Chapter 668 Who Will Kill the Deer

The demigod garden, the library.

The corner of Zhao Feng's mouth evoked a faint smile: "Kun Yun's remnant, you are not worthless."

Kunyun Cannian was the temporary code Zhao Feng gave to the demigod Cannian.

Because, the owner of the demigod garden is named Kunyun.

Left eye space.

In the pitch-dark area, there is a drop of glazed pale gold blood floating, which is the blood of the demigod.

Obtaining the "Blood of the Demigods" is smoother and easier than expected.

The blood of the gods has spirituality, and the spirit of the demigod master is cordial and awe-inspiring.

As for Kunyun's remnant thoughts, it was split from the shattered soul of a demigod, and it naturally had the breath of a demigod soul.

Hearing Zhao Feng's words of "nothing at all", Kun Yun Cannian had the urge to vomit blood.

In Zhao Feng's eyes, the dignified demigod's remnants turned out to be a useless impression.

Kunyun Cannian, although there is a certain gap from the residual soul, has his own thoughts and thinking, as well as a small part of memory.

"Master, you have obtained the blood of a demigod, you can ⊥ I am reborn from a drop of blood."

Kun Yun reminisced, eagerly looking forward to the road.

Reaching the level of a demigod, even if the flesh is shattered, as long as there is a drop of blood, it can be "reborn from a drop of blood".

Of course, the premise is that there is at least a trace of spiritual thoughts.

And now.

Kunyun Cannian and the blood of demigods obviously have this condition.

The blood of demigods is still blood essence.

Kunyun's remnant thoughts are not an ordinary spiritual thought, it has certain thinking and memory, and is close to the level of remnant souls.

"Rebirth from a drop of blood, this is the legendary method against the sky."

Zhao Feng also has a desire for this.

But the matter is important, and he will not implement it lightly.

first.

The divine power contained in the blood of the demigods is too terrifying.

Who can predict what kind of leap in strength the demigod Kunyun will have after being reborn from a drop of blood.

"We will discuss this matter after we leave the orphanage."

Zhao Feng replied.

In his mind, an idea quickly came to him.

One thing is certain.

Zhao Feng will not use all the power of the blood of the demigods for "rebirth from a drop of blood".

He also has to use the power of God's Blood. While enhancing his own strength, he can also weaken the power of "Demi-God Kunyun" after being reborn.

"The Demigod Legacy Garden will be closed in two and a half days."

Zhao Feng pondered.

For the rest of the time, Zhao Feng's focus was no longer on planning for rare materials and treasures.

"Death is chasing and killing, it is still unknown who will kill the deer."

Zhao Feng's face was cold and chilling, staring at the direction of the demigod mausoleum.

the same moment.

Demigod mausoleum, inside the tomb.

The genius of the three kings and the little thief cat, the Quartet joined forces to cut the "black ink scorched corpse".

Wen Luoan suddenly felt a chill.

The mythical bloodline of the Primordial Ten Thousand Clan List gave him a keen intuition for the dangerous aura.

swish

The eyes of nothingness, in the cemetery, loomed, revealing a detached smile.

The geniuses of the three kings are accustomed to the existence of the Eye across the Sky.

But the expression of the eyes across the sky at this time made them feel a sense of passive frustration.

The three of them could not have expected that Zhao Feng had successfully obtained the "Blood of the Demigods".

Zhao Feng tried to hide the secret of obtaining the blood of the demigods, and he will also start the "Demigod Resurrection Plan"

If the world were to know such secrets, I am afraid that the entire Zhenwu Holy Land would be a sensation.

Resurrection of demigods, what a terrifying and bold delusion this is.

"The remains of a demigod, I just want the head."

Eyes across the sky, floating in mid-air, said neither salty nor bland.

The reason why the head is needed is because when the demigods resist the "God Tribulation", the head encounters the most divine Tribulation power.

Zhao Feng learned this information from Kun Yun Cannian.

"Hmph, why do you have priority."

Meng Xi snorted coldly.

These people didn't think so much.

Meng Xi was simply dissatisfied with Zhao Feng's hostility.

It was this man who stole the trump card that Master had laid out for her for a long time.

With this trump card, Zhao Feng turned the tables in one fell swoop, reaching the level of being on a par with the geniuses of the three great kings.

"Without the guidance of the little thief cat, you can't enter here safely. Moreover, about the information about this 'Demigod Mausoleum', Zhao has read all the books in the library and knows better than you."

Zhao Feng said confidently.

A demigod mausoleum?

The three geniuses of the king looked at each other.

Judging from all the signs, Zhao Feng did have more information about the central tomb, and even the entire relic garden.

Again.

Zhao Feng actually read all the books in the library.

It may sound like an idiot, but it is reasonable for Zhao Feng to trigger some opportunities.

"It's just a head."

Nangong Sheng shrugged, he and Zhao Feng currently belong to the same camp.

finally.

The genius of the three kings acquiesced in Zhao Feng's priority in choosing the "half-god head".

"But Zhao Feng, since you know about the demigod mausoleum, when the time comes, you will take us and leave here safely.

Meng Xi made a request.

Everyone fell into the depths of the demigod mausoleum and basically lost their way.

After dividing the corpse, it would be very dangerous to leave the orphanage.

"this is necessary."

A faint smile appeared in his eyes across the sky.

Zhao Feng sneered to himself.

In fact, only by holding the parts of the corpse of the gods, and the breath of the power of the gods, can shake off all kinds of resentful spirits in the tomb.

only.

The geniuses of the three kings are all thinking about dividing the corpse, and have not thought of this for the time being.

Time flies by quickly.

A day or two passed quickly.

The demigod remains, the division is completed.

Zhao Feng chose the demigod head and let the little thief cat take it away.

Wen Luoan, took his legs away.

Meng Xi took her arms away.

The body was taken away by Nangong Sheng.

"In one day, the demigod relic garden will be closed."

Nangong Sheng said.

The last day.

Wen Luoan and Meng Xi looked at each other.

"We only need to hold the parts of Shen Jie's corpse to drive back the resentful spirits in the tomb."

Wen Luoan voiced.

at this time.

The three geniuses of the kings thought of this method after obtaining the parts of the corpse of the gods.

Once there is this method.

The genius of the three kings will not be too dependent on Zhao Feng's mastery of the information on the demigod mausoleum.

Meow

The little thief cat sat on the king alien beast and set off first.

"keep up"

Meng Xi and Wen Luoan were biting the little thief cat.

Nangong Sheng was thoughtful and followed closely behind.

Just like room.

The little thief cat became the leader of the team.

"Then Zhao Feng, who has the information about the demigod mausoleum, will definitely not give up the blood of the demigod."

"What's more, Zhao Feng's eyes across the sky have a huge advantage in terms of vision and senses. Maybe he has already found the location of the blood of the demigod."

The three kings are geniuses, each with a ghost.

In short.

Keep up with this thief cat.

Meow

The little thief cat glanced at the three geniuses with a playful and mocking look.

but

Under Zhao Feng's instructions, the little thief cat still had to pretend to "search" in the demigod mausoleum.

swish

Eyes across the sky, occasionally appearing, seems to be cooperating with the little thief cat's search.

The little thief cat pretended several times, trying to get rid of the genius of the three kings, but all ended in "failure".

"Zhao Feng, have you discovered the whereabouts of the demigod blood?"

Nangong Sheng's voice transmission.

"The terrain of the demigod mausoleum is too complicated. The volume of the god's blood is too small, and I don't know where to hide.

Zhao Feng replied.

Even so, Zhao Feng also let the little thief cat persevere in searching for the blood of the demigods, as if he was unwilling to give up and was determined to win.

Meng Xi and Wen Luoan, although they had doubts, could not have imagined that Zhao Feng could easily obtain the blood of a demigod.

During the search process, they naturally encountered resentful spirits.

but.

Once the parts of the demigod's corpse are taken out, all kinds of resentful spirits and spirits can be deterred.

But there are exceptions.

In the mausoleum, there are very few great emperor-level resentful spirits, although they are afraid of the corpse of the gods, they will not approach, but they will launch an air-to-air attack with their resentful spirits.

The three geniuses of the kings fought together against the resentful spirits of the great emperor level, and they were embarrassed.

While searching, escape all the way.

Unconsciously, the little thief cat brought everyone to the entrance of the mausoleum.

Meow meow

The little thief cat looked dejected, sat on the king's alien beast, and left the demigod mausoleum.

The three kings, with disappointment and helplessness, had to give up the blood of the demigods.

The blood of the demigods is too small, and once you lose track of clues, where to hide in a hidden corner is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

not to mention.

In the demigod mausoleum, there are many dangers. If it weren't for the demigod's body parts, the genius of the three kings might have died in it.

Mausoleum, entrance.

Wen Luoan looked at the direction the little thief cat left, his eyes flickered, and a trace of chill was wiped away.

Sunshine Youth and Meng Xi stood together and communicated in secret.

"No problem, I'll help you deal with that kid."

There was a hint of coldness on Meng Xi's beautiful face.

She is very hostile to Zhao Feng both in public and in private.

On personal matters, Meng Xi held a grudge against Zhao Feng for stealing the purple scale jade horn.

Yu Gong.

Zhao Feng is the newly rising bloodline genius of Xuanzhen Shengzong. In this demigod relic garden, he is a group of big dark horses.

From dominating the Purple Mist Lake, to coming across the sky, collecting the Heavenly Lock Bow, and finally, to balance the genius of the three kings

This step by step, proves that this genius is terrifying.

certainly.

She didn't know yet that Zhao Feng had obtained the blood of a demigod.

Otherwise, it is not the evaluation of the big dark horse, but the biggest winner

"I can sense the position of that kid, even if it's only the last day, it's enough to kill him.

In Wen Luo'an's warm smile, there was a hint of sinisterness.

Just when the two were plotting a plan.

Meow

The little thief cat sat on the purple-scaled beast and suddenly stopped, with a pair of cat eyes, indifferent and majestic.

boom

The king of beasts, sending out a mighty force, oppressing the young sunshine.

Um?

Sunshine youth, heart suddenly.

huh

The king's beast, launched an attack, and killed the sunshine youth.

This king of beasts only has 70% of the king's combat power, so Sunshine Youth is naturally not afraid.

But in the next moment, his expression changed drastically.

"Soul Imprisonment"

A blue and transparent eye of nothingness floated above the two of them.

Wen Luoan froze.

A trace of transparent dark purple electric chain bound his soul.

This is exactly the controlled soul pupil technique that Zhao Feng practiced on the basis of "The Secret Tome of Nether Eye".

Soul imprisonment, targeting the target's soul.

"Open to me"

Wen Luoan's bloodline of "Tianyang War Clan" was activated, and the golden light on his body was splendid, like a golden god of war.

However.

In the state of the eyes across the sky, Zhao Feng has the will of the king, and the soul imprisonment activated is enough to trap the creatures under the king.

As Wen Luoan struggled, the dark purple electric chain that bound his soul shook for a while, but it did not break in a short period of time.

"Dream Space"

Naturally, Meng Xi would not stand by and use her soul blood talent to break Zhao Feng's soul imprisonment.

But right now.

swish

A mysterious silver phantom, accompanied by a wave of spatial fluctuations, swept to the side of the sunny youth.

Nangong St

Wen Luoan and Meng Xi both changed color.

"Mysterious Crack"

Nangong Sheng's face was indifferent, and he waved a crack-shaped silver edge, slashing at the young sunshine.