"Feng Qingyun."

"If you want to perfectly strip out your sacred talents, you need extremely special and rare materials, as well as unique formations."

Feng Zhenlei said, "Fortunately, by chance, I got acquainted with the demons."

"I have to say that the demons are a powerful race!"

"Even such rare, special materials and unique formations can be found!"

"You are just a tool they use, how could the demons be so kind!"

An angry expression appeared on Feng Qingyun's face.

"It's all you need."

Feng Wushang said non-committal: "In Zhongzhou, the demons are just a group of guys who can't stand up to the table."

"What if you let them rise?"

"In the human world, they still can't make any waves!"

"Furthermore, the sky is falling, there is a high bear, what are we afraid of?"

"at the moment……"

"To seize your sacred talent is the most important thing!"

"Go to hell!"

At this moment, Feng Qingyun suddenly started!

He won't catch it!

Desperately, but also to resist!

Even if it just replaces one of the vicious couple of father and son, it's a bargain!

"You have been hit hard, and your cultivation is not as good as mine. Why resist?"

Seeing this, the wind and thunder that had been expected, immediately sneered and rushed forward.

just……

What he didn't expect was that Feng Qingyun had a deep understanding of the twelve-shaped boxing, and even relying on martial arts alone, he abruptly took him!

It is a pity that there is a gap between the cultivation of the two sides, and Feng Qingyun is seriously injured. How can he be able to fight?

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

...

He was kicked to the ground fiercely.

Immediately, his limbs were chained and his chin was removed to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide!

The whole person was placed in a dark and damp formation!

Surrounded by evil spirits!

"Next, it only takes one night, the formation will drain your life and soul, and tomorrow, you will become a dead person."

"And I, Feng Wushang, will be in your current position and take away my sacred talent!"

"By the time……"

"I am the true pride of heaven!"

"Haha..."

Immediately after everything was in order, Feng Zhenlei and Feng Wushang left.

"Do not!"

"This is not the fate that I Feng Qingyun wants!"

"Mine is mine. Without my Feng Qingyun's consent, no one wants to take it away!"

"The wind shakes the thunder, the wind does not suffer, you are all going to die!"

"Dying!"

Feng Qingyun roared!

Struggling!

however……

He couldn't stop the formation from depriving him of vitality and soul!

He even felt that they were passing by!

At a speed visible to the naked eye!

"It turns out that everything is calculated!"

"It's all a trap!"

"Mother is not sick and dying!"

"The love between father and son and brotherhood over the past few years have all come from performance!"

Feng Qingyun roared loudly, trying to break free!

"I want to live!"

"Live!"

Just when his consciousness began to blur, and the whole person was on the verge of death.

suddenly……

"Om!"

"The Ten Thousand Realms Token, trade everything!"

A majestic voice instantly pulled his consciousness back from the darkness, making him clearer at this moment.

Immediately, he was like a drowning man, grabbing the straw, and grabbing it without hesitation!

"This is the Ten Thousand Realms Bank."

"Feng Qingyun, what do you want to trade?"

Chen Fan asked.

"revenge!"

Feng Qingyun was in extremely poor condition at this time, and was limp at the gate of Ten Thousand Realms Bank.

A little bit, he kept squeezing his physical potential and crawled into the hall of the Ten Thousand Realms Bank System!

During the period, Chen Mi wanted to step forward to help.

Chen Fan stopped it!

He knew that Feng Qingyun could do it, and he knew that every time Feng Qingyun felt a bit of pain at this time, the hatred in his heart would be stronger!

"can."

When Feng Qingyun climbed into the hall, Chen Fan thought, and Feng Qingyun's body rose into the sky and came to the table and chairs.

He was lying on the table!

"but……"

"What price can you pay?"

Chen Fan entered Chen Xiaohei's body, slowly came to sit down in front of Feng Qingyun, stared at this person's eyes, and asked, "Feng Wushang is the son of the Feng Family, and his strength is at the mid-level of the Emperor Spirit Realm!"

"Feng Zhenlei is the Patriarch of the Feng Family, a mid-level spiritual master, deacon of Leopard Hall!"

"If this village owner helps you kill them, it will offend the entire Leopard Hall and the entire Star City!"

"Use my sacred talent!"

Feng Qingyun roared, like a lunatic!

His mind changed drastically!

The previous beliefs have collapsed, and the previous image has also changed drastically!

He stared at Chen Fan fiercely, and said without fear: "I only want revenge!"

"This is the most valuable thing in me!"

"I don't know how many people dream of it!"

"Even your Ten Thousand Realms Bank must be extremely eager!"

However, the next moment, Chen Fan shook his head faintly, and said, "I want your freedom."

"Freedom for life!"

With that said, he directly accepted the soul contract from Xiao Mi Mi, then patted directly in front of Feng Qingyun, and said: "Signed the soul contract!"

"From now on you will be the apprentice of Ten Thousand Realms Bank!"

"Working for the owner of the whole life!"

"After that, the owner of this village will help you kill the wind and thunder, and kill the wind without war!"

"how is it?"

Hearing this, Feng Qingyun was taken aback, staring at the soul contract between illusion and reality in front of him, and stopped for a moment.

He obviously did not expect that the other party would have such a condition!

"I sign!"

Immediately, he signed without hesitation!

As long as you can get revenge!

He would die if he could kill the vicious pair of father and son!

What's more, giving freedom?

"it is good!"

Chen Fan nodded in satisfaction, and then said: "Feng Qingyun, next you will get an eighth-rank sister pill to repair your current injury."

"The owner of this village will temporarily lend you a king of sacred objects."

At the next moment, Chen Mi handed Feng Qingyun an eighth-rank sister pill that had repaired her injuries.

"Thank you, the owner!"

Feng Qingyun takes it directly.

When the injury recovered, he took Xiaoqing and turned and left.

When he appeared in the dungeon again, Feng Wushang suddenly opened the dungeon and couldn't wait to see Feng Qingyun's state at this time.

Take a look at the infinite wind and clouds of the past, the look of embarrassment!

Take a look, how long will it take to get the sacred talent!

however……

"Crack!"

The scene as expected did not appear. Instead, he saw a cyan long sword, easily severing all the chains on Feng Qingyun's body!

Together with the formation, it is also directly destroyed!

"Feng Qingyun, you..."

Feng Wushang's complexion changed, and he stood in shock.

what's the situation?

"The King of Sacred Artifacts!"

"How can you have a king of sacred objects?!"

He was about to cast his gaze on Xiaoqing, and his whole body trembled violently...