Nine Flames Sovereign - C807 Storm of the Fighting Spirit!

In the space occupied by the moon and the stars, numerous small islands of various sizes floated within this space.    

Suddenly, four powerful auras shot out like four streams of light, shuttling back and forth.    

Gradually, the floating islands became fewer and fewer. Even if there was one, it was still an extremely small island. It was only a few meters wide, and there were no signs of human habitation.    

After passing through countless islands, the four streaks of light arrived at a pitch-black, chaotic world.    

“Soon. Judging from the distance, we should be able to arrive in a few hours. ” Suddenly, one of the four streaks of light couldn’t help but exclaim in excitement.    

The one who spoke was Xiang Song.    

Han Feng squinted his eyes when he heard this. With his eyesight, he could only see a purple light in the depths of the dark and chaotic spatial zone. He couldn’t see anything else.    

However, Han Feng’s Primordial Spirit Power had already reached more than 20% of the realm. With his powerful senses, he could still sense the unusual energy fluctuation in the deepest part of the spatial zone.    

It was full of violence and power.    

“Could it be that this purple light. . . Is the Dou Ling Storm?” This thought flashed across Han Feng’s heart.    

Han Feng did not ask Xiang Song whether he would find out when he saw it later.    

. . .    

A few hours later, the facts proved Han Feng’s guess.    

The weak purple light that he had seen earlier had appeared in front of Han Feng at this moment. It was a countless number of terrifying purple Dou Ling storms.    

Each Dou Ling storm contained an extremely terrifying strength.    

Rumble!    

The Dou Ling storm continued to revolve around a certain center and emitted a deafening sound. It was as if the Dou Ling world was about to be destroyed at this moment.    

After passing through the Dou Ling storm, Han Feng could vaguely see the white lotus behind the Dou Ling storm.    

The lotus flower was just about to bloom when the sacred white light, Yinyin, undulated out.    

Xiang Song said agitatedly, “Brother Han, this is the Dou Ling Sacred Lotus. ”    

“It is just that if we want to obtain the Dou Ling Sacred Lotus, we must pass through these Dou Ling storms. ”    

Han Feng looked at these Dou Ling storms. There were countless small Dou Ling storms in the periphery. They were around a thousand feet tall.    

These Dou Ling storms were countless. They constantly changed positions with each other.    

It was undoubtedly an impossible task to pass through the gap between each other’s Dou Ling storms and charge over.    

After passing through these mini Dou Ling storms, it was the medium-sized Dou Ling storm.    

Han Feng was a little puzzled when he saw this. Old brother, this little brother has always had a question. Since this Dou Ling Sacred Lotus is so precious, why is it that there is no large-scale Dou Ling storm? ”    

” This. . . Honestly speaking, I also do not know. That is why I have sought out Brother Han, an expert. If something were to happen, with Brother Han and I’s strength, it wouldn’t be a problem for us to break through together. ”    

Han Feng had a serious expression on his face when he heard that Xiang Song didn’t know about it.    

However, Han Feng didn’t retreat because of this. It was impossible for him not to take a risk in order to obtain a good Spirit Creatures.    

There was no such thing as a free lunch at home.    

“Brother Han, are you ready?” Xiang Song asked.    

“Yes, brother. Let’s go. ”    

Immediately, the four of them turned into four rays of light once again and charged into the group of Dou Ling storms with the fastest speed possible under normal circumstances.    

Countless small sized Dou Ling storms swept the four of them into it. The violent winds shook violently, as if there were countless ferocious beasts roaring.    

The four of them displayed the powerful strength that belonged to the Ban Sheng class. Like sharp blades, they continuously charged into the depths of the storm.    

A small scale Dou Ling storm did not pose much danger to the four of them.    

Even if it was a group of small scale Dou Ling storms.    

“Look, that is a Dou Ling plate. ” Suddenly, the eyes of one of the disciples from the Cai clan lit up. He roared in excitement.    

This disciple of the clan was called Xiang Lie, and his overall strength was ranked at the lower, middle, and second-rate of the semi-sage realm.    

“Battle Spirit Token? That’s great. ” Xiang Song was delighted. The four of them immediately rushed over, and Xiang Song naturally kept the Battle Spirit Card.    

At this moment, Xiang Song remembered that he didn’t seem to have any concerns about Han Feng. “Brother Han, this. . . ”    

Han Feng smiled. “Brother, I do not need a fighting spirit card. ”    

Xiang Song was stunned. “Brother Han, are you not going to prepare a fighting spirit card for your family?”    

Han Feng shook his head. What a joke. With the current strength of Han family, entering this Combat Soul world was no different than cannon fodder.    

Even if the Lei Family was slightly better, they would still be cannon fodder in this place. They would only serve as fertilizer for others.    

“What a pity. . . ” Xiang Song shook his head regretfully, then said awkwardly, ” Since Brother Han doesn’t need it, then if we can get another Fighting Spirit Card. . . ”    

Han Feng smiled indifferently. “Naturally, it belongs to Brother Han. ”    

Xiang Song was overjoyed, but he still felt a little embarrassed.    

It was not until Han Feng did not say anything when he got a few more Battle-Spirit Boards that Xiang Song finally let out a sigh of relief.    

Xiang Song really wanted to make friends with Han Feng, but he did not want to cause conflict between the two parties because of a mere plate. If Han Feng wanted a plate, he would definitely make concessions.    

And now, Han Feng really didn’t have any thoughts about the fighting spirit card. Not only would he not cause conflict between the two parties because of the fighting spirit card, but it would also give the Xiangs a huge harvest.    

The reason why Xiang Song valued the Fighting Spirit Cards was because he was from the clan’s point of view.    

Han Feng was different. The Han family was too weak. Currently, Han Feng basically didn’t have any major power backing him, and the Fighting Spirit Cards weren’t very attractive to him.    

Currently, in Han Feng’s eyes, there was only the Dou Ling Sacred Lotus.    

. . .    

The four of them were all Half Saints. The weakest among them was also a Second Rated Half Saint. A mere small scale Dou Ling storm would naturally have no effect on the four of them.    

Very quickly, the four of them passed through the small Dou Ling storm area and arrived in the middle of the medium sized Dou Ling storm.    

During this period of time, Xiang Song obtained a total of five Dou Ling Boards. This made Xiang Song joke that Han Feng was a lucky star.    

One should know that they had also passed through the small Dou Ling storm and arrived at the middle sized Dou Ling storm area when they probed a few times.    

However, the Dou Ling Cards that they had obtained from the previous probes were less than three pieces even after adding one.    

. . .    

When they arrived at the middle sized Dou Ling storm area, the pressure on the four of them instantly increased by quite a bit.    

Han Feng and Xiang Song were still alright. After all, they were at the First Rated Half Saint level.    

However, it was difficult for Xianglie and the last member of the clan to endure.    

Boom! Boom!    

The medium-sized Dou Ling storm continuously swept the four of them within it. The wild and violent strength seemed to want to tear the four of them into pieces.    

” Skyfire Battle Body, condense!”    

“The Burning Heaven Supreme Finger!”    

Han Feng shouted out in anger. The Saint Origin and Primordial Spirit Power had been integrated into the finger of Heavenly Emperor Fen, and its power was extremely terrifying.    

Currently, Han Feng’s Saint Origin had increased from 10% to 23%, and its power was even stronger than when he fought against the experts of the Zhu Family.    

The tearing force within the Dou Ling storm was instantly shattered by Han Feng’s finger.    

Xiang Song did not show any weakness. “Silver Light Chaotic Dance!” This move was also fused with the Saint Origin and Primordial Spirit Power.    

Countless silver lights shot up into the sky like flood dragons.    

Under Xiang Song’s formidable strength, the violent tearing force was also shattered.    

“Raging Rock Dragon Fist!”    

“Ice Blast Palm!”    

The strongest attack of both Duan Lie and the last disciple of the Duan Clan had similarly erupted, and they had barely managed to resist the tearing force of the Dou Ling Storm.    

One. . . Two. . . Three. . . Six. . Nine. . Twelve. . . . . .    

After passing through numerous medium-sized Dou Ling storms, the two disciples of the Duan Clan finally reached their limits and were soon unable to support themselves.    

“Damn it!”    

“Angry Rock Dragon Fists!”    

“Ice Blast Palm!”    

The two disciples of the clan were filled with unwillingness as they once again threw out punches and palms!