Over the ancient dreamland, a layer of dark clouds came over, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and a trace of thunder loomed.
"Is it coming?"
Zhao Feng was excited and opened his solemn eyes.
This is also the reason why he created a small world in the ancient dreamland. He has been waiting for the next thunderstorm and strong wind.
Zhao Feng had this idea, so he must give it a try: to experience the small world of wind and thunder in the thunderstorm of the ancient dreamland.
pitter patter
The sky gradually darkened, and raindrops as small as silk threads fell from the sky.
When raindrops enter Zhao Feng's small world.
Zhao Feng felt that his little world was in chaos under the constant impact of the drizzle.
He had no control over these ancient raindrops that entered his little world.
"I can currently only control the materials I created in my small world, and foreign materials are almost unaffected by me, and even affect the stability of my small world.
Zhao Feng frowned slightly, his little world was too fragile.
But Zhao Feng didn't know that he was in the ancient dream world. If he returned to the real space, his small world would definitely have far more influence and control over the space than the small world created by ordinary emperors.
The raindrops in the ancient dreamland are also the most primitive raindrops that contain a huge ancient aura. They are completely different from the raindrops in the space where Zhao Feng is. To control these raindrops, you need to have a deeper understanding of them.
If you want to influence the rules and mysteries of the Dream World, you need to have a certain understanding of the nature of the entire Dream World.
Zhao Feng is far from this step.
boom
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and occasionally a thunder flashed.
Zhao Feng raised his head and glanced, "This thunderstorm is much smaller than last time."
And Zhao Feng's small world, washed away by the rain, became more transparent, as if it would disappear soon.
Zhao Feng's eyes flashed with light, stimulating the crystal core space.
Suddenly, the surging wind and thunder essence was transported out and flowed to every part of the small world.
Around Zhao Feng, the outline of a small world was slightly clearer.
Above the primordial dreamland, dark clouds cover the sky, heavy rain pours, and occasionally a thunder breaks through. In the space below, a translucent dark cloud floats in the sky, and wind and thunder rage.
Such a scene is very strange, like a world with two levels of sky.
Zhao Feng was just like this, immersed in the ancient heavy rain in the dreamland, feeling the faint breath of wind and thunder in it.
The small world around him slowly changed with his state of mind, and seemed to become more real.
boom
Suddenly, a loud thunder roar sounded above Zhao Feng's head, and in the small world of wind and thunder, many thunder and lightning burst out with thunder.
The suffocating pressure that overcame all things came suddenly, and the strong sense of crisis made Zhao Feng's left eye twitch with warning.
"not good"
Boom boom…
A huge thunder struck Zhao Feng's location, destroying everything and leaving only a dark scorched pit.
There was nothing in the scorched pit with a radius of three feet.
The charred trees that were lying crooked all around were still burning with flames.
On the towering ancient trees in the distance, the demon bird and the giant python trembled, looking at the burnt pit with doubtful eyes.
next moment.
A blond boy appeared in the center of the dark scorched pit.
The giant python and the demon bird have witnessed everything and have become accustomed to it. Their master is obviously not a high level, but he always appears and disappears.
"so close"
Zhao Feng was still frightened. He was in a state of enlightenment just now and his perception of the outside world was weak.
If it hadn't been for the warning from his left eye that woke him up, he would have been directly hacked to death.
"In this kind of weather, it stands to reason that thunder will not fall. It seems that it is because of the attraction of the small world of wind and thunder."
Zhao Feng's heart is as clear as a mirror. Ever since the dark clouds came, this is still the first ancient thunder to fall.
The small world of wind and thunder is still in its initial stage, and its attraction to thunder and lightning is far less than that of the holy thunder body.
If the Holy Thunder Body were to operate here, it would probably trigger several ancient thunders immediately.
In addition, the weather is getting worse, and the probability of Gulei falling next is greater.
In this way, even if Zhao Feng could enter and exit the ancient dream world at any time, he would not dare to open the small world of wind and thunder.
Finally, Zhao Feng walked around in a circle, collected some pieces of wood that contained more ancient thunder power, and then sat cross-legged in the center of the scorched pit.
"There are only two months left before the battle for the crown prince. I must initially complete the small world."
Zhao Feng felt clear in his heart.
Generally speaking, a great emperor who can shape a small world within a year can be called a peerless genius.
But with Zhao Feng's learning ability, analytical ability and experience, four months is enough in an ordinary small world.
But what he wants to create is a small world of wind and thunder that contains the ancient secrets of dreams, which is too difficult.
Once Zhao Feng's small world is initially completed, its power will definitely not reverberate, and it will not be a problem to crush the ordinary small world of the great emperor.
Just like when Zhao Feng entered the ancient dream world for the first time, he couldn't hold even three breaths.
In the palace of the Ninth Prince, representatives from all forces gathered together.
Many kings and emperors were present, standing aside.
Only some three-star forces, powerful men with titles, and the Holy Lord have a certain say.
Among them, Holy Lord You Ye, Old Monster Xu, King Nan Feng, and Zhou Su'er are among them.
But the atmosphere at the scene was a bit depressing and gloomy.
"Ninth Prince, are you really going to give Zhao Feng the status of beast tamer?"
A burly middle-aged man with a slightly dissatisfied expression.
Every move he made exuded powerful physical oppression, but this was despite his deliberate restraint.
The Ninth Prince looked gloomy. In fact, he was also planning to hand over the position of the soul fighting member to Zhao Feng.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Feng took the initiative to admit his quota as a beast tamer in the palace.
Moreover, the Ji family, who originally supported him, immediately left after learning that Zhao Feng was a member of the Ninth Prince and joined the Eighth Prince camp, causing huge losses.
When the Ninth Prince went to inquire, the answer given by the elders of the Ji family was: "With Zhao Feng here, it is difficult for the Ji family to obtain the quota of soul fighting members.
The Ninth Prince was helpless for a while, but the Ji family had already joined the Eighth Prince's faction, and it was useless for the Ninth Prince to explain anything.
But Zhao Feng's support also brought a lot of help to the Ninth Prince.
For example, Nanfeng King and Haiyan Pavilion.
Even Zhou Suer helped him, to a certain extent, it was because of Zhao Feng.
"Zhao Feng is also an excellent beast tamer."
The Ninth Prince smiled and replied that he believed that Zhao Fengfeng was not using his skills to deal with him.
The members of Haiyan Pavilion and King Nanfeng were also puzzled that Zhao Feng did have the talent to tame beasts.
But it is far inferior to his own fighting power and his mysterious eye skills.
However, members of Haiyan Pavilion are not qualified to interfere with Zhao Feng's decision.
The burly man stopped talking. The Shi family he belonged to was the only one of the eight aristocratic families that stood behind the Ninth Prince.
He is not competing for the position of beast tamer, he is just thinking about the entire team and hopes that the members of the team can stand in their best position.
Because the opponent is too powerful
In the original overall strength ranking conducted by the intelligence organization, the Ninth Prince ranked sixth.
Now, it has dropped to seventh place
In other words, the opportunities of other princes during this period of time are far greater than those of the Ninth Prince.
The eighth prince, who was originally ranked seventh, is now ranked fourth, and has the potential to compete for the crown prince's position.
Facing the several princes and terrifying team members in front of them, everyone was completely unsure.
"Shi Yulei, as long as our team is united enough and coupled with Shen Jizi's strategy, we will be able to fight."
Beside, Old Ying's voice sounded slowly.
"I can't make any conclusions yet, but everything is subject to change."
Below, an old man with a white beard holding a cane spoke slowly.
Shenjizi, a famous divination wise man in the past of the Daqian Dynasty, has been unknown for many years.
His appearance surprised the older generation present.
Two elderly men, one word to each other, instantly stabilized the morale of the army.
"Tomorrow is the battle for quotas. Zhao Feng hasn't come out yet?"
A low and dissatisfied voice came from the mouth of a three-star ordinary power elder.
The battle for quotas is the final step in determining quotas.
However, this procedure actually does not waste much time.
For example, here at Ninth Prince, there are seven places in total.
As a doctor, Zhou Su'er's reputation for medical skills has long been spread far and wide. No one will come to snatch this spot, and they don't have the courage.
There is also Shi Yulei, a peerless genius from the previous generation of the Shi family who awakened his bloodline talent.
The Shi family can be said to be the largest force behind the Ninth Prince, and no one will try to get Shi Yulei's spot.
Even if the Shi family wanted to seize the second spot, the general forces would not dare to say anything.
Moreover, there are two very special regulations in the battle for quotas.
First, only the forces behind the prince, or those who do not belong to any force, have the right to compete for the spot.
Second, when competing for a certain quota, your own level cannot be higher than the person who holds this quota.
In other words, if a certain beast tamer wants to compete for Zhao Feng's place, then this beast tamer cannot be the power behind other princes, and his level cannot be higher than Zhao Feng.
Under various restrictions, the battle for quotas was not as complicated and fierce as imagined.
"If Zhao Feng doesn't come out tomorrow, we can only disturb him."
The Ninth Prince was a little helpless, remembering that when he first visited Zhao Feng, he was also in retreat.
However, the Ninth Prince also had some expectations.
Zhao Feng is the main member he recognizes. If his strength increases, it will naturally be a good thing.
call
Suddenly, a huge breath came.
All the strong men present looked at the outside of the hall with condensed expressions.
"Your Highness Ninth Prince, Tie Mou disturbed you."
I saw a majestic old man in a dark red robe standing outside the hall. His invisible intimidation made all the strong men in the hall breathe sluggishly.
Beside him, there were several people, all of whom were members of the Tie family. One of them, a gorgeous and beautiful woman, glanced eagerly across the hall.
"Senior Hong Nan, tomorrow is the battle for quotas. Now that you are here, do you have any advice?"
The Ninth Prince smiled and stepped forward.
The Tie family, the top existence among the eight great families, a huge family that is not weaker than the peak power of three stars, is now standing behind the fourth prince.
"I'm here to see Zhao Feng."
Tie Hongnan's voice was loud and resounded throughout the hall.
As for this rude behavior, no one present dared to stop it.
Even the elder representatives of the Shijia family bowed their heads and remained silent.
Although they are both members of the Eight Great Aristocratic Families, the Shi Family is far inferior to the Tie Family that guards the alien tribes in the northwest.
Moreover, this Tie Hongnan is an extremely ancient holy master of the Tie family.
"Senior Hong Nan, Zhao Feng is still in retreat."
The Ninth Prince looked apologetic.
"Huh? He's not avoiding my Tie family on purpose, is he?"
Tie Hongnan looked slightly angry, and an overbearing and endless hot aura suddenly dispersed. In addition, many strong men in the hall were physically and mentally depressed, their souls were trembling slightly, and the qi and blood essence in their bodies were still burning.