Duan Muqing slowly fell down, looked at the secret palace where Zhao Feng was sleeping, and said happily: "With this transformation, Zhao Feng's divine eyes will be even more powerful."
During the time of Xuanzhen Holy Sect, Duanmuqing witnessed with his own eyes how powerful Zhao Feng's left eye became after transformation.
Even at that time, Zhao Yufei, who had the power of the small world and the help of the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint, was unable to resist due to his bloodline eyes and soul secret technique.
But just now, the energy fluctuations that Zhao Feng inadvertently emitted were not like souls, but penetrated matter, and had no rules or secrets, making Duanmu Qing unable to guess.
"Last time, Zhao Feng's divine eyes transformed and his soul's will was strengthened. I wonder what changes will happen this time," Duanmu Qing said with a warm smile, looking forward to it.
"Holy Lord Duanmu, please come in." Bi Qingyue hurriedly greeted him, not daring to be careless.
This holy master is firstly a member of the Duanmu family, and secondly, he is the master's master.
At the critical moment, Haiyan Pavilion was rescued.
Holy Lord Splitting Heaven and another Holy Lord were both frightened and left.
As the Holy Master, Old Monster Xu could only follow Duanmu Qing.
"Holy Lord Duanmu, your disciple is still in retreat." Bi Qingyue smiled apologetically.
"How long has he been sleeping?" Duanmuqing asked.
"Almost a year and a half" Bi Qingyue answered truthfully.
Duanmu Qing looked slightly startled. He didn't expect that Zhao Feng had been sleeping for so long. The last time he remembered was only a few months ago.
"I will be here, waiting for Zhao Feng to wake up."
Later, Duanmuqing moved in here.
All members of Haiyan Pavilion suddenly felt that their future was bright.
With ties to the eight major families, there will be no force in the Bianhai area that can hinder the development of Haiyan Pavilion.
A stream of passion burned in the chests of these young disciples.
After leaving, Holy Lord Splitting Heaven and the old ghost were filled with indignation. Wherever they passed, there was darkness and storms everywhere, as if the sky was falling apart and the earth was cracking.
"You old guy, when you do anything in the future, check it out first." The old ghost's eyes were cold, a gloomy aura spread out, and he left angrily.
After all, he lives alone and lives in seclusion.
But Holy Lord Split Heaven, who is in a sect and owns an intelligence agency, is still so confused.
Holy Lord Split Heaven returned to the Earth Spirit Palace and became furious, causing the entire Earth Spirit Palace to fall into panic.
Most people still don't know why the Supreme Elder got so angry.
"Emperor Xunguang, please go and investigate Zhao Feng's details thoroughly." The Holy Lord Splitting Heaven's battle strength was empty, and he spoke angrily.
Below, a young emperor was kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.
Under the anger of the Holy Lord, he felt like a thunderstorm was bombarding him all around, and half of his feet had already stepped into the gate of hell.
"Yes, Supreme Elder, I will definitely find out all the information about Zhao Feng," Emperor Xunguang said tremblingly.
Three months later, Holy Lord Splitting Heaven received a piece of information. His spiritual consciousness was swept away, and his heart trembled violently.
After Zhang Xuandong left the Diling Palace that day, the Emperor of the Tie Family unexpectedly came to the Wan Sheng Sect.
"Having the blood of the Tie Family" Holy Lord Splitting Heaven's heart trembled.
Another eight aristocratic families
The strength of the Tie family is top-notch among the eight major families, comparable to the three-star super peak family.
"The Holy Lord of Jiuyou Palace and the Nine Nether Demon Lord came to the Prince's Mansion and took Zhao Feng away." The expression of Holy Lord Splitting Heaven changed from surprise to deepness to shock.
The Holy Lord of Jiuyou Palace has been to the edge island area. Such important information has only been found out now. This intelligence agency is really a bunch of trash.
This is still the point.
There were huge traces of the battle between the Nine Nether Demon Lord and Zhao Feng. In the end, Zhao Feng came back and the Nine Nether Demon Lord disappeared.
That piece of floating information turned into ashes.
Time passed slowly. Duan Muqing lived in Haiyan Pavilion, not far from Zhao Feng's retreat place. Every once in a while, he would use his spiritual sense to observe Zhao Feng's situation.
Now, Zhao Feng, who is sleeping, will move slightly every once in a while.
A head of light blond hair, like holy light, gives people a sense of emptiness and transcendence from the mundane world.
Left eye space.
Zhao Feng already had a weak consciousness and witnessed all the changes.
At first, a trace of golden light appeared in the depths of the lake with blue eyes, making the water surface sparkling.
Then, an intermittent ray of pale golden light scattered out from it.
This pale golden light that suddenly appeared was not the will of Tongli.
Zhao Feng observed it for a long time but could not tell its origin.
As this ray of light illuminated, part of the purple sea of mist above the blue lake gradually faded. Although it was very small and weak, Zhao Feng could feel it.
Including the wind and thunder attributes in the fog sea, they are all decreasing.
At first, Zhao Feng was shocked. Could it be that this sudden change in the divine eyes would lower his soul's will?
But with the light golden light, it changed from one ray to two rays and one.
More and more of the purple sea of mist disappeared, but he felt that his soul's will was not significantly weakened.
Where did the disappearing purple sea of mist go?
Zhao Feng could only wait quietly.
On the surface of the lake, there are more and more pale golden rays of light, and then form a complete beam of light, shining onto the purple foggy sea.
"The power of thunder tribulation is disappearing," Zhao Feng couldn't help but said in horror.
The purple sea of mist is, after all, the product of the mutation of the Divine Eye, and it is still acceptable if it is dissipated by the golden light.
But the disappearance of the power of thunder tribulation made Zhao Feng unable to remain calm.
The power of thunder and calamity, which has a certain degree of restraint on all things, was actually dissipated.
The power of thunder tribulation has always been his trump card, and he has made brilliant achievements in countless dangerous battles.
Zhao Feng also hoped to use this to resist the divine tribulation and thunder punishment in the future.
As time passed, the purple soul sea and the power of the thunder tribulation were dissipating little by little.
"No, my soul's will has not weakened. On the contrary, there is something strange." Zhao Feng suddenly noticed something strange.
His consciousness gradually became clear as his eyes changed.
At the beginning, Zhao Feng could only make preliminary observations, but now he can carefully check his perception.
The purple soul sea has disappeared by 20%. His soul will has not weakened at all, but has strengthened a little, just very weakly.
If it weren't for the strange feeling coming from his soul, Zhao Feng wouldn't have noticed this.
Looking at the golden light in the blue lake, he felt vaguely that something was about to emerge.
One day, the golden light suddenly intensified a bit, and Zhao Feng could already clearly see a distorted light and shadow below the lake.
In Haiyan Pavilion, Duanmuqing's spiritual consciousness has been observing Zhao Feng.
Anyone who sees Zhao Feng at this moment can't look away from him.
All of his light blond hair exuded that light golden light that even the Holy Master was surprised by.
Even the mysterious little thieving cat is not immune.
Under the penetration of this light, it felt uncomfortable all over and went straight into the realm of the void.
"It seems that Zhao Feng's divine eyes are about to awaken his true power." Duan Muqing couldn't help but marvel, otherwise, Zhao Feng would not have been sleeping for such a long time.
Left eye space.
Zhao Feng's consciousness was dull, staring at the golden sphere on the blue lake.
Boundless and clear, like the golden sun in the space of the left eye.
It exudes an eternal and ancient aura, but it also gives Zhao Feng a familiar illusion.
The golden ball is completely round and smooth, exuding a faint pale golden light pattern that penetrates everything.
Penetrating through the sea of mist, it shines onto the bottom of the blue lake.
Above the lake, the floating sea of purple mist disappeared at a speed several times faster than before.
The blue water surface where the golden ball floated suddenly formed a whirlpool.
Mi
In the blue lake, following the whirlpool, traces of water flow continuously penetrated into the golden ball and disappeared.
Suddenly, a feeling of numbness and pain came from his soul, and Zhao Feng's consciousness hummed.
"My soul" Zhao Feng focused all his perceptions on his soul and was extremely shocked.
He found that his soul was becoming more solid little by little.
On it, occasionally a trace of thunder and lightning flashed
But Zhao Feng could recognize at a glance that it was not an ordinary thunder sky, but a divine tribulation thunder power.
"Could it be that these disappearing purple seas of mist and the power of thunder were integrated into my soul?" Zhao Feng was so horrified that he could not calm down.
Although the purple soul sea was originally the soul power born from the blue lake.
But the power of thunder tribulation merges into the soul.
Zhao Feng can only say that it is incredible
He suddenly remembered that there was similar information in the memory database.
In addition to bloodline and physique, there is also an extremely rare bloodline in the world. Its rarity is no less than the bloodline at the top of the list of ancient races.
Because this kind of soul case is extremely rare and cannot be studied, there are good and bad cases, and it is even regarded as a kind of soul disease. Therefore, it is not widely known.
He was born with it. Zhao Feng was not sure whether his current soul was special or not.
I can't figure it out, and Zhao Feng doesn't think about it now.
At least he knew that the purple soul sea and the power of thunder tribulation did not disappear, but merged into the soul.
However, Zhao Feng did not find the power of the Eye of Wind.
After an unknown amount of time, the purple soul sea completely disappeared, leaving only the golden ball and the blue pupil power lake in the dark space of the left eye.
The size of the lake has shrunk to five hundred feet, all of which has been absorbed by the golden ball.
Four hundred feet, three hundred feet...one hundred feet.
The blue lake disappeared completely and was completely absorbed by the golden ball. The volume of the golden ball did not change at all.
Buzz
That mysterious golden ball suddenly bloomed with a layer of golden ripples, penetrating everything, even penetrating this space, mapping to the outside world, extending infinitely.
Zhao Feng understood that this transformation was almost over.
However, he still doesn't know what the mystery is about this golden ball.
What did the transformation of Divine Eyes bring to him.
Inland of the Daqian Dynasty, in a quiet cave.
A girl in white clothes is painting with her eyes closed.
Suddenly, she seemed to have received a strong impact, her eyes suddenly opened, and blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.
It was a pair of blank eyes without pupils that seemed to penetrate everything.
"Master is right, it is indeed the Ninth Divine Eye."
The girl lowered her head and looked at the drawing paper in her hand. It was an extremely handsome man with blond hair and golden eyes. His gaze was like the essence of amber, as if he could see through everything and know any secret.
A quiet and green bamboo sea.
An old man and an ethereal and quiet beautiful girl were playing chess.
The old man seemed to be thinking hard and didn't know where to go next.
Suddenly, his eyes became dim, like the reincarnation of hell, with a trace of black fine lines slowly rotating.
"Disciple, let's call it a day." The old man's eyes returned to normal.
"Master, you will never be my opponent in chess, haha." The girl smiled calmly, and her beautiful face seemed to make the whole bamboo sea tremble.