King of Gods

"Teaching?"

Zhao Feng’s heart is awkward and almost awkward.

Zhao Yufei on the eve of the day can be different.

When the blood of her spiritual family awakens, breaking the barriers of the realm and challenging the king, it is like a miracle.

Just before the First World War, Zhao Feng’s eyes were very clear.

No matter whether Nangong Sheng or Zhao Yufei’s combat power is enough, he can only look up before going to bed; he can say that he has opened several streets.

"How...I don’t dare?"

Zhao Yufei cleverly laughs and sighs.

Zhao Feng turned a blind eye.

"From the Zhao nationality in his youth, your figure, once let Yu Fei, can only be pursued."

Zhao Yufei's eyelashes are trembled, and on the face, there are a few memories.

"Yuyang City... Zhao..."

Zhao Feng whispered.

I have been stunned for so many years.

The powerful Zhao people in the eyes of the past, now recall, what a distant childhood?

now.

The relationship between the two is as good as it is.

the difference is.

At this time, the two stood on the genius of many groups.

Under Zhao Yufei's "exciting", Zhao Feng is still calm, but only reveals a few memories.

"Okay, I accept your challenge."

Zhao Feng smiles and is as confident as ever.

Although, he faced Zhao Yufei at this time, there is not much chance of winning.

Zhao Yufei looked at him, there was a moment of dullness in the clearing, and a small blush on the little face.

The image of the blue-haired youth in the eyes of the eyes seems to have never changed.

"Start"

Duanmu the great emperor smiled, and a great emperor, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, who were surrounded by the body.

唰

As the foreground of the eye swayed, several people were in a pale blue space.

In the field of vision, a green and green, hillside, grassland, water, forest.

"Master, here is the space you opened up?"

Zhao Feng showed a hint of surprise.

The space in front of us is not an illusion, but a real materialization, full of a vast array of wood power.

of course.

Compared with the Purple Holy Relics and the Semi-God Relics, this material space is still a prototype.

The gap between the king and the great emperor, the Lord and the demigod, is clear at a glance.

The general king is to shape the space field at most, but it is not a real material space.

The great emperor can materialize the space of the field.

"It's nothing unusual. With your current soul level and god's advantage, it's not too far away to shape the space."

Duanmu Qing smiled.

To shape the space field, the most important thing is to have a strong soul and a level of artistic conception.

Can I do that?

Zhao Feng is somewhat unexpected, but I think that a long time ago, I could build a space for the ban and a labyrinth, even though those are the spaces for spiritual illusion.

but.

As long as the soul and realm are strong, the space of spiritual shaping can also be domainized and even materialized.

Duanmuqing, as the great emperor, can materialize the space of the field.

Of course, he is only materialized.

Such a space can barely be called a private "small world."

But in reality, there is no world system.

There is also a certain gap between the material inside and the real material outside.

This is like the difference between flowers and decorative flowers, true mountains and rockeries.

Zhao Feng’s eyes of the gods, after this great change, their horizons are far more than ever.

"To be able to do this step is a legendary means for the Brahman billions of practitioners.

Zhao Feng converged his mood.

When he breaks through the king, he will try to shape the field space.

Great space.

A piece of green hills and green land.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei are far away.

"I will limit your ability."

Duanmu Qing opened the road.

His thoughts moved, and the power of heaven and earth came to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng is a sinking body.

Here is the small world of the Great Emperor, and the will of Duanmu Qing represents the "God of Heaven".

"Strength is suppressed to one tenth."

Duanmu Qing nodded.

If you do not limit your strength, Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei, the king's fighting power, I am afraid that his small space will be dazzled.

"Zhao Fengge, you have to be careful."

Zhao Yufei grinned and smiled, and the purple radiant glow of his body turned into a purple streamer, which flashed away.

So fast

Zhao Feng’s **** eye can understand Zhao Yufei’s speed trajectory.

To know.

In the space of the Great, the strength of the two was suppressed to one tenth.

In this case, Zhao Yufei can still have such a speed, which is really extraordinary.

"Purple electric wind ring"

Zhao Feng sighed softly, his body lingered with a dazzling purple electric wind, a dazzling purple ring of aura, rushing in all directions.

puff

Zhao Yufei's purple crystal glow, the intensity is amazing, hard against the purple electric aura.

Ignoring Zhao Feng's purple wind thunder

Zhao Feng suddenly looked up.

Then, a familiar fragrance is close at hand.

Snapped

Zhao Yufei Yu hand wave, purple Jingxia swallows, squatting toward Zhao Feng.

When.

Zhao Feng’s body is really bloody, with a sense of suffocation and poor operation.

Regardless of the true meta level or the blood power, Zhao Yufei pressured him.

"broken"

Zhao Feng shouted, the surface of the body condensed a layer of dark purple texture, water blue ripples swaying.

Blood vein defense, as well as the blood of the water, are launched in unison.

Simultaneously.

In the palm of Zhao Feng, a red-colored wind thunder emerged, and the punch was like a burning red storm.

"Red wind and thunder."

The eyes of Duanmu the Great, slightly bright.

Zhao Feng’s red wind and thunder, complete entry, and master two or three minutes of fire.

噗

That purple radiant glow, radiant, a kind of arrogance of the momentum of the Uighurs, shredded red

Peng - Teng Teng Teng

Zhao Feng retired three steps, blood and blood.

The true elements of the two are not at all a level.

If Zhao Feng has a defensive blood, the life body is slightly better than the ordinary king, I am afraid it has been shot.

"It is the blood of the spiritual family."

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, this battle, the pressure is great.

Although his gods' eyes have undergone great changes, they have not helped the power of the material level.

Zhao Yufei has no flaws in attack, speed and defense.

"Hey, I used four or five percent of my strength."

Zhao Yufei smiled like a flower.

From the Zhao nationality, all the way to the present, she is still the first time, obviously suppressing Zhao Feng.

"Wing of the Wind and Thunder"

Behind Zhao Feng, a pair of wind and thunder wings are extended, like the burning red-violet wing, which has a scent of destruction.

唰

Zhao Feng’s speed and offensive have been greatly improved.

this moment.

His combat power is almost equal to the level of the king.

Zhao Feng takes a close combat and can exert his strengths in physical strength.

Zhao Yufei, despite the strength of the real yuan, reached the level of the king, but the level of life, physical strength, is not as good as Zhao Feng.

Bang

The red-colored wind thunder and the purple glaze, the collision and the explosion, the horrible air, Yu Wei, left a hole of several tens of feet in the original place.

This is still the strength of the two, being suppressed to one tenth.

"Zhao Feng's cultivation is only close to the mid-term of the Great Dan. In the rain, the lowest is the repair of the half-step king."

Duanmu the Great sighed.

This battle, Zhao Feng lost, nothing unusual.

"The gap is too big, unless I am promoted to the late stage of the Great Dan, the purple squalor is more than 50%."

Zhao Feng whispered.

Even if he launched the wing of the wind and thunder, he could barely reconcile with Zhao Yufei.

With the spiritual "spiritual" physique, Zhao Feng's attack is difficult to break Zhao Yufei's defense.

Not only can he not do it, but Nangong Sheng, the first genius of the Holy Land, can’t do it.

It seems that Zhao Yufei has not done his best.

After a hundred strokes.

Zhao Feng's forehead, sweating, and shortness of breath.

Zhao Yufei did not change his face, the Taikoo Wanzui list, the top 20 mythology blood, let her stand out from the blood and genius between heaven and earth.

"I surrender."

Zhao Feng calmed down and stopped the battle.

There is no point in playing it again. Even if Zhao Yufei does not do his best, it consumes energy and consumes Zhao Feng.

"Put away? Your blood is not seen."

Zhao Yufei snorted.

The eye of Zhao Feng’s gods has obviously risen one level after this change.

but.

In the battle just now, Zhao Feng did not use the eyes of the gods.

"My god's eye, this transformation, is more inclined to the soul system. And the soul level of the battle, too dangerous

Zhao Feng shook his head.

If it is a physical injury, even if it is heavy, it is also very good for the Great Emperor.

What's more, Duanmuqing, proficient in wood, is good at healing.

"The eyes of the gods? It is also worthy of the name."

Duanmuqing noodles with sinking.

"Do not"

Zhao Yufei did not give in, his eyes were firm: "This war is not over yet."

She has confidence in herself.

Zhao Yufei wants to defeat Zhao Feng in the "complete state."

"Okay, but I am the most, only three strokes."

Zhao Feng is slightly helpless.

"it is good."

This time, Duanmu Qing answered for Zhao Yufei.

Soul martial arts, too dangerous, can be called taboo.

Zhao Feng only used three strokes, apparently wanting to point to it.

call

Zhao Feng has a lavender hair, no wind, no sorrow, and a beautiful dream.

Zhao Yufei, the level of the mind, is a glimpse.

The next brake.

Zhao Feng’s Zuo Lili faintly reveals a deep and foggy purple fantasy world, and the horrible soul is running through the heavens and the earth.

that moment.

The heavens and the earth are stagnation, the soul level, there is a kind of suppression of suffocation, which gives people a sense of worship.

"A strong soul is powerful"

Not only Zhao Yufei, even in her small world, the Purple Holy Spirit is moving and losing voice.

Bang

The soul level is shocked, and a vain "purple illusion" is faintly visible, carrying a horrible power and oppressing the heavens and the earth.

That "purple illusion" is different from the emptiness of the sky. This is a pure form of spiritual will.

Moreover, it is a more special willpower

"not good"

Zhao Yufei runs the small world and the will of the half-step king to fight.

Her heart, a cold chill, her mind was suppressed.

Bang

Her half-step king's will, fragile as a baby, was instantly defeated.

Even if there is a small world behind her, more is a counterbalance to the power of heaven and earth, and the willpower of this soul system seems to be powerless.

Small space.

Zhao Feng stands in the same place, with only one eye-opening will, forming an overwhelming force, and a more terrifying soul oppression.

"This Zhao Feng, what is the metamorphosis in the end. He is a lord in his district, and he has bred a will."

The "semi-god young child" in the ancient iron ring was shocked and chilling.

I am afraid that Zhao Feng’s willpower, on the soul level, can suppress the king.

More paradox, some taboo souls.

Can be sure.

Zhao Feng’s willpower can directly kill the Lord and the half-step king under the king.