Chapter 111: The Storm is Coming

readx;?“ Master, that person is the Holy Son of the Holy Domain!He is in the secret realm of Lingyun Cave, and he has competed with us for the Five Elements Blue Lotus Fire!" The little demon spirit saw Han Yang's appearance clearly and exclaimed in surprise. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Qin Tian on the side was like a demon spirit, and since Han Yang appeared, his gaze had been focused on the other party.

An Miaoyi was a little confused, obviously not familiar with Han Yang.

In the sky, Yun Yi looked at Han Li coldly, and his powerful divine sense swept over his body, searching for the whereabouts of the Colorful Spirit Root.

"Ahem... Don't waste your efforts!!The Colorful Spirit Root is not on me!" Han Li, who was imprisoned by Yun Yi, replied as he coughed.

"In that case, that work can only be punished slightly!" Yun Yi's voice was full of majesty.

However, just as his palm mixed with terrifying Yuan Power was about to land on Han Li's body, a rough voice came from not far away.

"Let go of me!" the roar fell, and a long rainbow streaked across the north.

The person who came was Han Feng, and at this time he held a huge black sword in his hand, and the target of the black sword was directly aimed at Yun Yi.

"Snort!"

The tip of the black sword flickered, and the silver light flickered, bringing a violent spatial fluctuation, and the speed was as fast as tearing the air, and the sound of breaking wind was non-stop.

In an instant, Han Feng came to Yun Yi's side, and the black giant sword directly slammed down.

Seeing that the tip of the black sword was about to fall on the top of Yun Yi's head, he saw the latter's figure take a step back lightly, and then waved his sleeves.

Suddenly, a fierce wind spread out and hit the black sword.

The next moment, the black sword in Han Feng's hand shook and slashed against Yun Yi's side, but it didn't hurt him in the slightest.

"The strength is good. Yun Yi glanced at Han Feng and nodded, then looked at Han Yang: "This guy will be left to you to practice." ”

Hearing this, Han Yang responded respectfully, and then his toes were a little empty, and his figure flashed, and he came to Han Feng's side in an instant.

Without the slightest fancy, Han Yang punched directly, and with a blazing wave of qi on his fist, he roared towards Han Feng.

Rumble...

Han Feng put away his long sword and punched out the same punch.

Where the two fists intersected, the roar was loud and continuous, and the void seemed to be about to be shaken apart, which was too terrifying.

"It's too late! the Heavenly Punishment Organization is about to appear!" At this moment, Yun Yi's pupils on the side shrank suddenly, and his voice sounded.

The words fell, only to see his figure disappear like a ghost, and when he reappeared, he had already come to Han Feng's body, turned his palm into a fist, and blasted out again and again.

The Korean striker reacted quickly, sensed the crisis, and quickly responded with another punch, which was even more powerful than before.

Burst!

Han Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, his realm was too different from Yun Yi, and his strength was not at the same level at all.

Almost instantly, his fist was blasted open by the impact of the opponent's fist print, and his chest was also firmly subjected to a fist mark.

Looking at it closely, his fists were bloody, and the white bone stubble was revealed, and the white was terrifying.

Noticing the battle here, Yin Yang Su Lao and Zhu Yi flew over quickly.

"Grabbing auction items on the territory of my Anzhou auction house in such an open and honest manner, Sanctuary's approach is too domineering!"

Yin Yang Su Lao came to Han Feng's body and stood side by side with him, while Leng Yang glanced at Yun Yi opposite vigilantly.

Almost at the same time, Long Aoyu's figure flickered and came to Zhu Yi's side.

On the other side, the figure of Baili Qun, the owner of Baili Mountain Villa, also rushed over, flying towards the three of Yunyi with three worshippers.

At this moment, there was no sound of fighting in the sky.

Whether it is the Yin and Yang Su Lao of the Anzhou Auction House, Han Feng, Long Aoyu and Zhu Yi of the City Lord's Mansion, or the owner of Baili Mountain Villa and the three major worshippers, they are all quietly suspended on the side.

In the middle of their encirclement, the five men of the Sanctuary stood opposite each other.

Without waiting for Yun Yi to make a move, Han Yang took the lead in taking a step forward, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes swept over everyone.

"The royal family, the City Lord's Mansion, the auction house, the Baili Villa, except for some spectators below, several major forces are here. Time is pressing, and as the Holy Son of the Holy Realm, I should let everyone know something!"

"The Colorful Spirit is basically a thing of the Holy Domain, as for why it was put up for auction, this is the secret of my Holy Domain. But now that the plan has changed, I can only make it clear to you. ”

"The Colorful Spirit is basically using the Sanctuary as bait, trying to lure out the members of the Heavenly Curse who are outward. However, we still underestimate the importance of the Colorful Spirit Root in the eyes of the Heavenly Damnation Organization. ”

"This time, it wasn't they who were seduced by us, but now we have become the turtles in their urn!

As soon as Han Yang's words were finished, everyone's expressions became solemn.

Those present were all big forces, and they had all heard more or less about the Damnation Organization.

Seeing that everyone was lost in thought, Yun Yi let go of his control over Han Li and said indifferently: "Hand over the Colorful Spirit Root, as for your Purple Yuan Crystal, we will send someone to your mansion the next day." ”

Hearing this, Han Li looked at Han Feng and said with a puzzled expression, "Dad, why haven't you broken through to the Sealed God Realm yet?" If the Colorful Spirit Root is not useful, return it to them!"

Han Feng shook his head, took out a spatial ring from his arms, threw it to Han Li, and sighed, "I didn't receive this seven-colored spirit root at all!"

Hearing Han Feng's words, Han Li was stunned and hurriedly probed his divine sense into the spatial ring.

"If the Colorful Spirit Root is taken out, the blood mark should be gone! But the blood mark is still there, how can the Colorful Spirit Root disappear!"

After Han Feng muttered, he looked at Zhu Yilong and Aoyu in puzzlement, and said, "You saw with your own eyes that I put the Colorful Spirit Root into it, how could it disappear out of thin air!"

Everyone on the side heard the news that the Colorful Spirit Root had disappeared, some of them were puzzled, and some of them looked at Han Li suspiciously.

"What the hell is going on? According to you, no one knows where the Colorful Spirit Root is now?" Yun Yi's face changed suddenly, and there was anger in his voice.

Just as Yun Yi's words fell, a thunderous roar and lightning flashed in the sky not far away.

A moment later, the hail-like raindrops, like a pouring plate, poured down, and in an instant they crashed down on the houses and the ground below, making a splash.

Feeling the strangeness not far away, everyone fell into silence at the same time, and their eyes looked in the same direction.

On the void carpet, Qin Tian pointed to the group of people directly above the auction hall, and then to the sky not far away where it was pouring rain, with a puzzled expression.

"Master, what's wrong with them, why is that sky so weird?"

Xiao Feng frowned, shook his head slightly, and sighed faintly: "Apprentice, the wind and rain are coming!"

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