Chapter 660 Dream Space

With Meng Xi's family dominating, Zhao Feng temporarily gave up the fight for the blood of the demigods, and took a back seat.

His eyes across the sky, in the distance, can play a greater advantage.

"However, my eyes across the sky can only be activated at the most critical moment to have the greatest effect."

Zhao Feng is getting further and further away from the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

On the side of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, there is a little thief cat hiding, and Zhao Feng can pass through the latter to share his vision.

That is to say.

Zhao Feng still clearly grasps every move in the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

After half a cup of tea.

Ahead, there was a sound of breaking the air, accompanied by a familiar will of the king.

"Nangong Saint"

Zhao Feng was far away, and when he saw the arrogant young man in Xuanyi, it was Nangong Sheng.

The direction of Nangong Sanctuary is the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"This time, there is a lot of excitement."

Zhao Feng was slightly overjoyed.

In Nangong Sheng's hand, there is an ancient sword with shocking momentum. Wherever it passes, the world changes color.

Qiankun Sword

Zhao Feng's face froze, and the Ice Emperor Spear, which was integrated into his bloodline, trembled.

turn out to be.

This Nangong Sheng has been recognized by the "Qiankun Sword", and can initially use this inheritance sacred artifact.

After all, his cultivation is almost the same as that of the real king.

In order to recognize and control the "Qiankun Sword", Nangong Sheng spent a lot of energy and time.

otherwise.

With the strength of his first genius in the Holy Land, where he goes is not sweeping.

Nangong Sheng passed through the air, glanced at Zhao Feng lightly, did not speak, and went straight to the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

After a while.

A few more familiar figures appeared in front.

"Brother Zhao"

The people who came were Chen Yilin, Jiang Fan and others.

"You are all going to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, right, the competition there is fierce..."

Zhao Feng roughly explained the situation.

After speaking, he walked in a certain direction.

Chen Yilin pondered: "This Zhao Feng, who arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation one step ahead of us, is now evacuating.

Several people couldn't understand Zhao Feng's actions.

Arguably.

With Zhao Feng's strength, the competition for the blood of the demigods should be second only to Nangong Sheng and Meng Xi.

Zhao Feng took care of himself and walked towards the Demigod Relic Garden, somewhere.

looks.

He seems to have given up the blood of the demigods, but in fact, most of Zhao Feng's thoughts are on the side of the Mental Cultivation Hall.

"Find a quiet place first."

Zhao Feng screened the relevant information about the demigod relics garden, and combined it with the previous overlook from the eyes of the sky.

soon.

Zhao Feng identified a goal.

"Library"

Zhao Feng knew that there was a library in the Demigod Relic Garden.

The library is, in fact, a small study used by the demigods to read books during his lifetime.

There are some ancient books in the library, but it is said that there is no inheritance of demigods.

The cause of the demigod's death, mainly the "sacred catastrophe", does not seem to have sufficient time to prepare a truly complete inheritance.

but.

Zhao Feng chose the library mainly for the sake of tranquility and seclusion, and also wanted to explore it.

In Zhenwu Holy Land, some people once studied the "Demigod Legacy Garden", and felt that there may still be unknown opportunities and harvests in some places.

The library is one of them.

As a demigod's former study room, there was almost never an opportunity, which was a bit strange in itself.

Just when Zhao Feng, step by step approaching the demigod relics garden.

The situation in the Hall of Mental Cultivation has undergone a new change.

"The blood of the demigods is mine"

Saint Nangong descended from the sky and entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Another king's mighty power hovered over the pool.

swish

With a flicker of mysterious silver, Saint Nangong came to the "Blood of the Demigods".

"Nangong Saint"

Meng Xi's face tightened, seeing that the blood of the demigod was still a foot or two away from her palm.

roar

The king's strange beast roared, and a terrifying purple electric flame rushed towards Nangong Sheng.

This is a king-level attack.

If it weren't for the demigod's relics garden, the space was suppressed, and there was a nearby area, I am afraid it would be turned upside down.

"Humph"

On Nangong Sheng's body, the mighty power of the king initially appeared, and the surface of his body glowed with a layer of dark silver luster, like ripples in water.

puff puff

The attack of the king's alien beast seemed to fall into the void of the other side.

Meow

The little thief cat in the corner showed a strange color.

"Space ability is worthy of being the owner of the 'Empty Spirit Body,' the 'Heaven Spirit Body, the two great physiques.'

Zhao Feng shared his senses through Little Thief Cat.

boom

Two kings of mighty power, above the pool, collided together, the soul was empty, shaking faintly.

"not good……"

Near the pool, some Holy Land geniuses stood unsteady.

King-level confrontation, terrifying air waves, even in the demigod relic garden, can sweep half a mile.

The sapphire slate under the feet is peeling off layer by layer.

However.

Every brick and tile of the Demigod Relic Garden is extraordinary.

buzz

Under a strange force, the destroyed buildings or roads will be repaired automatically.

because.

The demigod relics garden is the space constructed by the demigods themselves.

Here, the demigod will, is the omnipotent God.

"Demigod, Heavenly Rank, what level is it..."

Zhao Feng couldn't help but yearn in his heart.

His left eye, its owner, is a god from the ancient times, and it must be above the level of the gods.

"receive"

Nangong Sheng shouted loudly, and suddenly an empty hole appeared on one hand, with a layer of mysterious silver light flowing on the edge.

call

A powerful and mysterious space pulling force locked on the blood of the demigod.

Obviously.

This Nangong Sheng wants to use the secret space technique to take away the "blood of the demigods".

buzz-

The blood of the demigod has spirituality, exuding a power of divine power, resisting the pulling force of the empty hole.

"really"

Zhao Feng was not surprised.

Nangong Sheng's space talent and powerful ability to collect things are close-range, and in this respect, it is stronger than Zhao Feng's "moving things in the void".

Plus.

Nangong Sheng's king's mighty power is close to that of a king, and the blood of the demigod, even if he is struggling, is approaching him.

"Don't think about it"

Mengxi used the purple scales and jade horns in her hands to control the king's beast and attacked Nangong Sheng.

She herself, at least 50% of her energy, must be used to control the king and beast.

"Dream Space"

Meng Xi's hair is blue, dancing like a waterfall.

At that moment, the radius of dozens of feet was surrounded by a layer of blurred dream light.

Another blink of an eye.

The people nearby are in a strange space that is blurred and dreamy.

This space, the original structure, is still the pool courtyard of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

However, the aura of the original space had undergone earth-shaking changes, and it seemed to be penetrated by the aura of another space.

shhhhhh

Meng Xi's waterfall-like blue silk has more than doubled in length, wrapping around and binding "Nangong Sheng" layer by layer.

"It's this 'dream space again,'"

Nangong Sheng gritted his teeth and was once passive.

In the dream space, the abilities of other people have little effect for the time being.

However, Meng Xi himself, his strength, can greatly increase.

"Ranked 239 on the Primordial Ten Thousand Clan List - 'Mengtai Clan. A rare soul bloodline that integrates the dream space into the real space and affects the reality."

The sunny youth muttered to himself.

The power of illusions is affected by reality, and the horror of this bloodline can be seen.

"The pinnacle of illusion is the fantasy reality. Her bloodline actually touches the direction of that level faintly."

Zhao Feng was shocked.

His Eye of Illusory Forbidden also pulls the other party's spiritual consciousness into the Illusory Forbidden space constructed by him.

And Mengxi.

She is direct, integrates the dream space into the real world and affects the reality

In this situation.

Her ability can make the impossible possible.

For example.

Meng Xi's hair, in reality, is about as long as a person's.

But in the dream space, you can grow your hair several times longer, just like the imagination in a dream.

certainly.

The power of the dream, and its influence on the real space, is also limited.

near the pool.

Meng Xi's strength has been increased, and there is a hazy dream light around, which is completely different from other areas of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

a time.

Nangong Sheng fell into a passive state, and the empty hole in his hand disappeared.

"Mysterious Crack"

Nangong Sheng stretched out his hand and waved, and a layer of crack-like silver edge appeared in the void, sending a forbidden aura.

"Dream Body"

Meng Xi's body turned into a strange phantom in a hazy dream light.

puff

The "Xuankong Crack", which was enough to kill a half-step king in one second, hit Meng Xi, but was unharmed.

One is her own defense, which only blocks 30% of her power.

More importantly, in the dream space, her imagination can affect reality.

Just imagine, if you are killed in a dream, you will not die in reality.

Mengxi's dream space can penetrate this effect into reality, and increase the defense power several times in disguise

"As expected of the bloodline of the Primordial Ten Thousand Clan List, it is really abnormal. If you can learn this dream space, it will be like cheating."

Zhao Feng was shocked.

However, he also knows that this special bloodline ability is difficult to replicate.

for a short period of time.

Zhao Feng didn't plan to make a move yet.

"Sword of Heaven and Earth"

Nangong Sheng suddenly sacrificed the sacred artifact.

The Qiankun Sword swiped in the void, and there was a sense of shaking that turned the world upside down. Even the dream space was shaken, and it was definitely weakened.

"This Nangong Sheng actually got the Qiankun Sword. Even if he can only use this sword's fur, it makes my 'Dream Space' unstable and consumes a lot."

Meng Xi's heart froze.

This Nangong Sheng is indeed her fateful opponent.

Boom

The contest between Nangong Sheng and Meng Xi is thrilling and runs through the material world, the spiritual world, and even the dream world.

The rest of the geniuses all withdrew from the Baizhang accident.

When Chen Yilin, Jiang Fan and the others arrived nearby, they couldn't help but stunned.

"Perhaps, Zhao Feng's departure was a wise choice."

Chen Yilin murmured.

Unless the strengths of Nangong Sheng and Meng Xi are sharply reduced by half, the others will not even think about intervening.

The two geniuses are in a stalemate, and in a short period of time, it is difficult to tell the winner.

But at the same time.

The divine power and the spirituality contained in the blood of the demigods are slowly decreasing.

"Let's fight. If these two are at their peak, I don't have much confidence."

Sunshine youth, standing on a roof, raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

After half an hour.

The Demigod Relic Garden, a courtyard full of fragrant gardens, has a bamboo bookstore.

When Zhao Feng stepped into the courtyard, it suddenly started to drizzle.

"wonderful."

Zhao Feng seemed to hear the sound of chanting, and the continuous drizzle in the courtyard intersected with each other.

However.

Outside the courtyard, it didn't rain.

Zhao Feng guessed that this is the artistic conception of the owner of the abandoned garden: in the spring rain season, the cool breeze is humid, sitting in the house, reading comfortably and peacefully.

Here, is the library of the demigods.

Zhao Feng stepped into the library with a trace of childhood nostalgia and reverence for the demigods.