God level travel in history

Chapter 102
On the void blanket, Xiao Feng looked at Qin Tian who was like a wolf entering a herd of sheep, the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

In this battle, there was no suspense. After just a few encounters, several people in the City Lord's Mansion were beaten and flew out by Qin Tian.

Han Li's calculations are very good, escorted by a few weak people, it will not attract anyone's attention.

If it hadn't been found by Xiao Feng's master and apprentice with the method of attracting blood, they would be able to safely send the seven-colored spiritual root to the City Lord's Mansion in a short time.

By the time everyone realized it, it might be too late, the seven-colored spiritual roots at that meeting had already turned into a helper for someone to reach the Conferred God Realm.

After a long while, Qin Tian's figure appeared on the void carpet again, with no trace of fatigue on his face.

After solving these people, it seems to be effortless for him.

"Master, I have searched all of them. There is no seven-color spiritual root. Only this ring, but this ring seems to have a seal." After speaking, Qin Tian spread his palm, revealing a delicate ring.

When Xiao Feng took over the interspatial ring, a ray of consciousness penetrated, and his brows gradually frowned.

Sure enough, as Qin Tian said, there is a layer of blood barrier in the space ring, and his spiritual consciousness can't go deeper at all.

After a while, there was still no solution, so Xiao Feng had no choice but to sink into the reincarnation stone and seek help from Yaya.

Yaya on the sapphire bed seemed to understand Xiao Feng's intentions, first glanced at him contemptuously, and then with a gesture of her delicate little hand, the interspatial ring immediately appeared in her palm.

Only seeing the little demon snap his fingers lightly, the interspatial ring emitted a burst of bloody light, and then the seven-colored spiritual roots slowly fell on the sapphire bed under Xiao Feng's gaze, and finally took root.

"Let this little guy absorb the aura here and grow faster."

Yaya pointed to the colorful spiritual roots on the sapphire bed, staring at Xiao Feng with a calm expression.

Hearing this, Xiao Feng nodded, glanced at the beautiful woman on the jade bed and the colorful spiritual roots at her feet, and exited the reincarnation stone with a smile on her lips.

"Master, can the seal in the ring be broken?" Noticing that the ring in Xiao Feng's palm disappeared, Qin Tian pursed his lips and asked.

"The seven-color spiritual root has been taken out by the teacher." After the voice fell, Xiao Feng waved his hand, and a stream of light fell into Qin Tian's hand.

"As for this interspatial ring, go back wherever you came from!"

Hearing Xiao Feng's words, although Qin Tian was puzzled, he did not hesitate. The first time he took the ring, he flew to the fallen Ah Si, and put the space ring back on the other's middle finger.

It's not that Xiao Feng doesn't like this space ring, but that although the seven-color spiritual root has been taken out, the seal has not been broken.

For Yaya's actions, Xiao Feng was also very helpless.

The so-called sending Buddha to the west, why not remove the seal by the way?
In Xiao Feng's view, what Yaya did was undoubtedly showing off her own strength and showing off to him.

Since the interspatial ring is useless, it is better to return it to make the people in the City Lord's Mansion happy.

After all, you can't be too extreme in being a human being, and you still have to have the bottom line of being a human being.

When Qin Tian returned to the void carpet, he couldn't wait to observe the colorful spiritual roots up close.

As for the little devil, with an excited expression on his face, he kept echoing from the sidelines.

An Miaoyi was relatively quiet, but there was also a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

"Disciples, the seven-colored spiritual root has been sent somewhere by the teacher! When it grows into a seven-colored spiritual tree, you will have a chance to meet."

Xiao Feng glanced at the three apprentices one after another, smiled lightly, and looked calm.

Hearing this, Qin Tian and An Miaoyi nodded slightly, although there was a little regret in their eyes, it disappeared in an instant.

Only the little devil shrugged his hands and shook his head in displeasure.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng pulled the demon spirit aside, and after a little comfort, he controlled the void blanket and flew away.

Half an hour later, outside Anzhou City, Xiao Feng felt the strange barrier in the void, and frowned.

"Master, what the hell is this thing? Not only is it outside, but the void is also blocked! With Ling'er's innate supernatural powers, she can't even get out!"

The demon carefully stretched out his hand to touch the weird barrier in front of him, pouted and complained to Xiao Feng.

Right now, Xiao Feng was lost in thought, not only the innate magical powers of the demon spirits couldn't pass through, even the void blanket couldn't pass through.

After thinking for a long while, Xiao Feng showed a sly smile, and then looked at the three disciples jokingly said: "Disciples, go home! Next, there is a good show to watch!"

On the other side, Ah Si and others who were knocked out by Qin Tian woke up one after another.

"Fourth brother, who was that little thief just now? How dare he break ground on us!" The last person who woke up said.

"Don't worry about this for now! Fortunately, the ring is still there. As for the little thief, after delivering the seven-colored spiritual root to the old Patriarch, we will find him out slowly and torture him!"

After finishing speaking, the guard called Fourth Brother fixed his eyes and set off again, speeding up his feet, and ran towards the City Lord's Mansion.

As for the other guards, they looked at each other and followed closely.

At the same time, in the depths of the Anzhou Auction, Room No. [-].

Han Li, Zhu Yi and the others sat quietly on the bench in the room, as if they were waiting for something.

At this moment, Han Li was pinching the short black beard on his chin with his right hand. On the jade table in front of him, a cup of tea had already cooled completely.

"It's been so long, Ah Si and the others should have left the Anzhou Auction and returned to the City Lord's Mansion."

After muttering, Han Li frowned suddenly, and immediately looked towards the roof, shouting: "Who is sneaking around, so shameful!"

After the shout fell, Han Li's hands quickly formed a seal, and then he slapped him.

With one palm out, the dragon appears.

In an instant, a huge flood dragon phantom emerged from Han Li's palm.

The flash of the phantom dragon suddenly caused the temperature in the room to rise suddenly, as if standing in a huge furnace.

At the same time, a terrifying aura spread around the room, making crackling noises from time to time.

It was such a terrifying blow, blasting towards the roof at lightning speed.

In less than a moment, the sound of cracking and breaking of the roof rubble and the rumbling sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded at the same time.

Looking around, a huge hole was punched in the roof at this moment, and the moon hanging high in the sky was clearly visible.

"Hmph! Who sent you here? A mere sage dares to plot against my colorful spiritual root! Besides, you don't even look at this place, you are acting wild here!"

Han Li pushed open the door immediately, looked at the masked man who fell to the ground, and angrily reprimanded him.

"City Lord Han, we are bound to win the colorful spirit root, I'm just a striker."

The masked man in black wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gave a strange laugh, then quickly got up and flew away.

(End of this chapter)