章節 1947: Developing Direction of the Origin Sea

The death of a king meant infinite vitality and ownerless souls for Han Fei.

In particular, Wan Qingling was so strong that she was probably in the top twenty of the Sea Establishment List. The vitality and soul power she provided was comparable to that of two ordinary kings.

Rumble! Rumble!

At this moment, Han Fei had already seen a purple heavenly tribulation strike down at the Emperor Sparrow.

At this moment, the Emperor Sparrow looked like a bird-shaped demonic shadow. His body was almost enveloped by black fog. He spread his wings against the heavenly tribulation and swallowed it.

In the eyes of others, it was as if there was a black fog storm above the Heavenly Palace. The heavenly tribulation was sucked in by the storm and flashed with purple light from time to time.