Chapter 565

Whoosh!

Cheng Feng uses the eagle's vertical and horizontal skill, just like a big black arrow, flying towards the North Pole.

The North Pole was wearing a dress embroidered with strange patterns. His cultivation was not high, but his soul fluctuated very strongly.

He is a mastermind.

However, the realm of soul taking in the Arctic is not as good as those in their fifties. It is about the top of the fourth grade.

We need to go further to keep pace with the elderly in their fifties.

Moreover, the north pole has dealt with Cheng Feng. It is one of the four envoys of yin and Yang under the command of yin and Yang helmsman.

"Little bastard, I'll play with you!"

Seeing Cheng Feng flying to the north pole, the five - day old man who was collecting blood essence, immediately took the blood thread of the sky and stopped it on the way to Cheng Feng.

"Old man, your evil plan will never succeed."

Looking at the old man in his fifties ahead, Cheng Feng held the magic knife and said in a cold voice.

"Our plan can't succeed? What a joke!"

The old man in his fifties sneered and said, "you don't look back. What's going on in Mingze city now... At least 30 places are carrying out human blood sacrifice under the leadership of our saint experts."

"I'm not afraid to tell you that only 36 human blood sacrifices need to be completed, and the Mingze giant beast sleeping under the Mingze city will be awakened."

"Now, we have completed 27 games."

"Little bastard, I would like to advise you that it's still time to run for your life now!"

Hearing this, Cheng Feng's face couldn't help changing.

Then he took a look at Mingze city. Sure enough, there were black clouds hovering and stirring over Mingze city.

Those black clouds are obviously the visions of heaven and earth produced by the battle between masters of good and evil.

However, even so, Cheng Feng's flying speed did not decrease at all, and he had no intention of running for his life.

When he flew close to the old man in his fifties, without a word, he grabbed the cutting magic knife, poured six dragon forces into it, and then chopped it fiercely.

"Something ignorant of current affairs!"

Seeing this, the old man in his fifties shouted and scolded, so he urged the blood light in the broken bowl out and blocked it in front of him.

Boom! The cutting magic knife cut the blood light shield, but it was like cutting an indestructible ball.

Although the 50 year old was split out for thousands of kilometers, it failed to cause much damage.

This made Cheng Feng's eyebrows crinkle and felt very thorny.

Moreover, due to the delay of the old man in his fifties, the north pole has flown to the lone traveler Du mang.

Du Mang, the lone traveler, had been stunned by Mingtao's self explosion. At this time, he had no resistance. With the arrival of the north pole, a divine soul attack exploded.

Immediately, he broke Du Mang's spirit, making Du mang from coma to death.

"Hey, hey..."

"Arctic, well done!"

At the moment of Du Mang's death, a strong blood light was absorbed directly from Du Mang and poured into the broken bowl in the hands of the 50 year old.

Let the blood essence of the broken bowl reach five points.

"Arctic, continue."

The old man in his fifties smiled and said, "there's still one point to go. My Yuqiong bowl can reach six points."

"At that time, the 28th human blood sacrifice can be held to help our saint master awaken the Mingze giant beast."

Seven or eight miles away, after the Arctic killed Du Mang, his eyes suddenly looked at Tiemu 13.

Normally speaking, Tiemu 13 should be regarded as his own person, but the eyes of the North Pole looking at each other are extremely ferocious and full of murderous intent.

See this, Shua

Without hesitation, Cheng Feng flew to Tiemu 13 to stop the other party from killing Tiemu 13.

"Arctic, you go and solve the so-called captain of Mingtai team."

The North Pole was about to fly to Tiemu 13, but the old man in his fifties suddenly said, "I'll deal with the younger generation of Tiemu family."

While talking, the old man in his fifties had flown to Tiemu 13 with a heavy blood light.

Shua Shua

Cheng Feng and the old man in his fifties arrived near Tiemu 13 at the same time.

Then, the old man in his fifties urged the spirit power, condensed into dozens of spirit spikes, and shot at the immovable iron wood 13.

Buzz! Seeing this scene, Cheng Feng hurriedly sent out the town soul seal, stopped in front of Tiemu 13, and blocked all the dozens of spirit spikes.

"Ha ha ha..."

"Interesting, that's interesting!"

The Tiemu thirteen, who was lying on the lake, laughed: "unexpectedly, Cheng Feng, who once hated my Tiemu family, is desperately trying to save me."

"Save you?"

Cheng Feng glanced at Tiemu and said coldly, "you think too much."

"I saved you just because now is not the time for you to die."

"When I kill this old thing and destroy your blood sacrifice, I'll find you to settle the accounts between us."

The hatred between Tiemu 13 and Cheng Feng is quite deep.

Cheng Feng's closest death was caused by being chased and killed by Tiemu 13.

And even if these are not included, if the other party is a member of the Tiemu family and a member of the evil sect, he will live up to his death.

Cheng Feng killed him without psychological obstacles!

"Do you two know each other?"

Hearing the conversation between Cheng Feng and Tiemu 13, the 50 year old man asked in surprise.

"Old man, I have a deep blood feud with this little beast."

Tiemu 13 said, "the reason why I joined the 'soul chasing Crusade' of the holy church is to seek help to kill this son."

"It's a pity that even if I joined the soul chasing Crusade and was crowned by the Lord of the army, I still couldn't revenge when I reached the fourth realm of fragmentation!"

Tiemu thirteen became more and more angry. In the end, he began to gnash his teeth.

"There is still such hatred between you."

The old man in his fifties nodded thoughtfully: "iron wood, in your current situation, it is impossible to revenge. Why not do me a small favor and I will help you kill this little bastard. What do you think?"

"Old man, are you serious?" iron wood 13's eyes lit up.

"There is nothing false."

"In that case, I promise you."

Iron wood 13 pondered a little and resolutely agreed.

"Tiemu, don't you ask me what I want you to do?"

"Old man, I know what you think. Don't you just want my blood essence for human blood sacrifice?"

Tiemu 13 said crazily, "I can't live anyway. I might as well make some contributions to the Holy Church... Just hope you keep your word!"

At this point, the iron wood thirteen suddenly urged the dragon power and broke his heart.

Buzz! Then, a large stream of blood rushed out of Tiemu 13's body and poured into the broken bowl in the old man's hand.

Let the broken bowl reach 54% full!

The distance is six points, only one line short!

"This bastard is dying and will harm the world."

Seeing Tiemu 13 commit suicide, Cheng Feng is so angry that he clenches his fists and makes a cluck.

But soon, Cheng Feng forcibly suppressed his anger, and then shot away at Fang Ziming's position.

The situation is urgent. There must be no more dead.

In particular, martial arts masters have strong Qi and blood. I'm afraid another broken fifth realm master will make the old Yuqiong bowl full!

By then, the consequences will be unimaginable!