Violent Martial Soul System

"Brother, you don't even know that luck can only be bought in stores under the command of Tianyan Sacred Realm, but I...you know!"

The wretched man frowned.

The next moment, Zhao Feng understood.

This wretched man also has a shop, but he wants to do some 'buying' in private, such as asking Zhao Feng to pretend to buy things, and then deduct luck to earn some handling fees for exchanging luck.

"what price?"

Zhao Feng asked in a low voice.

"How about 100,000 luck in exchange for 120,000 luck?"

Said the wretched man.

Zhao Feng paused, it seems that this purchase is quite profitable.

He also knew that the 120,000 luck items were bought by the shop owner himself. Then, the boss can divide Zhao Feng's luck to other people who need luck.

After all, twin soul fruit requires a million luck, not everyone can gather so much.

"Sorry, I don't need it yet!"

Zhao Feng shook his head directly.

If he loses his luck, he probably won't be able to break through. However, with his current luck to kill those low-level people, he can almost completely plunder the opponent's luck.

If you return to the red luck, the gap is not big, and the plunder is not too big.

loss!

"Hey, brother, don't go..."

The wretched man chased after him.

Zhao Feng didn't bother to pay attention to him. After all, you are not allowed to do anything in Youhuo City. After all, there must be more than one half-step Martial God Supreme in this city.

Anyone who dares to do it will be wanted even if he escapes.

If you are wanted, how will you leave Hell in the future?

"I will come to you if necessary!"

After Zhao Feng said something, he left quickly.

For him, luck is not the same. It can improve the realm, but it can't be used to pretend to be aggressive, and it can also plunder other people's luck.

Anyway, if he dies, it doesn't matter whether part of his luck is plundered or completely dissipated.

He went straight to a restaurant and ordered some dishes.

Fortunately, not all the shops in Youhuo City are owned by the Tianyan Sacred Realm, so it doesn't take luck to eat here.

"I haven't eaten in a few months, I'm going to have a big meal today!"

Zhao Feng looked at the delicacies served one after another, and immediately moved his index finger.

In fact, a long time ago, he didn't need to eat, and he could absorb the vitality of the world to satisfy his hunger.

However, the vitality of heaven and earth has no taste at all, so restaurants are still very popular.

The restaurant is very big and there are many people coming and going. Zhao Feng was listening while eating, to see if there was anything new.

This trip, he really did not make a mistake.

It is said that there will be a decisive battle in half a month. This decisive battle will be the gathering of countless masters from both sides of the Tianyan Sacred Realm and the Great Jue Sacred Realm.

In every decisive battle, countless masters fell, and countless geniuses stood out from them. Some people even broke through the purple luck all the way and exchanged for twin soul fruits.

"In half a month..."

Zhao Feng suddenly became interested.

At this time, he is already the seventh-rank Martial God Emperor. If he participates in this decisive battle, he will probably be able to break through to the ninth-rank Martial God Great Emperor.

I just don't know if there is anything specific needed for the peak Martial God Great Emperor to break through to the half-step Martial God Supreme.

Just as Zhao Feng was planning in his mind, suddenly, a man walked towards him.

Zhao Feng frowned, because he felt that this man's aura was no weaker than the peak Martial God Emperor he met in Qinglong Mountain Range.

Another peak Martial God Emperor!

Zhao Feng's heart trembled, and he secretly thought that this Youhuo City is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

He originally thought that the man was passing by and came to eat, but he didn't expect that the man came straight to him.

"Little brother, my master invites you to a party on the third floor!"

Zhao Feng frowned, turned around and found that the peak Martial God Emperor was actually talking to him.

"Your master is..."

Zhao Feng paused and asked in amazement.

He didn't remember that he had any friends in Hell, and the only peak Martial God Emperor who had a grudge against him and was still alive was from the Grand Duke's Holy Realm.

"Little brother, you will know when you come, don't worry, no one dares to do anything in Youhuo City!"

said the man.

Hearing this, Zhao Feng squinted his eyes, he was very curious, who was the master that the peak Martial God Emperor was talking about.

In this hell prison, it is definitely not an ordinary person who can receive the help of a peak Martial God Emperor.

"Could it be a half-step Martial God Supreme?"

Zhao Feng frowned.

Perhaps, seeing that he is young and has good aptitude, this half-step Martial God Supreme wants to recruit him or accept him as an apprentice?

"Okay, lead the way!"

Zhao Feng nodded and stood up.

The man didn't talk nonsense, he directly led Zhao Feng upstairs, and then took him outside a box.

"Master, people are coming!"

The man said respectfully outside the door.

From time to time, an old voice floated inside: "Come in!"

Then, the man pushed open the door and let Zhao Feng go in by himself, while he was guarding the door.

Zhao Feng's heart trembled, he felt as if he had heard this voice somewhere before. And when he entered the box, he saw an old figure.

After seeing this person, Zhao Feng couldn't help exclaiming: "It's you?"

The 'Master' sitting in the box at this time turned out to be the barbecue old man that Zhao Feng met when he first entered Hell.

That is, the white-haired old man who gave him a pot of Dragon Flame Wine and asked a few questions about Emperor Fenglei.

"Hehe, I didn't expect my little brother to recognize me."

The white-haired old man grinned.

"Senior, why are you?"

Zhao Feng was shocked.

That day when he entered Hell Prison, this white-haired old man could be said to be the first person in Hell Prison Zhao Feng met. At that time, Zhao Feng felt that the other party was not an ordinary person.

However, Zhao Feng at that time was only a first-rank Martial God Emperor, but now, the man who invited Zhao Feng upstairs was a peak Martial God Emperor.

The difference was so big that Zhao Feng didn't accept it for a while.

"Little brother, I didn't expect you to break through from the first-rank Martial God Emperor to the seventh-rank Martial God Great Emperor in just a few months. You are really amazing."

The white-haired old man poured a glass of Longyan Wine and brought it to Zhao Feng with Yuanli.

Zhao Feng drank it all in one gulp, and then asked in amazement: "I don't know what the senior wants me to do?"

"Okay, then I'll get straight to the point."

The white-haired old man nodded and said, "I want to make a deal with my little brother!"

"What deal?"

Zhao Feng raised his brows. In his estimation, this white-haired old man was probably a half-step Martial God Supreme, and there was nothing on him that could make the Half-Step Martial God Supreme covet.

"One double soul fruit, exchange for your weapon!"

The white-haired old man said directly.

"weapon?"

Zhao Feng's heart trembled, and the first thing he thought of was the Wuji Sword.

Secondly, it is the magic wind slaying sword and the rushing thunder lore sword.