908. Chapter 908 [The Promise Realm] Hand over the holy water of the heavenly spirit
It was already noisy outside.
Just now, Leng Yangyan almost exhausted all his strength to drive away the insect beasts that enveloped him.
As soon as he escaped, he immediately rushed to Burning Heaven Clan.
"Little beast, come out! Come out!" In the distance, the scolding sounds became more and more powerful.
Feng Chuge walked out of the house and looked at the people coming not far away.
At this moment, Leng Yangyan was filled with anger.
Beside him were Xuanyuan Zhan and Xuanyuan Yuche.
As soon as the three people saw Feng Chuge, their expressions froze.
"Tell me, where did that beast go?" Leng Yangyan looked at Feng Chuge and asked sharply.
Feng Chuge just walked out from outside.
The air outside is still a bit cold at the moment.
She leaned lightly on the railing on one side and rubbed her hands. "Beast? Which one are you talking about?"
"Don't be pretentious with me, you know that." Leng Yangyan gritted his teeth bitterly.
Leng Yangyan's whole body couldn't stop trembling when he thought that the soul-calling flag had been deceived by that beast.
That is his most precious treasure!
And that beast king...
Now, he has really lost his wife and lost his troops.
He looked at Feng Chuge aggressively, but Feng Chuge was not afraid of him. He raised his eyes and met his gaze. Suddenly, Feng Chuge smiled. "Oh, you beast, isn't it right here? Look, here.
, there’s a big one.”
As he spoke, Feng Chuge stretched out his slender jade fingers and pointed directly at Leng Yangyan.
Leng Yangyan's pupils shrank.
"You scold me!"
"How dare you? You didn't say it yourself?"
Leng Yangyan was so angry that his beard stood straight up.
He turned around and said, "Master Xuanyuan Clan, is this your guest from the Burning Heaven Clan?"
Xuanyuan Zhan's expression had already changed.
He took two steps forward. "What a Feng Chuge, how rude! If it weren't for Di Juechen's sake, I would have kicked you out of Fentian Clan."
"Tsk, tsk, Xuanyuan Sect Master is really a loyal person." Feng Chuge looked at Xuanyuan Zhan coldly, with a chill in his eyes. "Moreover, most people will not treat their sons as tools..."
Feng Chuge's words directly touched Xuanyuan Zhan's heart.
He suddenly raised his eyes, looked at Feng Chuge, and then shouted sharply. "Yellow-haired girl, how dare you come to teach me a lesson? See how I punish you!"
As he spoke, he actually took two steps back.
For a moment, a powerful flow of air emitted from the entire body.
Looking at Xuanyuan Zhan's actions, Feng Chuge smiled lowly. "Master Xuanyuan, if you take action, there will really be no way back."
Xuanyuan Zhan looked at Feng Chuge and smiled coldly. "Who do you think you are? Also, Feng Chuge, hand over all the Heavenly Spirit Holy Water, otherwise, you will die even more miserably."
He remembered that the last time, Feng Chuge took out Tianling Holy Water to him and told him that he could have as much Tianling Holy Water as he wanted.
So now, Xuanyuan Zhan is thinking about...
"Tianling holy water? Dreaming!" Feng Chuge frowned and sneered.
"You little beast, don't blame me for being rude."
"Hey, don't talk like a little beast like this, otherwise you will give me the wrong impression that you are worse than a beast!"
When Xuanyuan Zhan heard this, he was furious.
He took out the Spirit Snake Whip from his waist.
When the whip was waved, it brought up a little bit of spiritual power.
In addition, Xuanyuan Zhan almost used eight levels of strength.
As a result, the surrounding air seemed to have changed. As he whipped out his whip, all the elements in the air moved in one place...