First-class queen: woman, don't be too arrogant

Chapter 870
They want to see what this guy is.

Bursts of smoke disappeared in an instant.

In the hands of Fengyun and Xiaoshi, the huge smoke beast was as vulnerable as paper.

In an instant, it dissipated into the sky.

Only a black, fingernail-sized black spot is left on the branches and leaves of the food.

"Yunyun, here." Snacks handed to Fengyun: "I can't feel what it is, but I always feel that something is not right."

Fengyun stopped in mid-air, and took over the black dot from the branches and leaves of the snack.

A gloomy black full of encroaching power.

Feng Yun frowned, thought for a while, and suddenly fell into the town in a whirl.

Along the way, the streets remain the same, and the flow of people is as usual.

Holding the black ball in his hand, Fengyun walked slowly past them.

Ordinary people laughed and talked, as if they didn't know.

I didn't feel anything when I brushed past them.

This black spiritual power did not cause any harm to them.

Fengyun rolled his eyes slightly, and walked towards the mercenary organization in the town.

Each of the three continents has its own way of life, but there is no shortage of industries that do everything for money.

Leaning obliquely at the gate of the mercenary organization in the town.

Fengyun pretended to be a spectator, neither advancing nor retreating, just standing there.

At the gate of the mercenary organization, there are not many people coming and going, but those who want to come in are all capable of spiritual power.

In twos and threes, spirit kings, spirit sects, spirit emperors and other spirit masters of all levels come and go from here.

Fengyun held the black spiritual ball, stretched his hand casually, but placed it in the closest position to these people.

Feel the changes in these people over time.

Feng Yunben's slightly frowning face changed.

The low-level spirit kings passed by here, and Fengyun only felt that their spiritual energy was slightly disturbed.

However, not enough to sway them.

In other words, such low-level martial arts practitioners don't react much to things.

However, when the higher-level Lingzong, Linghuang, and others pass by here.

Fengyun could clearly feel that their spiritual power was rapidly passing away.

Being quickly eaten away by this thing.

(End of this chapter)