War God Asura

"Judging the strength of Junior Brother Xing, that assessment is no longer a problem, as for the merit, I have a way!"

"What can you do?" Xing couldn't help being surprised when he heard Han Feng's words, and hurriedly asked.

Chapter 645 Underground Exchange

"Junior Brother Xing Jue, look at this."

Han Feng did not directly answer Xing Jue's words. Instead, he looked around and looked around. After seeing no one, he turned his wrist and a moral order appeared in his hand.

"This……"

When Xing Jue saw the moral order in Han Feng's hand, he couldn't help being shocked, because he was shocked to find that Xing Jue's moral order had accumulated 100,000 moral points, which had reached the requirements for participating in the assessment of true biography disciples.

"Brother Han Feng, how did you do this?"

Xing Jue was extremely excited at this moment, because as far as he knew, it took only two years for Han Feng to come to Guiyin Peak, and it was not easy to accumulate 100,000 merit points in two years.

"Senior Brother Xing Jue, don't worry, I am here to help you, but this is not the place to talk about this."

"If you trust me as a brother, just follow me, and I will take you to the place where you can quickly get merit." Han Feng said with a solemn face after putting away the merit order.

"Brother Han Feng intends to help me. How can I not trust you in Xing Jue? Tell me, when will you leave?" Hearing that there is a quick way to get merits, Xing Jue is already unable to restrain himself and can't wait. Looks like.

"Early morning but not late, let's set off now!" Han Feng suddenly stood up?

"it is good!"

Xing Jue never thought that when he was worried about how to make up a moral point, Han Feng would jump out to help him.

And Xing Jue could feel Han Feng's sincerity. He felt that Han Feng definitely didn't want to lie to him, but sincerely wanted to help him.

Therefore, Xing Jue followed Han Feng to leave Guiyin Peak's sphere of influence and went to the center of the Soul Source World, a place called the Panic Land.

Panic place!

The panic was because it was indeed a desolate, vast desert, and a dilapidated earth-cast city appeared after walking thousands of miles.

The chaos is because there is a lot of people here, and the strong are like clouds, coming from all directions, from various forces, even the disciples of Wuzhifeng.

"Brother Han Feng, are you sure you can get a moral point here?"

At this moment, Xing Jue and Han Feng were walking in an earth city. Although the earth city was dilapidated, there were profound spells everywhere, and it was the spell that protected the earth city from being eroded by wind and sand.

Xing Jue and Han Feng have faded away from Guiyin Peak's costumes, because the Guiyin Peak logo that can make them respected elsewhere can easily become a desperate talisman for them to cause trouble, because this is a place of panic.

"Shhh, be quiet, don't call you brother here, now we are scattered people, no school, no identity, just call me my name." Seeing Xing Jue's unscrupulous opening, Han Feng quickly reminded him in a low voice.