Chapter 686: The Battle of the Immemorial Dreamland

After going through the "Legacy of the Demigods", Zhao Feng's physique, as well as his soul power, have reached a new level.

This time, to explore the Immemorial Dreamland again, he is much more relaxed than before.

"Now, if I don't move, it's not a problem to stay here for a day or two."

Zhao Feng walked slowly.

There is caution in his eyes, and the eyes of the gods can see in all directions.

Once before, in this immemorial dream, he encountered a powerful "Canggu Demon Bird".

Any monster bird encountered at random will be oppressed by the breath of a king or above.

It is even more impossible to estimate how strong the large creatures, and even some higher races, will be.

therefore.

In the process of exploration, Zhao Feng was extra careful and kept vigilant at all times.

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Zhao Feng's pace was steady, neither slow nor hurried.

If he is a little tired, he can sit still and adjust his breath.

Breathing the breath of the immemorial dreamland has a purifying and solidifying effect on Zhao Feng's bloodline constitution, and even his soul.

only.

The effect of the immemorial aura of the dream on Zhao Feng's current effect gradually decreased and became slower.

After all, Zhao Feng's life and soul level have reached the king level.

In front of the field of vision is a meadow.

At the edge of one end of the grass, there is a small river.

Grassland is Zhao Feng's first target.

"Let's go to the grass first."

Zhao Feng estimated last time that it would take a thousand steps to walk to the grass.

a thousand steps

If it was half a year ago, this would have been very difficult for Zhao Feng.

At that time, if he could walk a dozen or two steps, it was very good.

now.

Zhao Feng and Dreamland are immemorial, the degree of fit increases, the body and soul are stronger, and there should be no problem with walking hundreds of steps at a time.

Ten steps...one hundred steps...one hundred and fifty steps

Zhao Feng walked very carefully.

a moment.

He saw a black spot passing by in the sky.

"Well, is it a sparrow?"

Zhao Feng was slightly taken aback.

The sparrow flew through the sky with a powerful aura. Although it was not as good as the previous demon bird, it was still comparable to the level of the Lord.

at this time.

Zhao Feng's nerves were tense, and he looked alert.

But the sparrow ignored Zhao Feng and flew by.

"It seems that this dream is too ancient, and it is similar to reality. Not all creatures are aggressive."

Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

His pace quickened a little.

then.

His divine eyes saw some small creatures, such as ants and insects.

The breath of these creatures is extremely powerful, at least comparable to the level of the Venerable.

"These creatures, I am afraid that they are the lowest in the ancient dream world. They have not undergone any cultivation, and they have such a strong aura."

Zhao Feng's heart trembled.

Of course, although these creatures are not as strong as Zhao Feng, but because they were born and raised here, Taikoo Dreamland does not have any repulsive pressure on them.

Zhao Feng's thoughts were flying, and he was full of doubts.

The dream is too ancient, what kind of world is it?

If it is a dream, why is the injury synchronized with reality?

Obviously what enters is consciousness, why can the breath inside benefit from reality?

Zhao Feng has an intuition.

If you die in the immemorial dream, then in reality, you will definitely die.

This dream is too ancient, it is too strange.

It is connected with the eyes of the gods, what kind of secrets does it have?

These doubts, at Zhao Feng's level, are temporarily incomprehensible.

"Ignore these for now and see if I can get some other benefits."

Zhao Feng retracted his thoughts.

The dream is too ancient, just a trace of breath has such a big effect.

Then, what about the other substances in it?

"See if you can find some 'fruits, etc.'"

Zhao Feng pondered.

His divine eye, once again probed into the distance.

The fruit must be found only in the woods.

But the environment in the woods is more complicated, and Zhao Feng cannot guarantee that he will not encounter aggressive creatures.

"Go to the river first."

Zhao Feng's divine eyes saw the small river on the other side of the grass.

I don't know, does the "water" in the ancient dream have any effect when you drink it?

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng's heart was lifted.

but.

To go to the river, first go to the grass.

The grass is nearly a thousand paces away from him.

"Two hundred steps... three hundred steps..."

After walking a few hundred steps, Zhao Feng struggled a little and was short of breath.

"Take a rest first."

Zhao Feng was not in a hurry and sat down with his knees crossed.

He was seven or eight hundred paces away from the grass.

From the grass, to the river, there is still at least ten times the distance.

Sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath for a while, Zhao Feng regained his energy.

at this time.

hiss

Zhao Feng heard an unusual sound.

He looked to the left and was startled.

A piebald snake more than three feet long, spitting out snake temperament, crawled leisurely.

snake

Zhao Feng shuddered and was on guard.

In this immemorial dream, a trace of breath is so powerful, and the creatures nurtured in it are definitely not simple.

What's more, it's still a "snake" creature.

Seemingly aware of the abnormal breath, the snake body of the piebald snake suddenly straightened, the snake head raised, and stared at Zhao Feng coldly.

The two are less than ten feet apart.

Such a close distance made Zhao Feng feel a faint sense of crisis.

a time.

Zhao Feng and the piebald snake confronted each other.

"This snake's breath is stronger than that of the sparrow, but weaker than the monster bird that I met for the first time.

Zhao Feng has a plan.

buzz

In the palm of Zhao Feng's palm, there was a trace of red wind and thunder, about the thickness of a needle and thread.

no way.

In the immemorial dreamland, his power was suppressed to the limit.

Zhao Feng estimates that his Scarlet Wind and Thunder will disintegrate after leaving the body.

"No, I have to get a handy weapon."

In Zhao Feng's hand, an earth-level long sword soon appeared.

For today's Zhao Feng, ordinary earth-level divine weapons are not considered extremely valuable.

His capital, at least comparable to the king of the False God realm, cannot be measured by common sense.

This earth-level long sword is four or five feet long and very sharp.

With this ground-level long sword, Zhao Feng's confidence has greatly increased, at least he doesn't have to deal with a snake with unknown poison with his bare hands.

the same moment.

Zhao Feng's divine eyes locked onto the piebald snake.

"cut"

A sharp light flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes, and the ground-level long sword in his hand flashed a red glow, and the wind roared and slashed the variegated snake.

The piebald snake didn't react slowly.

swoosh

It jumped high and bit Zhao Feng.

In terms of speed, it is faster and more agile than Zhao Feng.

After all, it is a native creature in the immemorial dreamland, and does not need to endure the exclusion of space.

Zhao Feng's advantage lies in the preemptive strike.

His divine eye also has insight into the movement trajectory of the piebald snake.

therefore.

Even if Zhao Feng's speed and agility were a little worse, the ground-level long sword still fought fiercely on the head of the "Patterned Snake".

ding chi

An abnormal sound came from the sword's edge.

Then, a huge force rushed in, Zhao Feng's figure swayed slightly.

At the same time, the piebald snake was slashed back by a sword, with a neigh, leaving a shallow firewood mark on its forehead.

"Good physique"

Zhao Feng swung that sword, but it was not easy.

In this space, he has to endure a certain amount of rejection, and "extra" pressure from heaven and earth.

Fortunately.

That sword also gave the piebald snake a slight scar.

swoosh

The piebald snake was fierce and rushed towards Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng braked silently, the divine eye opened to the extreme, locked on the piebald snake, and the ground-level long sword condensed a layer of red arc.

puff

The long sword pierced the air, met the head of the piebald snake, and immediately stabbed into the large mouth of the piebald snake.

Zhao Feng's tiger mouth shook slightly.

Fortunately, the piebald snake was stabbed into the mouth by the ground-level long sword, and penetrated into the internal organs of the body.

hiss

The piebald snake is tenacious and struggling.

In the Immemorial Dreamland, Zhao Feng's strength was greatly limited, and his strength was not enough to kill him in an instant.

"Red Extinguishing Fire"

Zhao Feng's thoughts moved, and a group of transparent red wind and thunder flames the size of a thumb fell on the head of the variegated snake, burst open, and spread.

Snakes are afraid of fire, and this piebald snake is no exception.

What's more, Zhao Feng's pupil fire runs through the material world and the spiritual world.

After a few breaths.

Half of the piebald snake's body was charred and stopped struggling.

extinguish

Zhao Feng walked over, stepped on the flames, and picked up the half-charred piebald snake body.

"I don't know how this snake meat works."

Zhao Feng murmured.

The physique of the piebald snake is very powerful. Influenced by the breath of the ancient dreamland, it should not be simple.

swish

Zhao Feng's thoughts moved and disappeared from the immemorial dream.

in reality.

The little thief cat sat on him, absorbing a little residual immemorial aura of the dream.

Meow meow

The little thief cat looked at the half-burnt snake meat, and waved its claws excitedly, with a greedy expression on its face.

"Little Kunyun."

Zhao Feng did not give the snake meat to the little thief cat, but called out the demigod child.

The demigod child, still two or three years old, had a faint golden streak on the skin of his entire body.

Zhao Feng knew that this demigod Kunyun was a strong body refiner during his lifetime.

Otherwise, under the power of divine tribulation thunder, there would still be a whole corpse left, and it would be preserved for such a long time.

"What kind of snake meat is this?"

The demigod child stared at the half-charred piebald snake and naturally sensed its extraordinary aura.

"A reward for you."

Zhao Feng gave the piebald snake to the demigod Kunyun, and asked it to eat it in person.

This demigod child, even if it is two or three years old, is actually incomparably powerful under the training of the body, and it is even better than the Skeleton Hall Master.

"Try it."

The demigod child did not dare to disobey, even though he knew that he was treating it as a white rat.

On the other hand, the little thief cat on the side stared at the snake with envy.

The demigod child glanced at it, slightly proud, took out a sharp dagger and cut the snake meat.

"so hard"

The demigod young boy frowned slightly, and with all his strength, he managed to cut the snake meat.

After a moment.

A demigod child takes a piece of snake meat and roasts it with red fire. The meat is fragrant.

He cautiously took a bite.

The snake meat entered the stomach, and the demigod child's complexion suddenly changed, and he quickly sat cross-legged, urging the true essence in his body.

"In this snake's flesh, there is a kind of origin of heaven and earth. Its flesh and blood is stronger than the blood of the sea whale's heart."

The demigod child looked surprised.

Just a bite of snake meat will benefit his true essence, blood energy, and physique.

Meow meow

The little thief cat finally couldn't bear it any longer, and rushed towards the snake meat.

"this is mine"

The demigod child looked annoyed, and fought with the little thief cat for the rest of the snake meat.

finally.

It was the little thief cat who had the upper hand and divided the remaining two-thirds.

The demigod child had a few claw marks on his face, but regardless of his image, he directly swallowed the remaining snake meat.

Zhao Feng looked strange, looking at the demigod child and the little thief cat, and finished dividing the snake meat.

"Master, where did you get this snake meat, is there any more?"

The demigod child licked his lips.

He found that the original aura in the snake's flesh accelerated the recovery of its demigod's complete bloodline.

Meow meow

The little thieving cat also had a moving expression, with black gem-like eyes that flickered, revealing a few traces of flattery.