The reason why Ye Feng made such a big fuss in this fantasy world was not because he wanted to be the king, but because he wanted to take the opportunity to see how deep the water in China was.
At the same time, in the Tomb of the Heavenly Stele God, Ye Feng stood in front of the towering tree where the Dream God Art was condensed, looking at the big cocoons.
"Feng Yan Territory!!!"
"Buzz!!!"
Staring at the big cocoon where Ding Peng was, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with strange ripples, in which the stars turned upside down and the world was disillusioned.
A roll of corpse energy intertwined together, turning into a blur and phantom, pouring into the cocoon.
After doing all this, Ye Feng looked at the big cocoon that wrapped Xiao Ao Shi again, with a solemn look in his eyes, "The time loss of this big cocoon is hundreds of times that of other big cocoon illusions. Why? Is it because of me?
Is it because changing the development trajectory of the original world makes the loss of time faster and faster?"
Ye Feng didn't understand the specific reason, but he was now certain that with the realm of Three Smiles, it was 100% impossible to create such a terrifying skill as the Dream God Technique.
Turning his eyes, Ye Feng saw through the blood flags. Among them, the evil dragon's scales were gray, and his huge eyes were still full of madness, but he was unable to break free from the coverage of countless blood shadows.
"How can we get out of here?"
Ye Feng's face was full of helplessness. If he couldn't find an exit, what would be the use of breaking through to the first generation of ancestors?
"Why!"
With a sigh, Ye Feng shook his head and turned his attention to the fantasy world of the big cocoon where Haxinda was.
At this moment, Haxinda has become a genius student of Haverley College, practicing three lines of magic. At the age of only twenty, he has broken through to the realm of magister and received key training from the top management of Haverley College.
Anyway, there was nothing wrong with him being idle. The afterimage of Ye Feng left Haxinda's body and shot toward the no-man's land in London.
The no man's land in London is equivalent to the no man's land in the capital of China. It is so mysterious that ordinary people dare not step into it.
Ye Feng was very curious about what was going on in the depths of these no-man's lands. Since this was a fantasy world, he would certainly not miss the opportunity. This was why he arranged for his clone to enter the fantasy world where Ding Peng was.
Feeling the coldness surging in the air, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a look of caution.
"Ahead is London's no-man's land!"
Raising his hands to rub his cheeks, Ye Feng kept breathing and walked forward cautiously.
"Buzz!"
Stepping into the inner realm, Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, and his whole person seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, which made him very awkward.
"The pressure here is a hundred times higher than outside?"
Feeling the pressure surging from all directions, Ye Feng's eyes flashed with surprise. He stretched out his backhand and scratched sharply with his sharp nails.
However, with his strength and the three powers of destruction, he was unable to tear apart the space.
"This place is somewhat similar to an interstellar battlefield!"
Although Ye Feng has never been to an interstellar battlefield, he has learned about it and knows that the space in an interstellar battlefield is extremely hard, and even a small star lord would find it difficult to break through it.
The towering dark trees tower into the clouds, giving people a great sense of oppression.
"call out!"
Suddenly!
Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and the golden flame rolled out, and his right hand turned into a claw, like lightning, grabbing at the roaring black shadow.
"Snapped!"
"Clang!"
He grabbed the black snake's abdomen, but the black snake was extremely fierce, with sharp fangs, and bit Ye Feng's hand violently, sparking a series of sparks.
"Huh?"
Looking at the bloodstains on the back of his hands, Ye Feng was shocked. With his current physical strength, even if he stood there motionless, the most powerful person in the Yangshen Realm would not be able to hurt him at all.
But now, the black snake's aura fluctuations were very weak, not even as good as those of Fusion God Realm masters, but it almost bit the skin on the back of his hand.
"Snapped!"
With five fingers, he squeezed the black snake's belly with force, causing black blood to surge in it.
The black snake's vitality is extremely strong. Even if its abdomen is crushed, it still holds its triangular head high and keeps biting the back of Ye Feng's hand.
"snort!"
"Bang!"
With a cold snort, a cloud of dark corpse energy suddenly exploded, wiping out the black snake and leaving no bones.
"Corpse Qi?"
"Boom!!!!"
Suddenly!
Ye Feng's expression changed drastically, and his eyes were filled with fear.
A towering tree in the distance suddenly emitted a brilliance like the blazing sun. Stars hung upside down on the branches. If the world tree blocked the sky and the sun, endless holy light rose from the top of the towering tree.
.
"Fuck!"
Looking at the blurry figure within the holy light, Ye Feng's expression froze, and he lost his voice and said, "Damn it, twelve-winged archangel?"
Ye Feng was shocked!
Whether in the myths of previous lives or in the legends of this world, the twelve-winged archangel is an invincible existence.
At this moment, Ye Feng finally understood the mood of Huoyun Evil God back then. He had just entered the depths of no man's land and met the big boss. How could he still play like this?
"Crash!!!"
A series of sounds like streams sounded in Ye Feng's ears.
Ye Feng didn't even feel anything. His body, which was as hard as a meteorite from outside the territory, actually twisted. Following the sound of the stream, it turned into waves of ripples, rushing towards the holy light at the top of the towering tree.
"Dry!!!"
Ye Feng felt his eyes go dark, and immediately, he didn't know anything anymore.
Outside, inside the Tomb of the Heavenly Monument God, Ye Feng's face was as pale as paper, and the collapse of the clone was like a heavy hammer hitting his head hard.
"Damn it, I really saw a ghost!" The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched. Deep in the no-man's land of London, there actually existed a twelve-winged archangel, an existence that was 100% superior to the little star-level lord.
Trying to control his emotions, Ye Feng half-squinted his eyes, "With the existence of the twelve-winged archangel, I can't explore the depths of London's no-man's land. So, let's start from the no-man's land of the Chinese capital!"
Because Feng Yan Territory was just used before, there is no way to use it a second time within two days.
Therefore, Ye Feng focused his attention on the fantasy world where Xiao Sanxiao and Xiao Aoshi lived.
In the fantasy world, in the palace in the middle of the no-man's land of Hangzhou, Ye Feng was sitting on the dragon chair, thinking in his heart, "I wonder if the Demon Lord Tower can defeat the twelve-winged archangel!"
Ye Feng doesn't know how strong the demon in this world is, but since he was sealed while seriously injured, his strength must have been seriously damaged.
"Boom!!!"
At this moment, waves of terrifying momentum descended from the sky, as if they were going to shatter the palace.
"Damn it, sixty-one little star-level venerable people who have demonstrated the Tao with their strength?" Feeling the terrifying aura surging in the sky, Ye Feng rolled his eyes and his figure suddenly disappeared.
Ye Feng's fighting power is comparable to that of the little star-level venerables who have realized the Dzogchen by force. But in the final analysis, he still has not broken through the small-star level. Facing the sixty-one sages who have realized the Tao with force, he will not be stupid.
Rush forward and fight for your life. Besides, who knows if those little star-level venerables who have used their strength to prove the Tao have any heavenly treasures.
With a smile that shook the world, Ye Feng left directly through the passage that had been prepared long ago, without making a sound.
