While escaping all the way, Han Feng was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of him. There was a mountain of corpses in front of him, and there was a strange figure on it, which was exactly the same as the one they encountered before!
Han Feng couldn't help but suspect that he was dazzled, but after rubbing his eyes, the strange scene was still there!
Suddenly, he was full of horror.
When he was about to leave, the man in the corpse mountain opened his eyes, and then stared at him intently.
But as he looked at it, the man's expression became more and more exciting, and then he suddenly knelt down in the mountain of corpses and said: "The aura of the Holy Envoy?! The humble slave Hong Wantong has seen the Holy Envoy!"
Han Feng was dumbfounded.
real.
The person in front of him was exactly the same as the person before. He thought he was the same person!
However, if it was the same person, how could the person in front of him not recognize him, how could he kneel down and speak incomprehensible words?
But Han Feng suddenly had an idea and stood there calmly, saying in a deep voice: "Hmph! Since you know that I am the Holy Envoy, why are you just kneeling on that mountain of corpses?"
Upon hearing this, Hong Wantong's face was full of fear, and he immediately kowtowed: "My lord, Holy Envoy, please forgive me. I am a humble slave who practices the method of dividing souls and needs to use a corpse as a medium, so I am not allowed to leave."
"How to separate souls? What is that?"
Han Feng asked curiously.
Hong Wantong was stunned and said with a puzzled expression: "Master Holy Envoy, the method of dividing souls was passed down to humble slaves by Holy Envoy Gas. How could you not..."
"How could I not know!" Seeing that he was about to be exposed, Han Feng interrupted and shouted: "I just want to test whether you have deceived me!"
"I don't dare!" Hong Wantong knelt so low that he didn't dare to raise his head. His body was trembling slightly, and he looked very scared.
But Han Feng ignored it and said in a fierce and angry voice: "Hmph! You said you didn't dare, but why did the people from the Huitu Sect hunt me down as soon as I came here! Do you want to rebel against my holy clan?"
As he spoke, the evil aura on his body became more and more evil, and his aura was actually similar to that of a vampire.
Hong Wantong was very frightened and shouted repeatedly: "Master Holy Envoy, I, Hong Wantong, was able to resurrect the Holy Clan and give birth to spiritual wisdom through corpses. This is how I established this Filthy Earth Sect, but I have never forgotten the Saint Clan.
How dare you have any dissatisfaction with the grace of rebuilding!"
"You don't dare, but your other soul does! He actually wants to use me as nourishment to make you stronger." Han Feng said directly.
Then, he said with a sudden look: "I seem to understand! You want to swallow my power, so that you no longer have to be the slave of my saint clan in the future!"
"Lord Holy Envoy, this humble slave would never dare!"
Hong Wantong knocked his head off and tried his best to explain: "Sir, you also know that although we are all divided souls, we each become one soul. What he did was definitely not our will. Please, please
Your Excellency, it is clear to you!"
"Do you think I would believe it?"
Han Feng's words were cold.
Hong Wantong had no choice but to grit his teeth and said: "If you don't believe it, my lord, then I can let go of my spiritual consciousness and let my lord know my heart at a glance."
Han Feng was very excited inside.
But he restrained himself forcefully and said with a disdainful expression: "It's ridiculous! Is the consciousness of a humble slave like you worthy of being spied on by this holy envoy?"
When Hong Wantong heard this, he was very frightened and immediately said: "Your Excellency is a saint, but I just want to prove my heart. Please give me a glimpse of my spiritual consciousness!"
As he said this, he let go of his spiritual consciousness.
Han Feng was stunned.
But in his excitement, he also directly invaded his spiritual consciousness, and instantly peeked into the other party's secrets.
But when the intermediary peeked into a corner of the secret, his consciousness collapsed in an instant, and Han Feng was forced to withdraw his consciousness.
Then, the man let out an extremely angry voice and said: "Damn it! Although your aura is similar to that of the Saints, you are definitely not from the Saints!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he struck Han Feng with a palm.
The power of that palm was overwhelming, filled with the anger of being deceived by Han Feng, and he vowed to kill Han Feng directly!
"This power... is actually the power of the Martial King Realm!" That palm shocked Han Feng. The power of the palm was beyond his ability to withstand.
"Little white-eyed wolf, you had a great time fooling me just now, why are you scared now?" Shui Henyao mocked playfully.
However, power is also released.
In an instant, Han Feng's strength skyrocketed, and he directly had the power of the Martial Emperor Realm. He raised his palm and directly dispersed the power of the palm.
Then without even looking at the man, he ran away and said, "Hong Wantong, Holy Envoy, you dare to take action. When I get to the Holy Clan, I will let Gas come and destroy your dirty earth sect!"
As soon as the words fell, the person was gone.
Originally, when Hong Wantong saw Han Feng running away, the aura on his body suddenly strengthened, and there was actually a trace of the aura of the Martial Emperor Realm permeating the air.
But after hearing his words, his expression suddenly froze, and then a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and his strength immediately dissipated, and he murmured: "Is he really a member of the holy clan?"
"But if he is a member of the Saint Clan, with his strength just now, why would he have to escape again?" Hong Wantong was a little unsure of Han Feng's identity.
However, when he saw two people coming here, he immediately asked: "This is the place where the master of our sect practices soul separation. Why did you two break in without my order?"
"Master, forgive me!"
The two of them knelt down and one of them explained: "Sect Master, in the Thirteenth Palace, a few people disturbed your Thirteenth Soul, Sect Master, so your Thirteenth Soul sent us to chase him.
Kill those people."
"But him?" Hong Wantong released his spiritual power, and then condensed a portrait of Han Feng in the void.
"It's him!" Someone immediately shouted: "Your Thirteenth Soul said that that person has the power he needs, so he must be caught!"
"That's it!" Hong Wantong understood everything, and his face suddenly became filled with endless anger, and then his figure disappeared.
And in a certain palace, a figure similar to Hong Wantong opened his eyes at this moment, and then he was startled, and his eyes were fierce.
Condensing his fingers into a formula, his strength increased sharply in an instant. He first stepped from the realm of great martial artist to the realm of Wuhou, and then broke through to the realm of general...
In the end, he achieved the position of Emperor Wu!
Then he frowned and murmured in a cold voice: "Thirty-three souls have returned. I have broken through to the sixth level of the Martial Emperor Realm. I want to see who you are. How dare you come to my dirty earth gate to deceive me."