The man on the throne obviously didn't expect Yi Feng to refuse so quickly, according to his understanding. Yi Feng also has to think about it, after all, if he saves an ancient powerhouse, the temptation is not small, and the ancient powerhouse can benefit Yi Feng a lot if he throws a little bit of anything.

"I'll pay you!"

After the man on the throne said this, he thought that Yi Feng would consider him. But there was the most direct refusal in his ears: "The seniors are teasing me, right? What else can you get in for being here?"

Yi Feng looked at the man on the throne with disdain, and the corners of his mouth were full of ridicule. What else could have tempted a soul body that had been made like this by someone to deceive him?

"Hehe, if there is nothing to do with the seniors. The juniors left first. Yi Feng looked inside the palace, except for this throne man, there was nothing, which made Yi Feng a little disappointed, he spent so much time, but he didn't get anything.

Just as Yi Feng turned to leave, the man on the throne did not stop him. just said lightly: "What about the devouring pearls?"

This sentence made Yi Feng's pace stop suddenly, looked at the man on the throne and said, "Tell me about your deal." ”

The man on the throne was silent, thinking that Yi Feng had the Devouring Pearl, and the Devouring Bead might not be able to lure him, but he didn't expect that as soon as the Devouring Bead said it, the other party agreed to listen to his deal.

This made the throne man happy, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel lost. He originally thought that Yi Feng's devouring pearl was obtained somewhere, but now it seems that he owns it.

"You're really good at it, old fellow. The throne man gritted his teeth and said that the devouring pearl had not been taken away, and it was even more difficult for him to get out of trouble.

"As long as you hand over the Devouring Pearl, then I can consider saving you. Yi Feng said to the other party.

"Do you think a soul body may possess a devouring pearl?" the throne man looked at Yi Feng. A soul body, touching the devouring pearl, it is no different from looking for death.

This sentence made Yi Feng turn his head and prepare to leave: Grass, you didn't eat the pearl and you said a fart!

Seeing that Yi Feng was so resolute, the man on the throne was not in a hurry, looked at Yi Feng, who was still walking to the palace gate, and said lightly: "If it weren't for my help, with your strength, it would be impossible to get the Devouring Pearl." ”

"Really, how do I know if I don't try?" Yi Feng smiled, not disturbing by the other party's words, and the devouring pearl energy in his hand was input into the whirlpool of the palace gate.

"Try something, something left behind by a Saint-level powerhouse. Do you think you're qualified as a seventh-order soul dementor to try? Hehe, maybe you'll reach the ninth star. There is some hope. The man on the throne said casually.

"Holy Rank powerhouse. Yi Feng was shocked for a moment, and then he stopped inputting the energy of the Devouring Bead, "You mean, this Devouring Bead was left by a Saint-rank powerhouse?"

"That's right, if it weren't for the Holy Rank powerhouse. How can it be possible to divide this king into two, how can it be possible to destroy this king's city. The man on the throne said gloomily, his eyes full of hatred.

Yi Feng didn't understand what he meant by his split into two. But Yi Feng understood that this throne man was locked up here and tortured by a Saint-level powerhouse. If this is really something left by a saint-rank powerhouse, with the strength of his honorable rank, it is extremely difficult to get it.

"You mean, the Holy Rank powerhouse slaughtered the city?"

Yi Feng was completely frightened by the other party's words, a strong person who has reached the holy level is undoubtedly not a god in the eyes of the laity in heaven and earth. Such a strong person generally cares about his identity, and torture may slaughter the city. At least, if Yi Feng has a holy rank, for those who are far inferior to him in strength, he has no interest in killing them one by one, how tiring it is.

"How much hatred do you have with this Saint-Rank powerhouse?" Yi Feng looked at the throne man, and his curiosity also surged, except for the hatred of the Heavens, otherwise the Saint-Rank powerhouse would not be bored to make a move to slaughter the city.

Yi Feng now understood why there were so many fierce spirits in this city. And the smell of blood was everywhere, and the entire city was slaughtered, so it was not surprising that so many murderous souls were condensed.

"Snort...... The king had only raped his woman. Damn, but if Lao Tzu knew that it was the old devil's woman, he wouldn't have touched that woman if he killed him. It's just a woman, and she actually wiped out millions of people in the king's city. Let each king bear the pain of the spur of the soul and the burning of the soul. The man on the throne was clearly stepped on by the tail and roared, clearly hating it to the extreme.

Only then did Yi Feng notice the chains that locked the throne man, and sure enough, there was a deep flame burning on the chains, and white smoke emanated from the throne man's body. Yi Feng didn't know how painful it was to burn his soul, but he must be no worse than Ling Chi.

Let the other party suffer from countless years of soul burning, this saint-level powerhouse is really ruthless.

However, he also understands the other party's ruthlessness. If that man moved his woman, not to mention the slaughter of the city, the slaughter of the country could be done.

Looking at the blood and qi that continued to pour into the throne man's body, Yi Feng looked at the throne man's eyes and sympathized. These blood qi completely spontaneously entered his soul to replenish energy.

Obviously, the man on the throne didn't believe it if he wanted to die, and the other party just wanted to torture him. Of course, after so many years, the man on the throne seemed to be numb to such burning, at least Yi Feng didn't feel a trace of pain in him.

If you provoke a saint-level powerhouse, you should be damned!

Yi Feng sighed in his heart, the Holy Rank powerhouse, this is already the top existence in the world.

"Do you have a way to get the Devouring Pearl?" Yi Feng still didn't believe that a person who had been tortured like this by the Holy Order could get the Devouring Bead.

"No! I can't!" said the throne man earnestly.

"Can't?"

Before Yi Feng could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the man on the throne: "But what about you?"

"What about me?" Yi Feng was even more puzzled.

"Yes, you're a dementor, and you have the Orb. The most important thing is that you are a living person. Therefore, as long as there is the help of this king, it is not impossible to get the devouring pearl. The premise is that if you want to save the king, the king may help you. The man on the throne said in a deep voice.

Yi Feng thought about it slightly, then shook his head and said, "I don't believe you!"

Yi Feng naturally didn't dare to take this risk. Looking at the situation of this soul body, he had the strength of the highest level of the monarch rank and even the peak of the monarch rank at the very least. Even if the other party is a soul body now, it is also far superior to him.

Although after so many years of consumption, he couldn't exert much strength, Yi Feng didn't want to take this risk.

Ancient people, there is no simple one. This is clear to all.

==Let's change three times first. The rest of the one is more in the evening. ==