King of Gods

After giving the Queen of the Night a hundred herbs, the fountain of Zhao Feng’s hands, there are still nine copies left.

Among them, he plans to leave three copies for himself.

The first three copies of the hundred-source holy pulp, the first is to complete the fifth peak of the holy body of the body, the second is to break through the sacred land of the Lord, and the third is to break through the sixth layer of the holy body.

In fact, repeated use of Baiyuan Shengji, the effect will be greatly reduced.

Once more than three or even two, it is a waste of the value of the source.

"When the 'flame wind thunder, quenching body 魄, close to the peak of the five layers of the Eucharist, I will take another hundred source holy pulp, one to reach the five-layer limit of the holy body, for the future to break through the six layers of the Holy Lord and the Holy Body , lay the foundation."

Zhao Feng pondered for a moment, resisted the impulse, and put away the holy source of the hundred sources.

Before the promotion of the sixth layer of Shenglei body, the later he took Baiyuan Shengji, the greater its effect and subsequent potential.

Zhao Feng is waiting for the best time to come.

Inside the secret room.

Zhao Feng’s soul sea world is still absorbing the gods and robbing the force.

Due to the reason of "Wan Nian Shen", his practice, in addition to breaking through the moment, is generally divided into several ideas.

The absorption of God's robbery is basically a daily routine.

嗡

In the purple soul sea, there are more than 1,500 silk robbery marks, and a trace of fine thunder is created, which continues to quench the soul.

now.

Zhao Feng's purple soul sea, reaching the peak of the peak of the previous generation, and to be more condensed and strong.

The soul of the soul, almost beyond the scope of the emperor level, touches the soul level of the mysterious light.

"Now it's almost the same. You can use the real thing of the wind and thunder, and absorb the power of thunder."

Zhao Feng’s eyes flashed.

This world is rebuilt, his true yuan, not too fast to absorb the power of thunder, but to absorb the larger number of the basis of the thunderbolt, and have a certain level of understanding before they begin.

In the thunder of the purple soul sea, the differentiation of a trace of thunder and fine lines, into the real space.

The true Yuanhai space, the real yuan is magnificent.

If it is integrated into all the real elements, then the power of the thunder is greatly diluted.

Zhao Feng only chose "Yanzhifeng Lei".

Yanzhifeng Lei is the third kind of wind and thunder force, with the highest quality, strong attack power and the least number.

The purpose of this is to maximize the power of the "power of thunderbolt".

Just when Zhao Feng started this step.

Tianfeng Island, Wanghoufu, came an uninvited guest.

"Ok?"

When Zhao Feng is practicing, he only feels that the whole body is really qi and blood, and even the will of the soul has a heavy sense of indifference.

I don't know when, a great and boundless atmosphere affects the world where Wanghou House is located.

The existence of that breath is above all things, letting the air in the air stagnate and tremble, like if you are worshipping the sages.

Whether it is the external strength of the heavens and the earth, or its own true elements, including the blood, the will, the sword and other forces, can not escape the suppression of the strength of the breath.

"This breath..."

Zhao Feng looked up and his heart stunned.

I saw that the skylight within a few thousand miles was just a little bit dark and there was a illusion of "darkness coming."

At that moment, thousands of miles including Wanghoufu seemed to be overlapped by the dark world.

In the princely palace, everything is quiet, countless souls suppress suffocation, get stuck, and can’t speak at all.

That power, changed the sky, and the clothing of all things, never seen before.

Wang Houfu, a side hall.

"Nan Fengwang, this seat has only one purpose. I want to come to know you."

A black robe in the dark vortex, slowly opening.

His life level is like a sublime magic light, and his eyes are dark and boundless. Every will of the will contains the great power of the sky.

That voice, echoing in the void, seems to be the hegemon of the heavens and the earth, there is a hegemony that people can't violate.

In exchange for the general virtual state, in front of the voice master, I am afraid that even the ability to speak is not, the will, the breath, the blood, and so on, all are in the town, pressed

"Nine secluded Lord, you are respected as the sacred Lord of the sacred light, is it worth to be shot for a younger generation? Even if I want, the majesty of the royal family is inviolable."

Nan Feng Wang took a deep breath and slowly opened his mouth.

Under the invisible breath of the Lord's Lord, each of his breaths, each spit, is much heavier than usual.

This is still the other side, there is a certain convergence, there is no unscrupulous situation.

If not, the power of the Lord's level, full release, and the suppression of this side of the void, the entire princely palace, more than ninety-nine of the creatures will be instantly shocked to death.

The lord of the sacred light, after all, is standing at the peak of the times.

At ordinary times, it is extremely difficult to want to see them.

"That Zhao Feng is the name of the left-handed Tianjun who is famous for the earthquake. It is not a small generation. The loss of the palace will be compensated by the nine palaces. As for the majesty of the royal family, this seat will react to the Taihuang Temple, even Apologize to the door..."

The words of the nine sorcerers are not leaking, and the strong people are impeccable.

Moving out of the identity of "Zuo Yu Tian Jun" will eliminate the "nine secluded Lord" to be suspected of bullying.

The loss of the princes, the majesty of the royal family, the nine sorcerers will bear the burden.

The purpose of the nine secluded masters, only one - take Zhao Feng

Nanfeng Wang's face is cloudy and uncertain, and he shook his head slightly: "The demon Lord Zhao Feng is my friend. If I hand him over, ask, the people of the world, how to see me.

Yu Gong, Nan Feng Wang can not cope with the nine secluded Lord, then simply mention "private dating."

No matter what, he has to fight for the end.

"Henan Fengwang, are you not willing to give me face?"

Nine sorcerer's main face with anger, the whole body's dark vortex, a strange twist and wave.

boom

The blood of Nanfeng King’s blood is stagnation and the soul will be squeaky under the invisible oppression.

This is still him, to reach the level of the quasi-saint, in order to barely face the nine secluded Lord.

"In addition to the lord of the Zongmen world, ‘the sacred palace, who do I need to give to the Dagan royal family?”

Nanfeng Wang did not show weakness, and the body provoked an invisible force of air transport. In the void, he saw a looming dragon phoenix, squatting in his body.

Suddenly.

The pressure on him was sharply reduced.

"The power of the dynasty"

The nine secluded masters moved slightly, staring at Nanfeng Wang, and there was a haze on his face.

The power of Longyun is not the power of ordinary dynasty.

This is the vain power of the royal family, pure blood, can control. This is the root of the Dagan royal family, able to rule this world.

The nine secluded masters know that Nanfeng Wang is reminding him who is the master of the mainland.

The Nanfeng King of the Quasi-Lord, plus the power of the Dragon Movement, and even the Silkworm Silk Butterfly, even in the face of the Holy Land, also has the power to fight back.

Just as the two strong players, stuck in a stale moment.

"Wang Ye."

A purple-haired boy slowly entered the side hall.

Zhao Feng

The eyes of the King of Nanfeng and the Lord of the Nine Secrets were fixed on the boy.

Zhao Feng stood in the hall and felt that all the forces of this space were sealed by the breath of the dark light.

The level of life power of the nine sorcerers transcends the mortal body and sublimates to an unattainable level, which gives him the height to overlook the heavens and the earth, and to ignore the ants such as ants.

"You are Zhao Feng? If you don't want to be innocent, you will follow me."

The nine secluded masters are indifferent.

Under his gaze, Zhao Feng only felt the body and soul, a cold and heavy.

At this moment, every movement of Zhao Feng, including thinking consciousness, is much slower than usual.

Regardless of the outcome.

It can be expected that once confronted, Zhao Feng will be immediately suppressed.

"Well, I will follow you."

Zhao Feng’s eyes are calm and seem to be a compromise.

The nine secluded masters, this Zhao Feng, but even the top nine emperors of the Jiugui Palace, will be so arrogant to follow?

Nan Feng Wang's face changed: "Zhao Feng, don't be intimidated by him. I owe you a favor, you and I will join hands, even if it is the Lord of the Lights, there is also a battle.

indeed.

Zhao Feng and Nan Feng Wang joined forces, coupled with the cloud silk fairy butterfly, can fight with the nine secluded masters, at least have the power to deal with.

After all, the two men's combat power is far better than the top emperor, and even reach the level of quasi-saint.

This kind of situation is also what the nine secluded masters do not want to see.

He is not afraid of the joint efforts of Zhao Feng and Nan Feng Wang. The real taboo is the Dagan royal family. To be exact, it is the Imperial Palace.

"Thank you for your kindness, you can shelter me for a while, but you can't shelter me forever. Moreover, Wang Ye owes me the human feelings, I hope that after the king is promoted to Xuanguangjing."

Zhao Feng smiled slightly and rejected the good intentions of Nanfeng Wang.

He sighed in his heart, did not expect to wait for the invincible existence of the nine secluded Lord.

"Zhao Feng, you are going to..."

Nanfeng Wang’s eyes are condensed, unbelievable.

But with his understanding, Zhao Feng will not do things that are not sure.

唰

After the wind power shadow disappeared, Zhao Feng leaped to the sky above Wang Houfu and laughed loudly: "The level of the emperor is lonely and boring. I have been looking forward to this battle for a long time."

Rumble

At that moment, Zhao Feng’s eyes were stunned, and the soul level was accompanied by a roar.

His will, his blood, inflamed and burned up, ignited the long-lost war.

"A strong will"

"This Zhao Feng, even to the sacred Lord of the sacred light, face the challenge?"

In the princely palace, some strong people are shocked and eclipsed.

Nan Feng Wang’s heart was shocked, and he looked at the boy who was fighting high and fighting.

Such courage, such confidence, such a sharp spirit, even if he is the lord of the Lord, he is not as good as it is.

"Good boy, you know at a glance, you have never played against Xuan Guangjing."

Nine sorcerers are not angry and laugh.

唰

The afterimage was swayed, and a dark aurora, at the speed of lightning and lightning, quickly approached Zhao Feng.

Bangling -

Near the air film in the island, there was a shock that twitched the void interface.

I saw a tall, dark shadow, with a golden blue giant, a hard-faced blow.

Huh

The golden and blue giants, behind a pair of huge red thunder wings, Sheng Lei fist light sky, blood color yang, burning the sky.

When the confrontation came, the sound of the horrible cracks came from Zhao Feng’s surroundings.

Pun

Zhao Feng's blood tumbling, behind the red light wing, dim most of the time, almost directly shattered.

Just a confrontation, his true element and blood, almost shocked, and suppressed by the overbearing magic light that suppressed the heavens.

Fortunately, his body is rooted in the soul, condensed and tyrannical, this time has not been hit hard.

"The junior, who took my 40% strength, actually suffered only a slight injury. This seat acknowledges that some despise you..."

The dark magic shadow of the nine secluded masters, a little bit of a meal, and with the passing of the magical light of all things, hit Zhao Feng.