"What……!"

Listening to Xian'er's story about Yin Zun, Han Feng, who originally had a look of disdain on his face, couldn't help but be dumbfounded and froze on the spot.

"Millions of monsters, one person can kill 90% of them!"

If he had not known that Xian'er would not deceive him, Han Feng would not have believed that such a shocking thing could happen.

According to Xian'er, demons of different levels are imprisoned in the Nine Heavens, but demons on the same level must be of similar levels.

However, Yin Zun actually managed to kill nearly a million beings of the same level with his own strength, but all he had was a broken arm, a lame leg, and one missing eye.

Han Feng didn't know how strong other demons were, but he knew how to make analogies.

For example, I can easily defeat opponents of the same level now, but I can only deal with seven or eight beings of the same level at the same time.

Once besieged by more than ten masters of the same level, the situation will be dangerous.

If there were hundreds or thousands of people, Han Feng might not even have time to shout "help" before he would be cut into pieces.

As for massacring millions of people... I guess even if these people stood there and let Han Feng chop them down, Han Feng would still die from exhaustion.

"This... this guy is too perverted."

Looking at Yin Zun again, who was lying on the ground, playing marbles seriously, without any master's demeanor, Han Feng knew.

I just judged people by their appearance, this guy is definitely a super ruthless person!

"Xian'er, how can I get him to help me?"

Xian'er spread her hands and said helplessly.

"Master, I don't know about this, unless you are stronger than him and can force him to do things for you.

Otherwise, you’ll have to figure it out yourself.”

Han Feng felt a little troubled when he heard this. This Yin Zun was obviously not an easy person to talk to.

However, knowing that the other party had such unnatural means, Han Feng naturally did not want to miss this opportunity and wanted to get some benefits from the other party.

After a slight hesitation, Han Feng still shamelessly came to Yin Zun's side, with a warm smile on his face.

"Hey...Senior Yin Zun."

However, Yin Zun paid no attention to him and just kept to himself, sticking up his butt and playing with himself.

Han Feng was not angry either. He knew that capable people have strange tempers, so he smiled cheekily.

"Senior, I have admired you for a long time, and my admiration for you is like a surging river, endless!

Today I finally get to see your face, and I am truly blessed for the third time in my life.

You see, I didn’t have time to prepare a gift for our first meeting, so how about... you give me something?"

Han Feng said something, but Yin Zun didn't even raise his eyelids.

Han Feng, who still refused to give up, continued to flatter him and tried his best to flatter him.

His mouth was almost dry when he finally got a response from Yin Zun.

"I don't want to talk to trash!"

"I……"

Han Feng almost became angry and wanted to use a set of "beating the old man punch".

But after considering Yin Zun's glorious record, he decisively gave up the idea of ​​seeking death.

Seeing Yin Zun still lying on the ground attentively, playing with marbles.

Han Feng had no choice but to squeeze out a smile.

"Hey...Senior Yin Zun, it's quite boring for you to be alone. How about I play with you?"

Yin Zun, who originally ignored Han Feng and faced her with his buttocks.

Upon hearing this, the one eye suddenly brightened and stared at Han Feng.

"You...you can also play marbles?"

"Tch...what's so difficult about this? I can do this when I wear crotchless pants."

Yin Zun suddenly became excited.

"Okay, okay...then come and play with me!"

Seeing Yin Zun's sudden change of attitude, Han Feng felt something was wrong and immediately picked up a blood-colored ball on the ground.

The ball tentacles are hot. Although they are small in size, they are extremely heavy. A small ball weighs at least ten kilograms.

If it weren't for Han Feng's current cultivation level, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to play this game.

Although it was not a romantic relationship, in order to make Yin Zun happy, Han Feng also lay on the ground and played with marbles.

Moreover, Han Feng also took the initiative to formulate the rules of the game.

Dig a small hole in the sand, and then the two launch at the same distance.

The marbles go into the hole and then attack each other.

Yin Zun was greatly surprised when he heard the rules and nodded repeatedly.

Immediately, the world was filled with blood, one old and one young, lying on the ground and starting a marble competition.

Xian'er on the side watched the two playing with interest.

Although Yin Zun is amazingly powerful, his gaming talent and Han Feng are only half as good.

The two of them were going back and forth on the sand, sometimes losing and sometimes winning.

During the game, Han Feng was also secretly observing the opponent.

He found that Yin Zun's devotion to the game was beyond his imagination.

Once he wins a game, the old guy dances with joy and is extremely excited.

But once he lost, he bared his teeth, roared again and again, and even looked at himself, becoming fierce.

Han Feng secretly analyzed that Yin Zun must have been suppressed in the Demon Refining Pot for too long and was too lonely, so his personality became so weird.

Thinking of this, Han Feng couldn't help but ask tentatively.

"Senior Yin Zun, I heard that there were millions of monsters imprisoned in this world before."

Han Feng became Yin Zun's gaming partner, and Yin Zun's attitude towards him obviously improved and he said casually.

"Hmph, those guys were very arrogant when they came in, and their abilities were so rubbish that I ate them all.

These sandy fields are dyed red by their blood."

"Holy shit...!"

Han Feng almost jumped up in shock, looking around at the endless bloody desert, feeling inexplicably shocked.

"Ahem..."

Han Feng forced himself to calm down again.

"Then... then why don't you leave a few of them to accompany you to relieve your boredom?"

"Hmph...I get angry when you mention this!"

Yin Zun snorted coldly.

"I originally kept a hundred or so big demons to play games with me.

But these guys are so hateful, they dared to beat me, and I ate them all!"

"Well……"

Han Feng was completely speechless, finally knowing why Yin Zun was so lonely.

This guy has absolutely no basic skills in gaming. He just laughs when he wins and falls out on the spot when he loses. Those big monsters who play games with him are also in bad luck.

It is estimated that if he were not the owner of the Demon Refining Pot, he would have been torn apart by him a long time ago if he had defeated him a few times.

"Crack...!"

"Hehe...I won, let's continue!"

At this time, Yin Zun won another round and shouted excitedly.

However, Han Feng shook his head this time.

"Senior Yin Zun, I'm afraid I don't have time to continue playing with you."

"Um……?"

Upon hearing this, Yin Zun, who was originally very interested, suddenly turned gloomy.

He suddenly stamped his foot, and the sand beneath him shook violently. The ground suddenly cracked with countless cracks within a radius of several hundred feet!

Han Feng stood unsteadily for a while, and looked at the deep ravine that appeared on the ground, feeling horrified in his heart.

Just such a random stomping of the foot can have such terrifying power. This old guy is really perverted.
To be continued...