The next day, the Soul Fighting Competition continued to begin.

In order to compete for the quota of the top 16, all participating teams are ready to take it seriously.

Regarding the subsequent competition, Feng Liu really couldn't be very interested. There was nothing that needed to be paid special attention to today's competition.

With the current strength of Hulong Villa, there is nothing that can be taken seriously except for the top teams.

Under the dual torture of Liunian and Chang Baicao of the East Palace, everyone's potential was completely tapped out.

The speed of strength progress is extremely fast. It won’t take long, but I’m afraid there will be more people who will hit the Soul Emperor realm!

The subsequent competition was actually nothing exciting, and he was not very interested.

The two dynasties of Tiansheng Kingdom and Tian Yao Kingdom have left. According to Feng Liu's guess, the Tian Yao Kingdom will be dissatisfied and help Fu Shang deal with Tianlong for this purpose.

Fortunately, with Emperor Tiansheng who can help, he doesn't have much worries.

According to his estimate, when the Xiaoao Dynasty chose to withdraw its troops and did not fight with the Yanyun Dynasty, Fushang Kingdom was desperate and would definitely choose to ask other dynasties for help.

However, with the existence of supercontinental siege cannons, other dynasties did not dare to act rashly.

The closer you get, the less you dare.

An effective strike of three thousand miles is almost five thousand miles!

Once they act rashly, the supercontinental siege cannon will be activated.

Even if you cannot accurately hit the King Capital, as long as you can hit the territory to which they belong, it will cause considerable losses.

For this purpose, Feng Liu prepared nearly two hundred shells!

If you anger him, just wait to destroy the country!

Even if Feng Liu loses a lot of money, he will not let them threaten the Tianlong Kingdom.

The sunrise and the sunset are just a blink of an eye.

The second day of the Soul Fighting Competition was just a hurry, with some people being happy and some being sad.

There was basically no upset, and many teams were eliminated.

The next day, the list of advances to the quarterfinals was also arranged. After taking the list from the elder, Feng Liu just glanced at it and then stopped looking.

Next, it is said that the opponent of the mercenary group is Fengyun Kingdom, while Feng Liu's opponent is the ancient kingdom.

The strength of the dynasty is almost the same as that of Fushang Kingdom, and the two countries have no connection. Feng Liu simply gave it to Feng Cantian for arrangements, and he did not intend to participate in the competition.

There is actually not much to pay attention to in the next competition. In addition, the legendary mercenary group is not in the same group as him, so the other opponents don’t need to worry at all.

They only have one goal, win the championship!

As night falls, many people are already asleep, or are practicing to restore their strength.

Feng Liu stood proudly on the top floor of the Soul Fighting Hall, overlooking the magnificent and magnificent scenery under the hanging island.

The stars dotted, the bright moon in the sky.

Heaven and earth seem to be connected.

"The king of the country is still not resting?"

The Fighting Soul Emperor slowly walked out of the void and smiled indifferently.

“It’s not peaceful during this period.”

Feng Liu glanced around and didn't know where the dead bodies were.

He had long forgotten the exact time when the dead corpses besieged the Soul Fighting Hall, and only knew that there was such a thing.

"Um?"

The Emperor Fighting Soul frowned. He knew that Feng Liu had the ability to predict the future. Could it be that there was really something wrong with it?

"During this period, the Emperor will try to arrange some top experts to guard the Soul Fighting Hall. In addition, don't let anyone break into the Soul Fighting Hall."

Now, millions of people gathered in the Soul Fighting Hall. If the plague spreads, the consequences will be unimaginable!

"Master Feng, do you know anything?"

"I can't explain it clearly, I just have this premonition, that's all."

Feng Liu really doesn’t know how to explain it, and his ability to predict the future is not accurate enough to say what kind of disaster it is. How to prevent it, and how can we be fine, right?

As a powerful emperor, the Fighting Soul Emperor is not that easy to fool.

If you are not careful, the other party may notice the mistake.

If you want to avoid making mistakes, it is the best choice not to say less.

The Emperor of Soul Fighting suddenly frowned, and then he saw two figures suddenly appearing from the jungle.

The thin figure seemed to be exhausted, climbing on the ladder with difficulty.

Because the speed was too slow and the figure was relatively thin, even the Soul Fighting Emperor did not see it clearly.

"Are these two soul beasts?"

"people?"

Feng Liu frowned immediately, and his feet were used to sweep his soul suddenly, and he suddenly realized that it was a man and a woman!

Poisonous Concubine, Pang Feiyan!

The greatest hero in quelling this plague at the cost of his own life!

Seeing Pang Feiyan gritting her teeth, carrying her younger brother on her back, and climbing up the stairs with difficulty, the Emperor Fighting Soul Fighting also frowned.

"What's going on with this guy?"

"Why did you come to my Soul Fighting Temple?"

The Emperor Fighting Soul Frowning Frowning Brow frowned, and was quite puzzled at this time, not understanding what was going on.

You know, it is not easy for ordinary people to come to the Soul Fighting Hall.

There are at least nearly 8,000 stairs on each floor!

Not to mention, Pang Feiyan is just a female fan, she is not old and is carrying her younger brother on her back, so she can actually climb here.

What will is this?

The Soul Fighting Hall is built on the hanging island. There are only three ways to get up. One is to fly up directly.

The second type is to directly transfer it with the help of a teleportation array.

The third type is like Pang Feiyan, who relies on his perseverance to step by step!

"This...this..."

Feng Liu breathed a sigh of relief, but there was no big solution at this time. He waved his hand, "Go down and take a look."

The Emperor of Fighting Soul nodded. They guessed for a long time, but it was useless.

It’s better to just transfer it and ask what’s going on.

Both of them were not slow, and they came directly to the steps in an instant.

However, before getting close to Pang Feiyan, waves came from the jungle.

A burst of roars like a roar of wild animals suddenly rang out.

"not good!"

The Emperor of Soul Fighting Frown suddenly frowned, and then countless dead bodies were killed instantly.

His whole body was covered in blood, and there was no good piece of meat.

Each of the blood bubbles as big as peas, was even flowing with disgusting unknown liquid.

After seeing the two of them appear, the dead bodies became more and more manic, and the white eyes were even more terrifying blood.

They do not have any soul power, but their speed can be said to be extremely fast.

Even Feng Liu could only barely see a blood light roaring towards him!

Rumble...

Fortunately, with the existence of the Soul Fighting Emperor, the soul power around him suddenly burst out, directly knocking the dead bodies out in an instant!

In an instant, it burst into countless blood mists!

"Thank you...thank you..."
Chapter completed!