Chapter Six Hundred and Seventy-Eight Pupil Force Will

With the bloodline physique of the "spiritual race", Zhao Yufei calmly responded to Nangong Sheng's attack.

"Even 'Xuankong cracking, can't hurt her in the slightest?"

Nangong Sheng was slightly lost.

Even the sunny youth "Wen Luo'an" would at least suffer a certain amount of damage if he resisted his Xuan Kong Crack.

However.

In the Primordial Ten Thousand Clan Ranking, the bloodlines are ranked before and after.

Wen Luoan, ranked in the top 100, is already a monster.

Not to mention.

That Spirit Race is the mythical bloodline that ranks in the top 20 in the list of ten thousand races.

After blocking this blow.

humming

On Zhao Yufei's body, a layer of purple haze crystal brilliance bloomed, turning into a thousand beams, and the power was domineering.

The terrifying aura of the bloodline of the Wanzu Bang made one party's heaven and earth vigor, boiling and burning, and the purple glow went straight to the galaxy.

At that moment.

Under the real king stage, many sect disciples, even some kings, faintly trembled in their physical and mental blood.

Except for the two emperors.

Everyone's true essence and blood were greatly suppressed, and it was difficult to breathe.

Especially in the suppression of blood, even the two great emperors have a faint sense of oppression.

Boom

Nangong Sheng turned into a mysterious silver phantom, not wanting to forcefully shake its front and avoid Zhao Yufei's round of ranged rush.

even so.

He was also struck by that counter-attack, causing his blood to churn.

"Attack, speed, defense, tend to be perfect..."

Nangong Sheng took a deep breath, feeling very troubled.

Although he possesses the innate physique of "Earth Spirit Body" and "Heavenly Spirit Body" at the same time, he is not the bloodline of Wanzu Bang.

The Primordial Ten Thousand Clan Ranking lists all the top bloodline races that have been inherited from Primordial Ancient.

The top 20 mythological races tend to be perfect.

In the next battle, Saint Nangong did his best.

Even, he even sacrificed the "Qiankun Sword", and only suppressed Zhao Yufei for a moment, and he could not tell the winner.

Incredible.

Zhao Yufei's true essence was not only tyrannical, but also surging endlessly. After fighting for half a day, it became more and more refined.

On the Ten Thousand Clan Ranking, the vast majority of bloodlines and resilience are extremely powerful.

As for Zhao Yufei, strong resilience is one aspect, mainly due to the characteristics of his spiritual bloodline, and his body is "spiritualized".

simply put.

The true essence of others generally needs to be stored in the dantian to condense crystal nuclei.

But the blood of the Spirit Race, the whole body is equivalent to "Dan Tian", equivalent to the source of power.

Compared with the reserves of real essence, the spiritual clan powerhouse is ten times, or even a hundred times, of the same level.

therefore.

In a protracted battle, there are almost no races, and they are the opponents of the Eldar.

"The spiritual bloodline is really strong. If it wasn't for Sheng'er to break through the king, I'm afraid it would be a complete defeat."

The Great Emperor Mikong secretly broke into a cold sweat.

The bloodlines ranked in the top 20 on the Primordial Myriad Clan Ranking are really unattainable.

time is passing.

The battle between the two geniuses is inextricable.

Nangong Sheng, although he can't help Zhao Yufei, but as a king, he has a profound artistic conception, coupled with the secret space skills, there is no problem in self-protection.

The two geniuses fought for a full day and night.

Zhao Yufei's face was not red, her heart was not beating, she was at ease.

On Nangong Sheng's forehead, there was a faint trace of sweat, and only occasionally would he sacrifice the "Qiankun Sword" to suppress the scene.

the same moment.

In the emperor's mansion, inside the secret hall.

"Yu Fei...is this your true strength?"

A murmur sounded.

Meow

The little thief cat and the demigod child all looked at the awakened man.

call

A head of lavender hair, pure one, ethereal like a dream, has a strange beauty that affects the mind.

Zhao Feng sat up and opened his eyes.

His left eye, a deep and boundless purple, is like a light purple flawless agate, with an elegant and ancient atmosphere.

When he collided with that purple pupil, the demigod child was shocked.

"In the end, what kind of bloodline eye pupil is it, and what does it have to do with the eight gods?"

The demigod child did not dare to look directly at that left eye.

He shouted in his heart that he was reborn as a dignified demigod

certainly.

The demigod child only possesses the primary bloodline of the demigod, as well as some memory abilities.

His realm and vision at this time cannot be compared with the demigod Kunyun at his peak.

Zhao Feng did not look at the demigod child.

His left eye pierced through many buildings and space barriers, and saw the battle on the True King Stage.

Zhao Feng only watched the second half of the battle between Zhao Yufei and Nangong Sheng.

"Yu Fei, with Xiaotiandi as the backing, also incorporates the will of the Zisheng remnant spirit, plus his spiritual bloodline, under the emperor, he can stand in an invincible position."

With Zhao Feng's insight, he thoroughly analyzed Zhao Yufei's combat power.

the same moment.

Zhao Yufei, who was in the middle of the battle, felt a coolness from all over her skin, giving the illusion of being stripped naked and seeing through all the secrets.

but.

That kind of insight, a familiar feeling.

"Um?"

The Great Emperor Duanmu and the Great Emperor Mikong had a slight feeling.

The insight of the divine eye, and the glance of the general divine sense, need to be deeper.

Zhao Feng withdrew his left eye when the two great emperors felt the sensation.

His gaze fell on the demigod child.

"Hehe, it's growing fast."

Zhao Feng looked at the demigod child with a smile.

The rebirth of a demigod is not so much a re-cultivation, but a "recovery".

The heritage of demigods, essence and blood, is no trivial matter.

What's more, during the rebirth of the demigod from a drop of blood, Zhao Feng also used a lot of precious materials and treasures such as the Fountain of Youth and the Original Liquid of Life.

A demigod child, the skin on his whole body has a faint golden texture.

"I can't tell, the demigod Kunyun was still a strong person who was good at body refining back then."

Zhao Feng's divine eyes glanced twice, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

at this time.

The demigod Kunyun's arrogance is only stronger or weaker than the Skeleton Hall Master.

"Owner……"

The demigod child, the hair that Zhao Feng looked at, seemed to have nowhere to hide.

"Heart Seed"

In Zhao Feng's left eye, a purple fantasy world that was as deep as fog emerged, and the terrifying mental pupil power made the demigod child's soul consciousness stagnate for a while.

very strong soul

The demigod child screamed, and his soul consciousness was imprisoned.

That soul power, so domineering and tyrannical, the two are simply not on the same level.

He couldn't resist, and he was "again" laid down by Zhao Feng.

Before falling asleep, Zhao Feng cast a dark heart seed on the demigod child.

And this time.

Zhao Feng's Divine Eye has transformed and improved, and this time, it is an enhanced version of the Dark Heart Seed.

This time, the dark heart seed has been integrated into Zhao Feng's willpower.

That's right, Tongli will

Zhao Feng's divine eye, after the mutation, leaped at the soul level, and in the bloodline eye pupil, the willpower of the pupil was nurtured.

Tongli will, similar to the king's will, but more special.

"Tongli will? This can only be possessed by a few soul-type bloodline pupils who have reached the level of a king."

The demigod child felt a chill in his heart.

no doubt.

This time, with Tongli's will, the "Mingheart Seed" displayed is dozens of times stronger than the last time.

To know.

In Zhao Feng's heart and soul, there is still the willpower of the Emperor of Death, which has not been annihilated so far.

However, Zhao Feng believes that with the transformation of the god's eyes this time, the speed of the will of the pupil power will be accelerated.

Only he himself understands how much the transformation of the eyes of the gods and the improvement of the soul level is.

"Last time, the abnormality of the eyes of the gods was a small one. This time, it was a big one."

Zhao Feng stood there, his lavender hair was dancing in the wind.

There is a strong confidence and pride in him.

Last time.

The attributes of the eyes of the gods can be converted between ice and water, and the nature of the change is not very big.

And this time.

In the left eye space, the "Soul Sea World" was born.

Zhao Feng's soul and the eyes of the gods are highly integrated, and they are no longer separated from each other.

The soul sea world, thousands of feet in diameter, how vast.

In the purple sea of ​​fog, there is a blue Tongli Lake, which is the source.

In mid-air, cyan storms and red purple thunderclouds intertwined and roared, creating a magnificent momentum.

"This time, the transformation of the eyes of the gods is at the soul level"

Zhao Feng got up and walked slowly.

His current soul source power is even stronger than the average False God realm king.

He urged the "Wan Nian Divine Art" to condense and condense his soul power.

One thought becomes one hundred

When Zhao Feng thought about it, his thoughts were divided into one or two hundred strands, and his heart was overjoyed.

Even Duanmuqing has only cultivated to the level of one thought transforming into a thousand.

As for Zhao Feng, he should be able to achieve 500 per-thought transformations just by strengthening his cultivation for a period of time.

Immediately after.

Zhao Feng tried to kill the deep will of death in the soul sea.

The dark imprint of the Eye of Death, under Zhao Feng's consumption, its aura is slowly weakening.

"The speed is several times faster than before."

Zhao Feng was overjoyed.

As long as this imprint of death pupil power is resolved, he will be able to escape the pursuit of the Death Emperor.

After half an hour.

Under the condensed "Wan Nian Divine Art", some immemorial auras of the dream realm were incorporated, Zhao Feng's purple soul sea, condensed and expanded a little, and his aura was further restrained.

At this time.

On the Zhenwangtai side, the discussion between Zhao Yufei and Nangongsheng came to an end.

"Emperor Mikong, it is better to end this battle with a draw."

Emperor Duanmu said with a smile.

"it is good."

Emperor Mikong couldn't ask for it.

boom boom

The will of the two great emperors traversed the heavens and the earth, and immediately stopped the battle between the two geniuses.

"Your Excellency's secret space skills are indeed very subtle. This battle will be a draw."

Zhao Yufei smiled lightly.

Nangong Sheng is a complete king's cultivation base, coupled with the unpredictable space secret skills, it is indeed difficult to deal with.

"Junior Sister Zhao's spiritual bloodline is enviable, and I can only remain undefeated."

Nangong Shengan breathed a sigh of relief.

The blood of the Spirit Race is really perfect and tyrannical, and he felt helpless.

This Zhao Yufei, who is younger than him, will catch up with him in the future, it can be said that it is a certainty.

after all.

The characteristic of the Spirit Race is the speed of cultivation that disdains the world. As long as the spiritual mood is sufficient, it can basically be improved indefinitely.

"Yu Fei, you did a good job in this battle. You didn't really use the power of the small world to be able to fight with Nangong Sheng to this extent."

Purple Saint Remnant Spirit applauded.

Through this discussion, Zhao Yufei's strength has been sharpened.

As can be expected, after this war.

Zhao Yufei's prestige of the Spirit Clan will surely shake the Holy Land of Zhenwu.

the same day.

Zhao Yufei and Duanmuqing returned to the emperor's mansion together.

"Brother Zhao Feng, you really woke up."

Zhao Yufei looked surprised, looking at Zhao Feng's beautiful purple hair.

There was a faint wave of soul power on Zhao Feng's body, which surprised Duanmuqing.

As a great emperor, he was unable to spy on Zhao Feng's real truth.

See here.

Duanmuqing gave Zhao Yufei a wink.

"Brother Zhao Feng, perhaps, there should be a discussion between us."

Zhao Yufei smiled playfully.