Chapter 925 Confrontation

The ability of the left eye can reproduce the ingested scene in an unusually real simulation.

It seems illusory, but it makes Zhao Feng, who is his master, feel extremely unreal.

And this ability seems to have been further improved after the mutation of the left eye.

Zhao Feng was in the immemorial dreamland after reappearance, and he was awakened together with the feeling of being in the immemorial dreamland that day. There is not much difference between entering the immemorial dreamland.

The sky is still full of thunderstorms.

Zhao Feng sat down cross-legged and released the wind and thunder space domain, overlapping the entire scene.

Time passed slowly.

Using Zuo Tong's ability, Zhao Feng constantly changed his field of wind and thunder so that it was exactly the same as the thunder and rain storm of heaven and earth.

What kind of changes occurred in the immemorial dream in the playback, Zhao Feng's domain changed accordingly.

"It's very feasible to do so!"

While Zhao Feng was imitating, his mind had already simulated and calculated the follow-up situation.

This is a small world of wind and thunder with the core space as the source of power.

That being the case, then go to the real Dreamland Primordial Space and try it.

If it is really dangerous, just come back immediately.

Immediately, Zhao Feng withdrew to the wind and thunder field, and his consciousness sank into the golden ball.

next moment.

Zhao Feng entered the immemorial dreamland.

"weather?"

Zhao Feng's expression was startled, and then he felt pity.

The weather in the immemorial dreamland is back to normal again, and there are no thunderstorms.

By visiting and practicing by myself, I have forgotten the time.

Normal thunderstorms may continue.

Just be patient and wait for the next opportunity.

Fortunately, he took part of the images at that time, and even operated the golden pupil to analyze the particle changes of some phenomena at that time.

Moreover, Zhao Feng still has the remaining ancient thunder carriers.

"It's better to shape a small world in the immemorial dreamland!"

Zhao Feng thought for a moment, the place he is now is relatively safe, and there are giant pythons and demon birds guarding him.

In the small world of Mikongjie, shaping the small world has a certain influence on the Mikongjie itself.

Wind and thunderstorms are just a phenomenon, based on the real world.

Zhao Feng can first refer to the ancient dreamland to shape the basic structure of the ancient dreamland, and then integrate the domain of wind and thunder into it.

This kind of small world shaping method may be easier.

After making up his mind, Zhao Feng sat down with his knees crossed.

After rebuilding, Zhao Feng absorbed a lot of immemorial breath, took a lot of dream fruits, plus his current realm and physique.

Zhao Feng was able to stay in the immemorial dreamland for a long time.

and.

A small world is not something that can be created casually, and it takes a lot of energy and time.

Zhao Feng has a left eye, which is of great help in shaping the small world.

He has decided to fight a protracted war.

In addition, Zhao Feng once thought.

He can decompose complete matter into countless particles.

That gives him countless particles,

Can he restore it to its original substance?

This is equivalent to destroying something, which is very simple, but it is very complicated to restore it to its original appearance.

If he can do this, Zhao Feng is afraid that he will be able to shape the real world.

Of course, this is just an idea, and there is no way to start.

Zhao Feng is immersed in the shaping and comprehension of the small world.

...

Another place on the continent.

Four figures stood in front of a giant peak.

These four black shadows do not radiate monstrous demonic power all over their bodies, covering the sky and the sun.

One of the most charming witches, in the purple-black flame lotus, was oppressed by the invisible breath, making the three top emperors beside him dare not breathe easily.

"Holy Lord of You Lian, Saint Nangong is inside!"

A great emperor, leaning over beside the stunning witch, said respectfully.

The power of Nangong Sheng is no longer something that the False God Emperor can stop.

In the past few times, in the absence of the Holy Master, Jiuyou Palace has lost four invincible emperors.

Nangong Sheng seems to be able to anticipate the crisis.

Every time the Holy Lord came, he would withdraw in advance.

Moreover, he is good at the space domain, and if he wants to escape, the general emperor cannot stop him.

But this time, he seems to be in retreat.

"The younger generation of the power of the evil god, infringing on the majesty of my Jiuyou Palace, really does not know whether to live or die!"

The Holy Master of You Lian sits cross-legged in the purple and black lotus flames, and the Holy Master has locked the entire mountain with great power.

"Nangong Sheng, this time you won't be able to fly!"

A broken arm emperor, with a fierce look in his eyes, shouted angrily.

This arm of his was cut off by Nangong Sage during the last siege of Nangong Sage, and the evil power at the wound made it impossible to heal, unless the Holy Master of Medicine could cure it.

boom!

Just when the staff of Jiuyou Palace were about to rush into the mountain.

The top of the entire mountain suddenly burst open, and a purple blood evil light rose into the sky, piercing the sky, and the coquettish purple blood pattern on it was looming.

The terrifying and unparalleled evil power made Holy Master You Lian, who was sitting in the purple-black lotus flame, feel depressed for a while.

The three great emperors trembled even more, their whole body strength was out of control, and they took a few steps back unconsciously.

call!

I saw a strange young man with purple-blooded hair, with purple-blooded patterns all over his body, flashing streamers, dragging a series of silver-violet double images, jumping out of them, and falling in front of Holy Master Youlian and others.

The evil purple-red light, and the other three great emperors present felt a suffocating pressure, with no real energy in their bodies, and trembling uncontrollably.

"Humph!"

The Holy Master You Lian snorted coldly, and with the might of the Holy Master, resisted some of the breath for his subordinates, and carefully looked at Saint Nangong with both eyes.

"Half-step Holy Master!"

Holy Master You Lian was horrified, Nangong Sheng was being chased by Jiuyou Palace, and the speed of advancement was so amazing.

"It seems that your mind has been completely distorted by the power of the evil god."

Holy Master You Lian has a determined look on his face.

Nangong Shengding lost his ego, and now he is dominated by the power of the evil god, so he can advance rapidly.

"Ha ha!"

Nangong Shengxie's cold face looked at Holy Master Youlian and sneered.

"The power of the evil god is not something you can control!"

The purple and black magic flames of the Holy Master You Lian rose high, and the Holy Master's aura exploded completely, like a huge purple lotus with magic flames, charging towards Nangong Sheng.

At the same time, the three great emperors immediately retreated.

Holy Master You Lian took action, how dare they participate in the battle of Holy Master.

Each of the three guarded one side to prevent Nangong Sheng from escaping.

Nangong Sheng grinned, his whole body blooming with silver and purple light, and a huge and demonic purple blood pattern was outlined on the back.

Immediately, the blood-colored pattern on his skin flashed an evil light, a layer of silver-purple divine brilliance, dragging layers of double shadows, wrapping it, like a troll roaring, and rammed directly towards the Holy Lord of You Lian.

boom!

Nangong Sheng took the initiative to collide with Holy Master You Lian, and under the drag of layers of silver and purple shadows, he actually transferred the Holy Master's profound light and holy power.

Nangong Sheng, wrapped in silver and purple shadows, was like the head of a roaring troll, rushing into the mighty rules of the Holy Master, tearing apart all the power.

"what?"

Demon Lord Youlian's expression changed slightly. Although Saint Nangong was a half-step Saint Lord, the power he used was the same as that of Xuanguang's holy power, and its strength was even far greater than her profound light's holy power.

"The Lotus of the Nether Demon!"

I saw a dark purple-flamed lotus flower flying out from the hand of Holy Master You Lian, and the amazing fluctuations of the magical holy power on it distorted the space and flew towards the colliding Nangong Sheng.

"Ha ha!"

Nangong Sheng did not retreat but advanced, laughed coldly, and the silver and purple shadows around him suddenly increased a bit.

"Evil claws!"

Nangong Sheng stretched out his right arm, and the blood-red pattern bloomed on it. He quickly climbed on his arm, extending countless blood-red branches and leaves, forming an invisible troll claw, tearing away.

Boom!

The power of the two demons collided in an instant, and the shocking violent aura exploded.

At the center of the explosion, the black and red airflow twists and twists, the forbidden power, destroying everything.

Nangong Shengzhen retreated a hundred feet, and his body was bathed in purple blood, showing a cold and evil smile, like an ancient demon.

Holy Master Youlian also stepped back several feet, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Saint Nangong in disbelief.

"Humph!"

The Demon Lord You Lian snorted, the dark demon flame in his eyes burning with anger, "Evil demon thief, this is your courting death!"

The infinite magic flame ignited again, and the purple magic flame penetrated into the void, covering thousands of miles, and fell into the area where the quiet purple magic flame was burning. Below, countless burning black lotuses seemed to be able to devour everything.

"Small world projection!"

"The Holy Master You Lian actually uses the power of the small world!"

The three great emperors felt that they were in the cold and cold area, and the endless suppression and restraint made them unable to move, and it was as painful as suffocation.

The power of projection in the small world of the Demon Lord You Lotus gradually unfolded.

Nangong Sheng's power was repelled and squeezed by the infinite rules of the entire world.

"Today, I won't accompany you to play!"

Nangong Sheng's mouth curled into a wicked smile.

A huge purple-blooded divine radiance spread out from behind, penetrated into the void, collided with the small world projection of Holy Lord You Lian, and scrambled for half of the 'territory'.

Saint Lord You Lian's expression stiffened.

Nangong Sheng is also using the power of small world projection, which proves that the power of his small world has reached the level of the Holy Master and cannot exist in the real space.

And the power of the small world projection it shows is not weaker than itself.

It even exudes a terrifying aura that exceeds the Holy Master.

Nangong Sheng unleashed the power of small world projection, and his figure turned into a silver-purple phantom and disappeared.

In his own small world power, Nangong Sheng's spatial talent is like a fish in water, even the Holy Master can only stare at him without breaking the power of his small world projection.

"what!"

The silver-violet phantom light flashed, and Nangong Sheng appeared behind the Broken Arm Great Emperor, slapped his palm on his head, and the demonic soul power instantly devoured his soul.

"Nangong Sheng, you..."

Holy Master You Lian scolded angrily.

But Nangong Sheng carried a small world projection, hidden in it, and disappeared.

The remaining two great emperors stood still, their whole bodies were soaked in cold sweat, and their souls shivered.

Nangong Sheng actually competed head-on with the Holy Master You Lian, escaped safely, and before leaving, killed another Demon Emperor.

His strength has grown to such an extent!

After escaping thousands of miles, Nangong Sheng stopped.

When the body was not in, the voice of the Heretic God's mind body sounded: "How, now the Holy Master, there is nothing wrong with you, Zhao Feng, you have already surpassed!"

"Hmph, in the memory of that great emperor, Zhao Feng has already killed the Jiuyou Demon Lord of Jiuyou Palace!"

Nangong Sheng snorted coldly, his face was cold, and his expression darkened.

"How is it possible..." The Evil God Mind Body was surprised for a while.

"It seems that I can't slack off, I must integrate and control this power as soon as possible!"

Nangong Sheng's silver and purple eyes were extremely firm. (To be continued) [ ] If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on the Genesis Chinese website and click on it as a member. Your support is my greatest motivation. )