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But.

The light curtain images of the major cities are still being replayed, and the wonderful shots when he won two championships.

According to Shen Xiaoyu's request, the light curtain can only be lifted after one month.

This is a pain for the Ice and Snow Palace, after all, it takes a lot of spirit stones to support the operation of so many light curtains.

The warriors in the major cities have nothing to do, occasionally looking up at the light curtain, and they are shocked every time.

Five days after Yun Feiyang left.

Dao Maoran rushed to the Ice and Snow City and said, "Strange, how did the breath of the Great Desert Knife break." ”

Yun Feiyang put the desert knife into the Feiyang Continent, and he couldn't feel it.

"Huh?"

Dao Xiangran found the light curtain in the sky above, saw the image of the clouds flying, and said in shock: "This guy is not dead!"

Once a knife, condensing the power of a thousand true dragons. The power was huge, however, the fact that the guy was still alive and participating in the genius contest really surprised him.

Dao Xiangran continued to watch the light curtain, and soon, he saw Yun Feiyang holding a strangely shaped weapon, fighting against the peak spirit beast.

"It's only been a few years, and this guy actually has the strength to compete with the peak spirit beast, and he has also comprehended the Stacked Wave Knife Technique to the second overlapping wave, which is really terrifying!"

"No, I can't. ”

"I've got to get to him as soon as possible and get rid of him. ”

Dao Xiangran's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Yun Feiyang's growth speed is too fast, if he reaches his own realm in the future, or even surpasses, I am afraid that it will be troublesome, and the best way is to kill it in advance to get rid of future troubles!

"Tsk. ”

Not far away, a martial artist sighed with emotion: "Yun Feiyang, this guy's ground-level weapon is a cow." ”

"Without this, it is absolutely impossible to defeat a peak spirit beast comparable to the Great Perfection of the Void Realm. Another warrior said.

Ground Weapons?

Dao Xiangran looked up at the light curtain again, carefully examined the strange weapon in Yun Feiyang's hand, and his eyes flashed with greed.

"I said why is he so powerful, it turns out that there is a treasure of the earth level!"

It's good, it's good.

Whether it's to get rid of the trouble, or for the sake of a ground-level weapon, you have to find him!

"That kid, you should go back to the Valley of the Madmen with the arrogant sky. Dao Maung Ran was suddenly entangled, should he take the risk of intercepting it?

He was more afraid of arrogance, after all, the other party's realm was also the Great Perfection of the Transformation God Realm.

"Brother Zhang, I heard that Yun Feiyang took the disciples of the Red Feather Fang to the Sword Shrine five days ago. The warrior next to him said.

Did that guy go to the Sword Shrine?

Dao Xiangran pricked up his ears, and listened to the martial artist who called Brother Zhang and said, "Yes, I met him outside the city, accompanied by the disciples of Honglingfang and the Ice and Snow Palace. ”

"The Sword Shrine is one of the four forbidden places in the Little God Realm, and it is full of dangers, this guy really has the courage to go. The warrior who spoke first shook his head.

"A genius like him must be bold, and when he suffers a loss, he will understand his weakness. ”

"Let's go, Brother Zhang, let's stop talking about him, let's go to the tavern and have a good drink. ”

The two left.

Not far away, the corners of his mouth were raised, a grim smile appeared, and he quietly disappeared into the ice and snow city.

……

In the central area of the Little God Realm, there is a city called the Little God Main City.

The city is active and wide, and the buildings inside are also magnificent, especially a castle suspended in the air, revealing a solemn and majestic momentum.

The warriors who live in the city of the little god lord know that the hanging castle is the palace where the lord of the small god realm and the little god lord live.

At this moment.

In the hall of the palace, a long-haired man in a black robe sat on a throne, his hands clasped together, staring at the light curtain in front of him with interest.

Above, the battle between Yun Feiyang and Qin Yizhi is presented.

The long-haired man made a hoarse voice and said, "This Changle Sect disciple actually has divine powers, and he should have awakened the remnant soul of a certain god. ”

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he stood up, his eyes flickered and he was stunned, and said, "This guy named Yun Feiyang can absorb divine power?

"Lord. ”

The white-haired old man standing next to him said, "This person may also carry the remnant soul of the gods. ”

"No, no. ”

The long-haired man shook his head and said, "If the master is not mistaken, he should be the remnant of the divine realm." ”

"Remnants of the Divine Realm?" the white-haired old man's deep gaze showed murderous intent.

"Brush. ”

The long-haired man sat down, put his hands together again, and said with a smile: "Yun Feiyang? This name seems to be the same as the former god of war." ”

The white-haired old man was stunned and said, "Could it be that he is the reincarnation of the God of Battle?"

"I hope he is, in this way, he can also make up for the regret of not being able to fight with this person ten thousand years ago. The long-haired man said.

"The Lord is one of the best geniuses in the True Martial God Domain, and he is just a low-level realm, how can a guy who claims to be the God of War be worthy of fighting you?"

The white-haired old man said.

The long-haired man said: "Zuo Envoy, don't underestimate that God of Battle, according to the news my father received, he may be the son of a certain Immortal Emperor in the True Martial God Domain." ”

"What?"

The white-haired old man exclaimed, "Son of the Immortal Emperor?!"

"Hey. ”

The long-haired man stroked his hair, revealing a rather handsome face, and said, "Father is too, and he never told me which son of the Immortal Emperor it is." ”

The white-haired old man seemed to have an understanding and said: "In the past 100,000 years, the wars of the Nine Great Immortal Emperors have been frequent, and the fight is inexorable.

The long-haired man smiled: "The left envoy is not a loss is my father's right-hand man, and the reason can be deduced from the master's words alone." ”

The white-haired old man said bitterly: "Old and ignorant, I didn't understand until today that the old lord came to the lower realm for the god of battle. ”

The long-haired man said: "When my father came here, the god of war was suppressed, I don't know how many times I have been reincarnated, and it is too difficult to find him in the vast sea of people." ”

"Lord. ”

The white-haired old man said: "If the God of Battle is really the son of the Immortal Emperor, he must have transcendent martial arts qualifications, and if you search carefully, you should be able to find it." ”

The long-haired man pointed to the clouds flying on the light curtain and said, "What do you think of this person's qualifications?"

The white-haired old man groaned slightly, and said, "Judging from the decay, this son can be regarded as outstanding in the small god realm, but in the True Martial God Domain, it is also at an average level. ”

"Average. ”

The long-haired man shook his head and said, "In other words, he is just the same name as the God of War, not the person my father is looking for." ”

"Lord. ”

The white-haired old man said seriously: "Since the old lord has been entrusted to erase the son of the Immortal Emperor, even if he encounters someone with the same name, he would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let go of one." ”

"That's right. ”

The long-haired man stretched his waist and said lightly: "This Yun Feiyang, I'll leave it to you to solve." ”

"Yes......"

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted in the palace, and Shen Xiaoyu's father, Shen Lin Feng, fell lightly.

Seeing this, a trace of jealousy appeared in the long-haired man's eyes, and he said, "Master Shen, why are you here?"

"It's okay, knock on the door. ”

Shen Lin Feng raised his hand lightly, pointed to the light curtain, and said with a smile: "By the way, tell Your Excellency, whoever dares to touch him, my Shen family will fight with whoever he wants, and he will never die." ”