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462 Dead Tree Snow Eagle  While lamenting the fall of the kingdom, Feng Xiaotian immediately rolled up the map and put it into the soul guide.

  At this point, they had all the items they needed. With the map and the compass to indicate the direction, they could walk out of the desert at any time.

  Next, they only needed to find a safe place, carefully check the contents on the map, and then continue to set out for training.

  "Let's go, our exploration ends here." Feng Xiaotian patted everyone on the shoulders and walked out of the treasure house.

  There was no need to stay any longer. It would be better to leave early before too many people discovered this place.

  Everyone did not stay any longer and retreated in the direction they came from.

  As soon as they walked into the passage, everyone clearly felt the movement coming from the other side of the passage.

  The movement was so great that even if they were far away, they could feel the spreading soul power fluctuations.

  Feng Xiaotian walked in front of the crowd and set up a soul barrier to help them resist the aftermath of the soul. "Four peak soul saints are fighting. It seems that someone followed us when we entered the hall."

  Feng Xiaotian frowned slightly. Fortunately, the group did not collide with them, otherwise it would not be so easy to escape in this small space.

  He urged: "Let's go quickly, the movement here will attract the attention of others."

  Without stopping, everyone rushed to the exit quickly.

  The wall of the treasure house must be extremely hard. It would be unrealistic to break through the wall and escape at that time.

  When Feng Xiaotian and others ran out of the treasure house, they happened to collide with another group of people who came after hearing the news.

  This was a team of two people, led by a hunchbacked old man, who was the guy who had spoken rudely to Huo Wu and the others before.

  "Damn, I ran into him again." Ah Fei sighed.

  However, he had wanted to do something to this old guy for a long time, but he didn't expect to collide with him.

  "So it's you guys. I haven't exercised for a long time." A trace of brilliance flashed through the old man's cloudy eyes, and a dead wood cane appeared in his hand.

  Yellow, purple, black, black, eight soul rings appeared under his feet.

  The old man's eighth soul ring was lighter in color than the sixth soul ring, and it was obvious that his eighth soul ring was very young.

  The middle-aged man next to him also activated his martial soul. The man's martial soul, the vulture, was a seven-ring soul saint.

  "Although I don't know what the situation is down there, you must have gained a lot of wealth to get out of there. Hand over your property and get out of here, and I may let you go." The old man licked the corner of his mouth, and it seemed that he didn't intend to waste too much soul power on Feng Xiaotian and others.

  "Dead Wood Snow Eagle! I didn't expect it to be you." Feng Xiaotian frowned slightly.

  He was the oldest among them.

  More than 20 years ago, the Dead Wood Snow Eagle was notorious on the mainland. His name could make children stop crying.

  At that time, he was only a Soul Saint, and later disappeared from the continent.

  At first, Feng Xiaotian did not recognize his identity until he showed his martial soul.

  Xue Ying laughed loudly, "I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still people who remember my reputation in the past. It's a pity that the strength of the Spirit Hall is too strong. Even if I break through the Soul Douluo, I can't shake them. However, it is more than enough to deal with you little guys who grew up listening to my stories."

  His eighth soul ring is a 15,000-year-old soul beast found in this desert. Although the age is very low, in order to successfully advance, he can only be forced to choose this soul ring.

  Now that the ruins have been revealed, as long as he can get the map and wealth, he can still be free and happy after going out.

  Huo Wushuang and others are much younger than Feng Xiaotian, so they have never heard of the name of Dead Wood Snow Eagle since they can remember.

  However, they are not objects that can be slaughtered.     Feng Xiaotian's face was calm, and he couldn't help but say, "When I was very young, I was really scared when I heard your name, but it's different now. We have grown up now. The so-called Deadwood Snow Eagle, you are old, and we have no reason to be afraid of you."

  As soon as he finished speaking, the Gale Two-Headed Wolf Martial Soul appeared behind him, and eight soul rings of yellow, purple, black and black appeared under his feet.

  Among them, the eighth soul ring revealed a trace of blood red, and it was obvious that the soul ring was very old.

  Huo Wushuang and others also opened their martial souls.

  Except for Bai Chenxiang, the rest were at the Soul Saint level.

  Xue Ying and the middle-aged man beside him were dumbfounded. When did Soul Saints and Soul Douluo become so young? Could it be that during the years they were exiled, the cultivation methods of soul masters on the mainland have made a qualitative leap?

  Fists are afraid of the young, not to mention that Feng Xiaotian's eighth soul ring is much older than the eighth soul ring of the old Snow Eagle. In the next battle, no matter how the two sides fight, the old man will not be Feng Xiaotian's opponent.

  What's the point of this?

  "Haha, you guys can talk it out. Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth." The old man laughed and his attitude changed 180 degrees.

  However, Ah Fei seemed not to want to pay attention to him.

  Before Feng Xiaotian could speak, the seventh soul ring under Ah Fei's feet suddenly lit up.

  The wind eagle martial spirit spread its wings and soared, instantly repelling the old man's figure.

  Feng Xiaotian didn't think about saying goodbye. The dead wood snow eagle was notorious on the mainland back then.

  Feng Xiaotian didn't comment on the exile punishment of the martial spirit hall, but now that he has the strength, he should let such a villain stay forever.

  You know, with the strength of the other soul douluo, it is very likely to stand out in the next competition. In the treasure house just now, Feng Xiaotian and others did not look closely after finding the map. There might be another map inside.

  Letting such a villain return to the mainland is the biggest disaster!

  "Seventh soul skill, martial spirit true body." The figure of the wind two-headed wolf rose from the ground.

  The six of them were originally one body. Except for Bai Chenxiang, the rest of them all opened their martial spirit true bodies.

  Feng Xiaotian took the initiative to fight against the Snow Eagle, A Fei fought against the man with the Vulture Spirit, and the other four guarded around the battlefield to calm them down.

  The battle was so loud that the entire palace ruins were clearly visible.

  However, even if there were strong soul fighters among these people, they would not join the battle at this time.

  There is a lot of wealth in the palace, so there is no need to hang them all in one place.

  ...

  "Young man, don't really think that I am afraid of you." Xue Ying said with a gloomy face and a weak face.

  In the previous fight, he had obviously felt that he was powerless. Feng Xiaotian was not comparable to him in terms of speed or attack.

  "It is precisely because I know your deeds in the past that I have no reason to let you go."

  "Gas Field, open!"

  The field was generated, and the entire palace ruins were suddenly covered with wind and sand.

  Those who have a field are all outstanding in the world of soul masters. Xue Ying's soul power level is not much different from Feng Xiaotian, but with the blessing of the field, he was firmly suppressed by Feng Xiaotian.