The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng also thought so. If something happened in Hong Kong Island, the saint might know it at the first time.

Although the people of Shura Gate can be said to be all over the world now, since Palmer is a core figure and the place he came to attack is Hong Kong Island, the saint must be particularly concerned about this place.

They have to hurry up and catch the other party off guard.

"Wake him up first."

Qin Feng stepped forward, made a seal with one hand, and pointed the sword at Palmer.

The man lying on the ground coughed violently, spit out a mouthful of black sticky blood, and woke up slowly from his coma.

Palmer completely forgot what happened later. He opened his eyes in a trance and subconsciously checked the surrounding situation, but he woke up instantly when he saw Qin Feng and Guan Mo.

"Ah!"

Qin Feng hadn't said anything yet, and the foreign devil suddenly screamed, and then retreated as if he had seen a ghost.

He didn't even have time to stand up, and the whole person almost rolled backwards.

With a "bang", he hit the wine cabinet, and grimaced in pain.

Qin Feng sighed: "Are we so scary?"

"Devil, devil! You are devils!"

In Palmer's cognition, the saint gave him divine power, so Qin Feng and Guan Mo were ineffective against divine power, so they were devils.

Moreover, Guan Mo's power was too terrible. He practiced evil magic, and felt the power that completely crushed him in Guan Mo, which frightened him directly.

"We are devils?" Qin Feng leaned on the sofa and chuckled: "I didn't expect that one day I would be regarded as a devil by you bastards who take human lives lightly..."

Qin Feng has killed people, but for so many years, he has never killed innocent people indiscriminately.

But for the Shura Gate... let alone taking human lives lightly, I'm afraid they don't take the lives of ordinary people as their lives.

Otherwise, the monsters following Palmer would not have been born. Those who were once living lives have now been turned into zombies by them.

Qin Feng had seen this in the lobby. These people had their souls and spirits taken away, becoming mindless monsters.

They seemed to be alive, but in fact they had lost their lives.

And the process of being transformed into this state was so painful that one could imagine how painful it was. This reminded Qin Feng of Zhai Zimo who was "planted" in Wangujian.

And thousands of other Zhai Zimos.

Qin Feng didn't think he was a good person, but in comparison, he thought he was still a good person.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense." Guan Mo waved his hand impatiently: "If you don't ask quickly, someone will find this place later."

This hotel was not booked by Guan Mo, because he didn't pay at all, let alone register his identity information.

After coming here, Guan Mo took Qin Feng to teleport here from the original hotel.

There was a formation here before, and this presidential suite was booked by him all year round in the name of an overseas VIP.

He never came here in person, and no one had seen him.

However, just in case, it is better to make a quick decision.

Qin Feng knew that if he was found, it would most likely be someone from the Panlong Temple.

Although he had changed his appearance now, he still did not dare to be found by the Panlong Temple.

He was not afraid of them, but worried about himself.

He was afraid that after seeing that face, he would never want to leave again.

Qin Feng looked at Palmer coldly: "I will give you a chance now, either answer my questions honestly, or I will send you to see God now."

Palmer was already scared, and nodded repeatedly after hearing the words: "I will tell you, I will tell you! I will tell you whatever you want to ask!"

"I ask you, where is the saint you mentioned now?"

As soon as Qin Feng's question came out, Palmer's face showed visible fear.

He shook his head repeatedly and kept looking out the window, as if someone could see him.

"No, you can't ask this question!" Palmer changed from nodding to shaking his head, with a larger amplitude.

"Can't ask?" Qin Feng sneered: "I think you seem to have misunderstood something. Now I am asking you, not asking you to pick on me. You have no choice."

After speaking, Qin Feng moved his fingers, and a cluster of fire dragons jumped out of thin air in the room.

When it flew in front of Palmer, the latter could clearly feel the heat of the fire dragon.

This fire dragon was much more terrifying than the small flame he had before. It seemed to have its own life, and it opened its big mouth and roared at Palmer.

There was a raging fire with sparks flying in its mouth, and it only took one bite to turn Palmer into ashes.

"Ah!"

Palmer was startled and retreated repeatedly, but there was a wall behind him, and he had nowhere to retreat.

Guan Mo saw the fire dragon and said with some disgust, ""Tsk", "Why do you still use such low-level magic? And it's from the Fire Spirit Bone. Even if you lost your Heavenly Spirit Bone, you wouldn't have fallen to this point, right?"

Qin Feng curled his lips, not wanting to bother with Guan Mo.

The magic he used was definitely not a complex one, but it was definitely not a low-level one.

Even the degree to which he could use it was a terrifying power even within the Immortal Sect.

And the Fire Spirit Bone was barely considered a top-grade Spirit Bone. Although it was just an ordinary element, the pure Fire Spirit Bone had great lethality, strong attack power, and high destructiveness. It was always regarded by all the major sects as an element second only to rare Spirit Bone.

But in the mouth of the Demon Lord Guan Mo, it became something that was not presentable.

Qin Feng was too lazy to argue with him, so he took back the Fire Dragon and looked at Palmer dimly, "I don't know what you are afraid of. Maybe you might die if you answer my question, but you will definitely die if you don't answer my question. "

Palmer was probably seeing this was the first time he saw someone other than the Saint possess such terrible power. He was originally an ordinary person, and magic was something foreign to him.

He probably felt that the power he had now was unprecedented, and he never thought that there was such terrible power in the world.

"No, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but I don't know where the Saint is..."

"You should know that what I said just now was not to scare you. Have you thought about the consequences of deceiving me?" Qin Feng didn't want to waste time. In a flash, a cluster of flames drilled into Palmer's right hand, and he screamed on the spot.

Flames entering the body were something Palmer had never thought of. He saw with his own eyes that one of his hands was burned to ashes by the flames from the inside, but it did not hurt his other parts.

The pain of bone erosion made him scream, but he couldn't faint even with such great pain.

At this time, fainting was a kind of protection for him. How could Qin Feng let him do what he wanted?