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Chapter 329

"When Zhao Feng opened the blood eye pupils, the ball produced a strange response, which shows that it is destined...

The red-haired old man sighed.

After all, the Ice Soul Ball was a personal belonging of the King of the Virtual God Realm during his lifetime, and the residual knowledge contained in it is of immeasurable value.

However, this object had been following him for many years without any response. It only started to react when Zhao Feng appeared.

It can be seen from this that he has no fate with this thing.

"Furthermore, you have underestimated the power and potential of Zhao Feng's bloodline eyes. Even my spiritual knowledge is difficult to find out. Coupled with his fate with the Soul Ball, the opportunity is immeasurable. Therefore, I simply give it away.

The Buddha was sent to the West to help others to the end, and even gave him the "Netherworld Eyes Fragment". After all, people with blood eyes and strong mental power have a higher success rate in practicing "Netherworld Eyes Fragmentation"."

The red-haired old man explained.

Tie Mo nodded suddenly.

Neither the "Ball of Ice Soul" nor "The Fragments of Dark Eyes" are of much use to the red-haired old man and Tie Mo.

Zhao Feng, on the other hand, has a connection with the "Ice Soul Ball". His bloodline eyes and powerful spiritual source basically meet the training conditions of "The Fragment of the Dark Eye".

"Everything depends on his luck..."

The red-haired old man slowly closed his eyes, and all the auras on his body, including the aura of life, quickly converged.

The other side.

Zhao Feng walked out of the palace with the "Ice Soul Ball" and "The Fragment of the Dark Eye".

He murmured in his heart, what kind of person is that red-haired old man that the deputy leader can call his elder brother?

"Could it be..."

Zhao Feng's heart suddenly moved.

In the Iron-Blooded Religion, the highest decision-maker in the minds of most people is the deputy leader Tie Mo.

However, there is a word "deputy" in Tiemo's position.

The orthodox leader of the Iron-Blooded Religion has not appeared in the past hundred years.

Legend has it that the Iron-Blooded Cult took part in the campaign to annihilate the Scarlet Moon Demon Cult hundreds of years ago, and was a contemporary figure competing with the Scarlet Moon Cult.

But later, due to some changes, the Iron-Blooded Cult Leader fell into a deep sleep.

Return to your residence.

Putting the "Ice Soul Ball" in the palm of your hand, there was a strange cold feeling.

But in essence, this kind of coldness does not exist on the material level, but spreads and conducts in the spiritual world. It is a kind of nihilistic power similar to sword intention and knife intention.

When he saw this object for the first time, Zhao Feng's spiritual eyes had some kind of reaction.

Zhao Feng opened his spiritual eyes and his spiritual senses gradually merged into the "Ice Soul Ball".

For some reason, that cold force of nothingness gave Zhao Feng a sense of intimacy.

The light blue cold pool in the left eye space now ripples, and a strange and invisible chill reverberates on the spiritual level.

Buzz

At the core of the Ice Soul Ball, a transparent blue ice core lit up.

The blue ice core is invisible to the naked eye. It only exists on the spiritual level, and Zhao Feng's spiritual eyes can also see it.

During the contact, Zhao Feng sensed some vague and incomplete information in the "blue ice core", including some obscure ancient inherited knowledge and secrets.

Zhao Feng didn't understand most of that information, but some of its mysteries were closely related to spiritual mysticism and were even more distant.

"This is the ancient soul path? A realm deeper and more distant than the spiritual mystical arts..."

Zhao Feng was thoughtful and had many questions.

He can be sure that the profound knowledge contained in the "Ice Soul Ball" is far superior to the spiritual arts he has been exposed to before, and is thousands of times more advanced.

In comparison, the "Mind Control Technique" he had practiced before was not worth mentioning.

Even the "Legacy of Electricity" is far from comparable to the essence and mystery of these messages.

The only regret is that these things are incomplete and in pieces.

Zhao Feng's mind was immersed in it, completely forgetting himself. There are some mysterious meanings contained in the "Ice Soul Ball" that ordinary people would have a hard time understanding in a lifetime.

If Zhao Feng didn't have the foundation of spiritual mysticism, the powerful understanding and learning ability of the divine eye, and the super spiritual source, he would not be able to touch it at all.

In the blink of an eye, two or three days passed.

The profound meanings in the "Ice Soul Ball" were filtered and classified into layers by Zhao Feng's divine eyes.

The first level is the foundation of ice soul.

The second level is the power of ice soul.

The second level is the heart of ice soul.

Of course, all kinds of information on the third floor are incomplete. This is Zhao Feng. The Divine Eye has powerful calculation power. It took him two or three days to achieve this step.

"Currently, I can only understand the content of the soul foundation."

Zhao Feng thought to himself.

Even the content of the first level of "Ice Soul Basics" has greatly subverted Zhao Feng's understanding of spiritual mystics and traditional techniques.

Some information subverted Zhao Feng's world view.

For example, in the foundation of Ice Soul, the existence of a "Witch King" is recorded in the related Soul Dao inheritance.

The Witch King's body is not strong, and is even relatively fragile.

But the Witch King's soul and spirit are nearly immortal, and his body is just a carrier for it, and he doesn't care.

Even if the enemy kills the physical body, the Witch King can instantly change to a "carrier".

In fact, a Witch King can have many carriers, and resurrection from the dead is not an uncommon thing.

"The body is the carrier of life; the soul is the core of all living things. If the body dies, the soul can still be there; if the soul dies, everything will turn into nothing."

Zhao Feng nodded frequently while comprehending.

For human beings who are the spirits of all things, ideology is the core, that is, the soul.

"Captain, we are about to leave for the capital."

In the early morning, a voice interrupted Zhao Feng's realization.

Zhao Feng opened his eyes, his face was slightly tired, but it was covered up by more excitement.

In realization, time passes too fast.

Outside the main hall, Dieye was waiting with a smile.

Zhao Feng nodded, leaving only a trace of consciousness outside, and most of his energy was used for understanding.

Iron Blood Hall.

Zhao Feng, Jiang Sanfeng, Dieye, and Dong Xue all gathered together.

A gold-colored blood dragon sedan descended from the sky, along with three senior officials including the ancient-robed protector.

"Deputy leader, everyone is here."

Dieye said with a smile.

"Set off."

Tie Mo, who was in the golden blood dragon sedan, nodded lightly.

The capital is not far from the Iron-Blooded Headquarters, and everyone arrived at Tianpeng Capital in less than half a day.

Entering Tianpeng Capital again, Zhao Feng felt a little emotional in his heart.

Many people in the Iron Blood Sect looked sideways at the blue-haired young helmsman.

Not long ago, this young man held Princess Qin hostage in the royal capital, causing a sensation in the country and greatly undermining the majesty of the royal family.

Zhao Feng's face was expressionless and he didn't say a word all the way. Most of his mind was on comprehending the content of "Basics of Ice Soul".

He refused to let go of every minute and every second.

He just followed the large army mechanically. Whatever the people next to him said, they would just say "um" or "oh".

"Don't disturb him."

The deputy leader smiled slightly and signaled to the other members of the Iron-Blooded Cult.

In the team of the Iron Blood Sect, a blue-haired boy walked forward with his eyes almost closed.

For Zhao Feng, who was in the process of enlightenment, time passed very quickly.

He had no idea what was happening in the outside world.

"The king has arrived and Princess Qin has arrived"

"Master Liu has arrived"

"The Lord of Honghu City has arrived"

At some point, Zhao Feng was in a noisy environment.

He sat in a confused position.

"Who is this blue-haired boy? He is sitting in the position where you are selecting seats and dozing off all the time?"

“Too outrageous”

"With blue hair and blue eyes, he is the representative of the Iron-Blooded Cult, he is that Zhao Feng"

"Zhao Feng? He's actually the thief who held Princess Qin hostage? Why don't we all come together to capture him?"

There was chaos below.

The Canopy Capital is a large open space surrounded by seats.

The easternmost side is the royal family, where senior officials such as King Tianpeng and Princess Qin are present.

The closest ones are the Iron Blood Sect, Liu Clan, Qin Jian Sect and other large forces.

In the center of the open space, there are eight arenas, each with a radius of one mile.

at the same time.

In the center of the eight arenas, there is also a high platform.

On the high platform, there are ten seats, which are condescending.

Sitting on these ten seats are ten teenagers and young people, ten "pre-selected places" representing the great power of Canopy.

As a pre-selection quota, candidates are tentatively selected to participate in the Holy Realm True Dragon Club, and there is no need to participate in complicated competitions.

Ten seats, arranged in order.

In the first seat, sat a young man with golden robe and brown hair. He was strong and even slightly obese. His eyes were gleaming with golden light, and his breathing was as heavy as a mountain.

The Golden Prince, the first among the ten stars of the great country.

In the second position, there is a young man in colorful clothes, with messy hair, arms folded, looking carefree.

Wang Xiaoguai, the second among the Ten Stars of the Great Country, comes from Fengyun Sect, one of the three sects.

In the third position, there is a young man in a shirt. He is very handsome. He carries an ancient sword with a green edge on his back. The light in his eyes occasionally appears, as if there is an invisible blade, cutting through the air, biting the bones.

Tian Yunzhi is the third among the Ten Stars of the Great Country.

The fourth position.

A blue-haired boy had his eyes closed, as if he was taking a nap.

now.

The target of many people's remarks in the audience was this blue-haired boy.

Zhao Feng, the iron-blooded helmsman, is a newly rising talent in a great country.

"so many people……"

Zhao Feng opened his eyes and withdrew from his meditation, his face looked a little tired.

The ten pre-selected places are located in the center of the eight arenas, and around the arenas, there are also people from many forces of the great powers.

Zhao Feng glanced around and saw that the area around the venue was filled with darkness.

Eight competitive stages will be held for competition and discussion.

The moment Zhao Feng opened his eyes, there was a burst of boos from the field, attracting many eyes.

On the royal family side, Lord Tianpeng and others are eyeing Zhao Feng covetously.

Princess Qin is dignified and noble in appearance, with the grace to conquer the country, and the demeanor of a mother who cares about the world.

At the same moment, there were also cold-looking enemies from many powerful forces such as Honghu City, Tianjia General Clan, Liu Clan General Clan, etc.

Especially on the side of Honghu City, the Lord of Honghu City shrank his eyes and glanced at Zhao Feng with a cold snort.

Liu Qinxin has a quiet and peaceful face, sitting quietly like an orchid in an empty valley, a fairy in a painting.

Even Zhao Feng felt cold and uncomfortable.

"Zhao Feng, we meet again."

A strong voice suddenly appeared.

It was Tian Yunzhi who was sitting in the third position, next to Zhao Feng.

"Haha, this is the youngest helmsman of the Iron-Blooded Helm?"

The "Golden Prince" in the first position had a rich laugh, a hint of coldness in his eyes, and looked at Zhao Feng with squinted eyes.

For a moment, Zhao Feng regained consciousness, attracting many unkind looks. In addition, the top ten rising stars and geniuses from all over the participating countries all looked at this young man who had been "out of shape".


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