"Han Feng, do you have many red coffins in the blood clan?"

The four of them left to Poison Ridge, but Lan Luoqiu couldn't help but feel curious and asked.

"It should be a lot." Han Feng.

"Then there are people from the blood clan buried inside? But it's just a corpse, why are you so nervous?" Wu Nian also asked about his curiosity.

Han Feng thought for a while and replied: "The red coffin and the blood clan are both very strange. They have the ability to be resurrected through the red coffin."

"Impossible!" Beitang Chengwang said in surprise.

After all, if it can be resurrected, then the red coffin that exists in the secret realm of their four square cities will be a timely bomb!

When he thought about it, he was a little anxious.

But Han Feng focused his attention and replied with certainty: "Do you still remember the secret realm of your Sifang City that time? I once met a living blood clan!"

"But you don't have to worry. Senior Yaoxian has suppressed them, so there will be no problems in a short period of time." Han Feng patted Beitang Chengwang's shoulder and comforted him.

In this way, Beitang Chengwang was a little relieved.

After all, he had seen Shui Henyao's strength, which was an existence that even Shui Rushuang from the God Water Palace could fight against.

And, maybe even stronger!

But after thinking about it, he still asked, "But the secret realm is a place of training that we must enter in all directions. Will this have any impact on those who enter?"

"On average people cannot touch it." Han Feng said.

At this time, Lan Luoqiu also asked in confusion: "I have heard that there are many worlds outside our world. So, which world did the blood clan come from?"

"I don't know either."

Han Feng shook his head, he wanted to know the question, but he said again: "But they seem to be related to the moon and stars in the sky."

"Moon?" The three of them looked up.

But it was not dark at this time and the moon did not come out, so I didn't see anything at all.

After thinking about it, Han Feng suddenly said, "Let's do this, you can feel the power on me well. If you encounter a breath of power that is similar to it, then it may be related to the blood clan."

As he said that, he used the Nine Netherworld Transformation Divine Art.

Moreover, it also releases evil spirits.

At that moment, he turned into a strange appearance like a blood clan, with pale face, bright red lips, and long fangs.

All with evil charm!

"Han Feng, you can't be..." Lan Luoqiu was shocked and murmured.

But after thinking about it, she smiled self-deprecatingly: "I am really, even if you are a member of the blood clan, you are still a good blood clan!"

"I have nothing to do with the blood clan, but for other reasons, all the convergence changes have occurred in me." Han Feng explained with a smile.

Then, the evil spirit was dispersed.

The Nine Netherworld Transformation Divine Art was also dispersed.

His appearance returned to his original appearance again, simple and unpretentious.

"Huh? I seem to have felt the breath you just released somewhere!" Suddenly, Wu Nian said in a panic!

"You really remember correctly?" Han Feng immediately asked.

"Let me think about it first!" Wu Nian.

Han Feng was very anxious, but he knew that he would not come in a hurry, so he and Beitang Chengwang and Lan Luoqiu were waiting for Wu Nian's answer together.

After a long time, Wu Nian said with a look of loss: "I can't remember it for a while, but I really felt it!"

"It doesn't matter if you can't think about it. As long as you meet it in the future, it's best to stay away immediately." Han Feng reminded him.

"Is it really that dangerous?" Lan Luoqiu.

Han Feng shook his head and said, "I don't know, but the people of the blood clan I met are all very strange and fierce."

The three were silent.

But then nodded.

Along the way, they were asking Han Feng for more information about the blood clan, and time passed quickly with their conversation.

Before dark, they came out of the Poison Ridge.

Then, I found a relatively hidden place to settle down, which was to calmly regulate my breathing and heal my wounds.

In his spiritual consciousness, Han Feng made a review.

"The only reason I can kill him is because of his weakness, but his weakness requires my life to fight..." Han Feng murmured.

And, very sighing.

If you do not have the Immortal Magical Art, then even if you can kill that person, you will definitely die!

Thinking of it, he said again: "This method is still too dangerous. After all, although I can transform into corruption and rebirth, it takes time! But the battlefield changes rapidly, how can others use it to me!"

If it weren't for the three Beitang Chengwang, he wouldn't have had time to recover, and he wouldn't have had that opportunity.

"But after all, I am not strong enough!" Han Feng said helplessly.

But the improvement of his strength requires a gradual process, which is in a hurry.

"Military General..."

Han Feng murmured: "Just a strong man at the second and third level of the military general realm can make me feel helpless and desperate. When will I really face such a huge figure like the Xu family?"

Then there was helplessness.

Just don't think about these things anymore.

Instead, he sacred a spear and asked: "Jinglong, have there been blood clans appeared in the era of fighting for the emperor?"

"No." The Soul of the Dragon replied.

A figure also appeared.

When he heard this, Han Feng thoughtfully: "In other words, in the era of the Emperor's Conquest, the people of the blood clan had not appeared in the Cangyuan Continent yet?"

"It should be. And although I also felt the strangeness of the red coffin, it did not have a fearful aura. From this, it may be inferred that their strength is not strong enough to be rampant in the era of fighting for the emperor." The Soul of the Dragon Nodded and said.

"Although it is called the era of fighting for the emperor, can't everyone be in the realm of Martial Saint?" Han Feng said with interest.

After the Martial Saint, it is the Martial Emperor!

But no one can enter the Martial Emperor Realm, so the Martial Saint Realm is the only strongest realm!

"Of course it's impossible."

The Soul of the Dragon Scared Smiling and replied, "But the overall strength is extremely powerful, with the meaning of the golden world."

"The Golden World..." Han Feng frowned.

If the era of fighting for the Emperor was a golden age, then what kind of environment would their era be?

The Soul of the Dragon looked at Han Feng and then said, "At that time, there were only twelve people fighting for the emperor, and they were called the Twelve Martial Saints, but each of them was in a lot of powerful people."

"The twelve Martial Saints... are there only twelve people who have reached the Martial Saint's realm?" Han Feng asked weakly.

"Not only, it seems that I remember that there are about 60 martial saints in total, but the twelve martial saints who have the most hope of becoming emperor are the twelve martial saints." The Soul of the Dragon Thinking and said.

Han Feng was very surprised, but he could be called the Golden World, but he didn't think anything was there to think about it.

But he felt lost.

Because, the strongest part of their entire Chen Realm is perhaps the peak of the Martial Emperor Realm like Shui Rushuang.

But after Emperor Wu, there is still Emperor Wu!

Behind the Wuzong, there are also Wu Zun and Wu Shen. Only by entering from the Wu Shen realm can you reach the Wu Saint realm!

Thinking of this, their Chen Yu may be considered an ants in the era of fighting for the emperor.

A single finger can be destroyed!

But he thought of his master again. According to Big Mouse, the master seemed to have only reached the seventh and eighth level of Martial Master.

But even with that kind of strength, it has been called the ninth immortal by demon cultivators!

Thinking about it seriously, he seemed to have some explanation for this era, and murmured to himself: "In our great world, I am afraid that it will be difficult to enter the Martial Saint Realm!"

"really."

The soul of the Dragon Nodded and said, "Although I am just a gun soul, I can still feel the breath of this world. At this time, the spiritual energy in the world is one ten thousandth thinner than the time of the Emperor Fighting for the Emperor. Therefore, in this chaos environment, it is possible to practice to a very high level."

"Is there a possibility that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at this time is caused by the weakness of their innate spiritual power in the process of tens of thousands of years?" Han Feng asked.

"It's possible." The Soul of the Dragon.

He explained one after another: "Innate spiritual power is an innate thing that exists, so it should have a great impact on the spiritual power of the entire world. Therefore, as the power of innate spiritual power gradually weakens, it is possible to cause such a harsh environment, and..."

Speaking of this, I stopped again.

Han Feng frowned.

The Soul of the Shocking Dragon stared at Han Feng for a long time and said, "I'm afraid of disturbing your heart, but since you want to know, let's tell you the truth. With the gradual defeat of the innate spiritual power, the hope for becoming an emperor in this life is even more slim. Perhaps, there is no chance!"
Chapter completed!