Chapter 2091



"Ancient Rakshasa?"

Feng Wuchen and others all looked at Jiuyou for the first time, even Mie Po and Tian Sha.

"The Rakshasa clan still exists in ancient times?" Tian Sha asked in astonishment.

Jiuyou nodded slightly and said: "It does exist, I have heard the old leader say things about the ancient times, among which is the ancient Rakshasa, the spirit guardians take action on the living, maybe they are interested in the blood of the ancient Rakshasa, the blood of the spirit guardians. It's special, it can devour other bloodlines to improve the bloodline of the family."

"Xiaoxiao did not awaken the ancient bloodline, but only awakened the bloodline of the Protoss." Feng Wuchen shook his head and said.

Jiuyou said: "Maybe she will wake up soon, otherwise the spirit guardians will not be eyeing her. I am afraid that they have found the best opportunity to arrest people in the Chamber of Commerce City this time."

"Xiaoxiao went to see jewelry with me at the time, Brother Feng and the others were in the Chamber of Commerce." Miao Qingqing said.

"That's it." Jiuyou nodded.

After a pause, Jiuyou continued: "Young Master Chen, you are a descendant of the ancient dragon gods. I am afraid that the spirit guardians have already stared at you, but they have not dared to take action against you."

"It doesn't seem to be as simple as flirting, but it has been planned for a long time. The people who were secretly spied on in the Dragon Temple before, I am afraid there are also spirits, but we all thought they were sent by the seven main gods." Feng Wuchen's face was extremely cold.

Feng Wuchen had always wondered why she only caught Ling Xiaoxiao and not Miao Qingqing. Miao Qingqing is definitely a rare beauty. Knowing the spirit guardians, everything makes sense.

"Brother Feng, what should we do now? We don't know where the spirit guardians are." Liu Qingyang asked anxiously.

"If the spirit guardian dares to touch a single hair of Xiaoxiao, then there is no need for it to exist." Feng Wuchen said coldly, Ling Xiaoxiao is Feng Wuchen's inverse scale, and if he touches it, he will die.

Jiuyou and the others did not have the slightest doubt about the energy of Feng Wuchen's words.

The spirit guardians are indeed powerful, and the seven main gods are like ants in front of them.

But in front of the Lord God, the spirit guardians are still ants.

Shan Tong has the terrifying strength to crush the Lord God and Thousand Souls, and Feng Wuchen is not afraid of it.

Leaving the Godslayer Palace, the four Feng Wuchen came to the top of a mountain.

"call out!"

A black shadow appeared, wearing a black brocade, with a very respectful expression.

"Have you found it?" Feng Wuchen asked.

The mysterious man said respectfully: "Master Feng, Miss Xiaoxiao is in the Zuimeng Pavilion, the one who captured Miss Xiaoxiao was the younger generation of the guardian clan, this person has hidden his cultivation, not the realm of the god emperor, but the five-star god emperor, and the drunk dream pavilion is the guardian of the spirit. One of the tribe's affiliated forces."

Miao Qingqing frowned and said: "When I played against him, it was no wonder that I felt the breath of the god emperor. It turned out that he was hiding his cultivation."

"What about the Five-Star God Emperor? Capture Xiaoxiao, he is dead!" Liu Qingyang gritted his teeth angrily.

"Take me there." Feng Wuchen said without hesitation, "I'll keep the spirit clan for a while."

"Yes! Lord Feng!" The mysterious man said respectfully, and then led the way for Feng Wuchen in front.

The Zuimeng Pavilion is located on a fairy mountain to the south of the Godslayer Palace. It is a major force in the Godslayer world. Although it is not as good as the Godslayer, it is also as strong as a cloud.

In the main hall of the Drunk Dream Pavilion, a young man sat on the main seat, the pavilion master of the Drunk Dream Pavilion, the elders and other high-level officials were all kneeling on one knee in the main hall respectfully.

The young man looked arrogant and arrogant, ignoring the existence of the strong drunken dream pavilion.

"Answer me when you've decided." The young man said coldly, his arrogant eyes swept down to the top of the Zuimeng Pavilion.

The pavilion master of Zuimeng Pavilion looked embarrassed and said, "Young Master Bai, the Dragon Temple can't be provoked. If you capture the people of the Dragon Temple, it will bring a devastating blow."

"Feng Wuchen can't be provoked." The elders said one after another.

"Is the Dragon Temple very strong? That Feng Wuchen is not very strong either." Young Master Bai shrugged disdainfully.

"Young Master Bai doesn't know, Feng Wuchen is the elder of the God Tower Keqing, he made the triple space ring and the God-Defying Divine Pearl, and..." an elder said anxiously, but he just said that. It was interrupted halfway through.

"Isn't it an ancient powerhouse? To scare you like this?" Bai Shaozhu became more and more disdainful, but also showed a more arrogant attitude.

Hearing Young Master Bai's understatement, the senior members of Drunk Dream Pavilion were stunned.

Young Master Bai didn't take Shan Tong in his eyes!

How arrogant is this?

Could it be that the strength of the guardian clan is stronger than that of Shan Tong?

Impossible!

"Give you two choices, send someone to secretly capture the people in the Dragon Temple, or die." Bai Shaozhu said coldly, as if the powerhouse of Drunk Dream Pavilion was optional to him.

Bai Shaozhu's words made the senior members of the Drunk Dream Pavilion tremble with fear.

Although the strength of the drunk dream pavilion is powerful, in front of the guardian clan, that is ants.

With just one sentence, Young Master Bai can make Drunk Dream Pavilion disappear overnight.

"Oh? Are you here so soon?" Bai Shaozhu's voice just fell, his eyes couldn't help looking outside the hall, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Think about it carefully." Bai Shaozhu left a sentence, and then walked out of the hall.

"Shhhhhh!"

Above the Zuimengge Palace, Feng Wuchen and the four people shot out like lightning.

"Who?" a disciple shouted angrily, and more than a dozen disciples rose into the sky to intercept Feng Wuchen's four.

"Feng Wuchen." Feng Wuchen said indifferently, looking at Young Master Bai who came out of the hall.

"Brother Feng, I can sense Xiaoxiao's breath! It's really in the Drunk Dream Pavilion!" Liu Qingyang was overjoyed.

"Retreat." Young Master Bai ordered coldly, and the disciples of Drunk Dream Pavilion immediately stepped back.

"Big Brother Feng, it's him! He was the one who took Xiaoxiao!" Miao Qingqing pointed at Young Master Bai and said with certainty.

"Elder Keqing!" The pavilion master of Zuimeng Pavilion and other high-level officials came out, and the moment they saw Feng Wuchen, they were so frightened that their legs were weak, and their faces were full of horror.

"Master Feng, this person is the descendant of the spirit guardian clan, and the young master of the spirit guardian clan, Bai Xuan." The mysterious voice came from the respectful voice.

"Feng Wuchen, a descendant of the Dragon God Clan." Bai Xuan smiled slightly, looking at Feng Wuchen.

Bai Xuan recognized Feng Wuchen, and Feng Wuchen was not surprised at all.

"Let go." Feng Wuchen said indifferently, staring at Bai Xuan with icy eyes.

Hearing this, Bai Xuan shrugged and sneered: "Such a beauty, you can let me go if you ask me? Are you overestimating your own strength?"

"It's enough to deal with you." Feng Wuchen's cold voice sounded abruptly in Bai Xuan's ear, and a sword was silently placed on Bai Xuan's neck.

At that moment, Feng Wuchen had appeared beside Bai Xuan, and the speed was terrifying, beyond everyone's imagination.

"Momentary movement." The corner of Bai Xuan's mouth rose slightly, even though Feng Wuchen's sword was on his neck, Bai Xuan was not panicked at all.

"I can sense the ancient bloodline that has just awakened in your body. Although it is still very weak, it is very pure. It is purer than that great beauty." Bai Xuan sneered, not at all shocked by Feng Wuchen's teleportation.