King of Gods

In two months, Zhao Feng was in a deep sleep and his body moved for the first time.

That blue hair, completely evolved into a lavender hair, a dream like a dream, but also a kind of evil beauty, enough for many women to envy.

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A lavender hair, without the wind, there is an invisible breath that goes straight to the soul.

That soul is breathless, indifferent and empty, unfathomable.

The half-god boy and the little thief cat also played a spirit.

"A strong soul"

The half-god boy is deeply worried and uneasy.

He was secretly surprised, and Zhao Feng was still asleep, exuding such an amazing soul.

That soul is much better than the average king.

Meow ~

The little thief cat has a single claw and needs to be thoughtful.

In the past two months, Zhao Feng has not moved, indicating that he is sleeping deeply.

just now.

Zhao Feng suddenly moved, it should not be accidental, most of them are changes in the eyes of the gods, have completed most of the time, from deep sleep, a little bit of recovery.

as predicted.

In the next few days, Zhao Feng was sleeping, and his body occasionally moved.

On his body, the air is deep and deep, and the unpredictable soul is more and more intense.

Left space.

Zhao Feng’s consciousness has long since recovered, and he witnessed the changes in the blue water lake in a dreamlike sleep.

Initial time.

In the Lishui Lake, there was a stream of purple.

Over time.

On the surface of the blue water lake, a layer of lavender mist floats.

Zhao Feng can perceive that these faint mists contain purely the power of the soul, which is produced from the Lishui Lake and sublimated.

In the phase of change.

The lavender mist is getting more and more thicker and thicker.

"This is a purple mist, but it looks like a sea of ​​fog."

Zhao Feng whispered.

Light purple mist, with blue water lake as the center, continues to expand.

"One hundred feet... two hundred feet... three hundred feet..."

Zhao Feng witnessed the expansion of the purple misty sea.

In the purple misty sea, every time he expands a few feet, his soul power will grow by one point.

The expansion of the purple misty sea made Zhao Feng feel strong.

I don't know how long it took.

Purple misty sea, expanding to seven or eight hundred feet, approaching nine hundred feet, one thousand feet.

And the original Lili Lake did not dissipate.

The two are in harmony with each other and can even be converted to each other.

The Lishui Lake is the center of the purple misty sea.

To reach this step, the change of the left side is not over yet.

The left space is dark.

The purple misty sea floats in it, expanding to eight or nine hundred feet, or even one thousand feet.

The interior of the sea of ​​fog is like an independent soul space.

"Soul Sea World"

In Zhao Ming’s meditation, there is a hint of inspiration.

Here, it is your own soul world, which grows like the sea.

Such a powerful soul power has far surpassed the vast majority of the world.

Only when you are promoted to the king, the transformation of the soul level is a leap, and it is possible to touch this level.

The world of the soul sea, with the purple misty sea as the "boundary."

Below.

The blue water lake is the source of the whole soul sea.

汩汩

The blue water lake, the force of the water, surging, and gave birth to some strong breath.

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In the sky above the soul sea world, it is a kind of soul force.

"The power of the wind"

Zhao Feng sensed that this is the power attribute that he has when switching to cyan eyelids.

And now.

The power of this kind of wind is also sublimating in the world of souls.

The soul sea world, sublimated out of the "wind."

Then.

In the air, a red-violet thundercloud emerges.

"Hey! Thunder's power?"

Zhao Feng showed a hint of color.

Before.

His left-handed space, without direct lightning, was born through the wind and thunder fire of Dantian in the body.

but now.

The soul of the sea world, this kind of courage.

"Wind...water...lei..."

Zhao Feng can't help but think.

Among them, the red-purple Thundercloud, and Zhao Feng's practice of the purple wind and thunder, red wind and thunder, some related.

“Is it true that the power in the soul sea world is related to the merits of my practice?”

Zhao Feng has a hidden guess.

The eyes of the gods, when they first changed, are the attributes of the wind.

At that time, the features were not obvious.

Zhao Feng remembers that his first practice of "Floating Lingdu" is also related to the wind.

of course.

The change of the spiritual eye, in addition to its own, is somewhat contingent and uncontrollable.

The sea of ​​souls, a faint scent, dreams like a dream.

Blue water lake, corresponding to ice water.

Red purple electric cloud, corresponding to the mine.

The cyan wind is blowing, corresponding to the wind.

The air of the soul sea.

The cyan wind and the red purple cloud are magnificent and intertwined.

The blue water lake is unfathomable.

In the water lake, the mysterious and invisible water swirls, leading to the "dream is too ancient."

Zhao Feng’s spiritual eye, the final system

at this time.

Zhao Feng only waits for the stability of the soul sea world.

From a deep sleep, he gradually wakes up and can feel the outside world faintly.

Inside the temple.

Half-god young children, more honest.

The sense of crisis from the "meditation kind" suddenly increased a bit.

Zhao Feng's soul level, powerful and unpredictable, coupled with the blood of his soul system, is even more difficult to estimate.

In general.

From the Dan Yuanjing, the breakthrough to the virtual king of the king, will be the qualitative change of the soul level.

however.

Zhao Feng’s divine eyes changed, and this process was directly promoted.

The Great House.

Zhao Feng and the demigods are growing rapidly.

Even the little thief cats swallowed a huge amount of resources, which is several times that of a young god.

However, the strength of the thief cat is so thin that it is difficult to find out.

The same stage.

Zhao Yufei is in the holy environment of Zhenwu, in a new environment, quietly participating in the training, progress is not small.

She is the blood of the spiritual family, the small heaven and earth, the soul power of the semi-god remnant, and the advice of Duanmu the Great.

The previous month.

She made a few drinks to drink "Fantasy God" and felt deeply.

Half a month ago.

Zhao Yufei gave birth to the "half-step king will", which greatly compensated for its shortcomings and its strength rose.

In order to sharpen Zhao Yufei, Duanmu the Great deliberately let her, and some geniuses in the Holy Land, to learn from each other.

Xuanzhen Shengzong.

Chen Yilin, Jiang Fan, and some of the true disciples of the South Brothers have studied with Zhao Yufei.

result.

The top three geniuses of Shengzong were defeated by Zhao Yufei.

Zhao Yufei, the will of the half-step king, the true meta-level in the body, reaching the level of the king.

Even Jiang Fan, who is a member of the cohabitation family, only insisted on two or three moves in front of Zhao Yufei.

Jiang Fan’s bloodline of the Wan family is ranked hundreds.

And Zhao Yufei is the top 20 Taikoo mythology race.

"Yu Fei, with your current strength, look at the Confucian dynasty, only Nangong Sheng, Nightmare, and Zhao Feng, can be your opponent."

Duanmu the emperor smiled.

These days.

Zhao Yufei almost swept the disciples of the same generation.

In addition to the sleeping Zhao Feng, and the Nangong Sheng who was promoted to the king, there was no confrontation.

"Master, I will complete your wish, return to the mainland in the future, and reorganize the end of the wood."

Zhao Yufei's powder punches are slightly gripped and his eyes are firm.

In her small world, Zisheng Remnant rejoiced: "As the Wanbangbang, the top 20 mythical blood, for the teacher to believe that Zhenwu Holy Land is just a destination for you."

Just the next day.

Zhao Yufei, the first day of the Holy Land, "Nangong Sheng", challenged