Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

Just when Nalan Zhenyue was in great pain, a force pulled her out of the seven-color killing formation, and the seven-color killing formation did not disappear, and remained in place, covering the area that Nalan Zhenyue touched just now. that grave.

"..."

"Let's keep looking for heads!"

Nalan Zhenyue took a look at the seven-color killing formation and felt a little surprised. It was indeed a seven-color killing formation, and it was very powerful, even stronger than the Seven-color killing formation of the World-Defying King. This is a complete seven-color killing formation. Array!

The mental imprint of looking for the head chattered in her ear, "Fei Tianzun died too early, eh!"

"Who is the Flying King?"

"Feitian Zunwang is the owner of the tomb just now. The Zunwang of our time was comparable to Fengdi when he was young, but Fengdi's lunatic is too fucking strong, and he left Feitian Zunwang far behind, Feitian Zunwang Unwilling to be reconciled, I created a seven-color killing formation, the power of this formation is actually great, but except for Feitian Zunwang, basically no one has exerted the greatest killing power."

"Emperor Feng?" Nalan Zhenyue's heart skipped a beat.

"Why mention that lunatic, I hate that lunatic, I hate that lunatic the most, my head was chopped off by him."

"..."

It's not that she mentioned it first, okay?

However, this is too spooky!

Nalan Zhenyue tried her best to calm herself down, and tried to ask, "Is he very strong?"

As everyone knows, her heart is beating non-stop!

"Strong? Hmph, that lunatic is not only strong, but also very strong!" The person looking for the head seemed unwilling to mention Emperor Feng, but he said it again without knowing it. Although he hated Emperor Feng, he also hated Emperor Feng for killing him. But by this time, the hatred had long since diminished. In terms of cultivation, he had to admire that lunatic.

"Emperor Feng, where is that shameless grave of Emperor Feng?!"

"I'm going to dig his grave!!!"

"Emperor Feng!!!"

"Where is Emperor Feng?"

"The tomb of Emperor Feng is not here at all, how could he be here, are you all stupid?" said the man named Nanhai Ghost King.

"Yeah, according to the character of that monster, he definitely wouldn't come here!"

"Why didn't you come here?" Nalan Zhenyue didn't immediately tell them that Emperor Feng was still alive, but asked.

"Of course I won't come here!" The person who was looking for the head said suddenly, "Back then he practiced a kind of kung fu, and he almost lost his temper, and almost died without his soul. It happened in the ancient battlefield. I hate that girl, he killed me here! And his biological elder brother also died here, he never wanted to come here for the rest of his life!"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

"..."

If you really want to talk about it, you can talk about it for three days and three nights. Nalan Zhenyue didn't say anything, but when you mentioned Emperor Feng, many people began to discuss it. It was nothing more than how they fought back then, and how There is how Emperor Feng made his moves, and then all kinds of hatred.

Nalan Zhenyue didn't say a word, and the more she listened, the more frightened she became. Fengdi Fengdi said that he was called emperor in ancient times, which is enough to show how powerful he is.

The young strong man was born out of nowhere, and he had a biological elder brother who was killed by the maddened Emperor Feng in the ancient battlefield, so this is what Mei Qingchen said, why did Emperor Feng not want to find this place? Come, because he never wanted to be here in his life.