The soul beasts of the Far North are themselves inclined to be ferocious.

It is really impossible to bring them back to consciousness without killing them, or even to make them listen to them.

If it was a sea soul beast, Tang San was confident. As the heir of the god of the sea, after regaining his senses, it is impossible to disobey the words of him, the master of the sea.

But these are obviously not sea soul beasts, so it's too difficult.

The soul beasts of the Far North could not listen to him at all.

Wang Feng smiled.

Taming the soul beast, in this area, he Wang Feng recognizes the second, and no one dares to recognize the first.

"Let's go down and see how it goes."

Wang Feng looked at the battlefield below with a mountain of corpses like a sea.

Although the Titled Douluo present were all characters who had experienced strong winds and waves, seeing this kind of hellish situation on earth, their scalps were also slightly numb.

Coupled with the strong smell of blood in the air, it was really disgusting.

Wang Feng and Tang San were a little better.

After all, the experience of the Killing Capital made the two of them have a lot of immunity in the face of this hellish scene.

Zhu Zhuqing stood next to Wang Feng, looking at the scene below, his face was slightly pale.

But with her tenacity, she naturally won't be frightened by this sight.

Wang Feng saw that the Qinglian Treasure Color Flag in his hand turned, and the faint cyan light enveloped the audience, covering everyone, making everyone calm down.

The breath on his body also covered everyone, so that everyone could breathe clearly.

Unaffected by the smell of blood.

Tang San also used the Seagod Trident to release the Seagod's light and expel the surrounding blood and qi.

"Lean against me."

Wang Feng pulled Zhu Zhuqing beside him and said in a low voice.

Zhu Zhuqing snorted, approached Wang Feng's side, and his face was a little more dizzy...

Leaning on Wang Feng's side, the familiar pure breath, coupled with the light brought by the green flag, made her heart more important and stable.

glanced at Wang Feng slightly, but she didn't speak.

If it weren't for the tense situation at this time, the large number of people, and the shyness in her heart, she might have been unable to help but want to lean on Wang Feng's side.

Along the way, the thoughts in my heart seem to overflow my body and mind all the time. Now seeing that Wang Feng took the initiative to do this, Zhu Zhuqing's heart was slightly sweet, so he put his hand on Wang Feng's palm and scratched it lightly in response. Say you're comfortable.

Wang Feng glanced at her, coughed a few times, and quickly landed on the battlefield with everyone, walking towards the battle howling sky in front of him.

This is the first time Wang Feng has seen Zhan Xiaotian in several years.

The last time I was when I came out of the Killing Capital, I traveled to the red dust, exercised my state of mind, and prepared for the cultivation of the former word secret.

I didn't expect to meet him again here.

"Who are you?"

Zhan Xiaotian looked at the group, and his eyes fell on Zhan Aotian on Wang Feng's side. Suddenly, his body shook.

He was born in Zhan Luo Zong, and the one in front of him was his father. Later, I heard that Zhan Luozong was persuaded by the white-clothed Pope to join the Martial Spirit Palace, and he never returned to Zhan Luozong.

"You are from the Martial Spirit Alliance? Hmph, you high-ranking Title Douluo will still come here? ”

Zhan Xiaotian also saw Tang San, and his heart sank. The Martial Soul Alliance has already unified the continent. He naturally knew about this, but he was a little helpless in his heart.

For the Martial Spirit Palace, he also has a mustard in his heart.

The soul beast riot lasted for more than ten days before the strong man with the title Douluo was sent. I guess I realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Xiaotian, don't be unreasonable. This is the white papal crown of the Alliance. If he hadn't made a timely move just now, your life would have been gone! ”

Zhan Aotian said in a deep voice.

His appearance is sixty percent similar to Zhan Xiaotian, and he is majestic and burly, strong and heroic. But the personality is different.

Zhan Xiaotian was silent for a moment, "Naturally, I should thank you, but I don't thank myself." ”

Hearing this, Wang Feng laughed a few times and said, "Brother Xiaotian has been so upright for many years, but I didn't expect it to be so upright. No wonder he would rather die than join the Martial Spirit Hall in Wuhun City. ”

For Zhan Xiaotian, Wang Feng still remembers it.

However, Zhan Xiaotian was stunned.

"You are..."

"Me? At the beginning, I was Jiuyikai, and now I am the fifth king of the white pope. Wang Feng smiled.

Hearing this, Zhan Xiaotian was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng cast the golden lotus to quickly recover for their group.

With Wang Feng's strength now, like this kind of soul master who is less than level eighty, it didn't take a minute or two to recover as good as ever.

"You, is it really ninety-one?"

Zhan Xiaotian looked at Wang Feng a few times. Looking at the golden lotus, his eyes flashed, and then he suddenly took a step and hugged Wang Feng.

"Brother! I knew that you weren't dead, and I didn't think that you were still the white-clothed Pope of the Martial Spirit Palace. Awesome!! ”

Zhan Xiaotian's eyes were sincere, and it was obvious that he would never forget the life-saving grace of the side.

Although back then, the injuries he suffered were caused by Wang Feng with a god-killing spear. But for him back then, it was still a life-saving grace.

Zhan Aotian on the side had a dark face, and he turned a blind eye to his father. I didn't expect to change my attitude and have such respect for the white-clothed pope.

He knows his own son, and his natural strength is one in ten thousand, but he is too upright and rarely convincing.

He was even more unhappy when he led Zhan Luo Zong to join the Martial Spirit Palace. It's been a long time since we got along.

"It seems that the Pope is too charismatic..."

Zhan Aotian thought to himself. It is no wonder that the Pope was shocked by the four major sects one after another. In addition to strength, this personality charm is also rare in the world.

Wang Feng coughed a few times and was hugged by Zhan Xiaotian, a big man. I was a little speechless.

Zhu Zhuqing on the side had a little smile on his face, as if he noticed Wang Feng's speechlessness.

Zhan Xiaotian let go of Wang Feng a few times, and then said with a serious face: "Brother, you are a little late. But one way or another, it's finally here. These soul beasts come once a day in the morning, noon, and evening. ”

"That's right. A few days ago, a group of people with an alliance took a pair of people to go deep into the forest to investigate. It hasn't come back yet. ”

Zhan Xiaotian said that it should be Hu Liena or Ning Rongrong.

There is also Bone Douluo.

"It should be Rongrong them." Tang San groaned, "At the beginning of the soul beast outbreak, Rong Rong volunteered and said that he would investigate. ”

Speaking of this, Tang San glanced at Wang Feng.

Ning Rongrong said that he was going, but it was actually because Wang Feng had been in this extreme north for two years. Ning Rongrong had always been very curious, and the soul beast rioted, so he happened to come.

But I didn't expect this soul beast to be so exaggerated. Even if there is Bone Douluo, there are the rest of Ma Hongjun and Oscar. But now the situation may not be good.

Wang Feng's heart sank slightly.

"Yue'er hasn't come back yet..."

At this time, Dai Mubai's eyes were also a little sad, "But in the past three years, she has written back." Originally, I came back two months ago. But now there is no news either. ”。

After speaking, Dai Mubai sighed.

Wang Feng pondered for a moment and looked at the mountain demon ice ape.