King of Gods

Endless void sea, on the sky.

The three major figures have stood for a long time, and their hearts are difficult to settle.

At the last moment, the death will of the "Death Hunting Order" did not deprive Zhao Feng of his soul.

"That Zhao Feng's **** eyes, in the end, what is the origin, can actually fight against the ‘death of death,.”

The three major powerhouses are puzzled.

With the constant confrontation with Zhao Feng, everyone found that the potential of that teenager seems to be endless.

Especially the mysterious left-hander, there is a mystery that cannot be solved.

Everyone once again doubts that Zhao Feng’s blood is eye-catching, is it also a descendant of the gods?

The three kings of the virtual gods, some of them can not figure out.

Because the former silver-empty master had made a conclusion, Zhao Feng’s **** eyes were not any of the eight great gods.

"This Zhao Feng's **** eyes may be the kind of variation of the gods' inheritance, otherwise it will not be able to compete with the ‘death of death, the will of the cross-air force.”

"There is still a possibility. If Zhao Feng's blood is passed down, it has something to do with the Taikoo Manchu list. It is not unusual to be able to fight the descendants of death. After all, the power of death is coming across the sky, and true. The body, there is a difference between heaven and earth."

The three kings of the virtual gods were discussed in private.

A real-class junior in the district can resist the will of the "Death Emperor" across the air. It is really shocking.

Even the ordinary virtual king of the gods can not guarantee to resist the "death chase killing".

嗡

Suddenly, the “floating picture” over the Qingtian Mountain Peak gradually became bleak and showed an unstable trend.

In the floating picture, the appearance of the purple sacred remains is not clear.

"what happened"

There was a riot on the field, and everyone looked at the array of wizards.

"Because of some abnormal reasons, the connection between the air rupture array and the ruins of the Purple Holy Spirit is about to be completely interrupted. In addition, the flaws in the ruins of the Purple Holy Land are becoming more perfect..."

A master of the array explained.

After a while.

The floating picture on the Qingtian Mountain Peak is already dark and turbid.

Everyone sighed.

From this moment on, the three major sects could not understand the situation inside the ruins of Zisheng, and the penetration of the ruins was minimized.

"Ha ha."

An old Dan Yuanjing smiled and said: "Although we are temporarily unable to seek the ruins of the Purple Holy Spirit, one thing is certain, then Zhao Feng will die."

Zhao Feng, will die.

When everyone heard this, they were refreshed.

Some people still have some puzzles, but the three kings of the virtual world also agree to nod.

"According to the legend, if the ‘death token, the target of killing, the owner’s death empire, will also personally take it. Thousands of years ago, there was even a great emperor who was killed by the dead emperor.”

The holy month of the aunt is slightly smiling.

Under normal circumstances.

The death token can kill most of the world's strong, and even some of the virtual kings are not spared.

of course.

In the unlikely event that the "death token" kills the target, the will to die will continue.

So far, I have not heard of anyone who can survive the death of the Emperor.

"Yeah, after all, it is a figure of the Great Emperor, and also has the eye of death. We are three major sects, and there is currently no imaginary emperor."

The other two kings also agreed.

The imaginary emperor, its great powers, far beyond the ordinary king.

The silver-empty guru, who was able to have a "death chase killing order", was because his grandfather had helped the death emperor and let the latter owe his personal feelings.

"Of course, the ‘Death Emperor, in another ‘Spiritual Holy Land, the territory of control, is far from our sacred sacred land, and the Tianlu Islands.”

"It seems that Zhao Feng can still live for a while."

On the peak of Qingtian Mountain, there were some sighs and fewer and fewer figures.

Purple Holy Relics, Mysterious Canyon.

Zhao Feng stands in the same place, the blue hair dances, and there is still a trace of the original atmosphere of the ancient times in the left, which makes the gods easy.

"The relationship between the three major sects and the ruins of the Purple sacred ruins was destroyed. Is it the result of the collision between the gods of Zhao Feng and the death?"

Purple Holy Resurrection surprise.

From this moment on, it will be very difficult for the three major sects to infiltrate the remains of the Purple Holy Spirit again.

Simultaneously.

The purple sacred remnant and the ancestral hall found the abnormal changes in Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng stood in the same place, his eyes closed, and he did not move for a long time.

But it stems from his left-handedness, the original atmosphere of the ancient times, but the entire relic space is faint and uneasy.

Left space.

The deep blue waters of the Lishui Lake have been extended to twenty-five and six feet after the previous stimulation.

Due to the large consumption of the previous force, the scope of the Lishui Lake is expanding, but the water flow is only a very shallow layer.

At the center of Lishui Lake, the mysterious water swirls, there are some changes.

汩汩

A trace of the sacred atmosphere is infiltrated from the mysterious water swirl.

The water swirls invisible and inferior, and it does exist.

Zhao Feng is careful, and will see a sense of mind and seep into the water swirl.

唰

Zhao Feng’s consciousness is black.

At the next moment, his whole person entered a state similar to a dream.

In the dream.

Zhao Feng stood on a desolate and ancient land. Everything here is so primitive.

Just standing here, Zhao Feng feels a magnificent and boundless pressure, the body and the soul are suffering from unimaginable gravity.

of course.

The atmosphere of heaven and earth here is far from enough to be measured by the “world and the world” of real space.

Even every dust in the air seems to contain infinite power.

Dim... Two interest... Three interest.

Wow

Zhao Feng couldn't hold on and spit out a blood.

Standing in this ancient land, he could not survive for a long time.

Moreover, intuition tells Zhao Feng that this is still the existence of the gods eye, which resolves the rejection from this land and plays a certain role in shelter.

Otherwise, if he is ten times stronger than his strength, he may die directly.

"I can't support it..."

Zhao Feng’s eyes were black and disappeared from the dreamy land of the ancient land.

唰

Zhao Feng’s mind and consciousness returned to the real space and his face was weak.

There is a trace of blood left in the corner of the mouth, still warm.

"What...what?"

Zhao Feng was eclipsed and reached out to wipe the blood of his mouth.

Isn't the dreamland just in the past, not a fictional world?

"The ‘dreamland, the ancient land in the wild, what is the existence? I am there, even three breathing hours, can not support.”

Zhao Feng’s heart was deeply shocked.

If the ancient land, the real existence, is absolutely incomparably high space.

Zhao Feng even suspected that the ancient land in the dreamland is too connected with the ancient times. Is there any connection?

In a short time.

Zhao Feng is very weak and still dare not enter the mysterious water swirl again.

In case the piece of ancient land is a real existence, some of the tyrannical spirits inside, want to kill Zhao Feng, is it solved by stretching your fingers?

after all.

Zhao Feng’s injury in the inside is actually in sync with the real space?

This is really incredible

For the wild land in that dream, Zhao Feng was named "dream is too ancient."

The dream is too old, it is forced to "the shackles of death", the "new things" appearing in the space of the gods eye.

"When you have time, explore ‘dreams are too old.’

Zhao Feng converges on the heart.

As a matter of urgency, Zhao Feng has to solve some of the troubles.

The "death token", the deprivation of Zhao Feng's soul failed, did not complete the mission, but did not "satisfy."

Whenever Zhao Feng is closed and meditation, he can vaguely feel the instinct of the invisible and inferior "death of death", like the ghost attached.

Zhao Feng’s blood and soul are combined.

As long as he urges blood and blood, it will make the "will of death" the willpower

Zhao Feng tried his best to smash that kind of will.

His level of power cannot be compared with the "Death Emperor".

The two, one true level, one virtual god, is fundamentally different, and cannot be compared.

On the three heavens of the true spirit, there is Dan Yuanjing.

Dan Yuanjing is divided into Xiaodanyuan and Dadanyuan.

Above Dan Yuanjing, there is also a virtual state.

The virtual state is also divided into the general king and the top emperor.

This can be seen.

Zhao Feng and the death emperor, how many levels difference.

"Zhao Feng, you better not to tamper with the blood. Every time you push the blood, you will stimulate the sense of strength between the enhanced and the death of the Emperor."

Purple Holy Resident reminded.

Zhao Feng’s heart sank and his brow was wrinkled.

At his level, it is the lingering will that can't be infiltrated into the soul.

"Zi Sheng predecessors, can there be a way?"

Zhao Feng had to ask for help from the Purple Holy Spirit.

After all, the owner of this purple sacred remnant, the peak period, is even more unpredictable.

"I am just a will to form a will, even the ability of one of the master's peaks is not one. I can only try to help you seal this death will."

Purple Holy Residents smiled bitterly.

She is now running out of lights and is about to collapse. If there is enough capacity, there is no need for Zhao Feng as a foreign aid.

Zhao Feng sits cross-legged and quickly feels the guilty will of the sinful, infiltrated into his soul.

After two or three interest rates.

The purple sacred spirit screamed and screamed, and its remnant will was bounced out by some kind of counterattack.

"Zhao Feng, I am sorry, I can't seal this will, at least I need to be proficient in the virtual world of the soul."

There are some weak ways in the Purple Holy Spirit.

"Is there really a way?"

Zhao Feng’s heart is heavy.

According to the Purple Holy Spirit, the "Death Emperor" will breathe according to this willingness to death, and sooner or later he will come to the door.

In the face of the death of the Emperor, I have not heard of anyone who has survived.

"I also have a special secret that can only help you reduce the sense of death will."

Purple Holy Spirit meditates for a moment.

Soon, the guilty remnant will, following the heart of Zhao Feng, surrounded a circle.

Zhao Feng only felt a mysterious and concealed atmosphere around his heart.

"Zhao Feng, this is already within my power, to help you isolate at least 70% of the will of death.

There is a trace of exhaustion in the voice of the Purple Holy Spirit.

"Thanks to the seniors."

Zhao Feng closed his throat and found that the sense of crisis from the eyes of the gods was slightly reduced.

He managed to motivate the blood and shield the eyes of the gods.

When.

Zhao Feng’s left squat returned a slightly dull black.

“Well? Shielding the blood vessels, the isolation effect is over 90%.”

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.

of course.

At this moment, Zhao Feng has already determined that he is still in the ruins of Zisheng.