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Chapter 560

that day.

Zhao Feng expressed his intention to leave the ruins space to the Purple Saint Remnant Spirit and Zhao Yufei.

The third floor of the ruins palace.

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint sighed softly, feeling regretful, but not surprised, and unable to save him.

really.

Zhao Feng can no longer stay in the Purple Saint Ruins.

He has the will of death left behind by the "Emperor of Death". Wherever he is, he may cause death disasters.

If Zhao Feng stays in the ruins, not only will he not be able to protect the place, he will actually bring a greater crisis to the place.

The three outside sects have brought great pressure and crisis to the Purple Saint Ruins. If another top emperor comes, the consequences will be disastrous.

Zhao Feng naturally didn't want to see that kind of situation.

"Zhao Feng, if your bloodline eyes are truly unique, then they will be as unique as the eight divine eyes."

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint muttered.

"God's eyes? Uniqueness?"

Zhao Feng suddenly remembered the relevant divination that the Six Wizards and Wise Men once gave him.

The Six Wizards and Wise Men once speculated that Zhao Feng's Divine Eyes are expected to grow to a height comparable to the Eight Great Divine Eyes.

"Each kind of divine eye is an innate thing that was born after the destruction of the ancient times. There is only one of each of the eight great divine eyes in the world, and it is the originator. The other bloodline eyes of the same type are only a few of the top ones.

Thin divine eye bloodline."

The Purple Saint Remnant Spirit explained.

"Doesn't that mean that as long as the 'God Eye of Death' exists, other bloodline eyes with the attribute of death cannot become the same type of God Eye?"

Zhao Feng vaguely realized something.

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint seemed to be reminding himself of something.

"That's right, the eight divine eyes are related to the rules of the origin of the world. There can only be one of each type of divine eye at the same time."

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint nodded.

"Is there no way to cultivate a kind of divine eye?"

Zhao Feng felt incredible.

"cannot"

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint shook his head and said: "No matter how much you practice, ordinary blood eyes cannot be cultivated into a kind of divine eyes."

There was a pause.

The Purple Saint Remnant Spirit said meaningfully: "According to legend, the only way to possess the Divine Eyes is to kill the originator of the Divine Eyes and replace his position, or directly steal the Divine Eyes."

Stealing God's Eyes

Zhao Feng's heart was shocked, and he completely understood what the Purple Saint Remnant Spirit meant.

That is to say.

As long as the Death Emperor steals Zhao Feng's divine eyes, he can become the originator of the divine eyes.

"I would also like to remind you that although the aura of the will of death on your body is blocked by more than 90%, with the ability of the Death Emperor, it can still sense your approximate position, but it cannot be sensed very accurately."

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint is in the right way.

"Junior understands."

Although Zhao Feng has isolated more than 90% of the aura of death will, the sense of crisis has not really dissipated.

Because, Zhao Feng only weakened the Death Emperor's induction power, but did not completely isolate it.

"Zhao Feng, you still have some time to prepare. You can take some of the resources in the Purple Saint Ruins at will. And it is impossible for the Death Emperor to catch up here in the short term. He is very far away from here. Compared to the Qinghua Domain,

I don’t know how many times farther away.”

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior."

Zhao Feng felt a trace of gratitude in his heart.

Both times he entered the Purple Saint Ruins, he received too much resource help.

Three days later.

Zhao Feng's energy, energy, and even the power of his heart, soul, and pupils have returned to their peak state.

Next.

Zhao Feng and the Skeleton Hall Master began to collect some precious spiritual materials in the space.

Of course, most of the materials are for the completion of the "Hundred Corpses Plan".

"From now on, I cannot use blood eyes easily, otherwise my connection with the Death Emperor will be strengthened. This 'Curse of One Hundred Corpses Array' is an important part of my strength."

Zhao Feng attaches great importance to this.

Half a month later.

Everything is ready.

Zhao Feng's ancient iron ring contains a mountain of materials, some of which are for the Hundred Corpses Project, and some of which are other rare and rare material resources that may be used in the future.

And during this period.

The Skeleton Hall Master successfully refined some cursed ghost corpses.

at this time.

The Hundred Corpses Plan is 60% completed.

The Skeleton Hall Master has basically returned to his peak state, and the speed of refining ghost corpses has accelerated.

but.

Zhao Feng has now greatly improved the specifications of the Hundred Corpses Plan.

Each of the cursed ghost corpses in the ghost corpse formation must strive to be promoted to the pinnacle of Allah.

Those two dark silver poison corpses, after consuming many of the top treasure materials in the ruins, have reached the level of half-step Dan Yuan realm.

Zhao Feng's goal is to eventually upgrade these two dark silver poison corpses to the Venerable level.

"The material reserves are sufficient, and the goal is getting closer step by step."

Finally on this day, Zhao Feng took a break and came out of seclusion.

The third floor of the Purple Saint Palace.

Zhao Feng met the Purple Saint Remnant Spirit and Zhao Yufei again.

"Senior Purple Saint, everything is ready, I'm leaving."

Zhao Feng took a deep breath.

Zhao Yufei's clear eyes were filled with water and mist, and she was a little reluctant to leave.

When Zhao Feng was working as a "housekeeper" in the ruins space, she was happy and fulfilled every day and felt very at ease.

"Zhao Feng, where do you want to go?"

The Purple Saint Remnant Spirit asked.

Zhao Feng fell into brief thought.

He already had the answer in his heart.

first.

You must not go back to Qinghua Continent. At least you can’t go back until you escape the crisis.

Furthermore.

He still has a knot in his heart, that is, about his fiancée "Liu Qinxin".

In my memory, that elegant and quiet woman, who looked like a fairy in a painting, with her every smile, appeared in my mind.

"I would like to ask Senior Purple Saint if he knows about an inheritance called 'Tian Sheng Qin'?"

Zhao Feng opened his mouth and said.

Tianshengqin inheritance?

The Purple Saint Remnant Spirit recalled for a moment and replied: "In my impression, in the southwest of Canghai, within the jurisdiction of the Holy Land of Floating Dreams, there is a two-star peak sect called the Tiansheng Qin Palace. The inheritance of this sect is relatively

The side door is special.”

Tiansheng Qin Palace? A special side door?

When Zhao Feng heard this, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy in his eyes.

The former owner of the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint was truly a powerful person with a powerful and powerful figure among all the sects in the universe, and he was knowledgeable and knowledgeable.

Zhao Feng already had some intuition that there must be some connection between the Holy Qin Palace and the Tiansheng Qin inheritance that day.

"However, that was a memory from ten thousand years ago, and the current situation cannot be estimated."

The Purple Saint Remnant Spirit added.

"Senior, can you teleport me to an area slightly closer to Tianshengqin Palace?"

Zhao Feng pleaded.

When he left the Purple Saint Ruins, he first wanted to escape for his life, and secondly, he also wanted to go to the outside world to determine the whereabouts of Liu Qinxin.

"The Tiansheng Qin Palace is too far away from here, so I can only try to send you as far away as possible."

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint said bitterly.

Next day or two.

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint began to prepare for teleportation, and needed to use the crystal resources in the Purple Saint ruins to reduce its own consumption.

Two days later.

Preparations for transmission are ready.

"Zhao Feng, my remnant spirit's will is getting thinner and thinner, so I can only reluctantly send you to the border of the 'Tianlu Islands Domain' first."

The Purple Saint Remnant Spirit said slightly apologetically.

Zhao Feng was somewhat surprised.

During the last teleportation, the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint was able to send him to the Qinghua Domain, which is adjacent to the "Ancient Qingdao Domain".

And this time the transmission.

After several years, the will of the remaining spirit of the Purple Saint was further depleted, and it was even impossible to send Zhao Feng outside the Tianlu Islands...

"Thank you, senior."

Even so, Zhao Feng felt satisfied.

Before leaving.

"Brother Zhao Feng, why did you go to look for the inheritance of the Holy Qin that day? When can you return?"

The corners of Zhao Yufei's eyes were red and she was reluctant to leave.

Zhao Feng did not hide anything and simply explained the reason for looking for "Liu Qinxin".

"Liu Qinxin? Looking for your... fiancée?"

Zhao Yufei stood there, stunned for a moment, as if she suddenly learned some bad news.

Buzz

An amethyst dreamy door emerged on the third floor of the palace.

"See you later."

Zhao Feng stepped into the amethyst light door in one step.

On the eve of leaving, Zhao Feng noticed that Zhao Yufei was standing there blankly, looking sad and sad, which was very unusual.

That scene made his heart tremble, and he felt an indescribable feeling of regret.

But the moment he stepped into the purple crystal gate, Zhao Feng had disappeared.

"Yu Fei Yu Fei"

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint called out quickly.

On the third floor of the palace, Zhao Yufei stood there for a long time as if lost in despair, with crystal tears finally streaking down her beautiful pale cheeks.

"Why... why?"

Zhao Yufei's voice trembled slightly, hurt and sad.

She touched her heart with her bare hands, her delicate body shaking; that sense of loss and nameless pain came from nowhere.

Although it is not heartbreaking, it is so long and endless, just like the rain washing the bluestone in front of the door, going through spring and autumn, and settling in the years.

Count it up.

It has been six or seven years since Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei left the Zhao clan in Yuyang City.

"Yufei, please be patient. According to my judgment, Zhao Feng's fiancée Qin Xin is 90% buried in the inheritance."

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint advised.

Zhao Yufei's sobbing voice paused for a moment.

If you think about it carefully, according to the general rule, Liu Qinxin is probably unlucky if there is no news for so long.

Even the Six Wizards and Wise Men have had bad fortunes and bad fortunes.

"Zhao Feng is looking for that Liu Qinxin, probably because he wants to fulfill his destiny and not to leave any guilt in his heart. The vague friendship you have with him as a close friend, but you haven't pierced the layer of paper, is not comparable to that of Liu Qinxin.

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint smiled and continued to comfort him.

The tears on Zhao Yufei's cheeks remained, and the sadness and pain were somewhat relieved.

"It would be great if Liu Qinxin was dead..."

Zhao Yufei had a thought in her heart that even made her feel ashamed and uneasy.

at the same time.

The edge of Tianlu Islands territory.

As soon as you enter your eyes, you will see a vast and boundless space, filled with a gray sea of ​​fog, which is empty and mysterious.

"Is this the void sea?"

Zhao Feng looked around and couldn't see the end.

The Void Sea is the space outside the island, and its material level is different from that of the land.

Living in the void sea, Zhao Feng felt as if his body had no weight. Even if he didn't fly deliberately, his body was like a feather, floating in the void.

Gravity, air resistance, etc. are far lower than on land.

Zhao Feng felt that if he flew here, his speed would be ten times or even dozens of times faster than on land.

“The destination of my trip is another ‘Spirit Realm Holy Land, a ruled area, located in Canghai…

A piece of map information appeared in Zhao Feng's mind, which was provided by the Purple Saint Remnant Spirit.

But just then.

Zhao Feng's mind suddenly jumped, and he caught a hint of familiar yet unfamiliar feeling, accompanied by a sense of crisis.

and.

The source of this induction is not from the Death Emperor, but other factors.

Zhao Feng's expression suddenly changed.

Only then did he realize that he had overlooked something.


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