Chapter 666 Demigod Regret

So far.

Zhao Feng read all the books in the library.

in mind.

The content of those books is very clear.

Zhao Feng was really interested in the knowledge in these books, and read them completely from beginning to end.

During the opening of the demigod relics garden, it was the first foreign genius to complete this record.

Zhao Feng slowly closed his eyes.

He felt that the knowledge in these books seemed to have a hidden spiritual power.

All book knowledge, coherent.

Suddenly.

In the bookstore, all the books glowed and burned.

Um?

Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat.

He has long had a hunch that these books are not simple, and after reading all the books, there may be some changes.

puff

In an instant, the books in the library lit up in the dim light, a little bit of transparency.

"This is……"

Zhao Feng looked alert and did not dare to act rashly.

After all, this is the demigod's relic garden, and everything cannot be estimated by common sense.

After a few breaths, those books, after burning, merged into a transparent shimmering light, creating a strange feeling with the knowledge content in Zhao Feng's mind.

swish

The transparent glimmer disappeared, and it instantly merged with the contents of the book in Zhao Feng's mind.

"The younger generation of later generations, I am a demigod 'Kun Yun, you are very lucky to have passed the test of demigods."

An empty and proud voice sounded in Zhao Feng's mind.

in mind.

A gleam of transparent light, exuding a mysterious power, brought a sense of oppression to Zhao Feng's consciousness.

"Demigod Kunyun?"

Zhao Feng secretly looked at the transparent glimmer.

If you were a general genius and encountered such "opportunities", you would be flattered and fearful.

after all.

That gleam of transparent light was probably the "spiritual legacy" left by the demigod.

However.

Zhao Feng is no longer a rookie who has never seen the world. In the past at the Purple Saint Ruins, he had dealt with the Purple Saint's remnant soul.

The Holy Master Ziye was the Holy Master of the Profound Light Realm, while the Demigod Relic Garden was a demigod who stepped into the heavenly rank with half of his feet.

"Your Excellency, is it really the owner of the abandoned garden, that legendary demigod?"

Zhao Feng asked.

"How dare the daring junior doubt the identity of this seat? I am the remnant soul consciousness left by the demigod Kunyun."

That faint light, the voice sank, and it seemed a little sullen.

In an instant.

At the soul level, there is a terrifying spiritual aura, a sign that the sky is about to collapse.

If you were an ordinary person, you would be scared to diaper, and you would immediately pay homage.

Zhao Feng remained calm, but pretended to be uneasy.

"Junior, if you are sincere and follow my teachings, you will be expected to obtain the inheritance of the demigods in the future. Even this huge demigod heritage garden will be inherited by you."

The voice slowed down, and it looked a little high.

The inheritance of the demigods?

Inherit the entire demigod garden?

Hearing this, Zhao Feng's heart skipped a beat and his heart skipped a beat.

"Junior, are you willing to worship me, the demigod Kunyun's door."

Transparent shimmer, there is a kind of proud self-confidence overlooking the world.

However.

After Zhao Feng heard these promises, he snorted coldly, "With just a few thoughts, I dare to call myself a demigod.

This statement came out.

That transparent shimmer, could not help but shocked.

"Junior, believe it or not, just one thought of mine can make your soul fly away."

Transparent Shimmer let out a cold snort.

next moment.

At the soul level, there was a scene of earth-shaking, earth-shattering.

"Haha, after all, it's just a ray of sadness. I want to imitate the mighty power of a demigod, and drawing a tiger is not an anti-dog."

Zhao Feng laughed mockingly.

His face was calm, and he let the soul level, the mighty sight of the universe, but he was not afraid.

In exchange for being a genius under a king, 99% of them would be deceived and worshipped under the power of a demigod.

However, Zhao Feng is a genius who is proficient in Soul Dao Pupil Technique, and these false appearances cannot fool him.

His understanding of Soul Dao has already stepped into Aotang.

As early as after the transparent glimmer appeared, Zhao Feng judged that it was just a ray of remnant.

There is a certain gap between residual thoughts and residual souls.

Purple Saint Remnant Spirit is a kind of remnant soul, and its integrity is far better than Remnant Thought.

Cannian is just a thought, a higher level, containing a little knowledge and memory of the master's life.

Therefore.

Zhao Feng is not afraid of this "half-god remnant".

"Junior, you are seeking your own death..."

The demigod Cannian turned into anger from shame, but there was a bit of sternness in his voice.

"Hmph, my master is the Holy Master of the Profound Light Realm, and you want to deceive me with this trick."

Zhao Feng gave a cold drink.

In the next moment, the terrifying pupil power in the eyes of the gods came over and crushed the illusion of divine might created by the demigod's remnant thoughts.

"Junior, stop now, you won..."

That transparent shimmer, under the pressure of the breath of the ancient gods in Zhao Feng's eyes, became even more dim, like a candle in the wind.

The half-god's remnant also secretly complained.

The human being it hosts is proficient in the way of soul, and the power of soul, soul and pupil is so powerful, the origin of the bloodline eye pupil is probably not simple.

Again.

Zhao Feng's "Master" of the Holy Master of the Profound Light Realm also made him feel guilty.

Zhao Feng sneered and took back the pupil power of the god's eye.

If it wasn't for him being proficient in the Soul Dao and possessing the eyes of the gods, he might have been frightened by this "half-god's remnant thoughts" and led him by the nose.

Fortunately.

Zhao Feng was calm enough to see through the external strength of the demigod's remnants.

"Demigod Cannian, what's your purpose of depositing it here? How much do you know about the abandoned garden?"

Zhao Feng began to question him.

The demigod was stunned, angry and humiliated, but had no choice but to answer obediently.

Originally, it planned to use a human genius to frighten and use a human genius, but unexpectedly became a prisoner.

"The soul of the demigod master, in the calamity, has long since collapsed, leaving only some remnants, scattered in some corners of the abandoned garden, and I am one of them..."

The demigods dare not hide their thoughts.

This young man has a calm mind, an amazing soul pupil technique, and there are elders in the Xuanguang realm behind him. His momentary lies cannot be concealed for long.

After a moment.

Zhao Feng understood the cause and effect.

After the demigod fell, he almost lost his soul, leaving only some residual thoughts.

And this wisp of demigod remnant thoughts was stored in the library.

Because the demigods often stayed in this library before their death, and their related memories were nurtured here.

Zhao Feng, after reading all the books in the library, activated a wisp of half-god remnant that was almost annihilated.

After learning the facts, Zhao Feng couldn't help being a little disappointed.

This wisp of demigod's residual thoughts, it seems, has no major effect, and has no control over the abandoned garden.

"Younger, don't underestimate me. As a demigod, my understanding of the master and the abandoned garden is extraordinary. The important thing is that I still have a small possibility of recovering the demigod."

The demigod said quickly with a remnant of his thoughts.

It is now extremely weak, worried that it is useless and will be wiped out by Zhao Feng.

"Restore the demigod deity?"

Zhao Feng was a little surprised when he heard this.

After all, what appeared in front of him was just a wisp of the remnants of a demigod.

The purple saint's remnant spirit, the state of the soul, is relatively complete, and it cannot be restored to the deity.

"As long as you get the blood of a demigod, there is the possibility of being reborn from a drop of blood."

Demigod Cannian said proudly.

Rebirth from a drop of blood?

Zhao Feng has heard a little about this legendary ability, and the books in the library have related introductions.

In theory.

A drop of the blood of a demigod, coupled with the residual thoughts of a demigod, can indeed be "reborn from a drop of blood", but the possibility of returning to the peak of a demigod is extremely low.

"Haha, you actually know the news of the blood of the demigods. But even if I get the blood of the demigods, I will give priority to it and use it to improve myself."

Zhao Feng sneered.

Because of his previous thoughts, which he used to read books, he was given some information by the demigod Cannian.

"You are a wreck. Once you are reborn from a drop of blood and succeed, you will be able to activate more abilities of the demigod master during his lifetime, even including the inheritance of memories..."

The demigod remnant said angrily.

Zhao Feng was noncommittal, but fell into short thoughts.

no doubt.

Let the demigod "rebirth from a drop of blood", the value that can be obtained will be far greater than a drop of demigod blood.

Simply put, it is the resurrection plan of the demigods.

However, this also has certain risks.

How to choose, Zhao Feng is not sure for the time being.

What's more, the "Blood of the Demigods" has not been won yet.

"Stay well."

Zhao Feng's consciousness was withdrawn from his mind.

"and many more"

The demigod's residual thoughts whispered: "I am just a wisp of residual thoughts. It is incredible to be able to reunite. If you don't do something, I can only survive for a few days at most."

in mind.

That group of shimmering light was very dim, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

Zhao Feng thought about it for a while, and moved a touch of warm pupil power, carefully wrapping the demigod's residual thoughts.

Zhao Feng's pupil strength is of the water attribute and has the ability to nourish and repair.

Under the moisturization of the pupil power, the shimmering light stabilized a little.

then.

Zhao Feng took out a dark blue gourd.

"Blue Ghost Gourd"

Demigod Cannian was slightly delighted, nourished for a moment, and then entered the blue ghost gourd.

The blue ghost gourd is more suitable for the survival of the soul, and even has a certain warming effect.

According to legend, some kings and great emperors, with the will of the remnant soul, are deposited in the back of Biyou Linghu, and they will be reborn after a year.

The half-god's residual thoughts, staying in Zhao Feng's mind, with the power of pupils and water, is not impossible.

However, once Zhao Feng uses his heart, soul and pupil power on a large scale, or is attacked by an outsider's soul, it will affect the demigod's residual thoughts.

"Here, there are still soul treasures such as Mermaid Tears, Soul Gathering Grass."

Zhao Feng spoke lightly.

"Mermaid Tear Crystal? Soul Gathering Grass? Hurry up, this can help consolidate my residual thoughts, and even form a residual soul."

The half-god's resentment, suddenly a little impatient.

"There is no free lunch in the world. You don't have any help for me at the moment. How can Zhao help you. Unless..."

Zhao Feng sneered.

"Unless, you worship my master."

Zhao Feng's face is not red, and his heart is not beating.

"To be your master? It's impossible"

In the Biyou Gourd, the voice of Demigod Cannian roaring in alarm came.

"Then you stay here forever, even if you get the blood of a demigod, you have no chance of being reborn from a drop of blood.

Zhao Feng said indifferently.

After speaking, he got up and was about to leave the library.

Just stepped out of the bookstore.

"Human, you won..."

The voice of the demigod's remnant was like gnashing of teeth, and there was a hint of helplessness.

Zhao Feng nodded with satisfaction, and put a small mermaid tear crystal into the blue ghost gourd.

The demigod's residual thoughts, hungry and thirsty, absorbed the power of the mermaid's tear crystals.

In just a moment, this wisp of demigod's residual thoughts, the breath is more pure, and the fluctuation of soul power is also much stronger.

"Master, how sure are you to win the blood of a demigod?"

The demigod Cannian finished absorbing a mermaid tear crystal, and said with an unfinished mind.

"It's hard to say. Because of the blood of the demigods, he entered the central tomb of the chaos cemetery."

Zhao Feng is not sure.

"Central tomb? You mean... demigod mausoleum?"

The demigod was stunned and surprised.