Xuanzhen Holy Sect, the residence of the Great Emperor.
Zhao Feng sat cross-legged and was paying attention to the growth of the Kunyun child.
Suddenly.
His heart felt cold, and a sense of death crisis spread from the depths of his heart and soul.
"Death Chase"
Zhao Feng trembled. This sense of crisis is definitely not something that ordinary death guards or the king of the dead can bring.
Deep in the heart and soul.
The aura of will of the Death Eye Power produced a faint ripple, creating a mysterious sensation in the distant direction.
Zhao Feng's expression changed, and he had already guessed something.
Until now.
The pursuit of the four undead kings and the thirty-six death guards failed to complete their mission after all.
The disciple of the Death Emperor almost died in the Demigod Heritage Garden.
In this case, Death Emperor will most likely take action himself.
"Fighting alone, I may not even be able to defeat the disciples of the Death Emperor, let alone the ancient and top Death Emperor."
Zhao Feng took a deep breath.
In the Demigod Heritage Garden, he and Nangong Sheng joined forces and combined with the advantages of Eyes Across the Sky, they failed to kill Wen Luoan.
Wen Luoan's strength is still limited in the Demigod Heritage Garden.
Even so.
Back then, if Zhao Feng had fought with him alone, he would probably have lost.
The bloodline ranked one hundred on the Ancient Ten Thousand Races List, with extraordinary combat power, everything is beyond common sense.
"The top priority is that on the one hand, I need to improve my strength, and on the other hand, I need to kill the willpower of Death Eyes.
Zhao Feng had a general idea in his mind.
Staying in Xuanzhen Holy Sect, as long as Emperor Duanmu is still there, the Death Emperor cannot directly threaten Zhao Feng
after all.
This is the territory of the Zhenwu Holy Land, and the Death Emperor belongs to the foreign emperor.
What's more, the Great Emperor level is not a truly invincible existence in the Holy Land of the Spiritual Realm.
call
Zhao Feng closed his eyes and ran the "Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Art", and the contents of the "Netherworld Secret Codex" were constantly appearing in his mind.
Among them.
Zhao Feng was very satisfied with the effect of "Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Art", and allowed his Soul Dao skills to enter the palace.
This divine technique not only lays the foundation for breaking through to the virtual god realm, but is also helpful for Zhao Feng to resolve the will power of the Death Eye.
Soul level.
Zhao Feng's spiritual thoughts turned into nearly a hundred, like countless tentacles, drilling into the depths of the soul, bit by bit consuming the willpower of the Death Eye.
That breath of will is not only of the Great Emperor level, but also originates from the "Eye of Death", which is very special.
The Emperor of Death is proficient in the soul path and the avenue of death.
The aura of will he left behind made even Emperor Duanmu dare not take action without permission for fear of accidentally injuring Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng could only rely on himself, activating the Divine Art, and consuming the breath of will of the Death Eye's power bit by bit.
Deep in the heart and soul.
The aura of will left by the Eye of Death is like the dark mark of the Eye of Death, taking the form of a shadow, somewhat similar to Zhao Feng's Sky-Spanning Eye.
Normal spiritual aura will be instantly annihilated as soon as it touches the mark of the Eye of Death.
"As expected of an emperor, the mark of will left by the Eye of Death."
Zhao Feng felt deeply troubled.
If he hadn't practiced the "Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Art", it would have been difficult to threaten this aura of will before he was promoted to the Great Emperor.
"Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Art" brings Zhao Feng's Soul Dao skills to a whole new level.
He condensed his mental thoughts like a blade, and combined them with the power of the pupil fire to consume the aura of will bit by bit.
During this process, Zhao Feng's soul power was rapidly consumed.
After consumption, sit cross-legged and recover.
After recovering, Zhao Feng continued to consume the aura of will.
This goes on and on.
Invisibly, Zhao Feng's "Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Art" and Huo Hou attainments are also improving day by day.
A few days later.
"Unfortunately, this aura of death will is of too high a level and consumes slowly. Maybe when my soul level reaches the king level, the spirit will be able to speed up a bit after the current mutation."
Zhao Feng sighed lowly.
It happened to be at this time.
Zhao Feng's left eye space, Tongli Water Lake, basically touches the limit of a hundred feet in radius.
A sense of weariness spread from the left eye of the god, to his heart and soul, and to his whole body.
Zhao Feng tried hard to resist the tiredness.
According to past experience, once he is unable to resist tiredness, Zhao Feng will fall into a deep sleep and enter the transformation period of the divine eye.
He wanted to wait for Master and Yu Fei to come back before falling into a deep sleep.
Zhao Feng did not activate the "Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Art" again.
He discovered that practicing this technique repeatedly would speed up the transformation of the divine eye.
Time passes day by day.
Kunyun, a young child, has continued to improve and accumulate after entering the true level.
Every now and then, this golden-skinned child would come to Zhao Feng and ask for some rare materials and treasures.
Fortunately, Zhao Feng has strong capital.
Otherwise, if he had to provide the training resources for three people, the pressure would be huge.
Zhao Feng, Little Thieving Cat, and Kunyun Kid all require a lot of resources.
Among them, the little thief cat devoured the largest number of rare materials and treasures.
Fortunately, this cat has been with Zhao Feng through thick and thin and has never let him down.
This day.
Kunyun's young boy's cultivation was approaching the Danyuan realm, and he asked Zhao Feng for some resources.
Um?
Zhao Feng suddenly felt something.
Immediately, a huge force descended on Emperor Duanmu's mansion.
Swish
Zhao Feng waved his hand and asked Kunyun to enter the mansion.
"This emperor-level aura is even close to the mysterious light realm..."
The Kunyun child murmured, calmed down his breath, and became well-behaved.
At this stage.
Kunyun Demigod's blood rebirth is only limited to Zhao Feng, the little thieving cat knows.
If the world knew that the demigod was resurrected, what kind of turmoil it would cause.
By then, young children in Kunyun may even face disaster.
"Master."
In one step, Zhao Feng walked out of the secret hall and came to the courtyard of the mansion.
Just then.
A stalwart man with white hair as white as snow, lingering in the ethereal light of a green lotus, appears transcendent.
When this ancient emperor came to the Holy Peak, many powerful men and women in the sect felt the impact and their hearts sank.
"Brother Zhao Feng"
Beside Duanmu Qing, in the ethereal light of the green lotus, there is a girl in purple clothes who is as elegant as a fairy.
The girl in the purple dress was extremely beautiful. Her skin was like snow-white jade, with a faint sheen, as if she was not flesh and blood, but a perfect jade object carved from pink and jade.
"Yufei"
Zhao Feng showed a trace of joy, and even the tiredness deep in his soul was dispelled.
Can't help but.
He recalled the time when he used mermaid tear crystals in the mermaid kingdom.
Boyhood.
The slim beauty is as affectionate as the girl next door, her bright and twinkling eyes are persistent and firm
That beautiful figure of Zi Shang who has been behind me, silently paying attention and chasing after her.
After a long separation, we met again.
The hazy tearful eyes crying with joy, the soft hug, and the familiar fragrance are so clear.
At the moment, this woman in purple clothes, who is as gorgeous as ever and as elegant as a fairy, has broken away from her immaturity, extending from the source of her memory to this moment.
The two looked at each other.
The hazy mist in Zhao Yufei's clear eyes could not hide the bright joy and slight shyness.
Especially.
The man in his mind looked at him with a gaze that was different from the calm and dull look in the past. He seemed to have some kind of admiration and passion for him similar to that of other men, but without any distracting thoughts.
When their eyes met, the two realized a lot.
At this moment, one look is worth a thousand words.
In particular, Zhao Feng is as dull and passive as he has been for thousands of years in terms of emotions.
The corners of Zhao Yufei's eyes were slightly red, and while she was happy and beautiful, she also felt like crying.
As soon as Zhao Feng's eyes flashed, he felt a soft and beautiful body thrown into his arms, and the tears moistened his cheeks.
The familiar warm fragrance is like the kindness of the girl next door.
That kind of beautiful emotion is like the passages of sad or sad, beautiful and sweet love washed away in the mermaid's tear crystal.
Zhao Feng's soul became clear and spiritual, sublimated, and the effect of the mermaid tear crystals integrated with his life experience.
"Yufei"
Zhao Feng took the rare initiative and hugged Zhao Yufei tightly.
He didn't know how to speak or how to describe it. He just instinctively followed his heart and hugged the woman in front of him.
From the realization of the mermaid tear crystal to this time I want to see it.
Zhao Feng understood everything about emotions clearly, including the tender and hazy feelings of his boyhood.
until.
Emperor Duanmu coughed lightly, and the two of them woke up as if from a dream, with their faces all red.
After a while.
The three of them took their seats in a palace.
Zhao Feng then carefully looked at Zhao Yufei and was shocked.
Zhao Yufei has an aura similar to that of Meng Xi, Wen Luoan, and Jiang Fan.
That is the bloodline aura of the Ancient Ten Thousand Races List.
Not only that.
The pressure brought by Zhao Yufei's aura was even greater than that of Wen Luoan.
What's even more incredible is.
Zhao Yufei's realm is still at the Great Alchemy Realm, but the fluctuations of true energy on her body and the purity of her aura are no less than those of a king.
"Brother Zhao Feng, my bloodline has truly awakened. With the help of Senior Brother Duanmu, I successfully inherited the Purple Saint relics and refined them into my own little world."
Zhao Yufei's pretty face was filled with joy and she looked somewhat complacent.
Small world?
Zhao Feng was a little surprised. How could Zhao Yufei have her own little world without a king-level cultivation level?
"Zhao Feng, we meet again."
A familiar voice came from Zhao Yufei.
Buzz
A hazy purple light enveloped the entire room.
The next moment.
Zhao Feng and the other three entered a familiar space.
"The aura of the Purple Saint Ruins is dozens of times stronger."
Zhao Feng is in a mysterious canyon, next to the former towering tree demon.
The space in front of you is the ruins of the Purple Saint.
The difference is.
This small world is only ten miles in diameter, and has been condensed hundreds of times on the original basis.
Zhao Feng finally understood why Duanmu Qing came back after being away for so long.
As the emperor of the Holy Land, Duanmuqing can use the cross-domain formation, and it won't take long to reach the Tianlu Islands.
After Duanmuqing arrived at the Tianlu Islands, he punished the three major sects with minor punishments and large admonitions.
The kings of the three major sects all surrendered and admitted their mistakes.
then.
Duanmuqing helped Zhao Yufei refine the relics of the Purple Saint, and integrated them into the small world together with the "Purple Saint's remnant spirit"
now.
The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint became part of Zhao Yufei's "little world".
Otherwise, Zhao Yufei would not be able to own a small world.
In this way.
Zhao Yufei not only inherited the inheritance of the Purple Saint, but also preserved the remaining spirit of the Purple Saint.
For this, Emperor Duanmu paid a heavy price and did not come back for several months.
Swish
Duanmu Qing and the others returned to the mansion.
"Yufei, these are mermaid tear crystals and phantom wine."
There was a trace of tiredness on Zhao Feng's face, and he reluctantly handed the two treasures to Zhao Yufei.
Fantasy wine?
Zhao Yufei still doesn’t understand the value of these two things.
Emperor Duanmu was moved and surprised: "You actually got the Magic God Wine? These two items are just right for Yu Fei. After all, her 'Spirit Race' bloodline and true energy cultivation always exceed her spiritual realm."