Zhao Feng watched Yu Xingchen and his son leave in the direction with a trace of solemnity on his face.
After returning from the inheritance from outside the territory, his strength has skyrocketed again and again. His cultivation, artistic conception, heart and soul power, blood pupil technique and other aspects have been comprehensively improved. In the past year, he even practiced a few traces of the secret power of purple extinguishing wind and thunder.
With this kind of fighting power, in the Danyuan realm, I thought that I could fight with no rivals across the continent.
However, today's battle made the arrogance and pride growing in his heart somewhat restrained.
"There is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world. There are countless powerful bloodline geniuses in this outside world. I am just standing at the pinnacle of the new generation in the Qinghua Domain."
The light in Zhao Feng's eyes seemed unwavering.
Only by continuous progress and growth, and exploring one's own potential, can one step by step catch up with and surpass those unattainable miracles and legends.
"Zhao Feng, how are you injured?"
Leader Hong and Tiemo came out of the sky one after another.
In the battle just now, there were no casualties between Zhao Feng and Yu Tianhao, so they were thankful to God.
"I'm fine."
Zhao Feng had a smile on his face, and a trace of warm blue water spread all over his body. It circulated from the body, cleansed the internal organs, and moisturized everywhere on the body surface.
From the end of the battle to now, his injuries have basically recovered.
Leader Hong and Tie Mo looked at each other and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. If they were to fight for a long time, Zhao Feng might have the greatest advantage, or at least he could survive longer.
After this battle is over.
Everything returned to normal for Zhao Feng, who took up the post of chief helmsman of the Iron-Blooded Cult as the deputy leader.
However, as the deputy leader, he is much more relaxed and free compared to the blood-haired and iron-headed one, and there are not many opportunities to actually preside over academic affairs.
Furthermore.
In today's canopy country, the Iron-Blooded Sect is above all else, and all forces in the world have basically surrendered. At least on the surface, no force dares to challenge the authority of the Iron-Blooded Sect.
In this way.
Most of Zhao Feng's time can be spent on enlightenment and cultivation.
He systematically organized and perfected the bloodline eyes.
Currently, his bloodline pupils are constantly condensing and improving as his practice improves.
However, due to the limitations of his current level, it is difficult for Zhao Feng's Bloodline Eye Technique to make major progress.
"Now on the mainland, I have basically learned all the three major bloodline eye pupil secret skills."
Zhao Feng finally discovered a limitation.
Being in the Qinghua Domain, it was difficult for him to learn the new Bloodline Eye Technique.
certainly.
The focus of his training is still the inheritance of the "Ancient Wind and Thunder Stele".
Purple Wind and Thunder's comprehension level has now reached about one-tenth.
One-tenth seems small.
In fact, the Zi Mie·Feng Lei secret technique used by Zhao Feng can already kill ordinary half-step Dan Yuan realm.
also.
Zhao Feng did not slack off in training the Ice King Spear.
The Ice King Spear, an earth-level inherited magic weapon, is relatively complete. The deeper Zhao Feng's understanding, the stronger the power and aura of the earth-level magic weapon that he can use.
But for now.
Zhao Feng didn't dare to actually use the "Ice King Spear" yet.
Theoretically speaking, his soul strength is stronger than that of the Venerable, and his mental state is not inferior to that of the ordinary Half-Step Venerable. It is not impossible to directly use the Ice King Spear.
However, a relatively complete earth-level magic weapon is still an inheritance. If it is easily exposed, it will be too shocking.
Therefore, Zhao Feng does not dare to try it easily yet.
In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.
In the past six months, Zhao Feng has consolidated and improved in all aspects, but due to the limitations of Qinghua Domain itself, there has been no obvious breakthrough.
"Master, the resources and materials collected in the past six months have been almost exhausted."
The voice of the Skeleton Hall Master came through the Dark Heart Seed.
"How's the progress?"
Zhao Feng's mind seeped into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pearl.
In the Ten Thousand Ghost Pearl, on the cold and moist light black soil, all kinds of ghost mist and gloom are shrouded in darkness.
In one of the areas, five God-level ghost corpses stood in a row, and their strength auras were mostly those of God's small or great achievements.
The main material of these five God-level ghost corpses comes from the cursed corpses in the Hundred Tombs Forbidden Area, and their aura is different from ordinary ghost corpses.
Zhao Feng's original two dark silver poison corpses are in the other corner, and their strength and aura are close to the master's achievement. However, coupled with the corpse poison that can see blood and seal the throat in the Danyuan realm, it cannot be measured by common sense.
That is to say.
Zhao Feng currently has a total of seven God-level ghost corpses in his hands. If outsiders knew about this, I don't know how shocking it would be.
To know.
There are only five or six of the "four tribes" in the great country of Canopy, all together.
"The Hundred Corpses Plan is only five percent complete."
Zhao Feng frowned slightly, seeming a little dissatisfied.
His own two dark silver poisonous corpses cannot be counted in the "Hundred Corpses Plan".
"Master, it is no longer the problem of my refining speed, but the problem of resources becoming increasingly scarce and often not enough."
The Skeleton Hall Master smiled bitterly.
Zhao Feng had no doubts.
To refine God-level ghost corpses, he already has the main material, corpses. But other material resources are extremely rare in Qinghua Domain.
Even if he mobilizes the huge power of the Iron-Blooded Sect and occasionally participates in some high-level auctions to collect resources, it is still not enough.
"If you wait for a while, you will be able to get resources in the future. By the way, how is your strength recovering?"
Zhao Feng changed the subject.
In the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pearl, the aura of the Skeleton Hall Master seems to be almost the same as that of the real venerable one.
"It has regained 60-70% of its peak combat strength. It can barely deal with an ordinary venerable for a while. If it encounters a powerful venerable, such as Na Yu Xingchen, I'm afraid it won't be able to sustain a few moves."
The Skeleton Hall Master replied.
Hearing this, Zhao Feng was satisfied.
The Skeleton Hall Master, who has restored 60 to 70% of his combat power, is already far more powerful than the Half-Step Danyuan Realm.
If he didn't use the killer weapons such as the earth-level magic weapons and fought head-on, it would be difficult for Zhao Feng to defeat the Skeleton Hall Master.
Time flies, and another two or three months have passed.
At this time.
Zhao Feng's Hundred Corpse Plan barely reached 6%, with a total of six God-level cursed ghost corpses.
"It's a pity that there are insufficient resources. Otherwise, if there are more than ten of these God-level ghost corpses, we can build a model that restores the "Curse Array of Hundred Corpses". Once fifty of them are gathered, the strength of the Venerable can be greatly limited. If
If we gather a hundred of them, we might even threaten His Holiness' life."
The Skeleton Hall Master said with some regret.
In his eyes, two groups of faint red flames danced, and he was curious in his heart, what other methods Zhao Feng could use to obtain the remaining huge resources.
At least with the current situation of the Qinghua Domain, if Zhao Feng wants to form a "Hundred Corpse Legion", it will be difficult to do so without hundreds of years.
Zhao Feng was very tight-lipped about this secret and would not reveal even a trace of it.
This day.
Zhao Feng got up again and set off for the "Purple Jin Great Country" in the northern continent to participate in a large-scale auction.
According to reports, this auction contains some resources that Zhao Feng urgently needs.
In the wilderness, ahead are vast and complex mountainous areas.
call out
Zhao Feng turned into a flash of lightning and flew between huge mountains at extremely fast speeds.
If it were an ordinary god, it would be pretty good if it could fly thousands of miles continuously.
As for Zhao Feng, his artistic conception is powerful, his heart and soul are as powerful as those of the Venerable, and his ability to respond to the vitality of heaven and earth is nearly ten times greater than that of ordinary Allah.
It is not difficult for people who have reached his level, or some half-step masters, to be able to fly for long periods of time and travel tens of thousands of miles continuously.
at some point.
A huge mountain with a height of thousands of feet appeared in the field of vision, reaching into the sea of clouds and covering hundreds of miles in radius.
"This 'Pang Yuntian Peak' is an important symbol for the southern part of the country to enter the 'Zi Jin Kingdom'. It can be viewed for thousands of miles."
Zhao Feng has the corresponding map in his mind.
Such a large mountain peak is even marked on the mainland map.
Sudden.
Zhao Feng raised his left eye slightly and looked at the top of "Pang Yuntian Peak".
Actually.
Halfway up the mountainside of Pang Yuntian Peak is already shrouded in clouds and mist.
"Who"
Zhao Feng felt a cold air that penetrated his heart and soul. Considering his realm and the strength of his heart and soul, he felt a little uneasy.
He was just about to use his spiritual eyes to see through.
"Three eyes"
A rainbow light as bright as the scorching sun, carrying the flames that burned all things, like a flaming meteor, instantly penetrated the void, roaring towards Zhao Feng.
"It's you...the three-eyed saint"
In Zhao Feng's left eye, a bright and cold green rainbow light instantly burst out, easily shattering the three-eyed light.
I saw a blond young man with a sharp figure emerging between the clouds, it was the Three-Eyed Holy Son.
Zhao Feng would naturally not take this mere three-eyed saint in his eyes.
However, his face was solemn and his eyes pierced through the clouds.
An icy power that froze the world seemed to surge from the nature of heaven and earth, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
At that moment, Zhao Feng seemed to have entered the arctic ice.
"Queen of Black Ice"
Zhao Feng felt a chill in his heart and lost color slightly.
In the field of vision, a beauty in white clothes wearing a Phoenix King's ice crown and holding an ice bone scepter descended from the sky, looking like an ice queen.
Queen Xuanbing felt like she was in the center of the vitality of heaven and earth, and the vast cold power of Lord Danyuan seemed to come from the nature behind her. The invisible cold power penetrated dozens of miles around.
Hiss
In the air, drops of water turn into ice, and within a radius of ten miles, frost condenses at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhao Feng's body blood showed signs of freezing. This was the prerequisite for his blood to be able to absorb and transform cold energy.
"Shengtian, just watch from the sidelines and lock Zhao Feng with your bloodline holy eyes."
Queen Xuanbing's phoenix eyes were filled with murderous intent, but she did not hesitate and ordered the three-eyed saint not far away.
Before trying to surround and kill Zhao Feng, Queen Xuanbing had thought that Zhao Feng's "Wings of Wind and Thunder" would increase his terrifying speed, and that she might have some means of escaping.
"Queen Xuanbing, you really refuse to give up and want to avenge the Three-Eyed Holy Son?"
Zhao Feng's expression was stern.
It was the first time for him to face the Alchemy Realm Master alone.
"Zhao Feng, if you are willing to hand over the interests of the unknown inheritance, I may spare your life."
Xuanbing Queen waved her jade hand, and the Xuanbing cold air roared and roared between the sky and the earth, shaking the earth. With the naked eye, only a circle of icy light and cold wind one or two miles in diameter could be seen, falling from the sky and "trapping" the area where Zhao Feng was.
The icy light and cold wind circle, the powerful ice wind and cold power, is enough to tear apart ordinary gods in the area.
Even if this move cannot kill Zhao Feng, it still forms a powerful restraint.
"Spare my life? Queen Xuanbing's three-eyed saint, stop now, you still have a chance."
Zhao Feng sneered.
Shameless talk
Queen Xuanbing pointed her finger, and the circle of ice light and cold wind that was two miles in diameter quickly gathered from all sides to imprison and restrain Zhao Feng in the center.
"Zhao Feng, you are solely responsible for this."
The three-eyed Holy Son at the other end activates the Bloodline Holy Eye and uses invisible pupil power to lock the space area where Zhao Feng is.
He does not seek to kill Zhao Feng, but is only responsible for restraining Zhao Feng's mobility.