Hearing Feng Ge's words, the old man who was concentrating on drawing the map slowly raised his head, his eyes swept over the broken map in Feng Ge's mind, and an inexplicable meaning flashed through his muddy old eyes.

"Have you... seen this kind of broken picture before?"

His eyes looked up and down Feng Ge's body, but he could not detect his true strength, and there was a hint of surprise in his voice.

"I've seen it before, so what? Just tell me if you want to sell it or not."

"Haha, young man, you have a very hot temper, but unfortunately, I won't sell it."

The old man chuckled, then slowly lowered his head, focusing his attention on the unfinished map again. Although his tone was calm, it revealed an unquestionable attitude.

Feng Ge didn't seem to hear the old man's words of rejection, and said to himself: "It seems that there is only half of the broken picture. The other half of the broken picture was hidden somewhere by the old gentleman. I bought it together at a high price."

"Little guy, I've made it very clear. Don't think about being disabled anymore. I don't care about money. Leave quickly. You are not welcome here."

"Besides, don't have any thoughts of robbery, it won't do you any good."

The old man waved his hand, with a hint of expulsion and cruelty in his tone. If he didn't leave, he would directly drive him away.

"Oh, really?"

Feng Ge chuckled softly, his eyes flashed, and his mind moved. A pair of energy wings suddenly came out from behind, and with a slight flutter, the map in the store was instantly blown into a mess.

"Fighting energy turns into wings, fighting king!"

The old man suddenly let out a cry of surprise, and stood up from his seat with a thud, his eyes full of incredible colors.

You must know that among the powerful Dou Wangs of the Jiama Empire, none of them had such a level of cultivation until they were over fifty years old, but the person in front of them was already a Dou King at such a young age.

"Could he be an old monster with good looks? No, that's not right. Although there are some weird things in this kid's body, the breath of life cannot be faked. He may even be underage!"

"Gudong!"

The old man couldn't help but swallow his saliva. To be able to possess such tyrannical strength at such a young age, it is self-evident that the power behind him must be a hidden family or sect. A bolder guess is that he is not from the northwest continent, but from

In...Zhongzhou!

"How about, with my strength, can I win this residual map in the hands of a strong man who was once a fighting emperor? You think so, Ice Emperor Haibodong!"

As soon as these words came out, the fighting spirit in the old man's body burst out uncontrollably. The temperature in the room dropped sharply like a roller coaster. A chill lingered around him and lasted for a long time. In his turbid eyes, he stared at the wind coldly.

Song.

"Who are you?"

"Who am I? Elder Ebi doesn't need to care. I just want to know whether this residual picture will be sold or not. If not, even if Elder Ebi doesn't agree, I will take it away by force!"

As he spoke, Feng Ge's momentum suddenly increased, and it instantly overshadowed Hai Bodong's momentum.

In an instant, Haibodong felt that he was deep in the quagmire. Every step he took required great strength. He gritted his teeth and sneered:

"It seems that this fragment of the picture is very important to you? Back then, I worked hard to dig out this fragment of the picture from the depths of the Tagore Desert. For this, I even got the seal of Queen Medusa of the snake people clan.

Curse, my strength dropped from Dou Huang to today's Dou Ling, and my body also aged rapidly."

"Although I have not gained anything after more than ten years of research, I know that the secrets contained in it are definitely not small. If you want me to sell it to you, just dream!"

Upon hearing this, a chill flashed through Feng Ge's eyes, and the dark cyan energy gradually gathered in his hands: "So, Ebi would rather die than hand over the broken map?"

"Hahaha, boy, don't threaten me with death, it's useless! I have thought about leaving this world more than once in these years, but if you kill me, the other half will be left behind, haha..."

Hearing this, a hint of ridicule flashed in Feng Ge's eyes: "You are naive, do you think that you can restrain me like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ge's eyes suddenly widened, and the majestic power of the soul instantly enveloped the entire desert city. There were no secret rooms left, and every detail was untouched and no suspicious objects were encountered.

, the power of the soul turned into an invisible hand and sent it back to the shop.

Immediately, he grasped his big hand, and the space around Hai Bodong suddenly distorted. The dry palm with the ring on it disappeared out of thin air in an instant. The next moment, it was floating in front of Feng Ge. He gently pulled off the ring, and then threw away the ring like trash.

Throw the severed hand in front of Hai Bodong.

Seeing this scene, Haibodong stared blankly at his severed hand and lowered his head at the wound. He couldn't feel any pain at all. The fear in his heart made him sit back on the chair and his lips trembled: "What is this?"

Magic?"

"The demon method? It's just the control of space, but that's right. After all, Hai Lao is just a Dou Huang, and only Dou Zong can master a trace of space power."

Feng Ge explained softly while mobilizing a force of soul to directly use the most brutal method to erase the soul imprint left on the ring.

"Ah!!"

The power of the soul was wiped out, and Hai Bodong was the first to suffer the backlash. The sea of ​​soul consciousness seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible sledgehammer, and blood suddenly flowed from all the orifices.

"It is indeed a collection of a powerful Dou Huang warrior. It is quite rich. Is this the residual picture?"

Gently stroking Najie, another broken map appeared in his hand, and then he used the power of his soul to suspend it in the air, and threw it into the sky phoenix flames together with other maps drawn by Hai Bodong.

What is fake is fake after all. No matter how good the material is, it cannot stop the burning of the Heavenly Phoenix Flame. Only the map that contains the remnant soul of the Pure Lotus Demon Saint can be considered true. And the true remnant map is not afraid of being burned by fire or water.

After a while, there was only one residual image left in Tianhuang Yan. Looking carefully, Feng Ge found that Tianhuang Yan even deliberately bypassed the residual image.

"Found it."

Feng Ge smiled happily, grabbed it in his hand, looked it up and down, and felt a familiar vicissitudes and ancient charm, and then took out another residual picture obtained from the wooden frame, and pieced it together a little, but there was no trace of the connection.

Not the slightest gap.

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"The second residual picture of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire was also found, as well as one of the Warcraft Mountain Range."

After taking the broken picture back into the ring, Feng Ge narrowed his eyes and looked coldly at the traumatized Hai Bodong, thinking whether to deal with him.

At the same time, Hai Bodong also seemed to know Feng Ge's thoughts. He held himself up, raised his head slightly to look at Feng Ge, and said with a wry smile: "Haha, it seems that I still lost, since you have obtained the disability."

Tu, can you spare my life?"

"Oh, didn't Ebi said not long ago that he is not afraid of death? Why are you asking me to let you go now?"

Hearing Hai Bodong's words, Feng Ge suddenly showed a playful smile, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Haha, why should I seek death if I can survive? To be honest with you, in order to get rid of the current situation, I have never given up in the past few decades, which also allowed me to successfully find a way to solve the problem. Although the chance is slim, there is still a glimmer of hope.

So I don't want...I don't want to die like this, I want to live! Please spare my life!"

As he spoke, Hai Bodong's legs softened and he knelt on the ground, humbly praying to Feng Ge.

Looking at this scene, Feng Ge couldn't help but sigh: "This is a world where the weak eat the strong. Weakness is original sin! Only strong can control one's own and even the destiny of others!"

Taking a deep breath, Feng Ge's expression returned to indifference, and he said calmly: "The story is quite touching, but it doesn't become a reason for me to let you go, but..."

"It's nothing, please make it clear!"

"Oh, it's okay. If His Excellency the Ice Emperor can become my slave and open his soul to let me plant a slave mark, I may be able to spare your life."
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