Chapter 622: Peak Martial God Emperor

"Leave it for me!"

The mysterious voice sounded again.

Zhao Feng felt a huge pressure on his shoulder, but before he could breathe, he quickly escaped to the ground and left.

"Bastard, dare to kill my second brother, look for death!"

A figure swept out of the white mist, he glanced at the corpse, then looked around, locked on a breath, and immediately chased after it.

Zhao Feng, who had left with the Martial Soul Mystery of Wandering Spirit, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and immediately trembled: "Such a strong person must be the pinnacle of the Ninth Order Martial God Emperor, and he is invincible!"

At this time, he had already obtained the treasures of the middle-aged man, and he exchanged everything, but he did not have any confidence in his heart.

If he was hit by the will of the other party's emperor, he would at least be seriously injured, and if he was shocked, although he could move, his speed would be reduced by at least fifty percent!

But fortunately, the middle-aged man's eldest brother was not a half-step Martial God Supreme, but a peak Martial God Emperor.

Because if it was a half-step martial god supreme, he would not use the will of the Great Emperor, and would instantly rush in front of him and then kill him.

The Half-Step Martial God Supreme is not only physically powerful, but also can burn Yuan Force, and it can also be restored after burning Yuan Force, which is much stronger than the Ninth Order Martial God Emperor in any aspect.

Zhao Feng was running and dodging.

At this time, the earth was shocked by the Peak Martial God Emperor, and this Peak Martial God Emperor wanted to force Zhao Feng out, so he attacked indiscriminately.

"In a few seconds, I will be able to get out of the Qinglong Mountain Range, and when the time comes, I may be able to get rid of this guy with the help of those Great Lord Army!"

Zhao Feng's face was solemn and he left at full speed.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

This peak martial god emperor was very angry, after all, his younger brother actually died in front of him, if he didn't catch Zhao Feng, how could he be worthy of his dead brother?

However, the Ground Wandering Martial Soul Mystery was very difficult, and the soil in the underworld could cover a large part of the aura, so he could only barely follow Zhao Feng.

A few seconds later, Zhao Feng came out directly from the Qinglong Mountain Range, he popped up, glanced at it, and found that there were quite a few Grand Jue troops in front of him.

At that moment, he was quickly swept towards the Grand Lord's army.

A second after he left the Qinglong Mountain Range, the peak Martial God Emperor also rushed out, and he was still roaring.

"What?"

When the master of the Great Lord Army found out about him, he was immediately frightened.

In the army of the Great Lord Saint Realm in the underworld, only the marshal was the ninth-order Martial God Emperor, and now, when they saw a peak Martial God Emperor, they immediately retreated in fright.

"Your Excellency, what are you going to do?"

A Dayuan general saw the middle-aged man rushing towards him, and immediately shouted violently.

"Get out of here!"

The Peak Martial God Emperor shouted, still bombarding the ground with the Emperor's will.

The will attack of the Peak Martial God Emperor can cause a large explosion of 10,000 meters in one time, and there is a formation in this hell for thousands of meters underground, and every time he attacks, he can blow up the soil to reveal the formation.

However, when he still saw Zhao Feng, he could only feel the breath left by Zhao Feng.

"Disperse, disperse!"

General Dayuan hurriedly shouted, but he was still slow.

"Boom!"

The Peak Martial God Emperor attacked indiscriminately, and he didn't care about this group of Grand Jue Army, and directly hit the Great Emperor's will and killed dozens of Great Jue Army masters.

Of the fifty-man army of the Great Lord, there were less than ten people left, and of the three Great Yuan generals, two of them also died, and only one remained.

However, this peak Martial God Emperor is from the Great Lord Saint Realm, and his face has already been seen, if he lets these people go, then he will be wanted.

So, these survivors must die!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The Peak Martial God Emperor's eyes glared again, and the remaining masters of the Great Lord Army all fell, their bodies were shattered, and their flesh and blood flew everywhere.

However, he also lost Zhao Feng's breath because of this.

"Damn boy, don't let me see you again!"

This peak Martial God Emperor roared in the sky.

Just now, he kept bombarding the ground with the will of the Great Emperor because there was the aura emanating from Zhao Feng underground, but he was blocked by this army of the Great Lord's army, so that he lost Zhao Feng's whereabouts.

At this time, Zhao Feng had already fled far away.

"Huhu, I'm scared to death, this guy is already at the peak of the Martial God Emperor, if I do it head-on, it will definitely be me who will die!"

Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

The strength of the ninth-order Martial God Emperor is actually also hierarchical, and only those who have condensed the Emperor's will to the peak can try to break through to the half-step Martial God Supreme.

This peak Martial God Emperor is obviously qualified.

He didn't dare to slack off, he didn't even dare to come out, for fear that his breath would be locked by the peak Martial God Emperor again, he moved towards the territory of the Tianyan Holy Realm, ran for a long time, and finally returned to the territory of the Tianyan Holy Realm.

"Now that I am a seventh-order Martial God Emperor, as long as I don't touch the peak Martial God Emperor, I will generally not be in danger. ”

Zhao Feng glanced at the blue luck on the top of his head, which was the luck he had plundered after killing the middle-aged man.

"Tut-tut, killing that middle-aged man actually directly plundered 200,000 luck, and if you come back to more than 700,000, you can exchange it for Double Soul Fruit!"

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered.

Now that he has so much luck, killing those low-level luck, such as red, orange, yellow, and green, can almost completely plunder.

This time, he decided to go to the three main cities to have a look.

There are three giants in the territory of the Heavenly Flame Saint Realm in the underworld, and the territory where Zhao Feng is located at this time is the territory of the three giants.

This phantom fire is a half-step martial god supreme, but no one knows how much of the emperor's will has been sealed.

At the same time, the main city under his command is called Ghost Fire City.

After killing for so long, Zhao Feng's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys also felt tired, and since he had an immortal battle body, he hardly needed to sleep.

This time, he's going to the main city for a good meal and a good night's sleep.

Now he was qualified to leave the Underworld, but his goal was the Twin Soul Fruits, so he wanted to take a break and work hard.

It took him two days to rush all the way to the front of this Ghost Fire City.

The luck on the top of his head was blue, which was very conspicuous, and many people stopped to watch along the way.

"Brother, your luck, can't you sell it?"

Just as Zhao Feng entered the Ghost Fire City, a lewd man suddenly stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"Luck, can you still sell it?"

Zhao Feng was a little surprised, and at the same time, he also glanced at the lewd man, and all that was on the top of the other party's head was red luck.

However, this lewd man is a seventh-order Martial God Emperor, and he is really unseemly.

(End of chapter)