Based on the map given by the Yin Yang Crusaders, Feng Lin discovered that the Xingyuan tribe was located in the west of the Weisheng Kingdom.
The area was once very large, but now it is constantly being eroded by surrounding forces.
The current territory is similar to the previous Demon Queen He Xingzhen’s Ten Thousand Demon Sect.
Thinking about this kind of force, the strongest master should be comparable to the captain of the Yin Yang Crusade.
However, this time Feng Lin went there not to fight with the Xingyuan clan.
He wanted to kill the evil man who escaped from the Western Continent. It was a bit difficult to deal with a perfect ninth level, but it was acceptable.
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Feng Lin traveled all night without stopping, and it took him five days to reach the Xingyuan clan's sphere of influence.
If he hadn't improved his strength and not slept for five days, he would have really been unable to bear it.
That night, Feng Lin drilled a hole in the deserted mountain forest.
Sleeping here feels safer than in a hotel.
Early the next morning, Feng Lin had something to eat and prepared to go to the ruins of the Xingyuan clan.
Along the way, Feng Lin took out his mobile phone, which contained information about this target.
This person is relatively easy to recognize.
One ear is missing, he is tall and strong, and his energy is of the wood attribute.
"This feeling is a bit nostalgic."
Feng Lin smiled and whispered, most of the assassination missions carried out back then were like this.
The only difference is that there are fewer people talking.
Boom!
Just as Feng Lin was lamenting his life, a huge shaking sound came from the distance.
Then, the storm formed by Qi Jin arrived as promised.
Feng Lin stared into the distance and rushed over immediately.
After getting closer, I found that there were two people fighting each other, and there was an injured person on the ground.
The two people in the duel, both at the ninth level of perfection, were fighting in the sky.
As for the injured person on the ground, he was a young man.
"That's... the fallen soul?"
Feng Lin looked up high. One of them was surrounded by black flames, and his face could not be seen clearly.
Another man was wearing a black robe, and his whole body was shining with golden light.
"Xing Heng! Hand over the skills of the fallen soul!"
In the sky, the voice of the man in black robes resounded, "Otherwise, your son will die!"
"Xing Heng? It turned out to be him."
Feng Lin had met him several times. He was Xing Nan's father.
"Stop pretending! I know you are from the Sun Tribe!"
Above the sky, Xing Heng said sternly, "I have no enmity with you, why did you hurt me?"
"A common man is not guilty, but he who possesses a jade is guilty. Have you ever heard of this saying?"
The man in black robe sneered, "Now that you know my identity, I won't pretend anymore. You still have ten seconds to think about it, Sunset!"
Boom!
Above the sky, golden light quickly gathered.
Transformed into a huge ball of light.
The ball of light fell from the sky.
Click!
Before it hit the ground, the huge pressure generated by the light ball caused the ground to fall apart.
Xing Bin was sitting on the ground, his body embedded in the ground.
He struggled hard but couldn't break free.
He could only raise his head in despair and look at the ball of light that was gradually approaching him.
"You can be considered a relative of Sister Nan, please help me."
In the chapter on Feng Lin's display of military power, his own realm suddenly rose to the same level as theirs.
Whoosh!
Feng Lin turned into a black shadow, penetrated the golden ball of light, and came to the man in black robe.
The long sword in his hand slashed at the opponent's face.
"helper?"
The master of the Sun Clan immediately detonated the sunset, and he himself fled far away.
Seeing this, Xing Heng hurriedly turned into a black star and rushed towards Xing Bin.
Boom!
Golden light erupted instantly, swallowing up all the surrounding woods.
Circles of ripples spread in all directions.
It took a long time before the place returned to normal.
A huge deep pit appeared on the ground, and inside was a star-like light.
The light is like the universe, black with dots of starlight.
This light was like a huge quilt, covering Xing Bin below.
He didn't release the power until the energy around him disappeared.
"Son, are you okay?"
Xing Heng pulled Xing Bin up beside him.
"fine."
Xing Bin took a breath of cold air. Fortunately, the ball of light exploded high in the sky.
If it fell down and fell on him, he might die.
"It's okay."
Xing Heng looked away, looking for the man in black robe just now.
Finally locked onto the high forest.
Feng Lin also fell from the sky and appeared in front of the two of them.
"Thank you. If it hadn't been for you this time, my son's life would have been lost."
Xing Heng immediately stood up and bowed to Feng Lin.
"Senior, you are polite. I should save you. I have a good relationship with Xing Nan."
As Feng Lin spoke, he took off the hat of his black robe, revealing his appearance.
"You...are you Feng Lin?"
Xing Heng's eyes widened in disbelief.
How can this be?
When I met Feng Lin before, he was still trash, but now he has reached this point.
Xing Bin couldn't believe it either. He had heard his father say about Feng Lin.
The fallen soul they learned was obtained from Feng Lin.
"Senior, don't be so nervous. This realm of mine is fake. This is a disguised technique."
The Fenglin realm began to decline, and finally stayed at the fifth level of Dacheng.
"Dacheng Level 5? How did you get in?"
Xing Heng's face was solemn. He didn't know that the Yin Yang Crusaders had been attacking the Tiandao formation.
"How else could I get in? I was cornered by a few masters, so I jumped in."
Feng Lin spread his hands helplessly, "But fortunately, I'm not dead."
"You are so lucky to have passed the strange stream."
Xing Heng smiled and nodded, "No matter what, I still want to thank you for saving us."
"As I said just now, I only saved you because of Sister Nan. Where is she now?"
Feng Lin had no interest in these two people.
When we first met, I could only say that they were not enemies, but they were definitely not friends.
Although he was tortured, it took him a while to let Feng Lin master the fallen soul. This was considered a favor.
After hearing Feng Lin's words, Xing Heng's face turned ugly, "My daughter is under control."
"What? What's going on?"
Feng Lin suddenly frowned.
"This is all my fault!"
Xing Bin on the side clenched his fists hard. He lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "During a mission, I encountered a crisis and cast the Fallen Soul."
"I don't blame you. Since you are in danger, you must use it."
Xing Heng looked at Feng Lin and told the general story.
After they obtained the Corrupted Soul, their original plan was for the three of them to completely master it and then announce it to the public.
But before Xing Bin encountered a crisis, he used this trick.
Other races may not see anything, but other factions of the Xingyuan Clan know that this is a fallen soul.
After returning that time, the current head of the Xingyuan Clan asked them to hand over their fallen souls.
The penalty and balance were not brought out.
This is the basis for them to regain their family rights. How can they give it up to others?
It is not easy for those in power to snatch it in front of the clan members. After all, Xing Heng's lineage was the boss of the Xingyuan clan at the beginning.
The technique of Fallen Soul is also something from their lineage.
Originally, Xing Heng thought that the matter was over for now, but he didn't expect that the people in power were shameless.
They didn't know where they recruited a perfect ninth level person and wanted to marry Xing Nan to him.
In exchange for the other party joining the Xingyuan Clan.
Of course Xing Heng was unwilling, but the opponent was stronger and immediately trapped Xing Heng.
"Ninth level of perfection?"
Feng Lin frowned and immediately took out the task list, "Is he this person?"