Plane: Apostle of the Secret Realm

Chapter 725 Evolution
500 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters, ...

Xu Feng walked until he was 100 meters away from the dragon cave and the phoenix cave, and then stopped. Going forward, it is the real dragon and phoenix auspicious place, but it has not been opened yet, although it is a gorgeous scene of clouds and fog , but could not absorb the slightest bit of domain rhyme.

The people standing next to Xu Feng are all powerful big monsters, including those at the peak of level nine and level eight, and all of them are in the realm of the great perfection of artistic conception. Even the evolution rate of the domain is extremely high, at least above 90%. .

The evolution of the field, the more difficult it is, the last 10% is even more difficult than the first 90%, just like running a marathon, the last kilometer is definitely more difficult than the first ten kilometers.

Seeing Xu Feng, a burly monster next to him frowned, and subconsciously moved two steps to the side, as if he didn't want to get too close to Xu Feng, while a big monster with white beard and hair on the other side , then looked at Xu Feng with a smile on his face, with a kind face.

"Ahem, this little friend Guigeng?" The old big demon hunched over and leaned on an iron wooden crutch. After looking at Xu Feng for a while, he asked with a smile.

Xu Feng looked at this old monster. From the appearance, this old monster was almost no different from a human elder. If it wasn't for the pair of jagged horns on his head, Xu Feng would have thought that the other person was also a human monk.

Moreover, although this big monster looks old, there is a powerful aura in his body. If he closes his eyes and judges only by his spiritual sense, Xu Feng can't believe that there will be such an old big monster standing in front of him. demon.

"Hehe, I don't dare to be honored. I'm 26 this year. Senior, are you going to live a long life this year?" Xu Feng cupped his hands and asked with a smile.

Xu Feng didn't have any prejudice against the Yaozu. In his previous life, he even made a few friends of the Yaozu. The old man of the Yaozu looked at him with a kind face, without the slightest hostility, and he didn't have the kind of eyes that other Yaozu looked at human monks. Contemptuously, Xu Feng doesn't mind being friends with such a monster race.

"Hahaha, this old man is six hundred years old..." the Yaozu old man laughed loudly.

Monster races generally have a much longer lifespan than human races, but artistic conception-level powerhouses, whether they are human monks or monster races, have a lifespan of about 500 years unless some special races, and domain-level powerhouses can live up to [-] years.

The old man in front of him is only at the peak of artistic conception, and it is already very remarkable that he can live to be six hundred years old.

"Senior, you are going to be a thousand years old!" Xu Feng said with a deliberately surprised look on his face.

"Hahaha, you little doll..." The Yaozu old man seemed very happy, smiling from ear to ear.

At this moment, a childish voice suddenly came from not far away: "Hmph, sycophant!"

Xu Feng looked along the figure, and saw a petite and cute little girl with a horn on her forehead. She poked her head out and walked towards her. Seeing Xu Feng looking at her, she stuck out her tongue and made a gesture towards Xu Feng. A grimace: "Liu Wei Wei, sycophant!"

"Hmph, whose family's younger generation is this, so ignorant of the rules!" The old man of the monster race darkened and snorted coldly.

The next moment, a huge xuanwu phantom appeared behind the old man of the monster race. Although the basalt with the dragon head and turtle body was just a phantom, it gave people a heavy pressure, especially when the two red eyes stared at it. It was so frightening that he didn't even dare to move.

The face of the little girl from the Monster Race changed greatly in fright, and water splashed in her eyes soon, as if she was about to cry in the next moment.

"Hmph, old turtle, how dare you scare my granddaughter!" An old demon woman came out and looked at the old man with fierce eyes.

"Ah Li, she, who is she?" The Yaozu old man's complexion changed slightly, his breath suddenly subsided, he rubbed his nose in embarrassment, and asked with a smile on his face.

"Why, old tortoise, I have a granddaughter, do I need to report to you, who are you?" The old woman from the Yaozu said aggressively.

Xu Feng looked at the two elders with a melon-eating expression on his face. The combined age of the two elders was probably over a thousand years old, but they ended up arguing like children. Looking at Xu Feng, he couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, a slight roar sounded, and the next moment, an invisible energy emanated from the dragon's and phoenix's acupoints, spreading in all directions like a shock wave.

hum~
The power of artistic conception comes and goes, this energy can only be resisted by artistic conception, and other skills are all ineffective. The next moment, the surrounding monks, whether they are monsters or humans, are all sent back by the shock wave. Some monks' artistic conception level is too high. Low, directly shattered, and people were thrown several kilometers away.

Xu Feng's real-world artistic conception firmly protected him. Just a slight sway of his figure eliminated the impact of the shock wave, and the other people around him had to take five or six steps back at worst. For a while, Xu Feng stood still. He remained motionless on the spot, and suddenly stood out, and all the big monsters around him looked at him with flickering eyes.

"The blessed land has opened!"

With an exclamation, Xu Feng suddenly felt a rush of Dao rhyme, and the artistic conception of the real world began to evolve involuntarily.

"It's really a strong dao rhyme. Compared with the effect of the sea of ​​domains, it is only slightly worse, far surpassing the tea of ​​enlightenment..." Xu Feng showed a look of surprise on his face. go.

"Boy, the dragon and phoenix lair is not something that human monks can get their hands on. Aren't you afraid that all the monsters will attack you!" The voice of the old man from the monsters suddenly sounded in Xu Feng's ear.

"Afraid?" Xu Feng turned his head and glanced at the old man of the Yaozu, he laughed loudly and said, "What kind of monk are you afraid of?"

Without waiting for the other monsters to react, Xu Feng rushed into the dragon's lair with a stride. The next moment, a strong Dao rhyme that seemed to be substantial, wrapped Xu Feng in circles, and countless sentiments came to his heart. The artistic conception of the real world, Also involuntarily displayed it.

On the desolate and desolate land, at some point, a round of sun appeared. Under the warm sunlight, the black ice began to melt slowly, and wisps of black breath overflowed, blending with the atmosphere, and soon disappeared not see.

As the ice melted, streams and lakes slowly emerged, eventually merging into the sea.

sunset moonrise
A dark red crescent moon hangs in the sky, and the whole world is quiet!
Seeing the dark red moon, Xu Feng's heart skipped a beat. After observing for a long time, there was nothing unusual, so he was slowly relieved.

1%, 5%, 9%, ...

The artistic conception of the real world began to rapidly evolve towards the realm. Countless Dao rhymes poured into Xu Feng's body. Looking at the artistic conception of the real world like the creation of the world, Xu Feng raised his head and wanted to use the power of time to speed up the evolution of the entire planet. But as soon as he raised his hand, Xu Feng seemed to think of something, and then slowly put his hand down, closed his eyes slightly, and devoted himself to the evolution of the artistic conception.

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(End of this chapter)