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Chapter six hundred and ninety fourth awakening

Just behind everyone, a dazzling golden-white light suddenly squeezed the world-burning sea of ​​fire from the top of the sky monument. This meant that Ling Feng had not only ascended to the throne of the Holy Emperor, but his potential had surpassed that of the Holy Emperor.

However, at such a moment worthy of congratulation, no one in the family had a smile on their face.

I saw that the two Holy Emperors of the Ling Family and the two God Emperors outside were all blocking the front of Ling Feng. Hundreds of Heavenly Kings of the Ling Family and a large number of strong men from thousands of sects all appeared, all looking at him.

The other three powerful families.

The strong men of the three major families were standing everywhere, looking at each other from afar with the Spiritual War Family. The tense atmosphere made many people a little puzzled.

"What is this for?"

"You are stupid. Ling Feng has reached the top of the Heavenly Monument. If he is allowed to live for a hundred years, there will be another Holy Emperor in the Ling family."

"In our era, Ling Feng is probably the most promising to become the Holy Emperor, and there are three Holy Emperors in one sect! This will break the balance."

Many neutral strong men looked at the four major forces in the sky and said, the Ling family, the two holy emperors and the three major families can still join forces to compete, but with the three holy emperors, there will be no force in the hundred families that can stop the Ling family.

Home.

Now is the most promising opportunity to cut off Ling Feng's path to the Holy Emperor. All the three families need to do is defeat Ling Feng before the Qi Sea can be stabilized. Once they succeed, the Ling Family cannot start a full-scale war with the three families for this purpose.

When the atmosphere became increasingly tense, Fen Tu and Fen Yue suddenly appeared in the Ling family's camp, and not only them, but also powerful forces appeared one after another.

The Yun Family, the Zhan Family, the Ning Family, the Nine Ice Ling Palaces, the Tianhong Divine Sect, the Yulong Divine Sect, all the well-known forces in the entire continent expressed their attitudes.

Looking at the Ling family's camp, there were two Holy Emperors, twelve God Emperors, and more than twenty powerful souls. What was even more unbelievable was that almost the entire Thousand Sects stood on the Ling family's side.

The power emanating from behind Feng directly suppressed the space of hundreds of feet around Ling Feng, not giving anyone a chance to pass.

The elders of the three major families, Tianhen, Cang Ming, and Jiuli, narrowed their eyes slightly. After about three or four seconds, the elders of the Tianhen family took the initiative to disappear into the air, and then more and more powerful people also left.

, the solidified atmosphere also quietly dissipated at this time.

However, everyone in the Ling family did not relax their vigilance. Instead, they waved their hands to fill up the huge hole, raised their hands to build pavilions and buildings, and restored everything in the Ling family to their original state. After that, Ling Qianhai personally sent Ling Feng to the jade palace in a large hall.

On the bed.

Ling Qianhai looked at Ling Feng's broken body and said, "It's amazing, he's even more powerful than you and me."

There was no trace of pride in his words. After saying this, Ling Qianhai turned around and left, leaving Ling Feng alone lying there recovering from his serious injury.

Emerald green gas continued to emerge from the jade bed, and soon it completely enveloped Ling Feng's body. The gas penetrated along the cracks in his body, and was then refined by the world-burning golden flame in Ling Feng's body, turning it into essence.

The pure nutrients healed the excuses on his body.

At this time, Ling Feng dreamed of the scene in the scroll of Tiansheng Palace, but this time there was something different. He seemed to have turned into that man, and followed the man to the back of the sky.

Here Ling Feng saw an extremely glorious divine palace, with numerous treasure pavilions standing high above the clouds, and the surrounding sky was filled with tens of thousands of warriors wearing golden armor.

The man didn't seem to say anything, and just raised his sword to kill. From his eyes, Ling Feng saw the extremely slow movements of those warriors, so slow that they seemed to be stagnant in the air.

But Ling Feng knew that it was not that the warriors were too slow, but that the man was too fast. As soon as the warriors raised their back feet, the man had already raised his sword and chopped off their heads.

This battle lasted for five days. Ling Feng couldn't tell who was good and who was better. He could only see how powerful this man was, because during this period, several extremely tall and strong men rushed out of the divine palace, but they were all beaten by the man.

Kill with sword.

On the sixth day, the last warrior also died under the man's sword. At this time, Ling Feng suddenly "saw" a man wearing white clothes and a crown appearing in the sky in the distance.

man.

They looked at each other across an unknown distance, but at this moment, the man in white's eyes pierced his eyeballs like a ray of needles. Ling Feng was so shocked that he stood up from the jade bed.

, only then did he realize that the shirt he was wearing was soaked with sweat.

Ling Feng sat on the jade bed and fearfully recalled everything in his dream, and found that he had no impression of what the man in white looked like.

Just when Ling Feng wanted to think further, the palace door opened. He looked up and saw that it was Ling Yu and Shan Ziqi who rushed in.

Ling Yu and others came to Ling Feng with smiles on their faces. He held Ling Feng's shoulders and said excitedly: "Thirteenth brother, you are finally awake."

"How long have I been asleep?"

Ling Feng looked at everyone's faces and asked. He thought it might only be a few days, but Ling Yu's words exceeded his expectations.

Lingyu said: "No more, no less, exactly two hundred and four days!"

"Yes, you have been lying here for half a year, but your name has never disappeared in Sword City."

Ling Feiyang also rushed up and hugged Ling Feng's shoulders and smiled. Shan Ziqi and Ling Ruoyu were a little more reserved, just standing next to Ling Feng and looking at his pale face, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was...

It can't be hidden either.

Ling Feiyang and others all talked to Ling Feng about the things that happened during the half-year period when he was in coma. For example, there are now twenty-three people in the A-position of the Heavenly Monument. It turns out that Tianyan, who was first in the B-position,

Chu Yan, Cang Wen, Zhan Xing, Tian Ming, and No. 10 Liu Zhaoping all successfully ascended to the first position.

The top three in B position are occupied by Shan Ziqi, Ji Anping and Nan Ziyi.

Ten minutes later, Lingyu asked the question that everyone was most concerned about: "Thirteenth brother, are you in the realm of the soul now?"

Dozens of pairs of eyes were instantly fixed on Ling Feng's face. Many people present had been told the news by their elders, but they still wanted to hear it from Ling Feng himself.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Ling Feng smiled and nodded. In fact, at the last moment of his coma, he felt that he had opened a bridge to the ocean of souls. If the ocean of souls before was just a kind of indistinctness,

The feeling, now, has turned into reality.

After hearing Ling Feng's personal admission, even Ling Yu opened his mouth slightly, and then asked: "Is there any difference?"

Ling Feng pondered for a while, and then said: "It is probably a kind of power that the king of heaven cannot detect, which can directly destroy the soul of the warrior through space."

"Try it on me!"

Ling Feiyang said impatiently, his eyes seemed to be shining, but as soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yurong slapped him in the face.

Ling Yurong rolled her eyes at Ling Feiyang and said, "Thirteenth brother has just broken through to the divine soul, how can he make such a joke."

"That's what Third Sister said."

Ling Feiyang was still laughing, and some disciples from the surrounding sects also laughed when they saw the arrogant Ling Feiyang acting so "well-behaved".

Afterwards, everyone present asked Ling Feng about how they felt about the ninth level thunder tribulation of the Heavenly King, and then left one after another, leaving only the three girls Ling Feng, Shan Ziqi, Ling Ruoyu and Xue Bingyi.

Ling Feng took the robe from Ling Ruoyu's hand, put it on, stretched, and said, "Let's go for a walk outside."

"Brother, why don't you rest for a while?"

Xue Bingyi looked at Ling Feng and said, although Ling Feng's injury has recovered now, she is still a little worried.

Although Shan Ziqi and Ling Ruoyu did not speak, they obviously had the same idea and looked at Ling Feng silently.

Ling Feng shook his head and said, "It's okay. Although I'm a little weak, no one should want to attack me now."

Ling Feng knew that he could be fine now because the Ling family and others must have interrupted the thoughts of the three major families, otherwise he would never be able to lie down peacefully for the past six months.

Xue Bingyi heard this and no longer obstructed, and left the Ling family with Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's appearance made many people's eyes widen. If it had been before, they would have gathered around him, but now everyone knows that Ling Feng is now a strong man at the ninth level of the Heavenly King, and is the only one in the entire continent who has survived eleven heavens.

With Lei's presence, I didn't dare to get close at all, so I could only stand not far away and watch curiously.

Ling Feng walked all the way towards the Sky Monument. The streets on both sides were crowded with people. Suddenly, he saw a few familiar faces in the crowd. They were Qiu Ruyi and disciples of the Snow Sword Sect.

Qiu Ruyi and Guo Meng stood there and cast their eyes curiously at Ling Feng. But when Ling Feng looked at Qiu Ruyi, she lowered her head in fear, but then she suddenly raised her head.

.

Qiu Ruyi always felt that she had seen Ling Feng's eyes before, and it was on a very familiar person, but she did not dare to ask, just because she could not afford to offend the person in front of her, but then Ling Feng

What Feng said made her stunned.

"Have you arrived in Naxuan?"

Ling Feng looked at Qiu Ruyi and said. At first, the warriors around him didn't know who Ling Feng was talking to. After checking for a while, they found Qiu Ruyi.

Qiu Ruyi looked at the smiling Ling Feng and was stunned for a while, then said with some uncertainty: "You, are you Ling Feng?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the warriors around them rolled their eyes. It wasn't Ling Feng or whoever it was. Ling Feng was the only one in the world who looked like this. Anyone who dared to pretend to be someone would have a long life.

Ling Feng nodded: "Yes."

After receiving Ling Feng's recognition, Qiu Ruyi seemed a little excited and wanted to walk to Ling Feng's side, but she noticed the three girls Ling Ruoyu beside Ling Feng and froze immediately.

At this time, Guo Meng didn't know what happened, and said in surprise beside Qiu Ruyi: "Do you know Ling Feng?"

Qiu Ruyi didn't answer him, just bit her lip and lowered her head.

Ling Ruoyu glanced at Ling Feng. Ling Feng had told her what happened after hiding her identity, so she naturally knew about Qiu Ruyi.

Looking at Qiu Ruyi with her hands clenched together, Ling Ruoyu took the initiative and said: "What are you afraid of? Not many people have such an opportunity."

Qiu Ruyi didn't expect Ling Ruoyu to say this. While she was happy, she didn't forget to bow and thank Ling Ruoyu. Then she trotted to Shan Ziqi's side and walked with Ling Feng to the foot of the monument. She felt as if she was dreaming.

Just as unreal.


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