At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

"It's really hard to find a place to go through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort!" Zhao Feiyu rubbed his wrist and said with a sneer:

"I was planning to go to the city to look for your lair after finishing the matter here, but I didn't expect to chase you to such a place!"

"Then don't blame me for being rude!"

The ten people didn't have any extra words, just like ten lifeless killing machines.

For a moment, there was light and shadow interlacing, and the chaotic avenue charm was in order at the moment, as if being bound by neatly arranged chains.

Almost no weaknesses!

"The seamless cooperation, the joint attack of the ten peak sages, I am afraid that even the weaker ancient sages will have to drink their hatred on the spot!"

Zhao Feiyu was secretly surprised, but he didn't care.

He has already transcended the boundaries, and now he is not a saint, nor an ancient sage, but a real saint king!

One finger went deep indifferently, the space in front of him couldn't bear the huge pressure, it melted like ice and snow, and then condensed into tougher space fragments again.

Those fragments fell into Zhao Feiyu's hands, as well-behaved as pets.

"Imprisonment!" The young man spat out two words lightly, and there seemed to be a mighty echo between heaven and earth, like an oracle.

Those ten terrifying powerhouses instantly froze in the air, not only their bodies, but also their souls and the scattered holy power also maintained the state of the previous moment.

The next moment, as his figure walked through the hall, his clothes fluttered, those imprisoned figures turned into black mist inch by inch, and finally dissipated between the sky and the earth.

Zhao Feiyu didn't intend to keep alive, so he knew that this lunatic was not a human being, but a monster with only a shell.

There is no value left.

But when facing the last puppet, Zhao Feiyu frowned slightly, and a finger landed between the former's brow, and the light filled with the profound meaning of time penetrated instantly.

A clear avenue constructed by the power of time appeared in front of Zhao Feiyu's eyes, leading straight to the distance.

"Got you!"

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, these lifeless bodies could not tell him the location of Changshengtang, but he could find the place hidden in the mortal world from the time track.

But before that, he had to find Hanxiang first.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyu's expression really changed: "Not good!"

On a vast square, a beautiful and pure young girl was on tiptoe watching the bright flowers in the garden. That beautiful image deeply touched her young girl's heart.

But some dare not touch it, for fear that their rough hands will damage the flawless stamen.

"It's beautiful!" she exclaimed.

"There are many more beautiful things in this world, girl, you still have a long time to squander, so why stick to such mortal things!" Tian Yuechang sighed and looked at the girl in front of him enviously.

Han Xiang was able to climb to the peak of a saint in just a dozen years, in his opinion, it was all because of Zhao Feiyu.

To be able to follow such a powerful son, even if the sky grows older, I can't help but envy him.

This is the broad road to the strong!

Just when the two were hesitating by the flower pond, a figure trotted over suddenly, and whispered in Tian Yuechang's ear:

"Deacon Chief, the patriarch sent me to call you over, saying that he has some important orders."

"Patriarch?" Tian Yuechang was slightly taken aback, and he looked at the girl not far away with some hesitation, but it was only a moment later that he dispelled Ke's doubts.

This was in Zhongtian City, with the old matriarch's eyes looking down, he didn't think anyone would dare to make trouble here, even if the patriarch wanted to make trouble, he had to weigh himself.

"Okay, I'll go right away!" He nodded, stepped forward and said to Hanxiang, "Miss Hanxiang, you watch here now, don't wander around, I'll be back as soon as I go!"

Han Xiang didn't seem to hear what he said clearly, or she just didn't want to talk to him at all, and didn't respond at all.

Tian Yuechang smiled wryly in his heart, he also understood Hanxiang's temperament, she didn't care about anyone except Zhao Feiyu's words.

So it's easy for people to leave quickly.

Just a few minutes after leaving, a group of luxuriously dressed youths rushed into the square. The leader looked angry and said to the people around him: "Where is the person who injured my brother? Get out of here!" come out!"

They were armed with knives, guns and halberds, and they looked unkind.

The guide looked around, pointed at Hanxiang and said, "That's her, this girl and that damned guy are in the same group!"

When the young man saw Hanxiang attached to the flower pond and carefully observed the flowers, he was instantly astonished, his eyes were full of astonishment, and then he kicked the guide away.

"You fart, how could such a cute little girl be with that bastard?"

"If you talk nonsense again, be careful that I will hack you!"

The man vomited blood and prostrated himself on the ground, nodding his head quickly: "Yes, yes, it's the villain who slandered the girl by looking at people like dogs, it's the villain's fault, it's the villain's fault!"

Seeing this, the young man nodded in satisfaction, and angrily said, "Why don't you get out of here?"

The servant ran out rolling and crawling, leaving bloodstains all over the place.

Han Xiang noticed the moment these guys came in, and didn't care at all, but frowned slightly when she saw this scene.

It wasn't because of any injustice, it was just the chattering in her ears that disturbed her mind of admiring the flowers.

"Forget it, no reward!"

The girl turned and left with some dissatisfaction, but how could those villains blurt out such fat?

The young man hurried forward and stopped her:

"Hey, little sister, why are you here alone, are you waiting for me?" Looking from a distance, the young man could only see Han Xiang's extraordinary temperament, but could not see his appearance clearly.

But looking closer, I feel my heart is suffocating.

After Zhao Feiyu used Tiancaidibao to continuously temper her body, Hanxiang's body had already reached a near-perfect point, with icy muscles like snow, long hair fluttering, and exquisite facial features almost representing the ultimate beauty of the Creator.

Especially the faint coldness in those beautiful eyes is the icing on the cake.

The young man was even more determined to keep this girl in the house!

"Little sister, I am Tian Heng, the third young master of the Tian Clan. I know many interesting places. Would you like me to take you shopping?"

"Go away!" The girl's voice was indifferent, with anger already in it.

If it wasn't for fear of causing trouble for Zhao Feiyu, this guy would have been separated and lying in a pool of blood.

Don't forget, although Hanxiang is showing all kinds of gentleness now, it all belongs to Zhao Feiyu, and her essence is still a fierce beast in the Colosseum!