Chapter 625 Holy Land Lingfeng

"It appeared again, this time..."

The aura of death crisis in Zhao Feng's heart and soul was unprecedentedly strong.

From afar, there are more than one or two senses of death token, especially one of them, makes Zhao Feng tremble, and there is a feeling of suffocation and solidification in his soul.

Even the blue-robed king of the Jinshan Sect had a feeling and his expression moved.

Zhao Feng's heart is awe-inspiring. It is foreseeable that the pursuer this time is definitely not an ordinary death guard.

swish

Zhao Feng's divine eyes returned to normal, and he could see into the distance. He couldn't help gasping for air.

The distant heaven and earth were penetrated by a huge layer of gray death aura, obscuring the sky and the sun, and the vitality of the heaven and earth seemed to solidify.

in view.

Four death guards, surrounded by the figure of a tall king, lingered in the phantom light, like a hell demon.

A will of death that surpasses all things, pierces through space, spans thousands of miles of sea, and descends here.

"Death target... You will indeed come to the Holy Land."

A cold and empty voice seemed to come from the nine secluded hells, shaking the soul level.

At that moment.

The geniuses of the Jinshan Sect on the Golden Scaled Dragon Boat were shaken physically and mentally, their minds seemed to be swallowed up by the endless darkness and silence, and their lives were so humble and insignificant.

That will to die is still aimed at Zhao Feng.

"Dead King"

Zhao Feng's body and mind were tense, his scalp was numb, and a burning aura of death swept his body.

Under the Emperor of Death, four undead kings and thirty-six death guards.

Among them, the cultivation base of the four undead kings is as high as the king of virtual gods.

Fortunately.

Zhao Feng's physique and bloodline are extremely tyrannical, and the soul level is protected by the eyes of the gods. Under the pressure of the death will of the "Necromancer", it is easier than some other lords.

"Humph"

The blue-robed king's expression darkened slightly, as if he was displeased. A mighty sea-like False God's will soared into the sky and collided with the will of death.

all of a sudden.

Two phantom gods are intertwined between heaven and earth.

Immediately.

The vast sky is filled with a dazzling light blue and a dead darkness, two completely different breaths.

In that case, it was as if the heaven and the earth were split into two parts, forming two unique domains.

The golden scale dragon boat was guarded by the dazzling blue sky and earth domain, blocking the illusory power from the undead king.

"Is this... the mighty power of the king?"

On the golden scale dragon boat, many strong people are shocked.

The mighty power of the two kings, each occupying a field of heaven and earth, covering the sky and the sun, is boundless.

If any of these mighty powers come, it can crush and obliterate the Lord of Dan Yuanjing.

"This kind of realm..."

Zhao Feng's heart trembled, his senses were suppressed, only the eyes of the gods could barely discern the mighty power of the two kings

The soul breath of the two kings, under the guidance of the will of the False God, has merged into the boundless and vast sky, and every move is integrated into the heaven and the earth, with infinite power and power, and penetrates the material level of the soul.

That kind of realm is beyond the shackles of life; the transformation of the soul takes a leap, roaming the void and stepping into the boundless universe.

Transcend from the tiny living individual to the heaven, earth and the universe.

"That is the ideal realm of 'the unity of heaven and man, where man and heaven and earth are not separated from each other, truly transcending the individual life, beyond the limitations of the flesh..."

Among the Myriad Ghost Pearls, the head of the Skull Hall was trembling, not knowing whether it was fear or excitement.

As for the realm of the False God realm king, he only heard that the "Red Moon Cult Master" mentioned it.

Even if it was the Sect Master Chiyue, at his peak, he was only a half-step king, only touching the skin of the king's realm.

"It's too strong. This is no longer the power that a person can have... Even if it is hundreds of thousands of Dan Yuanjing, in front of the king's power, it is no different from an ant."

Zhao Feng also gave birth to a sense of insignificance.

boom

Suddenly, a loud noise that shook the heavens and the earth came from the sky above the sky, most of which originated from the soul level, but penetrated into the material level.

"As expected of the undead king"

The blue-robed king swayed, and he was in the void of light, making people unable to see his expression.

But Zhao Feng, who has the eyes of the gods, can see that the blue-robed king of the Jinshan Sect has suffered some small losses.

"I am the 'Black Prison King', one of the four undead kings under the Emperor of Death, and under the order of the Emperor, to arrest the younger generation."

In the distance, the tall king shrouded in flames did not come close.

The will of the two kings secretly compete in the sky.

Zhao Feng's divine eyes could vaguely see the sweat on the forehead of the blue-robed king, as well as the shock on his face.

And the tall king who called himself the "King of the Black Prison" was at ease.

The two kings, after a brief tentative confrontation, communicated on an invisible level.

"In the confrontation just now, this seat only used 60% of its strength. Your sect, if you can hand over the death target, you can get the favor of the 'Death Emperor, a full shot..."

The Black Prison King said indifferently.

"Hey, the Great Emperor of Death is a subordinate who wants my Jinshan Sect to submit. In the future, what face will this Sect have to stand in the Holy Land?"

The blue-robed king sneered.

The two kings, communication and negotiation at the invisible level, outsiders cannot hear.

But Zhao Feng has a feeling that his destiny is being controlled by others.

The fate of his life and death will be determined by the negotiation between the two kings.

However, it was unexpected.

The blue-robed king did not succumb to the undead king.

"You retreat first and return to the Holy Land Spirit Peak..."

The blue-robed king gave Zhao Feng a deep look, and gave orders to everyone in the Jinshan Sect.

"Walk"

Old White-bearded Li, three half-step kings, with hundreds of people on the golden scale dragon boat, flew towards the huge halo that was suspended in the void.

Among them, Zhao Feng was also included.

The blue-robed king stood proudly by the entrance of the light and covered everyone from entering.

The King of Black Prison and the four death guards were still thousands of miles away, and they did not attack rashly.

The great power of the two kings lingered in the sky, confronting each other, and did not confront each other again.

the whole process.

The blue-robed king looked coldly at the Black Prison King and the four death guards.

"retreat"

The King of Black Prison turned and flew away with four death guards on his face, expressionless.

"Lord Necromancer, just gave up?"

"With your strength, you should be able to overwhelm that king."

Several dead guards were puzzled.

"This is Zhenwu Holy Land, not our Wansen Holy Land area. Moreover, the strong sects that can enter the Holy Land are no trivial matter. Even if there is a False God Realm Emperor, it is not uncommon."

The Black Prison King sighed softly.

If it were not near the entrance to the Holy Land, he would never have given up.

at this time.

swoosh

A dark and icy huge metal sailboat came through the air.

"Lord Black Prison King."

There are several death guards on the black metal sailboat.

Among them, there was also a sunny youth and a little girl with white eyes.

"Three Highnesses."

The King of Dark Prison nodded, and turned with Sunshine Youth and others.

"It's a pity, I didn't expect the death target to grow so fast..."

After Sunshine Youth learned of the passage, he said with some regret.

If the Black Prison King can arrive earlier and kill the dead target, he must be able to catch him.

"The death target has entered the Zhenwu Holy Land. If it is sheltered by the strong sect of the Holy Land, it will be a little tricky."

The Dark Prison King said in a low voice.

In the Holy Land of the Spirit Realm, even if the Death Emperor came in person, he would not dare to be reckless.

"Haha, this matter is not without a breakthrough. Master has some relationship with the 'Qianyou Shengzong, the first elder of the three-star level of the Zhenwu Holy Land. When we find the 'Qianyou Shengzong, the first elder, we will try to capture that Zhao Feng. , there are many opportunities.”

The sunshine youth chuckled lightly.

Qianyou Shengzong

Several dead guards present were in high spirits.

Qianyou Shengzong, that is the famous three-star super sect in the land of Canghai, and it is also a demon sect.

The Death Emperor, as the ancient False God Realm Emperor, had some friendships with some superpowers in various holy places in the long years.

"It's true that if you can use the power of the 'Qianyou Shengzong' to deter and suppress a two-star peak power sect, it will be easy."

There was a hint of coldness on the dark face of the Black Prison King.

at the same time.

swish

In the formation circle of a tall platform, everyone on the golden scale dragon boat appeared one after another.

call

Zhao Feng let out a long sigh of relief and entered an unfamiliar space.

"Huh? Ah"

There was a low voice from the crowd.

Some of the Jinshan Sect geniuses who appeared in a hurry, their bodies sank, and some stood unsteadily.

Holy land space, the majestic heaven and earth vitality, exudes overwhelming pressure.

"Huh? This space is somewhat similar to the immemorial dreamland. There is a lot of pressure between heaven and earth, and there is a certain rejection of foreign aura."

Zhao Feng stood on the spot, but he didn't move.

In this unfamiliar space in front of him, the vitality of heaven and earth is pure, exuding a strong ancient atmosphere.

Zhao Feng and others were on a huge "Lingfeng" like a green emerald.

The top of the head, the sky, is as blue as a wash, like a dreamy sky.

"One flower and one grass, the vitality of heaven and earth, all exudes the breath of ancient times."

Some powerful geniuses showed excitement, and only then did they stand firm in place.

Inside the Holy Land.

One brick, one tile, one grass and one tree, the material structure, and the aura of heaven and earth are several times stronger than the outside world.

"Those who enter the Holy Land for the first time, sit cross-legged on the spot, adjust their breath for half an hour, and first adapt to the world here.

Whitebeard Li Lao reminded.

When everyone heard the words, they all sat cross-legged.

Those who entered the Holy Land for the first time felt a magnificent pressure from heaven and earth, originating from the Holy Land space.

Zhao Feng also sat cross-legged.

The heaven and earth environment of the Holy Land surprised him. The worst part was better than the mysterious ancient canyon in the Purple Saint Ruins.

Right now, this "spirit peak" sits a hundred miles away, and the entire peak is immersed in the ancient rich vitality of heaven and earth.

Viewed from a distance, the huge "Lingfeng" is lingering in the faint light of a dream, like a fairyland.

certainly.

Most of the people entering for the first time need to adapt to the space pressure of the Holy Land.

Zhao Feng, however, is an alternative.

"Although the space pressure here is great, it is far worse than the immemorial dreamland."

Zhao Feng whispered in his heart.

He suddenly entered the Holy Land without any discomfort.

In his flesh and soul, he has absorbed a large amount of the immemorial aura of dreams, which is purer than the ancient aura here, approaching the origin.

therefore.

Zhao Feng was also quickly recognized by the heaven and earth aura of the Holy Land, and the repulsiveness originating from space quickly dissipated.

His eyes began to look around again.

This huge spiritual peak, like a source, always overflows with the vast and pure vitality of heaven and earth.

The vitality of heaven and earth, here, presents aerosolization.

On Lingfeng.

In the faint glow of the blurred dream, there are pavilions and palaces with stars and clouds, interspersed with pavilions and gardens, small bridges and flowing water, and an antique charm, like a fairyland in ink painting.

In the sky, light and shadow, powerful aura, and sometimes passing by, can see many extinct ancient beasts and birds.