Only Xin Wuhen can see the weight of Zhao Feng's kick.

If we rely solely on brute force, the hardness of the material of the "Bronze Hanging Coffin" and the power of the Xuanyin backlash will be enough to cause the Void God King to be injured.

Even if Zhao Feng's holy thunder body is strong, he will not be safe and sound.

However.

His kick happened to hit the loophole in the protective power of the "Bronze Hanging Coffin" and shocked his body into the joints at the coffin mouth.

At the same time, the ancient green shoes under Zhao Feng's feet play a certain protective role.

As for the backlash of the Xuanyin power of the "Xuanyin Ancient Bronze", it was just rightly resolved and offset by the strong force of Zhao Feng's mutated blood demon Yang.

"What a powerful Xuanyin power."

Zhao Feng shook his body slightly, feeling the powerful evil yin power of the bronze hanging coffin itself.

But this thing has no effect on him.

The soul treasure in the hanging coffin is what Zhao Feng really moved.

"其"

Zhao Feng's second kick in the air, with a more domineering force, kicked the joints of the coffin mouth of the "Bronze Hanging Coffin".

Bang

This time, the bronze hanging coffin was kicked away by Zhao Feng.

Boom

The evil spirit of the treasure light soared into the sky made the entire dark underground tomb intertwined with light and darkness.

In the hanging coffin, a scattered skeleton was exposed.

Among them, the most obvious and largest one is a cloud silk robe, with a hint of green luster all over the body, cushioning under the bones.

Then, there was a piece of strange jade the size of a baby's palm, emitting a warm fragrance that filled the entire hanging coffin

In addition, there are some scattered jewelry and burial items, which are not ordinary items.

"Young man can't eat treasures alone"

The three middle-aged kings in the yellow robe joined forces, and the three kingly powers were connected in a layer of earth-yellow phantom field.

boom

Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng couldn't help but sink, colliding with the three kings in close combat.

"Hey, where is that soul treasure?"

Zhao Feng felt the evil spirit power of the soul treasure, but did not find the target.

Rumble

During the fight, the coffin lid of the bronze hanging coffin turned over and exposed a purple-black square stone inlaid on it.

"It's the Soul-Suppressing Stone"

The Eighth Prince and Luo Zun suddenly left Xin Wuhen and flew towards the hanging coffin behind him.

In fact.

The bronze hanging coffin is closest to Xin Wuhen, but it was blocked by the half of the skeleton. Zhao Feng and others still spared it.

At this time, the half of the skeleton was almost sealed. Xin Wuhen turned around and inserted it into the battle for the treasure of the hanging coffin.

Boom

For a time, the confrontation between many kings was in great chaos.

Some treasures flew into the air during the fight.

"It turned out to be a soul-squeezing stone. No wonder it absorbed such an amazing Yin Yao soul power."

Zhao Feng is not interested in other treasures.

"Body of Holy Thunder"

Zhao Feng's silver-blue metal-like body was slightly higher out of thin air, and the invisible power of power lines lined up the power of confrontation around him.

Pang

The ancient shoes under his feet burst out like a bull, with the overbearing power and impacting the two nearby kings.

And then.

Zhao Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed the "soul-suppressing stone" in his hand.

The Soul-Suppressing Stone exudes a tremendous and astonishing evil spirit, and most kings dare not approach it.

With his strong body, Zhao Feng grabbed the Soul-Suppressing Stone and his own soul will, resisting the impact and erosion of the Yin Yao soul power.

"What a strong Yin Yao Soul Power"

Zhao Feng's soul is subject to round erosion and impact.

Just a few traces of soul power aftermath have caused the minds of the kings nearby to be disordered and their souls to be eroded.

Seeing the situation, the major kings nearby all distanced themselves from Zhao Feng.

The Eighth Prince and others looked like they were freaks. The "soul-suppressing stone" suppressed and absorbed the power of countless evil ghosts. If they stayed by their side, they would be afraid of disturbing their practice and keeping their own devils in mind, they would have no benefits.

Others are too evaded by the Soul-Suppressing Stone.

Only Zhao Feng took the initiative to ingest this hot potato.

"Hehe, your body seems pretty good, ignorant human..."

A sinister and ferocious voice came from the Soul-Suppressing Stone.

The owner of the voice was a spirit will of a remnant soul, similar to the state of the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint.

"The Remnant Spirit of the Holy Lord"

Xin Wuhen was slightly discolored, and he also distanced himself from the Soul-Suppressing Stone to compete for other treasures.

"Tsk tsk... This thief is really stupid. He missed it for a long time, but he only went to provoke the difficult Soul Stone

The three middle-aged kings in the yellow robe were a little gloating.

The sealed spirit of the Holy Lord in the Soul-Suppressing Stone, even the spirit of the remnant soul and the extremely weak will of the remnant soul, was not something that the ordinary king could provoke.

Boom

At the soul level, there was a violent shock, and there was a powerful scene that shook the world; the "Sacred Lord Remnant Spirit" sealed in the Demon Stone rushed into the human body of this Danyuan Realm with a great and boundless artistic conception.

"Your sin is not alive"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Luo Zun's eyes.

Boom

At this moment, other strong men on the field were fighting for the treasures that were flying in the air.

Everyone had a tacit understanding and distanced themselves from Zhao Feng to avoid being invaded by the evil will of the "Demon Stone".

Nangong Sheng is striving to compete for the largest "cloud silk robe".

His attack speed is top-notch. If there are more defensive treasures, it will be perfect.

original.

Nangong Sheng was still a little worried about Zhao Feng's condition, but a voice came from his mind: "Don't worry about me."

This sound is calm and powerful.

Nangong Sheng felt an inexplicable sense of confidence and immediately focused on competing for the Yun Silk Robe.

He expected that the "Zuotong Heavenly Lord" who was shocked by the Canghai could even threaten the Saint Lord of the Xuanguang Realm at its peak.

"Hehe..."

With a dark smile, the Holy Lord's remnant spirit broke into Zhao Feng's soul sea world.

Left pupil space.

Zhao Feng’s purple soul sea is two or three hundred feet in diameter, and the core area is a blue lake.

"Hey, no..."

The remaining spirit of the Holy Lord broke into Zhao Feng's soul sea world, his face changed, and was shocked by the immortal aura of thunder.

"Such weak lord's remnant spirit, die."

Zhao Feng sneered.

With his thoughts, one or two hundred lines of "Divine Tribulation Thunder Power" suddenly lit up in the purple soul sea.

"What kind of breath of the divine tribulation..."

The Holy Lord's remnant spirit was so scared that he scattered and screamed.

boom
To be continued...