Chapter 725: Shocking the King (1)

That roaring sound, like an earthquake and natural disaster, can be felt faintly shaking thousands of miles away.

"boom--"

Looking from a distance, the core area of ​​the explosion seemed to have a blood-colored golden sun's self-destruction, a dazzling blood-flame golden light, raging for hundreds of miles.

The core area of ​​self-destruction faintly exudes a breath of ancient taboos.

The power of this self-destruction is more than twice as strong as in the demigod relics garden in the past.

To know.

The last self-destruction, its power obliterated a undead king.

And this time, Wen Luoan was a self-destruction of "full state", not a secret technique.

Because, along with his self-destruction, there is also the bloodline power of the Primordial Ten Thousand Clan List, and even its soul.

This shows how terrifying the power of this self-destruction is.

Even an ordinary emperor cannot retreat.

boom

Thousands of miles around, shrouded in a cloud of dust.

The entire micro-domain, its environmental climate, has been affected.

This mountain forest miniature domain is similar to the Eight Desolate Mountains, and its living space is roughly equivalent to the area of ​​the Thirteen Kingdoms of Hengyun.

In this domain, the strongest person is just a master of the Great Dan Yuanjing.

This kind of self-exploding power, its terrifying aura, makes some of the supreme existences of the Dan Yuan realm in this domain, one by one, trembling.

The dust covering thousands of miles has not dissipated for a long time.

"Zhao... Feng..."

At the core of the explosion, in the canyon that was razed to the ground, there was a terrifying and chilling sound.

That voice was hoarse and extremely cold, as if it came from the Nine Serenities Hell.

I see.

A dead figure wearing a dark gold crown stood on the spot, dressed in a wide black robe, moving with the wind.

The Emperor of Death stood there, seemingly unscathed.

However.

His complexion was extremely gloomy, and a pair of dark and boundless eyes shrank indefinitely.

within sight.

In the entire canyon, in addition to the death emperor, several death guards, and even the corpses were wiped out.

There seems to be an invisible force field where the Emperor of Death stands, and even the ground under his feet does not leave any obvious traces.

Such a terrifying strength is enough to shock some great emperors in the Holy Land of the Spirit Domain.

"Bai... Bai Lin"

The Emperor of Death suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed.

If the white-eyed girl is also within a radius of hundreds of miles, she will definitely die.

She does not have the strength and survivability of the Death Guard.

The death of the third disciple, Wen Luoan, has brought great shame to the Emperor of Death.

What a mockery and insult to watch a disciple who has been cultivated for many years explode in front of his own eyes, but there is no time to stop him.

And all of this was dominated by that Zhao Feng.

But if the "white-eyed girl" with the Eye of Destiny also dies in self-destruction, then the loss will be heavy

Think about it here.

The Great Emperor of Death groaned, his complexion even worse.

Although the self-destruction just now did not cause him any direct damage, it was also a certain backlash when he used a weak body to forcefully activate the secret technique and defend himself.

This is undoubtedly worse for the Emperor of Death who needs to rest.

"Bai Lin"

The Emperor of Death forcibly activated his spiritual sense, covering thousands of miles around.

"Master... Master"

A timid voice came from the distant sky.

Looking up, the little girl with white pupils, her face was a little pale, she was terrified, and she fell down.

"It's better not to die"

The Emperor of Death couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The little girl with white eyes deserves to have the "eye of destiny", and has a keen sense of smell for ominous and auspicious crises.

Before Wen Luoan blew herself up, the little girl with white pupil "just" went out to play.

Luck is also part of destiny.

For the white-eyed girl who has the "eye of destiny", she even has the ability to capture "destiny".

"Zhao Feng... I'm afraid this is your real purpose."

The death emperor's dark and boundless eyes stared at the direction of the Pirate Holy Land.

The corners of his mouth evoked a hint of coldness.

As long as the Eye of Destiny is still on his side, the Death Emperor will have a great chance of winning.

"Third Senior Brother... I want to avenge you."

In the eyes of the white-eyed girl, there was a rare trace of hatred.

The time that Senior Brother Wen accompanied her seemed to be vivid in his mind. The sunny young man who always smiled brightly and took care of her meticulously lingered in his mind.

The face of the white-eyed girl gradually had some serious and serious expressions.

"Bai Lin, how is your prediction going?"

asked the Emperor of Death.

This girl with the pupil of destiny has always been indifferent, and it is rare to see her serious.

"The clues and information are gradually increasing. I will definitely be able to capture the trace of his fate."

The white-eyed girl held a paintbrush and bit her lip.

With Zhao Feng's escape route and the battle with the Necromancer, the amount of information he has exposed is increasing.

Endless Void Sea, at the other end of the distance.

swoosh

The ghost corpse ship galloped away in one direction at a stable high speed.

Captain's interior.

"pity……"

Zhao Feng sat cross-legged, showing a trace of regret.

The moment after Wen Luo'an's self-destruction, Zhao Feng also got a blurry picture through Ming Xin Yin.

The power of the Death Emperor is beyond imagination.

And in the range of self-destruction, there is no breath of the white-eyed girl.

However, Wen Luoan's self-destruction was Zhao Feng's first real counterattack after facing death.

in the past.

When Zhao Feng faced death, he was passively fleeing, or fighting against the backwater.

And this time.

Zhao Feng not only greatly created the right-hand man of the Death Emperor, but also directly attacked the Death Emperor, forming a certain counterattack.

"Skull Hall Master, change the route a little."

Zhao Feng suddenly said.

The owner of the Eye of Destiny brought him a warning sign.

He can no longer go straight to the Tianshengqin Palace along the straight distance.

Next.

Zhao Feng asked the Skeleton Hall Master to "irregularly" change the route halfway through.

The end point remains the same, but the process route changes irregularly.

Zhao Feng took this action based on an intuition.

"Master, according to the new route, the journey will be farther, and it will take another year to reach the Tianshengqin Palace.

The main road of the Skull Hall.

"that's it."

Zhao Feng nodded.

In the next year, he will devote himself to meditation.

Zhao Feng closed his eyes and began to retreat.

nowadays.

Except for the amount of real essence, Zhao Feng is stronger than the average False God King in every aspect.

In order to speed up the accumulation of true essence, Zhao Feng sorted out some loot in the ancient iron ring.

Actually.

Since the opportunity of the secret realm, Zhao Feng's capital at hand has basically been exhausted.

Some of his remaining resources and precious materials were later plundered.

But reaching this level, the resources that can promote Zhao Feng's cultivation are becoming less and less.

Two months have passed.

Zhao Feng drank all the remaining Longyan Wine and Dianyun Wine, but the effect was not significant.

After all, Zhao Feng's Scarlet Destruction True Essence has reached the strength of a king, and is slightly better than the ordinary False God realm.

"There is still the last half glass of Illusory Spirit Wine left."

In Zhao Feng's palm, a purple crystal cup appeared.

grunt

Zhao Feng drank the last half of the Illusory Spirit Wine.

After several months of tempering and killing, Zhao Feng's artistic conception has completely stabilized; there is still diligence in stability.

After drinking the phantom wine, a strong sense of wine enveloped Zhao Feng's soul consciousness.

Essentially.

The power of the phantom wine is absorbed by the soul, and the drunkenness directly acts on the consciousness of the soul.

soon.

Zhao Feng's mind and consciousness entered a mysterious and mysterious realm of emptiness.

Within a few breaths.

Zhao Feng's spiritual mood has a sense of sublimation, and his understanding of the harmony with the universe has greatly improved.

Of course, the improvement of this mood is temporary and short-lived.

Zhao Feng seized the time to concentrate fully, and entered into that state of comprehension.

After ten breaths.

That kind of drunkenness, from the highest peak, receded a little bit.

After half a cup of tea.

Zhao Feng's spiritual consciousness completely returned to clarity, and he shook his head and sighed.

Reaching his current realm level, the effect of the magic wine is far less intense than the first time, and the effect is relatively small.

The perception just now, only a slight improvement in Zhao Feng's spiritual mood.

but.

In the spiritual mood, in the process of approaching the Great Perfection of the False God, even a slight improvement is rare.

"My understanding of the artistic conception of heaven and earth should surpass that of most kings now."

Zhao Feng nodded slightly.

Come to think of it, only the Great Emperor of the False God Realm can suppress Zhao Feng in terms of artistic conception.

After the artistic conception is improved, Zhao Feng's cultivation speed will also increase accordingly.

In the next month or two, Zhao Feng's cultivation level was steadily improving.

It's a pity that the resources on hand that can promote advanced cultivation are becoming less and less.

In the fourth month of leaving the Pirate King Holy Land.

Zhao Feng's real Yuan reserves reached the peak limit of Dan Yuanjing.

In the next period of time, Zhao Feng could completely break through to the False God realm at any time.

"Being promoted to the king, although I can't make a qualitative leap in my strength, my cultivation base will be greatly deepened, and it will no longer be a burden..."

Zhao Feng murmured.

True Yuan strength, soul level, spiritual mood, any aspect, Zhao Feng has reached the False God level

The only thing he lacked was the amount of True Yuan.

Previously, Zhao Feng had to fight the battle with the king level quickly.

Captain's interior.

Zhao Fengli completely stepped into the False God realm, only half a layer of membrane away.

And the precious resources that he had on hand were basically exhausted.

this day.

Zhao Feng closed his eyes, and his consciousness entered the invisible vortex in the center of the purple soul sea.

swish

Zhao Feng stepped into this ancient and primitive land again.

Up to now, the repelling force of the Dreamland Taikoo towards Zhao Feng is getting smaller and smaller.

Especially after integrating into the bloodline of the "Xuan Bing Scale Clan" on the Primordial Ten Thousand Clan Ranking, this repulsive force plummeted.

In this way, Zhao Feng's combat power in the Primordial Dreamland will be even stronger.

blah blah blah

Zhao Feng walked quickly, stepping on the grass and approaching the woods in front of him.

After a moment.

rub

Zhao Feng jumped into the woods.

In the woods, there are many aboriginal beasts in the immemorial dreamland, all perilous.

Zhao Feng opened the eyes of the gods and avoided some large beasts in advance.

At this stage, the flesh and blood of ordinary beasts, or spring water, is of little help to Zhao Feng.

He wants to explore new resources

After entering the woods, Zhao Feng's speed slowed down slightly.

During this period, Zhao Feng encountered a lurking poisonous snake, a golden leopard, and solved it without any risk.

Explore for half a day.

Zhao Feng got his wish and saw a towering tree with fruit.

Perhaps it was due to the climate. In the entire forest, the rest of the trees did not grow fruit, and even the leaves were somewhat withered.

Only this towering tree has an unusual breath, with dozens of bright yellow and red fruits.

But near this big tree, there was a dead silence, and there was a depressing and disturbing aura.