King of Gods

In the face of Kong Feizhen, Liu Tianfan is waiting for the unprecedented caution and dignity.

The test has just begun.

"Ziyan body"

Liu Tianfan's body surface is covered with a layer of dark purple smear, and the flaming flame is blooming.

Perhaps it is the opponent, too strong, Liu Tianfan opened the game, showing the combat power, it is better than Zhao Feng's battle.

唰

When the color of the light flashed, Kong Feizhen came to Liu Tianfan with an elegant step.

It seems to be slow, but in fact, the speed of Zhao Feng's wings of the wind and thunder is only slow.

嘣嗡

A color of crystal clear light feather shadow, from the hands of Kong Feizhen's jade hand, as if a hundred flowers bloom, brilliant, 斩中柳天凡.

Shout

After completing the "Ziyan body", Liu Tianfan made a double fist and pushed two deep purple flame dragons that were staggered and burned. The raging roar, the high temperature of inflammation, was enough to instantly burn the general Xiaodan Yuanjing.

"It seems that when Liu Tianfan fought with me, he still did not play his best."

Zhao Feng whispered.

In any case, Liu Tianfan is repairing more than him. In addition, Zhao Feng's speed and mobility, the control of the situation, is also a limiting factor.

嘣咔

On the arena, there was a cracking sound.

Liu Tianfan was shocked and stunned, his body shape exploded, and he was embarrassed.

I saw that the purple-stained armor on his body was smashed by Confucius.

Kong Feizhen's movements are elegant and calm, and the jade hand gently waves, it is a glimpse of the bright and shining light feathers.

The shadow of the light feathers, the mysterious and noble flames of faintness, has gradually become more substantive.

Wow

Liu Tianfan spit out a blood without supporting three tricks.

"The first true transmission of the sacred sects is worthy of the name."

"That Kong Feifei has not used the blood of the royal road, he played Liu Tianfan, and did not fight back."

There was a horror in the field.

Many disciples have been shocked by the powerful strength of Confucius.

"Confucius, not only did not use the blood of the emperor, but did not do his best."

Zhao Feng is more precise.

This feeling is like the situation when Zhao Feng and Huang Yunhu met.

"End, Liu Tianfan, your strength, there is not much progress..."

Kong Feizhen chuckled.

When the voice falls, the half-step king will, carrying an invisible prototype of Wei Li, oppressing one side of the void.

嗡

Kong Feizhen, faintly enveloped a huge seven-color light feather outline, fully extended dozens of feet, beautiful and magnificent.

"This is the blood of Confucius."

Zhao Feng was slightly surprised.

"Peng"

Liu Tianfan's body, like a piece of paper, was pushed by Kong Feiyu, and he vomited blood to fly out of the arena.

"Confucius won the victory" the referee declared.

There is no suspense in this battle.

If Kong Feifei is not releasing water, Liu Tianfan is afraid that he will not insist on one or two strokes.

"Confucius, the genius of the Imperial List is 298."

In Zhao Feng’s memory, there is relevant information.

After all, Wan Shengzong has the glory and heritage of Samsung, the chief truth-telling disciple, not losing to those Samsung sects.

Among the geniuses of the Imperial League, the lowest is the half-step Dan Yuanjing, or the peak of the Great Dan.

From this, we can speculate that the top 100 Luo Zun, what kind of combat power.

Secret Arena.

Over time, the number of Zongmen disciples who have been eliminated is increasing.

From two hundred to one hundred and five, from one hundred five to one hundred.

The number of geniuses who participated in the test was getting fewer and fewer.

So come.

The probability of Zhao Feng meeting with Kong Feiyu is increasing a little.

According to the rules of the trial selection, there will be no closer than the opponents tried.

Finally, two days before the trial is about to end.

Zhao Feng and Kong Feizhen met.

"I am very interested in your true strength."

Confucius looked like a smile.

Before the trial began, her half-step will, when she was testing Zhao Feng, had a feeling of sinking into the sea.

She always felt that when she was fighting Liu Tianfan, it was not the true details and strength of Zhao Feng.

"I surrender."

Zhao Feng underestimated, with Confucius and the referee, took a face and jumped off the arena.

This scene, let Kong Feiqi have a feeling of being choked, slamming.

The rest of the spectators are also awkward.

According to the usual case, since Zhao Feng has the strength to win the top three of the true sacred sects, no matter whether he wins or loses, he should have a few moves with Kong Fei.

But did not expect that Zhao Feng would be so crisp and decisive.

In the secret space, the two kings who presided over the trial were also somewhat regrettable.

The two virtual kings of the gods, can't see, Zhao Feng has some secrets, I am afraid some cards and secrets, do not want to be exposed.

The more it is, the suspense of Zhao Feng’s body is curious.

"When you enter the illusion space, see if you have not exposed the bottom."

Kong Feiyu snorted and walked down the arena with disappointment.

In Wan Shengzong, the disciple's new generation, she is invincible, the only encounter with an invisible Zhao Feng, a little interest.

But the other party, do not fight with her. This is really annoying.

Two days later, the magical trial ended.

After more than 20 days of repeated elimination, there were finally sixty elite elite disciples who were screened out.

Zhao Feng visually observed the crowd and did not find the "Wan Rong" teacher.

It is also reasonable to use the teacher of Wan Shi and the first-time master-level training.

Wherever the eyes are, the sixty disciples, the lowest of them are the peaks of God or the half-step Danyuan

These disciples, at least, have a half-step Dan Yuanjing.

Huang Yunhu and Guang Shixiong are also listed.

嗖嗖嗖

Through the trial of the disciples, they have left the secret space. Those who have been eliminated will leave when they leave.

Not much time.

A total of 60 disciples elite appeared in the ancient mountains.

"Zhao Shidi, congratulations on passing the illusion test, you must grasp this opportunity."

Wan Rong Shi sister, waiting at the mountain.

Although her mood is low, but the blessing to Zhao Feng from the heart is a blessing from the heart.

Zhao Feng sighed in his heart. At that time, in order to conceal some of his own secrets, he used the control of the heart to make Wan Rong’s sister feel good about himself.

Today, Wan Rong’s sister’s affection for him is increasing.

After all, that handsome young boy has risen and grown step by step in her eyes, becoming a star-studded star.

However, Master Wan Rong, who has self-knowledge, is farther and farther away from her and Zhao Feng.

"With more than a month, the magical space will open. Go back, be solid and consolidate, and study the information about the magical space."

The two kings, over the mountains, confessed one or two sentences, and they disappeared.

After the "Spiritual Trial", each disciple can receive a confidential information about the fantasy space in the Zongmen.

Zhao Feng also got this information.

In a hurry to swept this so-called confidential information, Zhao Feng could not help but disappointed to shake his head.

Obviously, this information is worse than the one that Nanfeng Wang gave him, regardless of the amount of content or depth.

Zhao Feng expected that some kings or disciples of the Great can get deeper information secrets.

For the royal family's information about the magical space, Zhao Feng has already been thoroughly understood.

As Nan Fengwang said, the world’s exploration of the “magic space” may be less than one tenth.

"There is still more than a month, and the current foundation is improved."

Zhao Feng whispered.

After returning to the residence, Zhao Feng immediately opened the big array and erected a closed sign.

More than a month later.

Under the conditions of sufficient resources, Zhao Feng has devoted himself to cultivation and cultivation is also a rapid progress.

A month later.

Zhao Feng’s cultivation was completed in the middle of Xiaodan’s realm.

Of course, repairing for high-speed advancement, there are also a lot of resources behind the consumption.

Zhao Feng's "Five Elements Wind Thunder", the practice, the foundation, the fire, is also more and more profound.

But now.

His wind and thunder, stuck in the fifth layer of the peak, has not yet broken through the sixth floor.

"It is repaired, limiting the speed of the wind and thunder."

Zhao Feng whispered.

If he cultivated to the Great Danyuan, even the peak of Xiaodan Yuanjing, perhaps the wind and thunder, has broken through to the sixth floor.

This month.

The cultivation of Zhao Feng’s "Jin Kun Sheng Lei Body" has not stopped.

Through the "dream selection", Zhao Feng gradually tasted the benefits of physical tyranny.

The body is really powerful, it can be completely ruthless, ignoring each other's realm, blood, directly rolling

This is the case with the half-god children of the year.

The half-god young child, when the king is repaired, the physical strength of the Holy Spirit can suppress the body of the dead emperor.

Zhao Feng’s holy body is stronger than Jin Kun’s body.

The "Sheng Lei" that Zhao Feng cultivated will contain the attributes of "Thunder" and reach a certain level. Wherever the flesh passes, everything will be turned into a radiance by the thunder in the body.

Even Zhao Feng does not need to shoot, attacking his opponent, will be wiped out.

In the future, with the completion of the five elements of the wind and thunder, the Shenglei body has a strong inexhaustible attack on the five elements of various forces.

nowadays.

Zhao Feng has only been repaired into a thunder of water, and he has certain immunity against the attack of ice and water.

If he has also repaired the wind of the wood, the thunder of fire, and the quenching, there will be immunity against the corresponding attributes.

As a "sacred body", it attacks the thunder, has the strongest immunity, and can even absorb the lightning.

At the beginning, the thunder of the Thousand Leizong was the wind and thunder attack that could absorb Zhao Feng.

"Once the "Jin Kun Sheng Lei", cultivated to Dacheng or above, I will definitely be more powerful in dealing with the power of God's robbery one day in the future."

Zhao Feng is full of embarrassment and confidence in the future.

Time is passing fast.

Seeing that the time when the magical space is open is constantly approaching.

The last few days.

Zhao Feng stopped practicing, simply entered the dream too ancient, and ingested more dreams than the ancient world.

His body and blood, his degree of return to the ancestors, is also slowly increasing.

These days, Zhao Feng’s “Blood Blood” has increased blood purity and awakening.

One night before the opening of the magic space.

Wan Shengzong, on a huge dark base, one hundred elites of Zongmen, are waiting quietly.

“The magical space is gradually pushing and overlapping with the world around the mainland.”

"The time of the connection may be advanced or delayed."

The Zongmen elite present at the scene whispered.

Zhao Feng gave a general glance. Among the 100 places in Wan Shengzong, there are thirty-five seniors.

the strange thing is.

Among these people, there is actually a veteran king of the virtual gods, who is relatively young and only 50 or 60 years old.

Zhao Feng guessed that there should be any way for Wan Shengzong to pay the price, and the king of the virtual gods would be forced into the magical space.

"At this time, some of the mainland's sects, families, including the royal family, should be successful. We are going to be slower near the coast."

Near the base of the station, several figures in the brilliance of Wei Li, whispered.