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

"Not even the 'Xuankong Crack, can't hurt her in the slightest?"

Nangong Sheng lost his mind slightly.

Even if it was the sunny young man "Wen Luoan", who resisted his Xuankong Crack, he would at least suffer some damage

However.

The primeval list of all races, the bloodline ranking has before and after.

Wen Luoan, ranked in the top 100, is already a demon who is against the sky.

Let alone.

The Spirit Clan is the top 20 mythical bloodlines in the list of all races.

After blocking this blow.

Buzz

On Zhao Yufei's body, a layer of purple glow bloomed, turning into a bundle of thousands of ways, powerful and domineering.

The terrifying aura of the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Clans List made the vitality of heaven and earth boil and burn, and the purple light rushed straight to the galaxy.

That moment.

Under the stage of the true king, many sect disciples, and even some kings, their physical and mental bloodlines trembled faintly.

Except for the two Great Emperors.

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

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

Bang

Nangong Sheng turned into a Xuanyin phantom, not wanting to shake its edge and dodge Zhao Yufei's round of range-based rush.

Even so.

He was also shocked by that counterattack, and his blood was churning.

"Attack, Speed, Defense, Tend to Perfect ......"

Nangong Sheng took a deep breath and felt very troubled.

Although he has the innate physique of "Ethereal Body" and "Heavenly Spirit Body" at the same time, he is not the bloodline of the Ten Thousand Races List.

The Ancient Ten Thousand Races List included all the top bloodline races that had been inherited from the Ancient World.

The top twenty mythical races are all tending to perfection.

In the next battle, Nangong Holy Envoy did his best.

Even, he even sacrificed the "Qiankun Sword", just suppressing Zhao Yufei for a moment, and he couldn't tell the winner.

Unbelievable.

Zhao Yufei's true yuan is not only strong, but also endless, fighting for half a day, but it is becoming more and more refined.

On the list of ten thousand races, the vast majority of bloodlines are extremely strong.

And Zhao Yufei, on the one hand, has a strong recovery force, mainly because of the characteristics of his spirit bloodline, and his body is "phased."

To put it simply.

Other people's true elements generally need to be stored in the zài dantian and condensed into the crystalline nucleus.

But the bloodline of the spirit clan, the whole body is equivalent to the "dantian", which is equivalent to the source of power.

Compared with the true yuan reserves, the spirit clan is stronger, ten times, or even a hundred times that of the same level.

Therefore.

If you fight a protracted war, there are almost no races that are the opponents of the spirit race.

"The bloodline of the Spirit Race is really strong. If it weren't for Sheng'er breaking through the king, I am afraid that he would be defeated. ”

The Emperor of the Sky secretly pinched a cold sweat.

The primeval ten thousand races list, the top twenty bloodlines, is really unattainable.

Time is ticking.

The battle between the two geniuses is inseparable.

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

The two geniuses fought for a day and a night.

Zhao Yufei's face is not red, her heart is not beating, and she is leisurely.

On Nangong Sheng's forehead, a trace of sweat faintly appeared, and only occasionally would the "Qiankun Sword" be sacrificed and the town would be in the field.

At the same moment.

In the Emperor's Mansion, inside the Secret Palace.

"Yu Fei...... Is that what you're really capable of?"

A murmur sounded.

meow

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

call

A head of lilac hair, pure and unified, ethereal like a dream, with an evil beauty that affects the mind.

Zhao Feng sat up and opened his eyes.

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

Touching the purple pupils, the demigod child was shocked.

"What kind of bloodline eyes are this, and what does it have to do with the Eight Great Divine Eyes?"

The demigod child did not dare to look directly into his left eye.

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

Of course.

A demigod toddler who only has the primary bloodline of a demigod, as well as some memory abilities.

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

Zhao Feng didn't look at the demigod child.

His left eye, piercing through the heavy buildings and spatial barriers, saw the battle on the True King Stage.

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

"Yu Fei, backed by Xiao Tiandi, has also integrated the will of the Purple Saint Remnant Spirit, plus its Spirit Bloodline, under the Great Emperor, it is enough to be invincible. ”

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

At the same moment.

Zhao Yufei, who was fighting, had a coolness coming from her whole body, and she had the illusion of being stripped naked and seeing through all her secrets.

But.

That gaze is insightful, a sense of familiarity.

"Huh?"

The Duanmu Emperor and the Mikong Emperor produced a trace of induction.

The insight of the divine eye, and the glancing of ordinary divine thoughts, should be deepened.

When the two emperors had an induction, Zhao Feng withdrew his left eye.

His gaze fell on the demigod child.

"Hehe, it's growing fast. ”

With a hint of a smile, Zhao Feng looked at the demigod child.

The rebirth of a demigod is not so much a recultivation as a "restoration".

The essence of the demigod essence blood is not trivial.

What's more, in the process of the demigod's blood rebirth, Zhao Feng also used a large number of treasures such as the Fountain of Youth, the essence of life, and so on.

A demigod toddler with a hint of Kanazawa texture on his whole body.

"I can't see it, the demigod Kunyun was still a strong man who was good at refining his body back then. ”

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

At this time.

The demigod Kunyun's physical body is stronger, and he is only stronger than the Skeleton Hall Master.

"The host ......"

The demigod child, who was looked at by Zhao Feng, seemed to have no secret, and there was nothing to hide.

"Spiritual Seed"

Zhao Feng's left eye, a purple fantasy world as deep as fog emerged, and the terrifying spiritual pupil power made the soul consciousness of the demigod child freeze for a while.

What a strong soul pupil power

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

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

He couldn't resist, and saw Zhao Feng "again" lay down the Spiritual Heart Seed.

Before falling asleep, Zhao Feng cast a meditation 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 Spiritual Heart Species.

This time, the Meditation Seed was integrated into Zhao Feng's pupil power will

That's right, Hitomi Force

Zhao Feng's divine eyes, after the mutation, the soul level leaped, and in the blood and blood eyes, the pupil power will was born

The will of the pupil force, similar to the will of the king, but more special.

"Pupil power will? This can only be possessed by a few soul bloodline eye pupils that have reached the king level of cultivation. ”

The demigod child's heart was cold.

No doubt.

This time, with the will of the pupil force, the "Spiritual Heart Seed" cast was dozens of times stronger than the last time

To know.

In Zhao Feng's soul, there is the pupil power will of the Death Emperor, and so far, it has not been annihilated.

However, Zhao Feng believed that with the transformation of the divine eye this time, the speed of the consumption of that pupil power will will increase.

Only he himself understands how great the transformation of the divine eye and the improvement of the soul level are this time.

"Last time, the god's eye changed, and it was a small change. And this time, it's a big change."

Zhao Feng stood in place, his lilac hair dancing in the wind.

There is a strong self-confidence and pride in him.

Last time.

The attributes of the Divine Spirit Eye can be transformed between ice and water, and the essence is transformed, which is not very large.

And this time.

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

Zhao Feng's soul and divine eye are highly integrated, and they are no longer separated from each other.

The world of the Soul Sea is thousands of feet in diameter, how vast.

In the sea of purple mist, there is a blue pupil power lake, which is the source.

In mid-air, cyan wind and red purple thunderclouds are intertwined and roaring, and the momentum is magnificent.

"This time, the transformation of the god's eye is at the soul level"

Zhao Feng got up and walked slowly.

His current soul source power is even stronger than that of an ordinary Void God Realm king.

He urged the "Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Formula" to converge and condense his soul power.

One thought turns into a hundred

Zhao Feng thought about it, and his thoughts were divided into one or two hundred shares, and his heart was happy.

Even if it is Duanmu Qing, he has only cultivated to the level of turning one thought into a thousand.

As for Zhao Feng, as long as he strengthens his cultivation for a period of time, he should be able to reach five hundred in one thought.

Followed by.

Zhao Feng tried to dissipate the deep wisp of death will aura in the soul sea.

The dark mark of the Eye of Death, under Zhao Feng's wear, its aura was slowly weakening.

"The speed, several times faster than before. ”

Zhao Feng was overjoyed.

As long as he solves this Death Pupil Power Mark, he will be able to escape the tracking of the Death Emperor.

Half an hour later.

Under the condensation of "Ten Thousand Thoughts Divine Formula", incorporating some dream primeval atmosphere, Zhao Feng's purple soul sea was condensed and strengthened, and the aura was further converged.

Then.

On the side of the True King Terrace, the discussion between Zhao Yufei and Nangong Sheng finally came to an end.

"Emperor Mikong, it's better to end this battle with a draw. ”

Emperor Duanmu said with a smile.

"Good. ”

The Emperor couldn't ask for it.

Boom

The will of the two emperors, traversing heaven and earth, immediately stopped the battle between the two geniuses.

"Your Excellency's spatial secret technique is indeed very subtle. This battle ended in a draw. ”

Zhao Yufei smiled lightly.

Nangong Sheng is a complete king cultivator, coupled with the unpredictable space secret technique, it is indeed difficult.

"Senior Sister Zhao's Spirit Clan bloodline is enviable, and I can only remain undefeated. ”

Nangong Shengyan breathed a sigh of relief.

The bloodline of the Spirit Race is really perfect and strong, and he is helpless.

This Zhao Yufei, who is younger than him, can be said to be sure to catch up with him in the future.

After all.

The characteristic of the spirit race is that it is proud of the cultivation speed of heaven and earth, as long as the spiritual conception is enough, it can basically be infinitely improved.

"Yu Fei, you played well in this battle. didn't really use the power of the small world, and he was able to fight with Nangong Sheng. ”

The Purple Saint Remnant Spirit said approvingly.

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

It is to be expected that after this battle.

Zhao Yufei's prestige of the Spirit Clan will definitely shake the True Martial Holy Land.

Day.

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

"Brother Zhao Feng, you really woke up. ”

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

On Zhao Feng's body, a faint trace of soul power fluctuations surprised Duanmu Qing.

As an emperor-level, he couldn't spy on Zhao Feng's true reality.

See here.

Duanmu Qing glanced at Zhao Yufei.

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

Zhao Yufei smiled playfully.