The Blue Flame Green Scale Tiger is one of the descendants of the White Tiger, one of the five ferocious beasts. Although its bloodline is not pure, the power and talent of the White Tiger are enough to make it run rampant.
Originally, it was an overlord-level existence in the Ruins of the Rising Sun. Unless the saint took action, no one could do anything to defeat it. But things are unpredictable...
Looking at the blue-flamed, green-scaled tiger that looked like a small mountain in front of him, Fenghao felt a surge of excitement in his heart.
This blue-flamed green-scaled tiger is covered with blue scales, but the color is a bit dim now. Each scale has countless traces left on it and is stained with blood. The fatal blow to it was at the neck, and the head was already gone.
It was cut off and the blood was almost drained. It had been a long time since he died.
But even if it has been dead for a long time, there is still a great power lingering around it that has not dissipated and people dare not underestimate it.
"Woohoo..."
Seeing the corpse in Cheng Nan's hands, the little tiger cub made a whimpering sound. It was very sad. It struggled and wanted to pounce on it, but it couldn't get rid of Cheng Nan's imprisonment. It could only spread its teeth and claws.
"Master, master..."
At this time, Huang Tianyun was running over from a distance, panting and panting as if it took a lot of effort to catch up. However, Feng Hao rolled his eyes and ignored him.
If this guy doesn't become an actor, it's really a waste of talent.
"Where's its head?"
When Fenghao mentioned the Blue Flame Green Scale Tiger, he didn't see its head, so he frowned and asked Cheng Nan
What he needs is the essence of the Blue Flame Green Scale Tiger, and the essence exists in the essence core in the head. Without the head, this corpse has no value to him at all.
"head"
Cheng Nan was stunned and then said, "When it was chopped down, it rolled too far and I didn't have time to pick it up... Come on, I'll take you to see if it's still there."
"Um"
Feng Hao signaled him to put away the body of the Cang Yan Qing Scale Tiger and the three of them headed towards the place where the battle had just taken place.
The scene in front of us was a mess. Within a few miles, rocks were broken and trees were destroyed. Broken corpses could be seen everywhere, stained with blood. As soon as you saw it, you would know that a shocking battle had taken place here.
"Why is it missing?"
After searching for several times at the place where the Blue Flame Green Scale Tiger was killed, the head was still not found. Cheng Nan was also a little distressed.
Since Feng Hao asked, he knew that this head should be of some use to Feng Hao.
"It must have been picked up by someone."
Standing at the place where Cangyan Green Scale Tiger died, Feng Hao frowned slightly when he saw the blood stains flying away, and sighed softly.
"Those should be those guys just now."
Cheng Nan said interface
"oh"
His unintentional words made Feng Hao's eyes light up and the corners of his mouth slightly curved, "It's interesting... then let's go to Xuyang Ancient City."
"Hey hey okay"
When Cheng Nan heard this, he immediately became as excited as a chicken.
He was chased badly just now and was almost killed. If he didn't vent his anger this time, he would come back to save face in the future.
But now that Feng Hao is here, I can get my face back immediately.
There is no other reason. Feng Hao is a member of the Feng family. Now the top power in Tianwu, who dares to offend him?
Not to mention the forces behind him, his current strength is that no one can suppress him unless the saint takes action.
In addition to the fact that the tattered clothes in the rumor are that although he is in the realm of martial arts, he can slap away the leader of the Light Alliance with a shoehorn, so what safety risks are there to worry about here?
So the group of three people rushed towards Xuyang Ancient City.
There's no rush. If the essence core is refined, Feng Hao will have to find a descendant of the white tiger again.
…
After the green-haired old man and a group of strong men returned to Xuyang Ancient City, they immediately caused an uproar, and the entire power in Xuyang Ancient City was alarmed.
The young son of Cangyan Green Scale Tiger was snatched away by an outsider, and everything that happened at that time was spread secretly. Everyone knew that the green-haired old man had suffered a big loss at the hands of a young mysterious man, even a dozen people in the Martial Emperor realm.
Even strong men dare not attack him
"Could it be that he is a saint from another land?"
Everyone can only think in a higher direction because in their opinion, no one can do this unless they are saints.
It is very important for a saint to take action. Generally speaking, a saint cannot take action easily. This can easily break the balance of the world. There is an ancient saying that a saint takes action and his body is buried thousands of miles away. This ancient saying shows that the power of a saint is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
"This matter will never be settled like this."
The green-haired old man arrived at the palace of the Holy Land of the Rising Sun. He glanced at the sky in the distance with a ferocious look on his face, entered the palace, and headed directly to the Holy Land.
The Saint takes action. In addition, Feng Hao's remarks are already a provocation to the Holy Land of Xuyang. He can use this as a reason to ask the Holy Lord of Xuyang to take action.
After all, if this matter spreads and the Holy Land of the Rising Sun remains indifferent, it will greatly weaken the prestige of the Holy Land.
…
"Hey Feng Hao, how are you going to find it?"
Looking at the Xuyang Ancient City entrenched on the horizon from a distance, Cheng Nan turned around and asked Feng Hao.
"How to find"
Feng Hao's mouth curved slightly and he said playfully, "Of course we're asking people from the Holy Land of the Rising Sun to find us. After all, this is their territory, isn't it?"
“Good idea”
The three of them looked at each other and let out creepy laughter. The frightened tiger cub shrank its head and looked at them in fear.
Needless to say, Huang Tianyun was just a guy who was worried about the world being in chaos. Naturally, Feng Hao also wanted to help Cheng Nan vent his anger. After all, if he hadn't thought of coming here, this brother would have died here inexplicably.
He must sound the alarm to all major forces. Anyone who dares to touch his own people must be prepared to be annihilated.
"Who"
When the three of them were about to enter the city gate, they were intercepted by the guards at the gate.
"Go and ask your Holy Lord Xuyang to come see me and tell me that I'll be waiting for him at the Tianwu Auction House."
Feng Hao glanced at them lightly, and a majestic pressure almost made them suffocate to death. With these words, the three of them walked away and walked towards the Xuyang Tianwu Auction House, leaving a look of horror on their faces.
The guards and the astonished passers-by along the way
This tone is not ordinary. He directly asks to see the Holy Lord.
"What should I do, captain?"
All the guards were looking at one of the burly men.
"Go to the temple and report"
The burly man's face was pale and dripping with sweat. After leaving these words, he hurried towards Xuyang Palace.
He knew very well where the Tianwu Auction House was, and after he saw the tiger cub in Cheng Nan's hand, he even doubted whether these three people were the protagonists in the rumors.
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