King of Gods

Van Gogh.

In front of a broken loft hall, the true Wusheng site, two or three hundred core disciples.

Scorpio.

The boundless world of Wei Li, the space interface, the colorful landscape of the garden landscape, emerged on the top of everyone.

Initial time.

The outline of the garden is very vague and exists in the form of a virtual shadow.

But over time, the outline of the garden above the head is gradually clear and solid.

Seeing the situation, there seems to be a tendency to materialize

Before and after the outline of the garden, there is a simple dark blue, rusty bronze door, and the unicorn gods in the ancient mythology stand on both sides. Although it is a stone sculpture, it has a metallic feeling and is lifelike.

"The semi-god's remains are often half an hour before they are fully opened."

The voice of Dong Wenjian sounded in his ear.

Zhao Feng and Dong Wenjian stood in the crowd of disciples of "Xuanzhen Shengzong".

Below the entrance to the Semi-God's Relics, two or three hundred days of disciples, from the Holy Land two great saints, thirty-three big two stars strong.

"Xuanzhen Shengzong", as a large-scale Samsung, has a quota of fifty.

The average two-star strong sect is five.

Some super-strong two-star sects have more places, eight or ten.

for example.

That "Wan Leizong", the number of places is up to ten; Jinshanzong's quota is five.

Before the opening of the legacy garden, Dong Wenjian introduced Zhao Tian one by one to Zhao Feng and some powerful characters.

First of all.

Xuanzhen Shengzong, headed by Nangong Sheng, followed by Chen Yilin and Nan Shixiong, repaired as the late Dadan Yuanjing.

These three geniuses.

They are among the ten talents in the Holy Land.

Of course, in addition to these three, Xuan Zhen Shengzong, there are some "quasi-ten genius" level that is second only to the ten days of the Holy Land.

For example, a few true disciples in the early and middle stages of Da Dan Yuan Jing.

In addition, the "Jiang Fan" with the Taikoo Manchu list may be able to challenge the Holy Land for ten days.

Just right.

Jiang Fan’s gaze fell on Zhao Feng’s body, and his face was slightly unremarkable.

"This Zhao Feng, Xiu Wei also broke through to the late stage of Xiao Dan Yuan."

Jiang Fan clenched his fists, and there was a sense of frustration in his heart.

I thought at the beginning, in the virtual sea hall, Zhao Feng in his eyes, it is impossible to create a "small person"

Next to Jiang Fan, Chen Yilin also noticed this.

The progress of Zhao Feng is not the general speed, and even slightly suppresses the Jiang Fan who has the blood of the Taikoo

"Jiang Shidi, you don't want to hang this thing. In the case of fellow initiates, you have the mythical blood of the Taikoo Manchu list, and there is absolute crushing. Your opponent is the sacred place ten days."

Chen Yilin smiled and said comfortably.

Jiang Fan heard the words and his face was slightly relieved.

He made up his mind that after entering the legacy garden, he must be more than Zhao Feng in the harvest.

"The disciples of Xuanzhen Shengzong, after entering the legacy garden, you must take care of each other and strictly smother each other and fight for fame and fortune."

A majestic will of the great emperor rang in the minds of the disciples.

Law enforcement elder

The true disciples of the Holy Family, a glimpse of their hearts, and quickly promised.

Next.

Under the introduction of Dong Wenjian, Zhao Feng also met some of the geniuses of other strong sects.

"She is a nightmare. In the ten days of the Holy Land, only the peerless genius who can compete with Nangong Sheng has the mythical blood of the Taikoo Manchu list..."

The eyes of the two were fixed on a pleated blue-striped girl.

The woman, like a jade, is like a jade, if it is a star, it is like a dream, a blue silk is laid on the ground, dancing with the wind, and it is not stained, it seems to be the perfect image in the dream.

The audience.

Many geniuses, eyes falling on the nightmare, have a sense of sorrow.

Regardless of anyone, from any angle, the nightmare is in line with the image of the most perfect goddess.

"Curious and bloody."

Zhao Feng’s heart has a long-lost feeling of horror, and the fairy dream of the blue silk pavilion gives him an instinct to pursue the guardianship.

怦怦怦怦

The gods left and smashed, producing a touch of induction.

Zhao Feng's mood, return to calm, get rid of the kind of deep confusion of the soul.

"The blood power of this nightmare is biased towards the soul system."

Zhao Feng concluded.

what

The pleated blue-striped girl in the blue silk pavilion, the wave in the star whirls, fell to Zhao Feng.

When.

A powerful oppression stemming from the blood of the soul made Zhao Feng physically and mentally stagnate.

and.

The nightmare's nephew, intentionally or unintentionally, in Zhao Feng's body, fixed one or two, interest time.

Beside Zhao Feng, Dong Wenjian's mind suffocated, thinking consciousness, and even the blood of the real element, are a stagnation.

The nightmare's move caused the attention of other sacred geniuses.

A genius that can make a nightmare curious and amazing should not be simple.

"He is the new born disciple?"

Nangong Sheng did not have a look at Zhao Feng, his face was not shocked.

"Yes, he is the Zhao Feng, and he was accepted as a pro-disciple by Duanmu Da..."

A true disciple next to him.

The same moment.

Zhao Feng felt the pressure in the light of a stock, and there was no shortage of ten days in the Holy Land.

some of.

Zhao Feng felt the hostile gaze, even from the soul of the murder.

"Zhao Feng, life is so beautiful, we have met again, and will perform together on the same stage.

Thousands of secluded sages, a smile and a sly "sunshine youth", looked at Zhao Feng.

Positive value at this time.

Dong Wenjian also said: "This young man who looks very sunny is a disciple who has just joined the Qiansong Shengzong. His name is 'Wen Luo'an. The strength should not be weaker than the ten-day level of the Holy Land. It is probably this half-death. Garden, the dark horse."

Sunshine Youth, named "Wen Luo'an", was cultivated as the late Dadan Yuanjing.

"Wen Luoan?"

Zhao Feng’s eyes flashed, and his heart was secretly alert.

The Sunshine Youth brought him a crisis of oppression.

"In addition to the two great saints, the ‘Thousands of the Red Emperor, ‘Lee Zhen, has a rare ancient Lei Ling blood, specializing in Lei Li, and has a strong fighting power.”

Dong Wenjian reminded.

Lei Zhen?

Zhao Feng followed his gaze and saw a tall, burly barefoot man, unkempt and carrying a giant sword.

This Lei Zhen's repair is up to the mid-term of the Great Dan, and the thunder of the body exudes the thunder of Zhao Feng's wind and thunder.

"A strong resilience."

Zhao Feng only relied on the trace of the sense of Lei Li, and he felt the horror of this person.

"Is the inheritance of the Great Wind and the Great Emperor? In that year [Lei Dadi, I used to be in the 10,000 Thousands of Zong, and I have studied many thunders, but there is no future name."

Lei Zhen whispered to himself.

Wan Leizong is the land of the Canghai, the leader of the sects of Lei Dao.

In the Holy Land, its strength is also close to the Samsung sect, far beyond the Jinshan sect.

Even the "Wind and Thunder Emperor" was also practiced in "Wan Lei Zong".

If there is no Wan Leizong, there will be no glory of the wind and thunder.

"The Holy Land is ten days old, no one is simple."

Zhao Feng paid attention to everyone in the ten days, Dong Wenjian also introduced him for details.

Time goes by a little bit.

On the top of the head, the outline of the garden is clearly defined by the original fuzzy shadow.

The void of the ancient peak of Wan Gu, a moment of swaying.

That feeling is like the collision of space and space.

Zhao Feng’s **** eye, insight into some clues.

If you compare space to foam.

So now, it is a small bubble that blends into the big bubble of the holy space.

The semi-death garden is a secret space.

It was opened up by a "half god" in the past.

"The demigod of the half **** is about to open soon..."

On the holy peak of Wan Gu, two or three hundred sacred geniuses, looked up.

now.

What everyone saw was only the corner of the outline of the "Semi-God of the Dead" and presented two bronze gates.

"The semi-god relics, there are two entrances. One after the other."

Zhao Feng’s mind has relevant information.

current.

Two rusty bronze gates were held by Xuanzhen Shengzong and Qianyou Shengzong.

Secondly, it is the latter two stars.

嗡

The space interface, shaking again.

Fortunately, the space here is very stable, and it has built a large array of stable space.

In the field of vision.

The corner of the materialized "half-theological relics", sinking to the next sink, completely converted to the "Wangu Holy Peak"

“The corner of the legacy garden space is integrated into the peak of the ancient times.”

"The demigod of the half god, opened successfully"

In the void, a sacred god, from the Holy Land, many large and powerful.

"The semi-god relics, marching."

Nangong Sheng arrogant Lingyun, a horse first, turned into a dazzling silver dotted line, into the ancient rusted bronze door.

The same moment.

That nightmare, floating in the air, the only place to see the waterfall-like dreams of the blue silk, passed away.

The two super geniuses of the Holy and the Dream stand at a commanding height and enter the semi-god legacy garden at a speed unattainable by others.

嗖嗖嗖

The geniuses of the two great saints, each occupying a bronze gate, quickly entered the semi-god relics.

"Zhao Shidi, after entering the semi-god's legacy garden, you'd better be able to meet with the same disciple, so it is not easy to suffer..."

Dong Wenjian reminded me that he also leapt near the bronze gate.

Zhao Feng nodded and no longer hesitated. He left a purple electric wind in his place, and his figure disappeared.

"Sure enough, it is a purple wind and thunder."

Behind, Wan Leizong’s “Lei Zhen” has a cold feeling in the corner of his mouth.

嗡

With the genius of a holy place, entering the semi-god's remains, the two bronze gates, the dim light, faintly showing an unstable trend.

Until.

Two or three hundred sacred geniuses, all entered the semi-god relics, bronze gates, dim to the extreme.

Jingle

Two, bronze doors, closed at the same time.

On the peak of the ancient times, there is only one corner of the outline of the entity of the "half-dead garden."

Even if it is the king of the false gods, the great emperor, his gods are extremely difficult to penetrate into the semi-god's remains.

唰

Zhao Feng is in a deep shape and is in an ancient garden.

When.

In the semi-god's relics, a magnificent world of pressure has come to the fore.

"really."

Zhao Feng's figure, a little bit, he took a step.

In the semi-god relics, the level of space is high, far better than the holy land, and several levels higher than the ordinary island.

Related information, Zhao Feng has known in the past few days.

The same time period.

Many geniuses who entered the semi-god's relics have a skeleton.

"Good pressure"

Those sacred geniuses, the warehouse promoted into the semi-god relics, a flushed face, difficulty breathing.

With the cultivation of Xiaodan Yuanjing, it is impossible to fly in the semi-god relics.

Even if it is the Great Dan, it is very extravagant to fly here.

Also.

All kinds of powers are greatly suppressed here.

For example.

The outside world’s great Dan Yuanyuan, launching an out-of-range warfare technique, can sweep dozens of miles and destroy a small city.

However, in the semi-god's relics, Dan Yuanjing's scope moves up to a dozen feet. In addition, all aspects including speed are greatly restricted.