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Chapter 925

The ability of the left eye can reproduce the ingested scene in an extremely realistic simulation.

It seems like an illusion, but it makes Zhao Feng, its master, feel extremely real.

And this ability seems to have been further improved after the left eye mutated.

Zhao Feng was in the reappeared dream world, and the feeling he had in the dream world that day was also awakened. It was not much different from entering the real dream world.

The sky is still full of thunderstorms and storms.

Zhao Feng sat cross-legged and released the wind and thunder space domain, overlapping it with the entire scene.

Time passes slowly.

Using Zuotong's ability, Zhao Feng constantly changes his wind and thunder domain, making it completely consistent with the thunder and storm of heaven and earth.

Whatever changes occur in the ancient dream world during playback, Zhao Feng's domain will change accordingly.

“This is very feasible”

While Zhao Feng was imitating, his mind was already simulating and calculating what would happen next.

This is a small world of wind and thunder with the crystal core space as its source of power.

In this case, let’s try it in the real ancient dream space.

If there is really any danger, just come back immediately.

Immediately, Zhao Feng withdrew from the Wind and Thunder Domain, and his consciousness sank into the golden ball.

next moment.

Zhao Feng entered the ancient dreamland.

"weather?"

Zhao Feng looked startled, and then felt pity.

The weather in the ancient dreamland returned to normal, with no heavy rain or thunder.

I was so busy practicing that I forgot about time.

Normal thunderstorm weather may continue.

I can only wait patiently for the next opportunity.

Fortunately, he captured some of the images from that time, and even used the Golden Eye to analyze the particle changes of some of the phenomena at that time.

Moreover, Zhao Feng still has the remaining ancient thunder carriers in his hands.

"It's better to create a small world in the ancient dreamland"

Zhao Feng thought for a moment and realized that the place he was in was relatively safe and was protected by giant pythons and monster birds.

In the small world of the Mysterious Sky Realm, shaping the small world will have a certain impact on the Mysterious Sky Realm itself.

Storms and thunderstorms are just a phenomenon, based on the real world.

Zhao Feng could first refer to the Ancient Dreamland to shape the basic structure of the Ancient Dreamland, and then integrate the Wind and Thunder Domain into it.

This method of shaping a small world may be easier.

After making up his mind, Zhao Feng sat down cross-legged.

After rebuilding, Zhao Feng incorporated a lot of ancient aura and took a lot of dream fruits, which combined with his current state and physique.

Zhao Feng was able to stay in the ancient dreamland for a long time.

and.

A small world cannot be created casually, it requires a lot of energy and time.

Zhao Feng has a left eye, which is of great help in shaping the small world.

He has decided to play the long game.

In addition, Zhao Feng once thought.

He can break down complete matter into countless particles.

If he is given countless particles, can he restore them to their original substance?

This is equivalent to destroying something, which is very simple, but trying to restore it to its original appearance is very complicated.

If he could do this, Zhao Feng might be able to shape the real world.

Of course, this is just an idea and there is currently no way to start.

Zhao Feng was immersed in the shaping and understanding of the small world.

Another part of the mainland.

Four figures stood in front of a huge mountain that towered into the sky.

These four dark black figures exuded overwhelming demonic power, covering the sky and the sun.

One of them, the most charming witch, was in the purple-black flame lotus. She was oppressed by the invisible aura, making the three top emperors around her dare not breathe easily. The infinite power of heaven and earth caused a void to be engulfed in the burning purple-black flames.

"Holy Lord Youlian, Saint Nangong is inside."

A great emperor leaned over the charming witch and said respectfully.

Nangong Sheng's power is no longer something that the False God Emperor can stop.

In the past few times, without the Holy Lord, Jiuyou Palace has lost four invincible emperors.

Nangong Sheng seems to be able to predict crises.

Every time the Holy Lord arrives, he evacuates in advance.

Moreover, he is good at the space field. If he wants to escape, ordinary emperors cannot stop him.

But this time, he seemed to be practicing in seclusion.

"This junior with the power of the evil god invades the majesty of my Jiuyou Palace. I really don't want to live or die."

Holy Lord Youlian sits cross-legged in the purple-black lotus flame, and his mighty power traps the entire mountain peak.

"Nangong Sheng, you can't fly this time."

A broken-armed emperor, with fierce eyes, shouted angrily

This arm of his was cut off by Nangong Sheng during the last siege of Nangong Sheng, and the evil power at the wound made it impossible to heal. Only the Holy Master of Medicine could cure it.

boom

Just as the Jiuyou Palace personnel were preparing to rush into the mountain peak.

The top of the entire mountain peak suddenly exploded, and an evil light of purple blood shot up into the sky, piercing the sky. The alluring purple blood patterns on it were looming.

The terrifying evil power made Holy Lord Youlian, who was sitting in the purple-black lotus flame, feel depressed.

The three great emperors were even more trembling in their hearts, their whole body strength was out of control, and they took a few steps back unconsciously.

call

I saw a strange young man with purple blood hair, purple blood patterns all over his body, flashing light, dragging a series of silver and purple shadows, jumping out from it, and falling in front of Holy Lord Youlian and others.

Under the evil purple light, the other three great emperors present felt a suffocating pressure, and the true energy in their bodies was shaking out of control.

"snort"

Holy Lord Youlian snorted coldly, used the mighty power of the Holy Lord to block part of the aura of his subordinates, and carefully looked at Nangong Sheng.

"Half-Step Holy Lord"

Holy Lord Nether Lotus was horrified. Nangong Sheng, while being hunted by Jiuyou Palace, advanced at such an alarming speed.

"It seems that your mind has been completely distorted by the power of the evil god."

Holy Lord Youlian looked determined.

Nangong Shengding lost himself and was now dominated by the power of the evil god, so he advanced so quickly.

"hehe"

Nangong Sheng Xieyi's cold face looked at Holy Lord Youlian and sneered.

"The power of the evil god is beyond your control."

The purple-black demonic flames all over Holy Lord Youlian's body surged, and the Holy Lord's aura completely exploded, like a huge purple lotus with demonic flames, charging towards Nangong Saint.

At the same time, the three great emperors immediately retreated.

Holy Lord Youlian takes action, how dare they participate in His battle.

The three of them each guarded one side to prevent Nangong Sheng from escaping.

Nangong Sheng grinned, and a silver-purple light bloomed all over his body, outlining a huge and strange purple-blood pattern on his back.

Suddenly, the blood-colored patterns on his skin flashed with an evil light, and a layer of silver-purple divine radiance dragged the layers of ghosts around them, like a giant roaring, and rushed directly towards Holy Lord Youlian.

boom

Nangong Sheng took the initiative to collide with Holy Lord Youlian, and under the drag of layers of silver and purple shadows, the Holy Lord's mysterious light power was actually transferred away.

Wrapped in the double shadow of silver and purple, Nangong Sheng was like a wildly roaring troll head, rushing into the Holy Lord's powerful rules, tearing apart all the power.

"What?"

The expression of Demon Lord Youlian changed slightly. Although Nangong Sheng was a half-step Holy Lord, the power he used was the same as the Mysterious Light Holy Power, and its intensity even far exceeded her Mysterious Light Holy Power.

"Demon Lotus"

I saw a dark purple flame lotus flying out from the hands of Holy Lord Youlian. The astonishing fluctuations of demonic holy power on it caused the space to distort and fly towards the rushing Nangong Sheng.

"Ha ha"

Nangong Sheng did not retreat but advanced, laughing coldly. The silver and purple shadows around him suddenly increased a bit.

"Evil Claw"

Nangong Sheng stretched out his right arm, and blood-red patterns bloomed on it, quickly climbing up the arm, extending out countless blood-red flowers and leaves, forming an invisible troll's claw, tearing forward.

Boom chi chi chi

The two evil forces collided instantly, and a breath of shocking violence exploded.

At the center of the explosion, the black and red air flow twists and twists, and the forbidden power destroys everything.

Nangong Sheng retreated hundreds of feet in shock, his whole body was bathed in purple blood, and he showed a cold and evil smile, just like an ancient evil demon.

Holy Lord Youlian also stepped back a few feet, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Nangong Sheng in disbelief.

"snort"

Demon Lord Youlian snorted, the dark demonic flames in his eyes burning with anger, "Evil thief, you are seeking death."

The infinite demonic flames ignited again, and the purple demonic flames penetrated the void, covering a thousand miles in radius, and fell into the area burned by the purple demonic flames. Below, countless burning black lotuses seemed to be able to swallow everything.

"Small World Projection"

"Holy Lord Youlian actually used the power of the small world"

The three great emperors felt like they were in a cold area, bounded by endless oppression, which made them unable to move, as if they were suffocated in pain. This was because the power of the projection of the small world of the Youlian Demon Lord was not directed at them.

The power of the Youlian Demon Lord's small world projection gradually unfolds.

Nangong Sheng's power was rejected and squeezed by the infinite rules of the entire world.

"I won't play with you today."

Nangong Sheng's lips curved into an evil smile.

A huge purple-blood divine glow spread out from behind it, seeped into the void, collided with the small world projection of Holy Lord Youlian, and fought for it halfway.

Holy Lord Youlian's face suddenly turned stiff.

Nangong Sheng also used the power of small world projection, which proves that the power of his small world has reached the level of the Holy Lord and cannot exist in the real space.

And the power of the small world projection it displays is not weaker than his own.

It even exudes a terrifying aura that is beyond the Holy Lord.

Nangong Sheng deployed the power of small world projection, and his figure turned into a silver-purple shadow and disappeared into it.

In the power of his own small world, Nangong Sheng's space talent is like a fish in water. Even the Holy Master can only stare at him if he does not break the power of his small world projection.

"ah"

Silver and purple light flashed, and Nangong Sheng appeared behind the armless emperor, slapped his head with a palm, and the strange soul power swallowed his soul instantly.

"Nangong Sheng, you..."

Holy Lord Youlian scolded angrily.

But Nangong Sheng carried the projection of the small world and hid in it, flying away and disappearing.

The remaining two great emperors stood there blankly, their bodies soaked in cold sweat, their souls trembling.

Nangong Sheng actually confronted Holy Lord Youlian and escaped safely. Before leaving, he killed another demonic emperor.

His strength has grown to such an extent

After traveling thousands of miles away, Nangong Sheng stopped.

Within the body, the voice of the evil god's mind body sounded: "How is it? Now the Holy Lord can't even deal with you. Zhao Feng has already been surpassed by you."

"Huh, in that great emperor's memory, Zhao Feng has already killed the Nine Nether Demon Lord of the Nine Nether Palace."

Nangong Sheng snorted coldly, his face was cold and his expression was gloomy.

"How is it possible..." The evil god's mind was surprised.

"It seems that I can't slack off, I have to integrate as soon as possible and control this power."

Nangong Sheng's silver-purple eyes were extremely firm.


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