After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

However, Xia Feng was indeed a little tired. After recovering his mental strength, he stood on the boat and waited for a long time before getting off the boat.

The Tianyin Elf was a little tired and just about to get into his sleeves to rest, when several unharmonious sounds came from the distance.

"Boy, what is that in your hand?"

Xia Feng had just come down from the Tianyin Sea. He was already a little tired due to overdraft of mental energy. Now he was provoked for no reason, and his expression became even more irritable.

Lu Ziqian, who was behind him, mentally mourned for the people across from him for a moment, then leaned next to Xia Feng and whispered: "These people across from me seem to be the geniuses of the High-pitched Sect. I have seen them at sect gatherings before."

The irritation on Xia Feng's face became a little more intense. After solving the problem of the bass teacher, he came back to the treble teacher. Will there be another alto teacher popping up soon?

One after another, they just know how to make trouble for others without thinking about how to improve their cultivation.

Thinking of this, the God Burial Bell on his wrist shook slightly, as if he wanted to directly kill these people in front of him.

Before he could take action, Gao You, the high-pitched teacher opposite, had already walked over with a greedy look on his face: "That brat in front of you, hand over what you have in your hand."

Xia Feng looked over with a cold face: "Are you talking to me?"

Gaoyou sneered: "Of all the people here, you exude the strongest smell of poverty, and of course I am talking about you."

Xia Feng narrowed his eyes and looked over: "It seems that the upbringing of the high-pitched teacher is not very good. He is so poor and sour when he opens his mouth and covets other people's secret treasures. He simply tramples on the high-pitched teacher's face."

Gao You's face darkened: "Secret treasures are always reserved for those who are capable. How can you, a mud-legged person from the lower world, deserve such a good thing as the Tianyin Elf?"

While Gaoyou was talking, Xia Feng looked around at the situation on Tianyin Island. They were not the first ones to arrive.

Many geniuses have gathered at the foot of Tianyin Mountain. These geniuses are divided into many small teams according to their sects and families, and there have been many conflicts between them.

While Xia Feng and Gao You were talking, two battles broke out around them.

These people stared at the treasures in each other's hands, and started fighting if they disagreed. The winner took away all the treasures and trophies, while the loser directly handed over his life here.

Gaoyou intercepted Xia Feng relatively early. In just a short time, there were already several groups of people around him looking here from time to time, as if they wanted to compete with Gaoyou.

Xia Feng was angry for a moment and laughed. These people actually treated him as a soft persimmon, and one or two of them wanted to pounce on him and bite him.

They didn't learn the lessons he taught these people outside the gate of the secret realm at all. Instead, they became more and more arrogant after entering the secret realm.

Gaoyou on the opposite side was already a little impatient. He moved quickly and immediately discovered that these idiots from the Tianyin Sect had landed on Tianyin Island, so they could get the most benefits.

But it was relative. At this moment, he could see that the geniuses around him were getting ready to make a move.

If the delay continues, these people may not be able to bear it anymore and attack Xia Feng directly, and it may be unclear what Gaoyou will get by then.

Thinking of this, Gao You's expression changed, he took out a suona in his hand, stared at Xia Feng and said: "Boy, there is a way to heaven but you don't take it, there is no way to hell and you insist on breaking through it."

"If you are sensible, hand over the Tianyin Elf now, and I might be able to spare your life."

"If I take action, I'm afraid your life will be in danger." Lu Ziqian and the others looked at Gaoyou who was talking to himself, and felt that there was something wrong with this man's mind.

They had all seen Xia Feng's abilities all the way here. What kind of trump cards does this person have that he dares to blatantly shout that adults' lives are at stake?

Even Xia Feng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth, and then Gaoyou on the opposite side seemed to be irritated, calling the high-pitched teacher Tianjiao behind him to launch an attack.

When the suona sounded, Xia Feng's expression was really subtle.

He knew this thing was noisy, but he never thought it would be so noisy. When the tenor instructor and a group of forty or fifty people played the suona at the same time, Xia Feng felt that his Tianling Cap was about to be blown away for a moment.

The God Burial Bell on the wrist seemed to have been awakened by the suona, and it emitted a dull bell on its own without even being driven by Xia Feng.

Originally, the sound of the bell was relatively low and could not suppress the high-pitched sound of the suona. However, they did not know how the God Burial Bell did it. Everyone just felt that the bell sounded from the depths of their souls, and their arrogance was shattered. .

The sound of the God Burial Bell seemed to be an indiscriminate attack, and everyone on Tianyin Island heard the sound.

However, the followers behind Xia Feng didn't seem to feel any discomfort. They were just a little surprised where the sound came from.

The high-pitched sect members opposite Xia Feng did not receive such good treatment. Gao You at the front was directly shattered by half of his sea of ​​consciousness. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and blood flowed out from all his seven orifices.

Although the high-pitched disciples in the back were not as serious as him, they didn't seem to be in good condition either. One of them was vomiting blood and looked depressed.

Gaoyou gritted his teeth and wiped the blood from his mouth: "Boy, what on earth did you do?"

"Sneak attacks in private are nothing. If you have the ability, you and I will fight face to face. Don't use these crooked means."

He didn't seem to believe that Xia Feng could have such a strong attack power, so he only thought that Xia Feng had used some special means to achieve this attack.

Seeing Xia Feng standing there with no intention of continuing to attack, Gaoyou thought that Xia Feng could not use this kind of attack continuously, so he wanted to ask for an explanation from Xia Feng with a ferocious look on his face.

Xia Feng felt that this man was shaken by the sound of the God Burial Bell. He shook his wrist slightly, and the God Burial Bell appeared directly in front of him.

Looking at this ancient clock, Gaoyou has much more knowledge than Chang Lu.

He looked a little surprised at first, and then turned into disbelief: "Is this an ancient artifact?"

"You actually have an ancient artifact? How is this possible? How can a mere mud-legged person from the lower world possess an ancient artifact!"

Ancient artifacts are rare to begin with, let alone musical instrument types.

There may not be even one or two pieces in the entire Tianyin Divine Realm, and they must all be in the hands of the top god king.

Even Divine King Tianyin may not have an ancient artifact. Where did Xia Feng, a mud-legged man from the lower realm, get the ancient artifact?

Gaoyou's expression was filled with greed and fear, his eyes fixed on the ancient artifact in Xia Feng's hand, wishing that the person holding the ancient artifact was him. (End of chapter)