King of Gods

In the middle of the forest.

Zhao Feng stands in the same place, his brow is slightly wrinkled, his thumb is close to the temple, and there is a feeling of pain, from the blue left.

I don't know if it is an illusion. The left-handedness, like the ice-cold cold pool, is not as cold as it used to be.

That feeling, as if the iceberg is about to melt into a lake.

"This feeling……"

Zhao Feng also has a slight sense of tiredness.

Before the last change of the gods, there seemed to be a similar feeling.

But this time, the feelings should be smoother, and more of the painful feeling of the gods eye.

If you don’t push the eyes of the gods, once you push them, this pain will be tenfold and 100 times stronger.

Zhao Feng could not be sure that this situation was caused by excessive consumption of power in the ruins, or whether the spiritual eye was about to enter a transition.

Perhaps both have some, and some unknown "catalysis".

The changes in the eyes of the gods and the direction of the change are factors that Zhao Feng cannot control.

In this case, Zhao Feng has both expectations and concerns.

He does not know, the next time the gods change, they will take themselves to where.

call

Zhao Feng calmed his mind and urged the blood of the body.

唰

The blood power has a cool feeling, instantly infiltrating into the left eye space, and isolating the blue cold pool.

next moment.

Zhao Feng’s left eye, returning to normal black sputum, appears bleak.

In the left eye space.

The blue cold pool, a glimpse of the cold, the cold scent fades, creating a water-like softness

"My blood power is really directly related to the attributes of the spiritual eye."

Zhao Feng found that the blood power in his body was between ice and water.

Snoring

He urged the blood power, took a palm to shoot, and produced an ice-lei flower in the void, and a layer of water-like ripples appeared, like a crystal dream.

The power of the palm of the law has not changed much.

However, Zhao Feng found that his control over the blood power and the use of changes are more than double the previous ice-cold blood.

Returning to the Hengyun area, this kind of change in the eyes of the gods, Zhao Fengfu is unpredictable.

However, he is self-sufficient, even if he does not use the eyes of the gods, with his own combat power and card, it is enough to cross the thirteen countries and two great powers.

now.

Zhao Feng can't easily use the eyes of the gods, standing between the trees, slightly embarrassed, I don't know which direction to go.

Meow meow

The little thief cat jumped over his shoulder and threw a few bronze coins. He smiled and pointed in a certain direction.

"Small gods, I will trust you again."

Zhao Feng couldn't help but smile.

He is also skeptical about the divination of the little thief cat.

call out

Zhao Feng turned into a vague electric enchanting arc and flew to a certain area of ​​the wild forest.

According to the direction pointed by the little thief cat, Zhao Feng flew thousands of miles all the way.

There is still an uninhabited wasteland ahead, but sometimes there are some lakes and rivers. Those lakes and rivers, let Zhao Feng's spiritual eyes produce a kind call.

During this period, Zhao Feng naturally encountered some fierce beasts and monsters, killing between the fingers, no suspense.

Zhao Feng’s current cultivation has reached the peak of true mystery. He can even count as a half-step of God. Even if he does not use the eyes of the gods, the ordinary God is not afraid.

When the flight was exhausted, Zhao Feng called the "Qingfeng Yan", which was quiet for a long time, from the ancient iron ring.

The ancient iron ring is a gift from the Purple Holy Spirit, which can store ordinary items and store spiritual creatures.

Because there is no deliberate cultivation, Qing Fengyan's cultivation is only a half-step true spiritual environment, but the ability to fly is much stronger than the general real spirit.

After flying thousands of miles, Zhao Feng still did not leave the ridiculous area.

Zhao Feng’s heart is slightly annoyed, and he is preparing to take out the little thief and ask for it.

Just at this time.

嗖嗖嗖——

In the lower reaches of a Taotao River, there are suddenly seven or eight figure shapes.

Those physiques, the atmosphere is good, the minimum is the seven heavens, the two-step true spirit has two, and the first one is a true spiritual high.

"The thief of the Iron Dragon Alliance, take life -"

"How is it so fast, the people of the Iron Dragon League have already been chased here?"

These figures seem to have just discovered Zhao Feng, one by one, screaming, killing, and rushing.

Zhao Feng has not yet clarified the situation and was culled by the group for no reason.

He hurriedly swept away, and the seven or eight people, most of them were hanged with color, and some wolf-scarred, apparently not long ago, experienced the battle.

That is the first, a brown-robed old man, is a true spiritual high-ranking person, repaired to be more than the original Yunhai real person, but also to be strong.

"Be careful, this person is a young man, and he is actually a true spiritual person."

The old man in the brown robe swept Zhao Feng and his heart slammed.

Zhao Feng's cultivation is breathless, he can't see through it, but he can be sure that it is at least the level of true spirituality.

These people, who have just chased and killed, have killed and fought many times, and their strength is not at its peak.

Another six or seven people, suddenly as the enemy, guarded carefully.

Despite their large number of people, if they want to join hands with a true spiritual person, even if they can kill or reinvent, they will have to pay a great price.

Under normal circumstances, they have to win, at least half of the loss.

Zhao Feng was trapped in the encirclement of these eight people. His body shape was not moving, and his face looked from the mistakes of the beginning to the joy and interest.

I finally saw people.

Zhao Feng has a feeling of relief.

Seeing that Zhao Feng was trapped in the encirclement, he was not surprised. The old man in brown robes looked more dignified and the dark road was not good.

"The thief, before the death, report the name"

It is another jinbo youth who is half-step true spirit, hateful and hateful.

In the face of this situation, Zhao Feng subconsciously wants to launch the "eye of the mind", with the highest and fastest efficiency, from these populations, the answer is known.

However, there was a pain in the eyes of the gods, let him give up the idea.

I can’t use the eyes of the gods, but I’m not used to it.

Zhao Feng sighed a little helplessly.

However, his thoughts turned, and there was a smile on his lips.

In the past, he possessed the eyes of the gods, controlled the situation, and powerful insights, so that all the authenticity in front of him was invisible.

The sense of control, high above, is naturally very powerful, but it makes a lot of processes, losing interest.

And now.

Zhao Feng does not dare to use the eyes of the gods for the time being, and can experience the life of "ordinary people."

This kind of state of mind transformation makes Zhao Feng's expression cold and indifferent, gradually melting some, and a little more playful expression.

"Alright, before dying, let you know who is killed... This rudder master, surnamed Zhao Mingfeng."

Zhao Feng reveals an inscrutable look.

He directly reported his real name.

At that time, Zhao Feng participated in thirteen alliance events, like a miracle comet, won the first place, and the famous name was thirteen.

Although it has been two years now, Zhao Feng believes that his name should not be completely forgotten by the world.

Zhao Feng?

Seven or eight people present, a slight glimpse.

Several of them even remembered it carefully, but they couldn’t remember any real high-spirited man named Zhao Feng.

"No... I have never heard of it."

Several people face each other with a slight mistake.

The eyes of all people are cast to the old-fashioned brown robe.

The old man in the brown robes is obviously very qualified, and should know most of the true spirits in the Hengyun area.

however.

The old man in the brown robes also shook his head slightly, and his brow was locked.

Such a young and talented genius, looking at the two great powers, seems to have only been a few months ago to go to the Sanmo Real Estate of the Sanctuary.

Looking at the expressions of these people, Zhao Feng was surprised.

At the beginning, he was also famous in the 13 countries. These people did not know his name.

At this point, he was actually surprised.

Among the seven or eight people, only the Jinpao youth, one of the half-step true spirits, whispered: "This name seems to have appeared in a reward for killing two years ago."

suddenly.

"Zhao rudder master... rudder master o"

The old man in the brown robe suddenly felt a shock, and looked at Zhao Feng, and his heart flashed a fearful thought.

Looking at the Hengyun area, the real spirits are high, and the high level is on the top, looking at the majority of sectarian forces, at least the elders level.

The name of the rudder master, it sounds like a middle layer, placed in the Hengyun area, is absolutely unimaginable.

Only a few hundred years ago, some of the Red Moon Demons who wanted to unify the mainland, some powerful God, can only live in the position of the rudder.

Especially in the last two years, the embers of the Red Moon Demon, re-emerged in some remote areas of the mainland.

The Iron Dragon Alliance, behind it is the support of the Red Moon Magic, which is not a big secret in the high-level area of ​​Hengyun.

"Does this person be..."

The old man in brown robes panic and sweats on his forehead.

If the guess is true, if they are a team, even if they are several times more, they are not enough for the other person to sew.

The Red Moon Magic teaches any rudder master, and is definitely a giant on the side of the town.

The former Red Moon Magic, any rudder, can definitely destroy the Hengyun area, it is beyond doubt

"Yes, I am Zhao Rudder."

Zhao Feng is indifferent and does not deny it.

He teaches in iron and blood, that is, the rudder master on the side of the town.

From the words and deeds of the old man in the brown robes, Zhao Feng has speculated in his heart.

This is not a thirteen country area.

It is speculated that he is not a strong country of Tielong, but an area of ​​the original Tianfeng Power.

If you mention the name of "Zhao Feng" in the 13 countries, these people cannot be ignorant.

After all, in the 13th Union Conference of the year, Zhao Feng was famous for the thirteen countries. Later, it was even more popular by the sea of ​​clouds and wanted in the thirteen countries.

So, is it here Tianfeng Powerful Country or Tiron Power?

"Tielong League, really can afford Jiang, even sent you the level of the strong, to chase me, etc.

The old man in the brown robe sucked a cold breath, and his mouth was full of helplessness.

Zhao Feng's cultivation is breathless and unfathomable. It seems to be inclusive with the heavens and the earth. He is completely invisible.

The other party claimed to be the "rudder master", and the speculations of the old man in the brown robe have been determined five or six points.

"Three of Your Highness, you will quickly escape, and meet with the old and the quiet princess. This person is handed over to the old man."

The old man in the brown robes had a short voice, and suddenly he screamed, and the whole body’s spirit was burning and boiling, and the breath plunged more than once.

In that moment, within a radius of twenty or thirty feet, the red and yellow Huaguang rushed like a dragon, like a heavy mountain dragon, oppressing Zhao Feng in the center.

Zhao Feng’s body sank slightly, and he was slightly surprised.

In order to resist Zhao Feng, the old man of the brown robe did not hesitate to burn the spirit of the real spirit, and won the opportunity to escape for the "three halls" and others.

"Ginger, you -"

Jinpao youth, that is, the three halls, the eyes are red and wet, tears lead the other six to retreat rapidly

Before retreating, he looked deeply at the blue-haired boy in the back. What a horrible character the other party was, and the old-fashioned Jiang Lao felt desperate and had no chance of winning.

Yanlong Town

The brown robe **** is screaming in the sky, burning the spirit of the real spirit, and even a few palms, smashing the gorgeous red and yellow light, faintly staggered into several heavy red-eyed dragons floating in the mountains, wind and whistle, engulf Zhao Feng body shape.