was located on a celestial mountain south of the Godslayer Palace. It was one of the major forces of the Godslayer Realm. Although it was not as strong as the Godslayer, it had many experts.
In the main hall of the Drunken Dream Pavilion, a young man sat on the main seat. The Pavilion Master, elders, and other higher-ups of the Drunken Dream Pavilion were all kneeling on one knee in the main hall.
The young man had an arrogant expression and looked down on everything. He ignored the existence of the Drunken Dream Pavilion's experts.
"Answer me when you've decided," the young man said coldly. His arrogant eyes swept across the higher-ups of the Drunken Dream Pavilion.
The Pavilion Master of the Drunken Dream Pavilion looked troubled and said, "Young Master Bai, we can't provoke the Dragon God Temple. If you capture someone from the Dragon God Temple, it will bring about a devastating blow."
"Feng Wuchen can't be provoked." The elders all said.
"Is the Dragon God Temple very strong? That Feng Wuchen doesn't seem to be very powerful. "Young Master Bai shrugged his shoulders disdainfully.
"Young Master Bai doesn't know. Feng Wuchen is a guest elder of the Divine Tower. The three times spatial ring and the heaven defying divine bead were all refined by him. Furthermore …" An elder said anxiously. But he was interrupted halfway.
"Isn't he just an ancient powerhouse? Scared you all until like this? "Young Master Bai became more and more disdainful, but he also showed an even more arrogant attitude.
Hearing Young Master Bai's understatement, the higher-ups of the Drunken Dream Pavilion were dumbfounded.
Young Master Bai actually did not put Shan Tong in his eyes!
How arrogant was this?
Could it be that the strength of the Spirit Guardian Race was stronger than Shan Tong?
Absolutely impossible!
"I'll give you two choices. Send people to secretly capture the Dragon God Temple's people, or die," Young Master Bai said coldly. It was as if the Drunken Dream Pavilion's experts were dispensable to him.
Young Master Bai's words scared the Drunken Dream Pavilion's higher-ups until they trembled with fear.
Although the Drunken Dream Pavilion's strength was powerful, in front of the Spirit Guardian Race, they were ants.
Young Master Bai only needed to say a word and he could make the Drunken Dream Pavilion disappear overnight.
"Oh? Arrived so quickly? "Young Master Bai's voice had just faded when his gaze involuntarily looked outside the hall, the corners of his mouth curling into a hint of a cold smile.
"Consider carefully." Young Master Bai threw down a sentence, then walked out of the great hall.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Above the Drunken Dream Pavilion's palace, Feng Wuchen four people shot over explosively like lightning.
"Who's there?" a disciple yelled furiously. Over a dozen disciples rushed up to the sky, intercepting Feng Wuchen four people.
"Feng Wuchen," Feng Wuchen opened his mouth indifferently, his gaze currently looking at Young Master Bai who walked out of the great hall.
"Big Brother Feng, sensed Xiaoxiao's aura! Indeed in the Drunken Dream Pavilion! "Liu Qingyang was overjoyed.
"Withdraw." Young Master Bai ordered coldly. The Drunken Dream Pavilion's disciples immediately withdrew.
"Big Brother Feng, it's him! It's him who captured Xiaoxiao! "Miao Qingqing pointed at Young Master Bai and said, very certain.
"Guest Elder!" The Drunken Dream Pavilion's Pavilion Master and other higher-ups came out. The moment they saw Feng Wuchen, they were so frightened that their legs turned to jelly. Their faces were filled with horror.
"Lord Feng, this person is a descendant of the Spiritual Guardian Race, and also the Spiritual Guardian Race's Young Master Bai Xuan." The mysterious person's respectful voice sounded.
"The descendant of the Dragon Gods, Feng Wuchen." Bai Xuan smiled slightly, his gaze sizing up Feng Wuchen.
Bai Xuan recognized Feng Wuchen, but Feng Wuchen was not surprised at all.
"Release her." Feng Wuchen said coldly, his cold gaze fixed on Bai Xuan.
Hearing this, Bai Xuan shrugged and sneered, "Such a great beauty, you want me to release her just because you ask me to? Aren't you overestimating your own strength? "
"It's enough to deal with you." Feng Wuchen's cold voice suddenly sounded in Bai Xuan's ears. A sword silently rested on Bai Xuan's neck.
In that instant, Feng Wuchen had already appeared beside Bai Xuan. His speed was extremely terrifying, exceeding everyone's imagination.
"Teleportation." Bai Xuan's lips curled up slightly. Even with Feng Wuchen's sword on his neck, Bai Xuan did not panic at all.
"I can sense the recently awakened ancient bloodline in your body. Although it's still very weak, it's very pure. It's even purer than that great beauty." Bai Xuan sneered, not at all shocked by Feng Wuchen's teleportation.
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