After experiencing a moment of panic and shock, Mr. Su managed to regain his composure, but he could not help but feel a little decadent and frustrated.
In the past, he was one of the strongest men in the Hengyun region. He once controlled a powerful country with God-level power, looked down on the people, and influenced the fate of Hengyun.
The Xiangyun Kingdom where Zhao Feng was originally located was simply a small place in the eyes of Mr. Su.
In his eyes, the Xiaoyue Sect was even more of an insignificant sect.
It is not difficult to imagine the past scenery of Mr. Su; when he was a boy, he was definitely the top talent in Hengyun.
At this time, Mr. Su experienced shock, surprise, frustration and many other emotions in just a short moment.
Staring at the blue-haired boy in front of him, Mr. Su gradually showed a sense of awe and admiration on his face.
This is a world where the strong are respected, regardless of age.
Zhao Feng's True Dragon Club's achievements and strength at this time make Mr. Su, one of the strongest in Hengyun, look up to him.
Thinking of the "advice" he gave Zhao Feng not long ago, Mr. Su felt ashamed and his face turned red.
The strength shown by Zhao Feng alone is equivalent to at least three major gods, including two major Dark Silver Poison Corpses.
Mr. Su didn't dare to doubt that Zhao Feng could control two God-level ghost corpses, but he himself would not have the strength of God. What's more, it is not difficult for Zhao Feng to be promoted to God.
"Lao Su, after I fall asleep again, I will set off and return to the Thirteen Kingdoms."
Zhao Feng's eyelids are a little heavy.
He estimated that he could last for another two hours before falling asleep again.
"Return to the Thirteen Kingdoms? What's the point of doing this?"
Mr. Su couldn't help but ask.
Today's thirteen sects are all affiliated with the Iron Dragon Alliance; the great elder of the Xiaoyue Sect and others back then all signed a blood contract.
If Zhao Feng returns to Xiaoyue Sect, it will only put the great elder in a dilemma.
"I want to go back to Xiaoyue Sect... and kill someone."
Zhao Feng's gentle eyes suddenly condensed with a hint of cold murderous intent, enough to make anyone in the true spiritual realm feel chilled and trembling.
The conversion between ice and water is completed in a single thought.
"If you need any help, I and the Dragon-Slaying Alliance will help you."
Mr. Su sighed softly, knowing that he could not stop Zhao Feng.
Whether it was a hostile stance or Zhao Feng's kindness in rescuing the siege, Mr. Su was obliged to do so.
Zhao Feng thought for a moment and came up with two points:
"First, I hope Mr. Su can help me figure out the Iron Dragon Alliance's lair, the general helmsman, and the distribution of its forces, including but not limited to the whereabouts of the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect."
"Second, when I deal with the Iron Dragon Alliance, the Dragon-Slaying Alliance is responsible for cleaning up the mess and reshuffling the Hengyun region."
Regarding the first point, Mr. Su was not surprised.
The second point made Mr. Su feel a little shocked.
Zhao Feng's eyes were so far away. He hadn't yet attacked the Iron Dragon Alliance, but he was already thinking about the aftermath.
Especially the word "shuffle", said in Zhao Feng's mouth so lightly, made Mr. Su's heart skip a beat and it was difficult to estimate the background of the young man in front of him.
Zhao Feng could have called for reinforcements from the "Tianpeng Power", but he did not do that.
After all, the Hengyun area is Zhao Feng's hometown, so he decided to rectify it himself instead of relying on external forces.
"It's a pity that the old man is old, weak, traumatized and has the origin, so at best he can only be given some help."
Su Lao felt a little ashamed and powerless.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng was alone after all. Although his strength surprised him, he still felt a little unreliable.
After all, the Iron Dragon Alliance is the behemoth that dominates Hengyun's era.
Facing the tactics of a sea of people, countless strong men from the transcendental holy realm, and numerous true spirit realms, is Zhao Feng's strength a bit insignificant?
Of course, Mr. Su didn't know that Zhao Feng simply "ignored" the factor of the human wave tactic.
"Well, since Mr. Su is so thoughtful, he will not hesitate to use the 'Dragon Killing Alliance' to help. Zhao here also has his heart."
Zhao Feng lightly touched the ancient iron ring.
Buzz
A drop of green and mysterious liquid floats in the air, exuding a strong breath of life, giving people a sense of maternal care.
"This is...life fluid?"
Su Lao's heart was shocked, and then he showed an expression of excitement and ecstasy.
That life fluid was born under some extremely harsh conditions and is almost impossible to produce on the Qinghua Continent.
Zhao Feng's life fluid was obtained from Ye Yanyu in the "Purple Saint Ruins".
Life fluid is the essence of life bred on the "life-rejuvenating grass".
Zhao Feng first traded two drops of "Life Liquid" from Ye Yanyu, and then because of the betrayal of the little thieving cat, he brought back half of the "Resurrection and Life-Extending Grass" from Ye Yanyu.
The life-sustaining grass was given to the towering tree demon to recover from the severe injuries caused by the "False God's Protection".
but.
Zhao Feng was also careful at that time, and he withheld the remaining two drops of "life fluid" on the life-sustaining grass.
therefore.
The life fluid in Zhao Feng's hand now actually contains four drops.
One of them was "predestined" by the mysterious red-haired old man from the Iron-Blooded Cult to repay the favor.
There were three drops left, and Zhao Feng planned to take out one drop and give it to Mr. Su.
After all, Su Lao is the leader of the "Dragon Killing Alliance". If he can regain his peak strength, it will definitely be of great help to Zhao Feng.
"Life fluid... It seems that you must have returned from an inheritance from outside the territory."
Su Lao trembled, his face extremely excited.
The legendary treasure liquid like "Living Body Liquid", which restores heaven and renews life, has long been extinct on the Qinghua Continent and can only be obtained from outside the territory.
Zhao Feng smiled and said nothing, signaling "Lao Su" to take the life fluid.
Zhao Feng had seen through the spiritual eyes of Su Lao's injuries, and his injuries penetrated into the practitioner's most fundamental source of true spirit.
This kind of injury is extremely difficult to repair, and you should not use the true spirit energy rashly, otherwise the injury will become more serious, and your cultivation will even decline day by day.
However, Zhao Feng is confident in the effectiveness of Life Body Liquid.
Theoretically speaking, even if the Venerable is seriously injured, using "Life Liquid" will have a very good effect.
Mr. Su's face was full of gratitude, and he immediately took life liquid and crossed his legs to heal his injuries.
After half a cup of tea.
The true spirit energy in Su Lao's body suddenly became stronger.
With a smile on his face, Zhao Feng realized that the source of the true spirit in Su Lao's body was healing. In just a moment, Su Lao's origin crisis had been resolved.
I believe that in less than ten days and a half, Su Lao can basically return to his peak.
Zhao Feng did not stay any longer, left the secret room and returned to his original residence.
An hour later.
"The next time I wake up, I will return to the Thirteen Kingdoms."
Zhao Feng slowly closed his eyes with a hint of tiredness.
Under the instructions of Mr. Su, Princess Jing took good care of and served her.
With her noble status as Princess Tianfeng and her excellent qualifications to join the True Dragon Society, to take care of a young man is no longer condescending in the eyes of ordinary people, it is even a kind of self-reliance.
However, Princess Jing's bright eyes showed relief and joy, and her pretty face sometimes blushed, showing a trace of longing and longing.
Regarding this.
Many members of the Dragon-Slaying Alliance, including Mr. Jiang and His Highness the Third Highness, were a little puzzled.
Of course, they don't know Zhao Feng's true background.
Dazzling.
Another half month has passed.
The new stronghold of the Dragon-Slaying Alliance is located near a deep ravine.
at some point.
Near this deep ravine, a mighty and shocking power of the true spirit surged up, and the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles echoed with it, creating a strange resonance.
The void above the head was dyed with a layer of red and green light waves, and the clouds were rolling.
The invisible mental coercion and the visions of heaven and earth made the members of the Dragon-Slaying Alliance deep in the ravine frightened, and many of them felt suffocated.
"The Power of Allah"
"The complete power of God... is Su Lao"
"Great, has Mr. Su's injury recovered?"
The members of the Dragon-Slaying Alliance in the ravine were overjoyed and celebrated each other.
Only Princess Jing was a little surprised. She knew the master's injury best, and it was said that it was almost impossible to heal.
Why was it that in just half a month, the master was able to quickly regain his full aura at the God level?
"Could it be that all of this is..."
Princess Jing's phoenix eyes turned and fell on the blue-haired boy who was sleeping peacefully in the room.
The only person she could think of was this miracle boy.
Perhaps because of the echo of the vitality of heaven and earth, the blue-haired boy in his field of vision slowly opened his eyes.
"Lao Su, congratulations on your recovery and release from seclusion."
Zhao Feng's chuckle suddenly came from near the ravine.
Princess Jing's eyes flashed, and Zhao Feng disappeared from her sight.
The next moment.
The top of the mountain in the ravine.
A gentle young man with blue hair and an old man with white eyebrows in a green shirt stood side by side, chatting and laughing with each other.
Princess Jing looked at the scene on the top of the mountain and felt an unknown shock.
She suddenly realized that she still underestimated Zhao Feng's level.
"Zhao Feng was still at the True Mystic level at the Holy Realm True Dragon Conference. What level has he reached after being inherited from outside the realm?"
Princess Jing's heart is hard to calm down.
The sleeping young man whom she often stared at seemed to be in an unreachable cloud, full of suspense.
"Congratulations to Mr. Su on his release from isolation."
Near the ravine, members of the Dragon-Slaying Alliance saluted and congratulated towards the top of the mountain.
"Haha, everything is thanks to Your Excellency Zhao Feng. He has brought hope to the Dragon-Slaying Alliance. I believe that his glorious miracles can continue again in the Land of Hengyun."
Mr. Su's face was flushed, and he slowly raised his hand to express his gratitude and even respect to the blue-haired boy in front of him.
Many members of the Dragon-Slaying Alliance below were shocked, including Mr. Jiang, His Highness the Third Prince and others who had met Zhao Feng before.
At the same time, dozens of miles away.
High in the sky shrouded in clouds and mist.
A dark red building ship, ten or twenty feet long, floated in the air, surrounded by a layer of light-blooded blue wind, giving off a strange and gloomy oppression.
"I didn't expect this old monster to have recovered to God-level strength."
A hoarse and gloomy voice came from the bow of the ship.
It was an ugly human being like a zombie, with blood flowing all over his body and covered with dark silver stripes.
It's the Blood Zombie Helm Protector
"Your Majesty, our overall strength has many advantages, and the old monster has just recovered from his serious illness, so he will definitely not be your opponent."
Near the bow of the ship, there were actually two or three Zhenxuan level experts, and the rest of the True Spirit realm experts, no less than ten people.
The blood-red light flashed in the eyes of the King of Blood Zombie Palace, and he stared closely at the blue-haired boy next to Mr. Su, with a gloomy look on his face: "It is indeed him..."
"Your Majesty, Zhao Feng... let me deal with it."
A cold young man whose whole body was pitch black spoke in a low voice; he was one of the three True Mysterious Levels in front of the King of Blood Zombie Palace.
The eyes of this young man in black robes are deep and mysterious, like the red-black abyss leading into the endless hell.
He looked at Zhao Feng at the top of the mountain in the distance, an uncontrollable fighting spirit emerging from his expression.
"Lin Tong? If you remember correctly, at the Thirteen Sects Alliance Conference two years ago, your "Tian You Tong" was defeated by that kid."
A Zhenxuan level beside him joked.
"Hehe, Lin Tong has just returned from the 'Red Moon Heritage'. I think even the king of the palace is very interested in his strength."