I Cultivate Passively

Regarding the battle between the Qinglian Pope and the Nanhai Dragon Clan.

It was as if the experts from Tianxing City didn't see it, and no one took action to stop it.

"Didn't you say that I, the Qinglian Pope, attacked your Dragon Clan secretly?"

"Today I will let you dragons see if our Qinglian Sect needs a sneak attack!"

The Saint of Qinglian Pope said coldly.

It turned out that after something happened to the direct members of the Nanhai Dragon Clan.

He immediately threw the blame to the Qinglian Pope. After all, even the human race himself thought so.

The Nanhai Dragon Clan even believed that it was the Qinglian Pope who had done something about it.

For this reason, the Saint of the Qinglian Pope did not hesitate to block the door and take action.

"you!"

"What are you! The Dragon Clan of the South China Sea? I called you the Dragon Clan of the South China Sea to give you some face, but you really can't recognize the facts?"

"Your purest bloodline is nothing more than a hybrid dragon in my eyes!"

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At this time, the Saint of Qinglian Pope looked like a gangster sister.

That domineering and arrogant speech directly blocked the strong dragon clan opposite him from saying anything.

"Damn it! You win this time!"

This battle finally ended with the victory of the Qinglian Pope.

Although the Nanhai Dragon Clan is powerful and a powerful force, they really don't have many countermeasures on land.

Because it is impossible for Tianxing City to stand up for them.

Even if Tianxing City doesn't join forces to deal with them, it's already pretty good.

The concept that people who are not my kind must have different minds is still deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Even though the original Human Emperor tribe is long gone, this concept has not been discontinued.

"Hmph! Do you think I will win? I'm afraid you Dragon Clan don't know this yet! The successor of the Human Emperor has appeared again!"

"You dragon clan should take care of yourselves first. This nine-dragon robe is the specialty of every human emperor!"

The Saint of Qinglian Sect also stopped and did not beat the drowned dog.

Instead, he told the dragon clan in front of him a cruel news.

"What!?"

Hearing the appearance of the successor of the Human Emperor, the voice of the dragon master in the magical power realm changed instantly.

Then he didn't dare to stay at all and just slipped away.

This couldn't help but for the Dragon Clan strongman not to panic, because when the Human Emperor Tribe was at its peak, it was also chasing the Dragon Clan to kill them.

In other words, the original Human Emperor tribe was chasing and killing the other tribes.

The most unbearable history of the Dragon Clan is probably the nine-dragon robe worn by each generation of human emperors.

Almost every generation of human emperors would kill nine true dragons and make nine dragon robes before ascending to the throne.

This is equivalent to the human emperor's experience, used to prove that the strength of each generation of human emperor is not weaker than that of the previous generation.

You know, those are nine true dragons with pure bloodlines!

Moreover, every generation of Human Emperors will kill nine true dragons.

It’s not that the Dragon Clan has never resisted, but the consequence of resistance is that even the Dragon Clan’s ancestors were captured.

Transforming into a human emperor and dragon spirit, this is simply a history that the Dragon Clan cannot bear to look back on.

Even now, there are some ancient sects in Zhongzhou.

There is also the habit of catching real dragons pulling carts.

"What? The successor of the Human Emperor? Appeared?"

"Reappeared again? How long has it been since?"

"This is not a joke!"

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The words of the Saint of Qinglian Pope not only frightened the Nanhai Dragon Clan.

It also scared many people in Tianxing City.

Although the Human Emperor has become history, the power of the Human Emperor is still firmly remembered in the minds of many people.

Zhou Feng didn't know what happened in Tianxing City.

After sorting out his things, he headed in the direction of Tianxing City.

And because he didn't make any cover-up, he was discovered by the Bai family immediately.

"Is it him? Is it this person?"

"That's right! That's the person!"

"Quick! Do it!"

Everyone in the Bai family who had been waiting here showed excitement when they saw Zhou Feng finally appear.

Finally, Zhou Feng showed up.

As long as this person is captured alive, their mission will be completed!

At this moment, the people of the Bai family thought that Zhou Feng had entered the Zifu realm for the first time.

So there is no intention to hide oneself at all.

After all, in the eyes of everyone in the Bai family, Zhou Feng was just entering the Zifu realm for the first time and was still a casual cultivator.

Not much practice! He might have some strength, but he faced the encirclement and suppression by four monks at level 5 or above of the Purple Mansion Realm.

There are also four Zifu realm spirit beasts assisting in the battle, so Zhou Feng will not have any chance to resist.

"A member of the Bai family?"

Zhou Feng raised his eyebrows and recognized these people as members of the Bai family.

Four monks at the fifth level of the Purple Mansion Realm, and four Zifu Realm spiritual beasts.

If this were done before, it would really be a bit stressful.

But now he really doesn't have any pressure at all.

He threw a punch at will, and the two hearts in his body beat at the same time, moving blood and energy crazily.

Suddenly, a blood energy was like a wild dragon, with unstoppable power, it hit one of them.

The expressions of everyone in the Bai family changed immediately.

"boom!!"

Flesh and blood spattered, and a monk at the fifth level of the Purple Mansion Realm died without even making a sound of resistance.

"Such power! Is this really your first time entering the Purple Mansion Realm?"

"No! Run away! Run separately!"

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Zhou Feng's casual blow left an indelible shock in the hearts of everyone in the Bai family.

This is different from what was promised!

Didn't it mean that Zhou Fengchu entered the Purple Mansion Realm? When you were in the Tianxing Secret Realm, did you rely on a sneak attack to injure the young master?

Such strength, such power! At least one must be at the ninth level of the Purple Mansion Realm to be able to explode!

No!

Judging from Zhou Feng's relaxed and carefree look, I'm afraid this person's strength is far beyond that.

He's obviously just a casual cultivator!

evildoer! This is a real monster!

underestimated! Everyone in Tianxing City underestimated this person.

Such a person may only need a little chance to soar above the nine heavens.

It is not a good thing for the Bai family to offend this person, and the misunderstanding must be resolved.

"Wait! This is probably..."

Without even waiting to finish, Zhou Feng mobilized his energy and punched one person at a time.

It was like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, leaving even those spiritual beasts with no chance to escape.

They were all blown up one by one!

This is pure strength crushing.

At this point, Zhou Feng hasn't activated the vision yet. Once the vision is activated, these people may not be able to sustain it for even half a second.

After practicing hard for so long, he finally realized what it was like to be crushed by strength.

Compared to leapfrog challenges, Zhou Feng actually prefers this kind of pure strength crushing.

It would be great if every battle in the future could be like this.

"Now I should be strong enough to fight against monks who have just entered the supernatural realm!"

Zhou Feng secretly assessed his specific strength.

After acquiring the second heart passive, his strength increased to a very exaggerated level.

He even felt that he could sustain himself for a period of time by fighting against the magical power realm.

"Then how many magical monks will the Bai family have?"

Zhou Feng thought as he simply picked up the corpse.

Although the strength has improved a lot, good habits cannot be forgotten.