Zhao Feng stood there, frowning slightly, pressing his temple tightly with his thumb, feeling a slight pain coming from his blue left eye.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but the left eye, which was originally like a cold pool in the abyss of ice, was not as cold as before, and a ripple appeared in it from time to time.
It feels like an iceberg is about to melt into a lake or river.
"This feeling..."
Zhao Feng still felt a faint sense of fatigue.
Before the last transformation of the Divine Eye, I seemed to have similar feelings.
But this time, the feeling was much gentler, more like the pain in the eyes of the gods.
It would be okay if the divine eye is not activated, but once it is activated, the swelling and pain will be ten times or a hundred times stronger.
Zhao Feng was not sure whether this situation was due to excessive consumption of pupil power in the ruins, or whether the divine eye was about to enter a mutated transition.
Perhaps there is some of both, producing some unknown "catalysis".
The changes in the Divine Eyes and the direction of the changes are factors that Zhao Feng himself cannot control.
Regarding this situation, Zhao Feng was not only looking forward to it, but also a little worried.
He also didn't know where the current change in the gods would take him.
call
Zhao Feng calmed down his mind and activated the blood power in his body.
Swish
The blood power has a cool feeling, instantly seeping into the space of the left eye, isolating the blue cold pool.
The next moment.
Zhao Feng's left eye returned to its normal black pupil, looking dim.
In the left eye space.
Ripples appeared in the blue cold pool, and the cold breath faded away, creating a softness like water.
"The power of my bloodline is indeed directly related to the attributes of the divine eye."
Zhao Feng discovered that the blood power in his body was somewhere between ice and water.
Hupa
He activated his bloodline power and struck it with one palm, and an ice thunder flower appeared in the void, with a layer of water-like ripples emerging, blooming like a crystal dream.
The power of the palm technique has not changed much.
However, Zhao Feng found that his control over the power of blood and the use of changes were more than twice as powerful as the pure ice blood before.
Returning to the Hengyun area, something like this happened to the divine eye, and Zhao Feng's fortune was unpredictable.
But he thought to himself that even if he didn't use the divine eye, he could dominate the Thirteen Kingdoms and the two powerful countries with his own combat power and trump cards.
now.
Zhao Feng could not use his spiritual eyes easily, so he stood among the trees, slightly hesitant, not knowing which direction to go.
meow
The little thieving cat jumped on his shoulder, "Ding Ding" threw up a few ancient copper coins, grinned, and pointed in a certain direction.
"Little magic stick, let me trust you one more time."
Zhao Feng couldn't help but smile.
He was somewhat dubious about the little thieving cat's divination methods.
call out
Zhao Feng turned into a vague electric arc and flew towards a certain area in the deserted forest.
Following the direction pointed by the little thieving cat, Zhao Feng flew thousands of miles all the way.
There is still a vast and uninhabited wasteland ahead, but some lakes and rivers appear from time to time. Those lakes and rivers make Zhao Feng's spiritual eyes feel a kind of friendly call.
During this period, Zhao Feng naturally encountered some ferocious beasts and monsters, killing them with a snap of his fingers without any suspense.
Zhao Feng's current cultivation level has reached the peak of Zhenxuan level, and can even be regarded as a half-step god. Even if he does not use the divine eye, ordinary gods will not be afraid at all.
Tired of flying, Zhao Feng summoned the long-dormant "Qingfeng Yan" from the ancient iron ring to use it instead.
The ancient iron ring is indeed a fine gift given by the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint. It can store not only ordinary items, but also spiritual pets and living animals.
Because there is no deliberate cultivation, Qingfengyan's cultivation is only half a step to the True Spirit Realm, but in terms of flying ability, it is much better than the average True Spirit Realm.
After flying thousands of miles, Zhao Feng still had not left the deserted area.
Zhao Feng felt a little angry and was about to take the little thief cat out and question him.
At this moment.
Whoosh whoosh——
Below, in the canyon on both sides of a long and turbulent river, seven or eight figures suddenly jumped out.
Those figures, with good auras, and the lowest level of cultivation are all from the seventh level of transcendence. There are two of them who are half-step into the True Spirit Realm, and the leader is an expert in the True Spirit Realm.
"Thieves from the Iron Dragon Alliance, take your life -"
"How come so quickly, the people of the Iron Dragon Alliance have already chased them here?"
These figures seemed to have just discovered Zhao Feng. They were all frightened, angry, jealous, and full of murderous intent. They rushed towards him in groups.
Before Zhao Feng could figure out the situation, he was massacred for no reason.
He hurriedly scanned the seven or eight people, most of whom were covered in colors and looked a little embarrassed. They had obviously experienced a battle not long ago.
The leader, an old man in brown robe, is a master of the True Spirit Realm, and his cultivation level is even better than that of Yunhai Zhenren back then.
"Everyone, be careful, this person is young, but he is actually an expert in the True Spirit Realm."
The brown-robed old man's spiritual sense swept across Zhao Feng, and his heart skipped a beat.
He couldn't see through Zhao Feng's cultivation aura at all, but he was sure that it was at least the True Spirit Realm level.
These people had just been hunted down and fought several times, and their strength was not at its peak.
The other six or seven people suddenly felt as if they were facing a powerful enemy and were on alert.
Although there are many of them, if they want to join forces to deal with an expert in the True Spirit Realm, even if they can kill or severely injure him, they will still have to pay a huge price.
Normally, in order for them to win, they have to lose at least half.
Zhao Feng was surrounded by these eight people, and his figure did not move much. The expression on his face changed from one of shock at first to one of joy and interest later.
Finally saw someone
Zhao Feng felt like he was relieved of a heavy burden.
Seeing that Zhao Feng was surrounded, he was not surprised but happy. The brown-robed old man's expression became more solemn, secretly thinking that something was wrong.
"Thief, before you die, please tell me your name."
On the other hand, there was another young man in brocade robes who was half-stepped into the True Spirit Realm, and he hated evil as much as he hated evil.
Faced with this situation, Zhao Feng subconsciously wanted to activate the "Eye of the Mind" to get the answer from these people with the highest and fastest efficiency.
However, a swelling pain came from the divine eye, which made him give up this idea.
Alas, it's really hard to get used to the days when I can't use my spiritual eyes.
Zhao Feng sighed helplessly.
But as soon as his thoughts changed, a smile appeared on his lips again.
In the past, he had divine eyes, controlled the situation, and had strong insight, making everything in front of him true and false.
That sense of control, being superior, is naturally very powerful, but it makes many processes lose their fun.
And now.
Zhao Feng does not dare to use his spiritual eyes easily for the time being, so he can experience the life of "ordinary people".
This change of state of mind gradually melted away the cold and indifferent look on Zhao Feng's expression, revealing a leisurely and playful expression.
"Well, before I die, I will let you know who will die... This helmsman, my surname is Zhao Mingfeng."
Zhao Feng looked enigmatic.
He directly stated his real name.
Back then, Zhao Feng participated in the grand meeting of the Thirteen Sects Alliance and, like a miraculous comet, won first place and became famous throughout the Thirteen Kingdoms.
Although two years have passed now, Zhao Feng believes that his name has not been completely forgotten by the world.
Zhao Feng?
The seven or eight people present were slightly stunned.
Several of them even recalled it carefully, but they couldn't remember any master of the True Spirit Realm named Zhao Feng.
"No... never heard of it."
Several people looked at each other, slightly surprised.
Everyone's eyes turned to the old man in brown robe who was leading the group.
The old man in brown robe is obviously very qualified and should know most of the true spirit realm experts in Hengyun area.
However.
The old man in brown robe also shook his head slightly and frowned.
For such a young True Spirit Realm genius, looking at the two major powers, it seems that only Bei Mo and others attended the Holy Realm True Dragon Association a few months ago.
Looking at the expressions of these people, Zhao Feng was greatly surprised.
I think back then, he was quite famous among the Thirteen Kingdoms, but these people didn't even know his name.
This actually surprised him.
Among the seven or eight people, only one of them, a young man in brocade robes who was halfway to the True Spirit Realm, murmured: "This name seems to have appeared on a certain reward order two years ago."
Sudden.
"Director Zhao...Director o"
The old man in brown robe was suddenly shocked. He looked at Zhao Feng in horror, and a fearful thought flashed in his mind.
Looking at the Hengyun area, those who are at the True Spirit Realm are superior. Looking at most of the sects, they are at least at the elder level.
And the title of helmsman sounds like a middle-level person, which is absolutely unimaginable in the Hengyun area.
Only hundreds of years ago, the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect, which almost wanted to unify the continent, and some powerful gods could only occupy the position of leader.
Especially in the past two years, the remnants of the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect have resurfaced in some remote areas of the mainland.
The Iron Dragon Alliance is backed by the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect, which is not a big secret among the top officials in the Hengyun region.
"Could this person be..."
The old man in brown robe was panicking, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
If the guess is true, their team, even if doubled several times, will not be enough to fill the gap between the opponent's teeth.
Any helmsman of the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect is definitely a giant in charge.
There is no doubt that any branch of the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect in the past could definitely wipe out the Hengyun area.
"Yes, I am Captain Zhao."
Zhao Feng was calm and did not deny it.
In the Iron-Blooded Sect, he is the leader of one side.
From the words and deeds of the brown-robed old man and others, Zhao Feng had already made a guess in his mind.
This is definitely not the Thirteen Kingdoms region.
Based on his speculation, this was either the Iron Dragon Powerful Country or the area of the former Tianfeng Powerful Country.
If the name "Zhao Feng" was mentioned in the Thirteen Kingdoms, it is impossible for these people not to know about it.
After all, at the Thirteen Sects Alliance Conference that year, Zhao Feng became famous throughout the Thirteen Kingdoms, and later he was wanted by Master Yunhai across the Thirteen Kingdoms.
So, is this a powerful country called Tianfeng or a powerful country called Iron Dragon?
"The Iron Dragon Alliance really thinks highly of Jiang, and they actually sent a strong man of your level to hunt down us.
The old man in brown robe took a deep breath and felt helpless at the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Feng's cultivation aura was unfathomable, as if it was one with the heaven and earth, and he couldn't see through it at all.
The other party also called himself "the helmsman", and the old man in brown robe had already made a guess of 50 or 60.
"Your Highness, please run away quickly and meet up with Mr. Su and Princess Jing. This person will be handed over to me."
The brown-robed old man's voice was urgent, and he suddenly shouted loudly. The true spirit energy in his body burned and boiled, and his aura more than doubled.
At that moment, within a radius of twenty to thirty feet, red and yellow lights surged like dragons, like many mountain dragons, oppressing Zhao Feng in the center.
Zhao Feng's body sank slightly, a little surprised.
In order to resist Zhao Feng, the old man in brown robe did not hesitate to burn his true spirit energy to give the "Three Highnesses" and others a chance to escape.
"Mr. Jiang, you——"
The young man in brocade robes, the three His Highnesses, with red and wet eyes, shed tears and led the other six people to retreat quickly.
Before retreating, he took a deep look at the blue-haired boy behind him to see what kind of terrifying figure he was. This made the respected Mr. Jiang feel desperate and had no chance of winning.
Yanlong Town
The brown-robed Jiang Lao raised his head to the sky and howled, burning the true spirit energy. With several consecutive palms, he shot out brilliant red and yellow light, which faintly intertwined into several floating shadows of red and yellow rock dragons as heavy as mountains. The wind howled and roared, swallowing up Zhao Feng's figure.