Chapter 1130 The Poison of the City

Under the guidance of the bead-eating ***, Yi Feng spent several hours and finally arrived at the center of the city. A vast mansion was located in the center, soaring straight into the sky, towering into the top of the lord's mansion like the castle of Yunwangru. There were bursts of red clouds, dyeing the entire void into a colorful color. If you just enjoy the beautiful scenery, it would definitely make people obsessed with it.

But it was obvious that everyone had no intention of stopping to appreciate the beautiful picture. At this time, many soul-catching masters had gathered around the city, rising into the sky and galloping towards the top of the city lord's mansion.

On the top of the city lord's mansion, Yi Feng looked up and saw that they were as small as ants.

The soul-capturing master who kept coming around made Yi Feng secretly wary and asked the man in the throne: "Senior, what do we do now?"

The throne man also looked at the soul-capturing masters who were galloping into the sky, bombarding the top of the city lord one by one. Under their bombardment, the entire ground began to shake.

"I didn't expect that so many years have passed. The ban has dissipated so much. Yi Feng, hurry to enter the city. With their attack power, I'm afraid that the ban will not last long, and the ban will be really possible for them to get it." The man in the throne was also a little anxious.

It is obvious that the man in the throne underestimated the speed of the ban and underestimated the strength of the people coming in. This time, the attacks were repeated, and the earth shook.

Yi Feng's heart also tightened, nodded vigorously, and galloped towards the city lord's mansion. At the same time, some soul-capturing masters did not rush to the top of the mansion, but rushed into the mansion with Yi Feng.

"Follow my instructions and find my other half of my soul body as soon as possible. It's too late." The man on the throne urged.

Yi Feng was also anxious. As long as the ban was broken, there would always be someone who could get the beads and recover them.

"Go forward, keep moving forward." The man in the throne kept pointing at Yi Feng's advance.

When he noticed the urgency of the man in the throne, Yi Feng's fighting spirit was not retained, and he quickly galloped forward in the flash. This speed shocked everyone who came in with Yi Feng, and the man in the throne was also surprised.

"Very good. With such speed, maybe we can enter the ban before them. However, now we have to take my other half of my soul body first, otherwise I will not be able to break those traps." The man on the throne said anxiously.

Yi Feng nodded tightly, exerted his speed to the extreme, and galloped towards the other party frantically.

"Wait! There is an illusion here! The illusion set up by the old immortal here slows down. There is a trap in the illusion. Without the strength of the lord level, if you fall into the trap, it will be a good fortune." The man in the throne saw that Yi Feng was not slow and rushed straight towards a twisted space in front, and couldn't help but remind him. Although he was strong at the beginning, he had no idea about the illusion.

"No need!" Blocked by the surprise of the man in the throne, Yi Feng's speed accelerated and galloped towards the illusion.

Seeing Yi Feng so arrogant, the man on the throne couldn't help but be anxious: "Yi Feng, break through slowly, don't ***. Although the old immortal only knows some fur, he is a saint-level strongman after all, and a little fur is enough for you to feel good."

"As such a shallow illusion, I can't do anything to me." Yi Feng said, his figure constantly changing in the illusion, and his wings still swayed.

The man at the throne was surprised to see Yi Feng walking regularly. Because Yi Feng didn't encounter a trap, and the man at the throne felt vaguely that Yi Feng could walk out of the illusion when he walked like this.

"Does this kid understand the ancient illusion?" The man at the throne was very confused.

"I once obtained the illusion inheritance of a powerful man at the level of an ancient master." Yi Feng seemed to know what the other party was thinking and explained to the man in the throne.

The man on the throne was stunned and then was overjoyed: "It's great. I originally thought that this illusion would take a lot of time, but now I can easily get through it, which saves most of the time."

"boom……"

Just as the man on the throne was very happy, a roar came from his ears and the whole city began to sway.

The throne man's face changed drastically: "No, there is an eight-star soul-capturing master among them. The ban is about to be opened. Yi Feng, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and get out of the illusion."

The man in the throne was very anxious and kept urging Yi Feng.

Yi Feng's face also changed drastically, the eight-star soul-catching master. What a terrifying existence he was. Now Yi Feng, even if he used the immortal killing and all his skills were used, could not shake his status.

The seven stars and eight stars are no longer at the level, but at the change of qualitativeness. Yi Feng is now confident that he is facing the ninth-level priest level, and even if he can't beat it, he can escape unstoppable. However, he cannot take up a few moves of the king level, because this is a heavenly knot. This pit is countless times more versatile than the one between the king level and the emperor level.

Therefore, even a beautiful girl like Ning Xuan still has no confidence to break through to the rank of the king after getting the old man's insights, holy water, etc. After all the help of the old man, she still has no confidence to break through to the rank of the king. You can imagine the gap between the rank of the king and the king.

Although Yi Feng knew that the beads could definitely attract eight-star soul-catching masters, he did not expect that there were eight-star soul-catching masters in this radius of thousands of miles. Eight-star soul-catching masters are extremely powerful and extremely rare.

It is understandable that there are so many soul-capturing masters in a radius of thousands of miles, but an eight-star emerges. It is surprising. Not to mention thousands of miles, even if there is external force in a radius, it is extremely difficult to find such a soul-capturing master in a radius.

But here, there is one, and it has to be said that Yi Feng and the other soul-capturing masters have extremely poor luck.

"Quick! Quick! Quick!" The man on the throne kept urging. If these restrictions were not dissipated so quickly because of the age of time, he would not be afraid of the other party causing any waves. But now, he would be afraid that the other party would be able to break up the restrictions soon.

Yi Feng also felt the urgency in it, his wings flashed, and he was like a fish in water in the illusion. Soon, Yi Feng found the exit of the illusion, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the illusion.

However, when Yi Feng disappeared, he could already hear the screams. This made Yi Feng sneer. He didn't understand the illusion and randomly entered the illusion created by the saint-level powerful man. That was because he was asking for trouble.

But as soon as Yi Feng came out of the illusion, his face suddenly changed: "It's poisonous!"

Yi Feng, who had just taken a breath, felt a little numb. If Yi Feng could see it, he would definitely find that his whole face had turned black. This toxicity is terrifying.

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