After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Xia Feng sneered, and the avenue of music around him became more intense. The Wuji Divine Armor did not know when it appeared around his body, easily resisting the attacks of those on the opposite side.

Chang Lu was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to ask Xia Feng where the divine armor came from. You must know that divine armor has always been extremely rare, and there may not be a few in the entire Tianyin Divine Realm.

With the ability of the Tianyin Sect, it is impossible to possess divine armor, but Xia Feng is wearing one.

For a moment, Chang Lu felt a little more hesitant, as if he had doubts about Xia Feng's identity.

You must know that the God King does not have divine armor. Where did he, a mud-legged guy from the countryside, get the divine armor?

Could it be that they guessed wrong?

This kid is not some mud-legged guy from the lower world, but the proud heir of some ancient clan?

Otherwise, where did this divine armor come from?

However, he wanted to stop asking, but the geniuses behind him had no such intention. One by one, they were staring at the divine armor on Xia Feng and couldn't take their eyes away.

The greed in his expression almost made Xia Feng unable to look straight at him. He frowned slightly and became increasingly impatient.

The movements in his hands also sped up a bit, and the second ring of the Burial Bell followed.

Chang Lu, who originally wanted to ask questions, froze, and his whole soul began to fluctuate violently as the God Burial Bell in Xia Feng's hand rippled.

The geniuses in the rear who had weaker souls were no longer vomiting. Their seven orifices began to overflow with blood. They opened their mouths as if they wanted to beg for mercy, but Xia Feng would never give them a chance to make noises.

I saw him casually and casually smashing his right hand on the God Burial Bell, and the God Burial Bell lived up to expectations, showing its extremely powerful lethality.

Every sound seemed to contain a terrifying avenue of music, and even Chang Lu later suspected that this was no longer just a avenue, but the actual power of rules.

The geniuses wanted to ask, but they couldn't stop bleeding when they opened their mouths. Some people kept kneeling on the ground to resist the strong pain.

Qi Wan'er, who was standing at the back, had a bit of unbearable look in her eyes, but she quickly turned her head away from looking at these painful Bass Master geniuses.

She felt sorry for these people at this time, but the condescending behavior of these people at the beginning didn't mean they felt sorry for them at all.

Today, it was Xia Feng who was so powerful that he managed to hold down these geniuses with one against a hundred. If there was no Xia Feng today, or if Xia Feng did not show such strong fighting power, these people would definitely not let Qi Wan'er go easily.

Thinking of this, Qi Wan'er directly moved her gaze to Xia Feng, looking at Xia Feng with a proud expression, as if she was so powerful.

Chang Lu wanted to struggle some more, holding a magic talisman in his hand and barely holding on to the fourth of the nine rings of the Burial God.

"Boy, aren't you afraid of offending the God King of Bass Cult by doing this?"

"You are just a god. Now in the secret realm, the god kings cannot interfere, but you will get out one day."

"The God King of the Tianyin Sect is a guy who can't hold up the wall with mud. You are here today to torment us, the Bass Sect, and when we go out, aren't you afraid that the Bass Sect will cause trouble for you?"

He took a deep breath and saw that Xia Feng's stern expression did not change at all, and he became even more frightened.

"Even if you are not afraid of the Bass Cult, can you guarantee that the Tianyin Sect can survive the siege of my Bass Cult?"

Even at this time, Chang Lu still wanted to belittle the Tianyin Sect, regardless of Xia Feng's increasingly grim expression. "Boy, let's give some face to the Tianyin Sect. It is the Tianyin Orthodoxy. If we don't give it some face, I'm afraid that after leaving the secret realm in a few days, the Tianyin Sect will no longer have any need to exist."

Xia Feng sneered: "Are you threatening me?"

Chang Lu seemed to have just remembered that his life was still in Xia Feng's hands, and saying so much now would inevitably annoy him.

Chang Lu put on an ugly smile and said, "I didn't mean that. I was just analyzing with you that it seemed like the gains outweighed the losses."

"If you can let us leave, we will definitely explain the things in the secret realm to the Bass God King when we go out, and we will not let him anger the Tianyin Sect."

The sneer on Xia Feng's lips widened a bit: "Let you leave?"

"If you are alive, you will definitely rise up and attack the Tianyin Sect."

He tilted his head slightly, as if he was stretching his muscles, and hammered down again with his right hand without any hesitation.

"Only a dead person can keep secrets and avoid causing new trouble."

"So you, go die in peace."

After finishing speaking, the fifth ring of the God Burial Bell rang, and the surrounding soul waves shook. All the geniuses spurted out a mouthful of blood, and their expressions became even more sluggish to the naked eye.

Standing at the back, the weakest part of the soul is already unconscious. Chang Lu and others standing in the front only feel a splitting headache at this time. With the soul unstable, there is no way to gather the power, let alone mobilize the avenue. Come fight back.

These people could only hold their own life-saving tools, trying to delay the time, and then negotiate with Xia Feng to see how to save their lives.

However, Xia Feng obviously didn't have that much patience anymore. He formed a fist with his right hand and used Tianyin Avenue to hit the God Burial Bell hard, making the entire mountain tremble.

Chang Lu still struggled without giving up: "Aren't you afraid that what I said before will become reality?"

Xia Feng was too lazy to answer him. The Tianyin Dao that hit the God Burial Bell became a little stronger. As he successfully used the Nine Rings of the God Burial Bell, all the genius aura surrounding him dissipated, and even the soul was taken away by the God Burial Bell. The aftermath was shattered.

Chang Lu was considered the most tenacious one. He lasted at least until the ninth bell before exploding. Those behind him basically lost their breath by the sixth or seventh bell.

After Xia Feng finished the Nine Rings of God Burial, he stood there for a long time without moving.

Qi Wan'er took a step forward with some worry, but found that Xia Feng's eyes seemed to have the rules of the great road flickering. It was obvious that he had realized some new rules when he just used the Nine Rings of God Burial.

She did not disturb Xia Feng's understanding, and instead directed the remaining followers to clean up the mess around them.

You must know that the Bass Sect can be considered a relatively strong sect in the Tianyin Divine Realm, and these geniuses also have many good things in their hands.

Now Qi Waner asked them to clean up the mess. They would definitely take away the best part of the artifact, but there would also be a lot of things that Xia Feng and Qi Waner didn't like leaking out of their hands.

And these things are enough to take the strength of these followers of Tianyin Sect to a higher level. (End of chapter)