The first thousand one hundred and fortieth chapters have their own harvest
Fa Qing surrendered.
There is no way, both Wang Feng and Sun Wukong have brought him a huge fatal crisis. He has no confidence in defeating any one of them. If the two of them join forces, he will definitely die.
Now that he has a way to survive, he has no intention of fighting to the death. He finally survived, and if he fights to the death again, it will not be in vain. What's more, this place is extremely strange, and it is obviously not the Lost World. According to his prediction, it should be
A strange secret realm. Now he is completely under Wang Feng's control. To regret it is to seek death.
Under the gazes of Wang Feng and Wang Feng, Fa Qing honestly swore the oath of faith.
However, what Wang Feng didn't expect was that something unexpected happened when Fa Qing took the oath of faith.
"ah!"
A shrill scream came from Fa Qing's mouth. His face was distorted, and he fell directly to the ground, holding his head and wailing. He was obviously in great pain. His eye sockets were protruding, and his two eyeballs seemed to be about to burst out at any time.
Sun Wukong looked at Wang Feng with confusion, and Wang Feng was also confused. Fa Qing's painful appearance did not look like he was pretending, but such a situation had never happened before, and Wang Feng didn't know what was going on.
"System, what's going on?"
Wang Feng asked secretly in confusion.
"Conflict of Faith."
"The gods of the Celestial Race are not fabricated, but real. Changing Fa Qing's beliefs will lead to a conflict between the two beliefs in his mind. If the two beliefs are evenly matched, Fa Qing will most likely be directly affected by this conflict.
Shocked to death."
The cold voice that sounded in his mind suddenly made Wang Feng realize. Just when he was about to ask the system what to do, Fa Qing suddenly recovered. He was no longer in pain and stood up, but his face was slightly pale.
After thinking for a while, Wang Feng also understood the reason.
The Oath of Faith is an original creation of the system. Ultimately, it is through the belief system that one becomes loyal to Wang Feng, the master of the system. The system is the most unique treasure in all the worlds. There is no way to know the specific grade, but it is mysterious.
Measured, it is far from comparable to the so-called Dao artifact.
Wang Feng once guessed that even if the system was a Dao artifact, it would definitely be the top Dao artifact. Under the system, any artifact would be eclipsed.
Although the current system is limited by the strength of his host and cannot exert its true power, it is far from what the faith of a wild god can match. To defeat the faith of gods in Fa Qing's mind and replace it, it is still very difficult for the system.
It's really not difficult.
After seeing that Fa Qing had recovered, Wang Feng gave Fa Qing a few instructions and asked him to stay in the World Sphere and teach the disciples of the Shenxian Sect and many elders. Then, Wang Feng replaced the top-quality sky stone on his body with the Sky Marrow Crystal.
, covering all his aura, he left the World Ball and appeared on the ninth floor of the Treasure Pavilion.
After getting what he wanted, Wang Feng did not stay any longer. He went down to the ninth floor and randomly selected a treasure on the fifth floor. Then he left the treasure pavilion and returned to Fa Ming's residence and waited quietly.
At the same time, somewhere in the dense forest of the Tiandang Mountains, the void trembled, a crack opened, and two figures walked out of the crack. The two figures were a man and a woman. The man was handsome and tall.
, the woman is pretty, delicate, and graceful, but her long snow-white hair looks a little sad.
These two people were Ran Yi and Dao Wen, the king of Tianhuang who came out of the secret realm of pilgrimage.
The aura of the two people at this moment has changed greatly. They are restrained and have no aura to explode. However, if you observe carefully, you will find that the void around the two people is faintly distorted, as if even the heaven and earth cannot bear the bodies of the two.
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There is no doubt that both of them have gained huge benefits in the pilgrimage place. Among them, Ran Yi, the king of Tianhuang, has broken through to the eighth level of the divine ban, and his strength has improved to a higher level. As for Dao Yan, he has broken through to the true god.
At her peak, coupled with her already activated Divine Body of Heaven and Human Dao Yun, even if she fights against the powerful Nirvana God, she can still win, and her combat power has increased countless times compared to before.
"Sister Daowen, what are you going to do next?"
Ran Yi looked at Dao Wen beside him, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and asked.
Hearing this, Dao Wen fell silent. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them out. She no longer had a home, and no one could show off her current achievements.
As for the enemy, Tianling Continent is so big now, how can she find it? Even for a while, it is impossible for her to find the enemy who destroyed the Tianyong tribe.
"If not, how about you and I traveling around Tianling Continent looking for our enemies. If we find them, I can help you avenge them."
Seeing the misery in Dao Wen's eyes, Ran Yi's face flashed with unbearability, he thought for a while and said.
Daowei nodded.
Seeing this, Ran Yidang went ahead, followed closely by Dao Yan, and after a while, he disappeared from here.
On the other side, deep in the Tiandang Mountains, several figures were sitting cross-legged in a valley. These people were none other than Leng Lie, the Ghost Master of Heaven, and the Heavenly Slave of the Gods.
What people didn't expect was that the aura on their bodies was actually more powerful than before. Just sitting there in the cross-legged position caused the void in the entire valley to distort in a visible manner. Their thick and depressing aura made the surrounding people angry.
Even the beasts dare not come near.
I don’t know what kind of unbelievable opportunity Leng Lie and the others got. Leng Lie’s cultivation level has actually reached the peak of the eighth level of the divine forbidden level. He is only one step away from reaching the ninth level of the divine forbidden level. And the ghost who controls the sky has a cultivation level of even more.
They have already returned to the realm of the primordial spirit. As for Xuan Guan, they have also reached the realm of true gods. Compared to them who just arrived in the lost battle realm, their strength is completely different.
"Sir, what should I do next?"
After adjusting his breath, Leng Lie looked at the ghost and asked respectfully.
"Leave, we can't stay in Lingzhou today!"
After pondering for a moment, the ghost said solemnly.
Since the destruction of the Tianyong tribe, their group has been hunted down by the strong men of the Celestial Race. If they were not ordinary people, they would have died in the hands of the strong men of the Celestial Race. However, fortunately, the strong men of the Celestial Race
The pursuit led them to stray into a terrifying pilgrimage place and allowed them to achieve their current level of cultivation.
These four words, misfortunes and blessings depend on each other, are indeed correct.
"Leave like this? Those people forced us to run around like rats on the street. Now that we have been blessed, our strength has increased to a higher level. We are really unwilling to kill a few people."
Xuan Guan on the side heard the words and said with a gloomy expression. Among the three of them, he was the most miserable. Every time he was chased, he was almost always the most seriously injured. Once, even half of his body was killed. Even he
His foundation and the Kingdom of God within his body were severely damaged. If he hadn't received great fortune, his whole person would have been almost destroyed.
He is really not willing to take revenge.
It’s okay if you don’t have the strength. Now that you have the strength, how can you leave in despair?