At this time, more than a dozen diamond scratch cards appeared in the air. Qin Feng's eyes lit up. He flew into the air and picked up all the scratch cards.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully using the diamond scratch card and obtaining the refining material fairy gold..."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully using the diamond scratch card and obtaining 100,000 top-grade nurturing pills."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully using the diamond scratch card and obtaining 800 lower-grade fairy swords of the earthly immortal."

"..."

The system's prompt sound rang continuously. Qin Feng obtained many treasures, which made him very pleased.

Finally, he scratched the only star gold scratch card he got in this battle.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully using the star gold scratch card and obtaining the lower-grade magic weapon Phoenix Feather of the heavenly immortal."

"Phoenix Feather, the remains left after the transformation of the mythical beast Phoenix, can emit colorful divine light and seal the heaven and earth."

Qin Feng listened to the system's prompt sound and his eyes lit up. This Phoenix Feather is actually a higher-level version of the peacock feather.

However, it was far more terrifying than the treasure of the Kong Xuan clan. The peacock feather was as different from the phoenix feather as the sky and mud, which made Qin Feng feel very good.

At this moment, the imperial city was silent, and time seemed to have frozen. Countless common people and monks were all dumbfounded. They looked at the figure of Qin Feng in the air, as if they were facing a king.

For the first time, the Suzaku Holy Land showed its fangs, killing all the assassins who came here from the Killer Divine Dynasty above the imperial city.

This scene was really extraordinary. Rumor has it that the ancient holy land is comparable to a country. Now it seems to be true.

Below, Emperor Yan's blood attacked his heart, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Everything that happened just now was really terrible, leaving an indelible impression in the hearts of countless princes and monks, which they could not get rid of.

"Sir, what should we do here? Do you want to be the emperor of Yan?"

After dealing with all the people from the assassin dynasty, Zhu Luo, the elder of the Suzaku Holy Land, came to Qin Feng and asked him how to deal with the next situation.

With the old saint ancestor of the Suzaku Holy Land and other living fossils entering the royal palace and sitting here, the entire Yan Kingdom will never be able to turn the world upside down again.

"Well, professional matters should be left to professionals. I am most afraid of trouble. It is enough to be a hands-off shopkeeper."

Qin Feng spread his hands. Even if the Yan Palace is extraordinary, he has no interest in it. He will not be able to govern a country by himself.

It is better to be a hands-off shopkeeper and enjoy himself. As for other things, they should be left to professionals.

"..."

Hearing this, many elders and old saints of the Suzaku Holy Land all looked at Qin Feng as if he were a monster. Qin Feng's words were really beyond their expectations.

Qin Feng didn't care about the emperor of a country, how tempting it was. The other party took great pains to capture the imperial city, but didn't want to enter the palace. Such a free and easy character really made them admire him.

"Oh, by the way, has Yan Yun been found?"

Qin Feng asked, he remembered this friend before, the other party seemed to be harmed by the emperor Yan Yun because he spoke for him.

Although his relationship with him was not very good, he should at least help him collect the body.

"Reporting to the Holy Son, the prince Yan Yun has been found. The other party was imprisoned in the prison and was not dead."

At this time, the elders of the Suzaku Holy Land came to report that they had found the prince Yan Yun and were preparing to bring Yan Yun to see Qin Feng.

"No need to let him come to see me. Emperor Yan is old. It's time to abdicate and pass the throne to Yan Yun."

After Qin Feng left this sentence, he flew into the air. The things here have come to an end. The mess left behind will be handed over to Yan Yun and other strong men in the Suzaku Zhengdi to deal with.

When everyone was busy, Qin Feng returned to the Suzaku Holy Land.

“Congratulations, Mr. Qin. In just a few days, you have become a strong man in the quasi-prince realm. Even I have to admit that I can’t compare with you. I’m afraid only the Tianjiao of Xuankongzhou can be compared with you.”

Shang Qian, the young master of the Shangyang clan, had a little brilliance in her eyes. Her strength was outstanding. As the young master of the Shangyang clan, she was on par with the saints and saints of some holy places. She was very strong.

However, compared with Qin Feng, she felt ashamed. Qin Feng’s qualifications were too evil, and few people could surpass him.

Qin Feng looked at Shang Qian with white wings on his back. He didn’t know why he felt that the other party was very pleasing to the eye.

He knew that if he didn’t have the blood of Pangu and the blessing of the system, he would not have achieved such an achievement.

Soon, Zhuque, Ouyang Xue, Ye Qingcheng, Zhou Qing'er, Bing Yu'er, Bing Yaya, Zhou Xiaoman, Sun Wutian, and others all appeared here, and the palace where Qin Feng was located became very lively.

In just a few days, Qin Feng destroyed all the problems of the Yan Palace, which was simply too extraordinary.

Not only that, Qin Feng's battle shocked the entire Yanbei, and countless forces began to come to the Suzaku Holy Land, wanting to become a vassal of the Suzaku Holy Land.

Although Qin Feng was not going to pay attention to the affairs of Yanbei, many things did require Qin Feng's opinion.

Even if he really wanted to be a hands-off boss, with his current strength and status, he could not be as free as before.

This incident lasted for a full month. The Yan Imperial Palace of Yan State was completely turned upside down, and the news spread all over the world.

The Yan Emperor abdicated and passed the throne to the seventh prince Yan Yun, and Yan Yun even established a relationship with the Suzaku Holy Land, respecting the Suzaku Holy Land. At this point, the Yan Imperial Palace changed its owner.

After this battle, no one dared to underestimate the Suzaku Holy Land. Qin Feng, the Holy Son of the Suzaku Holy Land, could overwhelm the entire Yanbei. With such qualifications, no one dared to say that the Suzaku Holy Land had declined.

After all, Qin Feng alone could overwhelm the Yan Imperial City, and his strength was comparable to some living fossils. With such combat power, who dared to challenge him?

Although Qin Feng did not become the emperor of Yanbei, everyone knew that the entire Yanbei would probably respect Qin Feng as the emperor.

When Qin Feng's reputation spread throughout the entire ancient continent, it was probably the ancient continent that Qin Feng would also have a place among some king-level cultivators.

In this month, Qin Feng of the Suzaku Holy Land obtained a lot of resources. The monks of the great sects in the whole Yanbei presented spiritual sacred medicines and refining materials.

Various spiritual medicines filled Qin Feng's palace, and the vast amount of spiritual energy of heaven and earth flooded his place, which was almost comparable to the various resources rewarded by Qin Feng's system.

On this day, after Qin Feng refined the spiritual medicine, he stood firmly in the first level of the vassal heaven, and the fierce beast he felt in the sky also became very real.

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