Nine Hundred and Twentieth Chapters Thunderstorm Storm

Some of the people present did not believe their ears.

Zhao Feng actually refused so decisively.

Reject the fourth prince who is most likely to win the crown, and help the ninth prince who ranks sixth in overall strength.

What was he thinking?

Even the fourth prince himself was greatly surprised.

He thought that Zhao Feng might hesitate, but he didn't expect to be so sure.

Moreover, the reason for Zhao Feng's refusal is very simple and admirable, but it is not easy to continue to persuade.

Betrayal is something everyone hates.

Do you want Zhao Feng to be a traitor?

Zhuge Yun was a little regretful. He was looking forward to cooperating with Zhao Feng. If Zhao Feng was willing to come to the camp of the Fourth Prince, the overall strength of the Fourth Prince would be improved by another level.

Moreover, Zhao Feng, now dressed with blond hair and golden eyes, gave him an even more unfathomable feeling.

It reminded him of the powerful deterrence of the purple-haired double evil in the magical space.

Butler Qi broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. He was glad that Zhao Feng did not accept it. Otherwise, it would be his fault.

Looking up at Zhao Feng's calm face, Butler Qi's view of Zhao Feng changed again.

Liang Sang in the distance almost lost his footing.

"That kid actually refused." Liang Sang was at a loss, almost mad.

Such a God-given opportunity, Zhao Feng is really crazy, right?

"Liang Sang, let's go, go back and prepare, and see if you can win a place in the hands of other princes"

The lord of Tianchi City sighed in a low voice, missing a great opportunity, and now he can only rely on luck.

"Okay, Zhao Feng, I look forward to meeting you in the royal tomb"

The fourth prince looked dignified and his aura spread out invisible, as if he was challenging the same power.

Zhao Feng clasped his fists and smiled, but did not speak.

Afterwards, the fourth prince led Zhuge Yun to leave the martial arts field.

"Fourth Highness, Zhao Feng is indeed a rare talent"

Zhuge Yun suggested in a low voice.

"I know"

The fourth prince's expression was condensed.

How many beast masters can control the original race of the Primordial Ten Thousand Races?

If he guessed correctly, this cloud silkworm fairy butterfly should be the one in the hands of Uncle Thirteen.

I heard that the cloud silkworm fairy butterfly, Uncle Thirteen regarded it as a treasure, and fell into a deep sleep, on the verge of death.

Now, it appears here alive, with a strong breath.

This shows that Zhao Feng's ability.

Moreover, the cloud silkworm fairy butterfly, its own auxiliary ability, is extremely amazing.

In the tombs of the royal family, there are many ancient and even ancient rare beasts.

If there is an excellent animal trainer who can tame the liver, it will be a super powerful combat force.

"Unless the Nine Emperor Brothers give up the battle for the prince, Zhao Feng can't help me."

The Fourth Prince's eyes are clear and bright.

If Zhao Feng helps him, the fourth prince's confidence will be raised one more point.

But Zhao Feng helping the ninth prince does not pose a threat to him.

"Uncle Thirteen?"

The fourth prince looked forward, and King Nanfeng was coming quickly.

"Fourth Highness, is Zhao Feng in front?"

The fourth prince nodded slightly. He wanted to talk to Uncle Thirteen, but seeing how eager he was, he didn't say anything and watched King Nanfeng leave.

Two years ago, King Nanfeng broke through the Holy Master, and the award territory expanded again, and it is not impossible for him to enter the Taihuang Palace in the future.

"It seems that King Nanfeng may stand behind the ninth prince, and the seventh prince should be very angry."

Zhuge Yun smiled slightly. After King Nanfeng returned to the palace, he negotiated with the Seventh Prince many times, but it was still unsuccessful.

It seems that King Nanfeng has long been waiting for Zhao Feng here.

"Southern Maple King"

Zhao Feng came to the Inland Palace with surprise on his face. King Nanfeng was his only acquaintance.

"My lord, go to the residence of the Ninth Highness and have a seat, and talk about something slowly."

Butler Qi immediately greeted him and said respectfully.

Under the leadership of Steward Qi, Zhao Feng and King Nanfeng came to the Palace of the Ninth Prince.

King Nanfeng looked at the Cloud Silkworm Fairy Butterfly with a gentle gaze.

If it wasn't for meeting Zhao Feng, Yun Qian Xian Die was still in a deep sleep, and he might never wake up, and he would not break through the Holy Master.

"Congratulations, Your Highness, you have broken through the Holy Master." Zhao Feng smiled and clasped his fists.

"Thanks to your Hundred Origin Sacred Paste, right, Zhao Feng, your pupils?"

King Nanfeng smiled slightly and asked with concern. He was very impressed by Zhao Feng's bloodline pupils.

"There has been a transformation." Zhao Feng did not hide it.

"Metamorphosis?"

King Nanfeng was shocked physically and mentally. Zhao Feng's bloodline eyes and pupils were originally very special and powerful.

No wonder he broke through the Holy Master, but still couldn't see the depth of Zhao Feng, and even didn't dare to take a close look at the golden pupil that was as bright as amber.

King Nanfeng was very interested in Zhao Feng's left pupil, but didn't ask much.

"Why did you help the Ninth Prince?"

King Nanfeng was a little puzzled, this was the main purpose of his trip.

He is not optimistic about the ninth prince at all, and in the ninth prince's family, he is embarrassed to speak directly about the disadvantage of the ninth prince.

King Nanfeng also directly stated that if Zhao Feng had the will, he could help Zhao Feng secure a place in the hands of the Thirteenth Prince, Seventh Prince and other princes who had some hope.

But he didn't know, just before he came, Zhao Feng refused even the invitation of the fourth prince.

"It's just by chance, I just want to participate in the battle of the prince, the ninth prince is not far from me"

Zhao Feng thought about it for a while and didn't know how to answer. In the palace, he wouldn't dare to say that he would kill the Thirteenth Prince.

When King Nanfeng heard it, he almost spit out the tea he was drinking.

If it wasn't for his familiarity with Zhao Feng, he would definitely think that Zhao Feng was playing tricks on him.

"Zhao Feng, you look at everything very lightly"

King Nanfeng can only say so.

If it is others, I will try my best to seek more benefits for myself.

After that, Zhao Feng and Nanfeng Wang Chang chatted a lot.

Most of them were introduced to Zhao Feng by King Nanfeng, about the battle between the palace, the prince, and the situation of the princes.

Little Thief Cat and Cloud Silkworm Fairy Butterfly didn't know what to say.

"My lord, after a while, I will be in retreat. If there is news about Haiyan Pavilion or Wanshengzong, I will tell them to join the Ninth Prince's faction."

There is still one year left, Zhao Feng needs to retreat to improve his strength.

After all, Haiyan Pavilion was an affiliate of Jiuyou Palace, and even if it developed, it was still powerless to resist in front of the Samsung Peak Sect.

Therefore, Bi Qingyue is more likely to use the title of All Saints Sect.

But this does not guarantee its safety

King Nanfeng thoughtfully, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, then I'll leave first."

After King Nanfeng left, Zhao Feng retreated again.

After getting some information from King Nanfeng, Zhao Feng felt that it was not impossible for the ninth prince to compete for the crown prince.

Lost in the void.

"You can use Baiyuan holy ointment"

Zhao Feng couldn't wait a little bit, it was the first time to use Baiyuan Holy Liquid from the moment he obtained it.

At the same time, Zhao Feng's spiritual sense turned into several strands, and he participated in other trainings.

The first part is to participate in the field of wind and thunder. If possible, Zhao Feng intends to condense the small world during the battle for the prince.

In the tombs of the royal family, it is basically the battle power of the emperor.

Creating a small world can increase Zhao Feng's combat power in the fastest and most effective way.

The second strand is to participate in the wind and thunder of flames, and continuously integrate the thunder robbery soul power in the soul body into the wind and thunder of flames.

Now Zhao Feng, the main goal is the quality of the real essence, not the quantity.

According to the news from King Nanfeng, if he rushes to improve his realm, it will be detrimental and unhelpful.

Other spiritual senses are responsible for pulling the power of thunder tribulation in the left eye space, refining the soul, analyzing the structure of many material particles, etc.

Zhao Feng cautiously took a portion of the 'Hundred Source Sacred Serum, and suddenly felt a smooth and holy aura that penetrated the internal organs, limbs, and bones, to the core space, the depths of the soul.

Zhao Feng felt that his whole body received the grace of Hundred Origin Sacred Paste, and he received a brief sublimation.

Perhaps because of the Holy Lightning Body, the medicinal effect of Baiyuan Holy Plaster immediately reached the whole body and was slowly absorbed by Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng immediately activated the Saint Lightning Body.

call

His body was suddenly taller, and his whole body was surrounded by brilliant golden and blue light. One after another of exquisite thunder patterns were looming on the surface of his body, occasionally bursting with thunder light.

After running the holy thunder body, the medicinal effect of absorbing Baiyuan holy jelly is doubled, and the medicinal effect can be used to cast the body to the greatest extent.

boom boom

At the same time, Zhao Feng split another thought, running the wind and thunder of flames, tempering the holy thunder body, and increasing the absorption strength and efficacy.

three days later.

Zhao Feng's body was shaken, the whole body was golden and blue, and the thunder light roared, and the momentum increased sharply.

"It seems that I still underestimated the effect of Baiyuan Holy Cream"

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered.

Only 60% of the medicinal effect of Baiyuan Holy Plaster was absorbed.

The Holy Lightning Body has successfully broken through the five-layer limit.

He immediately curbs the body's absorption of the medicinal effects.

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Very small lavender thunder patterns faintly appeared all over Zhao Feng's body, and then a powerful soul will radiated out.

"Since there is still excess medicinal effect, it will be used to temper the soul body"

The 'Thunder Tribulation Soul Body' has always been ignored by Zhao Feng, but at present, he doesn't know enough about the 'Thunder Tribulation Soul Body'.

In the future, when the knowledge increases and the level of the realm becomes higher, the other functions of the Thunder Tribulation Soul Body will definitely be discovered.

A few more days passed.

The medicinal effect of the Baiyuan Sage was completely absorbed by Zhao Feng's soul.

Now his soul, compared to ordinary people, is more solid, and even no longer a transparent body.

The imprint of the thunder tribulation of thin and weak threads is looming on its surface.

After the baptism of Baiyuan Holy Paste, Zhao Feng felt that his 'Thunder Tribulation' body was indescribably different from the past.

"The Holy Lightning Body has reached the limit of five layers, go to the ancient dreamland and try it"

Zhao Feng's mind moved, he had not entered the dream realm for a long time.

After the blue lake disappeared, it was replaced by a mysterious golden sphere. Zhao Feng infiltrated his consciousness into the center of the golden sphere, and there was also a layer of golden mysterious vortex.

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Zhao Feng came to the forest, the ancient trees beside him were towering, and the monster bird and the giant python were still guarding here.

However, the moment he entered this place, Zhao Feng felt something different.

The unprecedentedly powerful coercion and terrifying primordial aura made his bloodline and true essence tremble.

This is still, Zhao Feng's holy thunder body has just improved.

what happened?

"This is... a thunderstorm?"

Zhao Feng looked around, the sky was dark, thunder and lightning flashed, and the storm raged.

The raindrops hit Zhao Feng, making a crackling sound.

boom

A giant thunder fell fiercely, like a goddess descending into the world, scaring the devil and crying.

Just standing here, Zhao Feng's body and soul are under the pressure of unparalleled breath.

That immemorial thunder made Zhao Feng shake physically and mentally, his expression sluggish, and the sound of thunder kept echoing in his mind.

If the front is hit by that thunder, even the Holy Master will be wiped out.

"Is this the thunderstorm in the ancient times?"

Zhao Feng was shocked, and spoke out for a long time.