Chapter 613

The space was distorted for a while. Mu Qingxiao's figure had come to the high-rise building. There was no guard, so it was easy. Finally, he chased his breath to one of the huge living rooms.

At this time, Han Feng is sitting in the living room, talking to a middle-aged man.

Han Feng was dressed in a green robe, with a smile bathed in the spring breeze on his face. His temperament was elegant and seemed to give people a cordial feeling.

Mu Qingxiao just glanced at it and didn't specifically observe it. Han Feng is now a seven grade medicine refiner. His powerful soul is extremely sensitive to perception. Once exposed, he can only be killed by force.

"Do you have a clue about Heiyin city?"

"My subordinates are incompetent. There is no trace of the murderer. The yin-yang Xuanlong pill is also missing."

Then, the middle-aged man at the peak of the Big Dipper continued: "but my subordinates guessed that it had nothing to do with the black skeleton tomb. Fan Ling was killed without resistance under the protection of two fighting spirits. The murderer is most likely at the level of fighting king."

Han Feng's face was expressionless and pondered for a moment. He said, "leave the matter of Heiyin City alone. Now there's one thing that needs you to go to Canaan college and pass the information to the steward inside."

"Yes, I'll do it now." the Big Dipper man heard the speech and respectfully withdrew.

When the man left the tall building, Han Feng tapped his fingers on the table, looked out of the window and fell into meditation.

"Buzzing!"

While Han Feng was meditating, there was a sharp breaking wind in his ear. He recovered, and a stabbing pain swept through his heart from his throat.

"Pooh!"

With the hot blood spraying out, Han Feng's head was thrown high, and his body fell powerlessly to the ground.

Immediately, a dark blue flame, carrying a wisp of illusory soul, emerged from his body. Han Feng looked ferociously at the black robed figure in front of him.

The dark blue flame is not something else, but the sea heart flame ranked 15th in the list of different fires.

Looking at Han Feng's soul, mu Qingxiao said, "I've really entered the seventh grade herbalist."

"Bastard, who are you and why kill me!"

Mu Qingxiao held the soul sword and glanced at the depths of the courtyard. It was really thanks to douzong in the courtyard that Han Feng was not vigilant and he could behead at one blow.

At this time, Han Feng looked at mu Qingxiao and bared his teeth. It was obvious that he didn't understand how mu Qingxiao came here without hiding from the dark strong.

"Of course someone asked me to take your dog's life, but you also have something I'm interested in."

"Who is it? Who is it?"

Mu Qingxiao disdained to smile. Douzong in the courtyard had attacked. Jiuxiao glass Yan suddenly appeared, forming a siege net, which directly wrapped Han Feng's soul and haixinyan.

"It's a person you can't dream of. By the way, thank you for your yin-yang Xuanlong pill."

As soon as the words fell, Han Feng's pupils narrowed. Unexpectedly, the matter of Heiyin city was also the ghost of the black robed man in front of him.

Then, he felt that his soul was about to tear open and sent out a sad Scream: "what flame is this? Please let me go and I'll give you whatever you want."

Mu Qingxiao disdained to smile. Han Feng dared not let go of people who deceived the teacher and destroyed his ancestors. It was a super disaster to let go by all means to achieve his goal.

What's more, he promised the drug dust. Even if he didn't promise, Han Feng must die. Jiuxiao liuliyan rushed into his soul. In the blink of an eye, Han Feng disappeared into the world with all kinds of complex emotions.

"I need your life and fire!"

Han Feng's soul disappeared, his fingers rolled, and a ring appeared in his hand. Immediately, the surrounding space was distorted, and mu Qingxiao disappeared.

As soon as mu Qingxiao's front feet disappeared, the space in the living room of the high-rise building was distorted, and immediately a black figure appeared out of thin air. This person was covered in black robes and exuded a gloomy and incomparable atmosphere.

"It's arrogant to dare to kill people under my eyes and take haixinyan away!"

Glancing at Han Feng's body, the space was distorted, and the figure of the man in black disappeared out of thin air, chasing after mu Qingxiao.

After leaving Han Feng's residence, a few minutes later, mu Qingxiao's sword eyebrow wrinkled and immediately fell on the top of the high-rise building. Looking at the west direction, he whispered: "I didn't want to contact the soul hall now. It seems that I can't do without contact."

More than ten seconds later, the space in the sky was distorted, and then a figure holding a black chain and hiding in a black robe appeared in sight.

Soul hall, originally the largest force in Zhongzhou, is a subsidiary force of the ancient race soul family. It was called soul family in ancient times and one of the eight ancient families.

The soul clan has a self-made space comparable to the ancient world of the ancient clan. It is called the soul kingdom. The soul hall is arrogant and domineering. All over the mainland, they search for all kinds of soul bodies, and they themselves are an organization composed of soul bodies and are the strongest force in the fighting spirit continent.

There are countless strong people in the soul hall. Mu Qingxiao doesn't want to kill the weakest and attract coquettish.

"Eight stars, how did you avoid my sight? Moreover, you seem to understand the mystery of space. It's amazing."

The black robed man stared at mu Qingxiao shrouded in the black robe. His voice was cold and said, "it doesn't matter if you don't say it. Ben Zong will find it later and leave your soul."

He can kill Han Feng under his nose and understand the mystery of space in the realm of fighting the emperor. This person must not stay, otherwise it will be a danger in the future.

Mu Qingxiao disdained a smile and said, "with your four-star douzong, you want to kill me. Are you dreaming?"

"Hmm? I can see through my accomplishments. It seems that there are many secrets hidden in you, and you can't stay even more!" dou Zongsen of the soul hall smiled coldly, and the black and gloomy chain swept away to Mu Qingxiao like lightning.

The black iron chain swept over, as if it could extend infinitely. Mu Qingxiao's heart moved. The soul sword had appeared in his hand and cut directly to the chain.

"Sonorous!"

Douzong is worthy of douzong. The strong force on the chain made mu Qingxiao fly out upside down and finally stop five meters away.

Some mysterious runes are engraved on the black chain. At the moment of contact, the soul feels a little cold. This chain is estimated to have a significant effect on the soul.

At this time, douzong of the soul hall stood in the sky, grabbed the chain and looked at the trace of the sword mark on it, as if he fell into great horror.

A moment later, Sen Leng's voice rang out again: "the long sword in your hand is really strange. It can damage the soul weapon. Obviously, there is only the cultivation of the eight star king, but the power is equivalent to the two star sect. It really mutters about your talent."

"However, what I like most is to imprison genius souls. Seeing their fear is more refreshing than eating fairy pills. Hand over your soul."

At the same time, the black chain has swept out, and its strength and speed are several times that of just now. Seeing that mu Qingxiao is difficult, the soul hall douzong dare not neglect it at the moment.

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