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Chapter 1027

Words:2940Update:22/08/16 22:29:56

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Great Elder Feng Qi glanced disdainfully at Feng Suifeng, who had flown away quietly, and sneered disapprovingly.

'He's just a lowly person who only knows how to flatter. So what if I beat him up? He's nothing to be afraid of.'

If Holy Son Feng Ming really had a problem with this, he would have shown up or stopped him when he slapped Feng Suifeng just now.

After all, this place was less than three to five kilometers away from the central hall. With Holy Son Feng Ming's spiritual sense, how could he not know what was happening here?

If he wanted to stop it, he could do it with his spiritual sense.

But now, Feng Suifeng had already been beaten to the point of vomiting blood and losing hair. Half of his face had collapsed, but there was still no movement from the Fengming God Child. This was enough to show the attitude of the God Child.

Now, Holy Son Feng Ming and Great Elder Feng Qi had not completely fallen out with each other yet. Both sides were trying their best to restrain themselves.

Although Feng Qi was very afraid of Holy Son Feng Ming's Emperor Level Spiritual Treasure, how could Holy Son Feng Ming not be afraid of Great Elder Feng Qi and the prestige and power that he had accumulated for hundreds of years?

Feng Qi was afraid that Feng Ming would go crazy and directly detonate the Emperor Level Spiritual Treasure to kill him.

On the other hand, Fengming Shenzi was even more worried. Once he rashly activated the only Emperor-level Spiritual Treasure in his hand, it would mean that he had used up all his trump cards. There would be no more powerful and intimidating means in his hands.

Even if it could kill Feng Qi, there was no guarantee that there wouldn't be a second or more ambitious Great Elders in the future.

Therefore, for Holy Son Feng Ming, an Emperor Level Spiritual Treasure that had not been detonated was the best and most powerful one!

It was precisely because of this that Feng Qi dared to give Feng Suifeng a slap, using it to re-establish his prestige as the Great Elder of the Fire Phoenix Clan.

This was because Feng Qi believed that the Holy Son Feng Ming would absolutely not completely fall out with him because of Feng Suifeng and waste the only Emperor Level Spiritual Treasure in his possession.

"Everyone, don't panic, let's continue!"

Feng Qi comforted the demons present, and then looked back at Yang Fan and continued to walk forward unhurriedly.

Yang Fan No.4 understood. He knew that Feng Qi's "Let's continue" was not just for the demon spawn to hear.

Without hesitation, Yang Fan No. 4 continued to cast [Advanced Gathering] on the secret treasury below.

Advanced Gathering was very different from Beginner and Intermediate Gathering, not only because it had an additional Barrier Breaking skill, but also because its Gathering range had increased to within 100 meters.

More importantly, it had been upgraded from a single collection to a wide range.

With just a thought from Yang Fan, the Advanced Gathering would automatically collect everything within 100 meters of Yang Fan.

The speed and efficiency of the gathering were more than ten times faster than Beginner and Intermediate Gathering!

Therefore, it only took a very short time for Yang Fan No. 4 to collect most of the treasures in this secret vault that was 2,000 meters long under their feet with the cooperation of Great Elder Feng Qi.

Except for the objects that exceeded the depth of 100 meters, the rest of the things were almost all in Yang Fan's collection space.

After walking past the range of the secret treasury, Feng Qi didn't rush to the central hall. Instead, she continued to stroll around in a small circle. Then, she looked up at the sun in the sky and felt that it was about time. Then, she led Yang Fan's clone and a group of demonic beast vassals to the central hall where Fengming Shenzi was.

At this moment.

In the main hall.

Feng Suifeng, who had just returned to complain about Great Elder Feng Qi, was kneeling on the ground with his face covered.

Just now, Feng Qi had slapped him on the left side of his face, but now, there was a very obvious palm print on his right side. The bones on his face were sunken in, and it was very conspicuous.

"Useless thing!"

Holy Son Feng Ming glanced at him coldly and said, "This slap is to make you grow a brain! Even I, the Son of God, do not dare to be so arrogant and rude in front of Great Elder. You, on the other hand, are even more arrogant than me! "

"Sir Son of God, please spare my life! I know I was wrong! "

Feng Suifeng begged for mercy on the ground. The slap just now made him completely understand Holy Son Feng Ming's thoughts. He knew that this Sir Son of God in front of him was not determined to completely suppress Great Elder's faction.

He had been too impulsive before and had misunderstood.

"This subordinate will go and apologize to the Great Elder, and plead for the Great Elder's forgiveness! Sir Son of God, please give me a chance! "

Feng Suifeng made a final effort. He did not want to become the sacrificial pawn and cannon fodder that Holy Son Feng Ming threw out in order to curry favor with Great Elder Feng Qi.

"It's too late!"

"I have already given you a chance before, but unfortunately, you did not take it!"

Holy Son Feng Ming shook his head slightly. With a thought, his mental power exploded and directly crushed Feng Suifeng's consciousness.

Plop!

Feng Suifeng's body stiffened, and he fell straight to the ground.

However, under the pressure of Holy Son Feng Ming's will, Feng Suifeng, who was already dead, did not reveal his true form because he lost control of his demonic power and consciousness.

Otherwise, the corpse of an Emperor-level Great Demon would've been enough to blow up the entire central hall.

At this moment, Feng Qi and the other demons' voices rang out at the same time.

Holy Son Feng Ming signaled the great demon guarding the hall to invite Feng Qi, as well as the other elders and Sons of God who had rushed over after hearing the news, out of the hall.

Seeing that Feng Suifeng had also died on the spot, Feng Qi nodded, as if he did not feel anything.

The other elders and Sons of God did not seem too surprised. They only glanced at it lightly and did not pay much attention to it.

Extending his hand to invite the demons to take a seat, Holy Son Feng Ming turned his head slightly to look at Feng Qi and said lightly, "Just now, Feng Suifeng faked the Holy Message behind my back and offended Great Elder. Now, I have personally killed him. I hope Great Elder will not take it to heart."

"Sir Son of God, you are exaggerating. I do not dare!" Feng Qi cupped his hands and said arrogantly, "I knew that this little brat was using my power to intimidate others. I have already taught him a lesson on behalf of Sir Son of God."

"Actually, after slapping him, I had already forgiven him in my heart. After all, he is still young. It is inevitable for him to make mistakes."

"After all, he is an Emperor-level great demon of the clan. If he made a mistake, it is fine to punish him casually. Sir Son of God, why do you have to do this? This child's crime does not deserve to die. What a pity! "

The corner of Holy Son Feng Ming's mouth twitched.

He was really taking advantage of the situation and still acting innocent.

He did not believe that when he killed Feng Suifeng, Feng Qi, who had already stepped into the hall, would not know.

He clearly knew that Feng Suifeng's life was in danger, yet he stood outside and did not stop him at all. Now, he was crying crocodile tears. Was he mocking him, Fengming God Child, for being too cruel?

This old thing was really shameless. Did he really think that Feng Ming did not dare to activate his Emperor-level spiritual treasure and directly kill him?

A trace of hostility flashed in Holy Son Feng Ming's eyes.

He was not the kind of demon that liked to pretend to be polite. If it was not for the fact that he did not want to go head-to-head with Great Elder and cause the entire Wanyao Mountain to be torn apart, he would not have been so polite to this old thing.

"The Grand Elder is indeed broad-minded and magnanimous. It's a pity that you said those words a little too late. Otherwise, I might have given the Grand Elder face and spared this guy's life."

Holy Son Feng Ming took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his chest. He continued to look up at Yang Fan, who was being held behind by Great Elder Feng Qi's spiritual power.

"This person is the spoils of war that Great Elder brought back from the capital city, right?"

Holy Son Feng Ming asked. At the same time, he carefully checked Yang Fan No.4 with his spiritual power. He did not find anything unusual.

Feng Qi said loudly, "I was just about to report back to Sir Divine Son. Although our clan's great demons suffered heavy losses on this trip to the capital city, fortunately, we did not return empty-handed like the previous two times."

"This person is the first Emperor-level doctor of the human clan that Sir Divine Son has always wanted, Yang Fan!"

Feng Qi avoided the important points and dwelled on the trivial. He directly said that they suffered heavy losses and covered up the news of the deaths of three Divine Sons, two elders, and five of his clansmen.

He knew what Holy Son Feng Ming wanted to hear the most, and he also knew what the clansmen wanted to know the most.

"It was him who cured more than a dozen half-step Emperors and hundreds of peak-level Sovereigns. There were also countless low-level Sovereigns and peak-level Sovereigns."

"It was also this man who developed something called the Emperor-level Beast Soul Catcher. He encouraged the human experts to hunt down the great demons of the Demon Clan and extract their souls to provide primitive beast souls for refining Soul Refining Pills!"

"It was because of him that in the past month, our Wanyao Mountain, and even the thousands of mountain tribes in the entire Demon Realm, have successively lost their lives in the hands of the strongest humans of the human clan."

"In order to capture him, our Wanyao Mountain lost dozens of half-step Demon Emperors. This time, I even directly detonated part of my soul and activated my innate ability. It was not easy to successfully capture him from the protection of dozens of half-step Emperors of the human clan!"

Even now, Feng Qi didn't forget to blow her own trumpet. She took all the credit for herself.

Anyway, there was no evidence. No matter what he said, it was reasonable.

"Lord Divine Son, I did not fail you. Now, I am here to report to you!"

With that, Feng Qi waved his hand and gently sent Yang Fan's doppelganger, who had been floating behind him, to the Holy Son Feng Ming.

"Lord Divine Son, please verify his identity and then give the reward you promised to I!"

The Holy Son Feng Ming squinted his eyes and looked deeply at Feng Qi. He said, "Don't worry, First Elder. I never go back on my words and promises! It should be your reward. No demon dares to get in the way of it! "

With that, the Holy Son Feng Ming waved his hand and directly sucked Yang Fan No. 4's body in front of him. He looked at him coldly.

"Although the price I paid was a little high, you still fell into my hands!"

"Yang Fan, tell me, where did you get the Tiger Demon King's blood essence doppelganger? What is your relationship with the Tiger Demon King?! "

When Yang Fan No. 4 heard the Holy Son Feng Ming's impatient voice transmission, he was stunned.

It turned out that this was the real reason why Fengming Shenzi had spent so much effort to capture him alive.

The number one Emperor-level doctor of the human race, the number one Emperor-level necromancer of the human race, they were all very reasonable pretenses.

The Holy Son Feng Ming's real intention was to find out the true identity of the Tiger King!

This was really surprising!

However, all of this was not important now.

The important thing was that Yang Fan No. 4 was now within 100 meters of the Holy Son Feng Ming. He would not let go of such a good opportunity even if he died!

Yang Fan No. 4 quickly came back to his senses. He stared at the Holy Son Feng Ming, who was right in front of him. Without any hesitation, he directly used his high-level harvesting skill on him!

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