C370 King of the East

When the Aurous Core broke, the origin would naturally explode.

Ding Peng was also a person at the eighth stage of the true qi. His Aurous Core was even stronger than normal people, his exploding power could be imagined.

Qin Feng had not even refined a golden pellet, yet he could actually suppress a golden pellet with his bare hands. It was indeed inconceivable.

Ding Peng took three large steps back. His face was pale white, and his entire body was trembling uncontrollably.

He could only watch as the golden core that he had painstakingly cultivated for several tens of years was refined by Qin Feng just like that.

To cultivator, losing the Jindan was a pain worse than death.

Without the Jindan, there would be no cultivation, no status, and even less hope for the future.

Despair!

An unprecedented despair enveloped Ding Peng, making him feel as if he had fallen into an abyss.

"The Grade Eight Gold Dan is really not bad."

After Qin Feng refined the Golden Core, he felt an endless surge of origin energy in his body, which made him feel extremely happy.

However, this time Qin Feng did not absorb any more Gold Core martial skills, he only absorbed all the pure energy.

With his current scope of vision, he naturally did not think much of ordinary martial skills. If he wanted to absorb them, he would need to absorb an Earth Ranked or even a Sky Grade Ranked martial skill.

"Is this treasure called Xuan Ting Sword?"

Qin Feng's gaze turned and locked onto the long sword that was flashing with lightning.

"What do you want?"

Ding Peng's face changed.

Before he could even react, he was sent flying by a palmar qi. The Xuan Ting Sword flew out of his hand and landed in Qin Feng's hands.

"What other magic treasures do you need for a person who is about to die?"

Qin Feng laughed coldly.

The Mental Fire revolved, and a pale flame quickly enveloped the Xuan Ting Sword, refining the soul consciousness within.

Ding Peng had now lost his Jindan, he was powerless, and could not stop Qin Feng at all.

"No …" "No …"

Ding Peng howled miserably again and again, his eyes were bloodshot.

In order to obtain this Xuan Ting Sword, he had gone through so many risks that he had almost lost his life.

"This sword is not bad, but if I am in your hands, then it is like a bright pearl thrown into the dark."

Qin Feng sneered.

Immediately after, he made a grabbing motion with his big hand and actually directly grabbed out Ding Peng's magic bag.

Bang!

The true qi shook and then exploded in midair.

Bejewelled light shot out one after another, and countless crystal stone s, pill s, artifacts, martial skills … It poured out like a river.

This was all that Ding Peng had, and was even more important than their lives.

Right now, Ding Peng's cultivation had plummeted. If he lost all these things, it would be worse than death.

"All these things will belong to my purple peak."

With a wave of his hand, a group of true qi swept out and kept all of them.

"Qin Feng, you have gone too far!"

Ding Peng roared in anger, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing that, the disciples around him also sighed, who would have thought that Ding Peng, who was acting so arrogantly, would actually have such a day.

"Qin Feng actually took away his beloved objects one by one in front of Ding Peng. First was his Jindan, then the Xuan Ting Sword, and finally, all of his possessions. This method is really too ruthless."

"It's a good thing that we came here to observe. Otherwise, if we still thought Qin Feng was a soft persimmon and got into trouble, the one who would be at a disadvantage would be us."

"Qin Feng's speed at rising up is close to that 'Four Kings and One Immortals'. It's really scary."

"This Myriad Emperor Palace, will probably change the weather …"

In the deep mountains around them, the disciples that were hiding in the shadows were also continuously communicating with their divine senses with countless emotions.

There were even people who said bluntly that the Myriad Emperor Palace was going to change.

The Myriad Emperor Palace was the world under the "Four Kings and One Immortals". The five great true inheriting expert s were king and occupied one side each, forming an insurmountable barrier wall.

In these few hundred years, even the most talented of newcomers would find it difficult to break through this level.

However, today, the strength that Qin Feng had displayed, the imposing aura that could swallow the mountains and rivers, had completely shaken everyone's hearts.

Perhaps Qin Feng would be seated on the Throne of the Myriad Emperor Palace!

"Qin Feng, I want to perish together with you …"

Just as the crowd was in a daze, Ding Peng's gaze turned resolute and he pounced towards Qin Feng.

"Ding Peng, you should go down and be my brother's slave!"

Qin Feng's gaze turned cold, and he casually threw the Xuan Ting Sword out.

"Slash ~ ~ ~"

The Xuan Ting Sword shot out like lightning, wanting to chop off Ding Peng's head.

"Stop …"

However, right at this moment, a grand voice suddenly sounded from the depths of the sea of clouds.

This voice was filled with rage and emotion. It was grand and boundless, giving people a feeling that it was the embodiment of an immortal's voice and a vast and mighty deterrence.

Puff puff puff puff …

Wherever the sound wave reached, the void around it crumbled.

With a clang, the Xuan Ting Sword was easily sent flying by this force.

"Supreme Force?"

Qin Feng's heart trembled.

This was not only a Supreme Force, but a sonic killing Supreme Force.

Being able to condense sound killing power to the level of Supreme Force, was truly extremely rare.

Swish!

Qin Feng's eyes were like lightning, abruptly sweeping towards the sea of clouds.

Within the sea of clouds, endless multicolored light shone. A figure stood atop the auspicious cloud, and behind his head was a golden light like a buddhist light.

On man's body, a large purple robe fluttered in the wind. His long hair fluttered in the wind and his temperament was extraordinary.

"King of the East, Bi Haoyun!"

An uproar came from all around purple peak.

The disciples that were hiding in the dark all stared with wide eyes, as if it was a completely different world.

The "Four Kings and One Immortals" were all legendary figures, and they had been in closed door training for eight to ten years.

In the eyes of many true disciples, the "Four Kings and One Immortals" was a monument.

But no one expected that at the moment of Ding Peng's death, King of the East would actually appear.

"Ding Peng and Bi Haoyun can be considered to be young. The two of them entered the Emperor Xuan Sect together, and when Bi Haoyun fought for the position of the King of the East, Ding Peng helped him a lot."

"So there is such a relationship?" No wonder Bi Haoyun came forward. "

"Hehe, this Ding Peng is so lucky to have a backer like Bi Haoyun, seems like he managed to keep his little life."

When the King of the East made his move, who dared not to give him face?

Even if it was Qin Feng, he had to weigh the pros and cons.