Ten minutes later, several imperial guards brought Feng Yi to the scene.
There are some injuries on his body, but it can be seen that they are not serious, but his skills have been blocked.
"Master Ling?!"
When he arrived, he looked at Ling Hao with surprise and shouted.
He originally thought that this time, not only himself, but also everyone in Ling Hao would be implicated by him, and there would be no chance of survival, so he had already prepared for the worst.
But now, seeing Ling Hao and the others appear here unscathed, they were naturally surprised.
Immediately afterwards, he saw Feng Xiu lying on the ground, and his face was even more shocked.
Ling Hao could actually win the title of third-grade Holy Emperor's title?!
"How are you?" Ling Hao looked at Feng Yi and asked.
Plop!
Feng Yi knelt down directly towards Ling Hao.
"Thank you, Mr. Ling!"
"You get up first!" Ling Hao raised his hand and swept out a blast of palm wind to lift him up.
Then, a few wisps of finger wind popped up and penetrated into his body, releasing his sealed skills.
"Thank you Mr. Ling for your kindness!" Feng Yi took a deep breath and bowed deeply.
"From now on, my life, Feng Yi, belongs to Mr. Ling. I will go up to the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of fire without any hesitation!"
"Are there any of your people in the palace?" Ling Hao asked.
"Yes!" Feng Yi nodded and pointed at Feng Xiu: "My father's people had their skills sealed by him, and they were all locked up in a palace at the back."
"Aren't you going to let them go?" Ling Hao looked at the several imperial guards on the left and said in a deep voice.
"Okay...ok..." A few people nodded and left quickly.
"Where is your father?" Ling Hao continued to look at Feng Yi: "Go and bring him here, and I will help him take a look at his injuries!"
"Thank you!" Feng Yi bowed to Ling Hao again and walked quickly towards a building in the northwest corner.
In about ten minutes, a group of Feng Xiao's former diehards arrived at the scene, with a total number of about forty or fifty people.
"Thank you Mr. Ling for saving your life!"
The group of people came to Ling Hao and bowed to thank him.
They had already learned the general situation from the mouths of the imperial guards, and knew that Ling Hao had saved them.
"It's okay!" Ling Hao replied and twisted his eyes slightly.
After a while, rows of tiny silver needles with spiritual power appeared in the mid-air in front of him.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Immediately afterwards, silver needles sank into everyone's bodies like rain, releasing their sealed skills.
"Thank you again, Mr. Ling!"
Seeing Ling Hao's superb technique, forty or fifty people were secretly amazed.
"You guys should adjust your breath yourself!" Ling Hao nodded slightly.
While speaking, he released his mental power to check the cultivation level of the group.
The high-end combat power includes two first-level Holy Emperors, two half-step Holy Emperors, four ninth-level God Emperors and six eighth-level God Emperors. The others are all at the middle stage of God Emperor or below.
At this point, all the high-end combat power of the Qingyuan Empire has basically appeared.
The overall strength is much stronger than Ling Hao had previously estimated.
Including Feng Mo and the people guarding the other side of the valley some time ago, there are nearly ten people in the Qingyuan Empire who are strong in the Holy Emperor Realm!
In addition, there are twenty or thirty half-step holy emperors and dozens of ninth-grade god emperors.
It is worthy of being one of the four great empires in the Forbidden Ruins space, and its strength cannot be underestimated!
This is all because he did not act recklessly before and directly come to the Qingyuan Empire Palace, otherwise it would be tragic.
Ling Hao thought of another question at the same time.
The Qingyuan Empire, which ranks third among the four empires, has this kind of strength. How strong are the top two, Bingyun Empire and Chiyan Empire?
"Master Ling!"
At this time, Feng Yi came over supporting an old man.
