This moment.

Heaven and earth are like small boats in the waves, shaking more and more, and the terrifying power spreads to all sides.

Shen Feng, who was wrapped in energy fluctuations, was immediately immersed in a peculiar state, his soul was churning non-stop, and an incomparably powerful force was penetrating his divine soul, prompting his brain to swell for a while, and even the whole head had a tendency to burst.

"Junior, try to concentrate as much as possible, I will teach you the Heavenly God Recipe now. ”

"This is a kind of exercise that I created myself, and it has incomparably mysteries, but unfortunately, after creating this kind of exercise, I didn't have much time to really practice. ”

"However, you can rest assured that the grade of the Heavenly God Technique will definitely not be low, and I feel that there are already two different exercises in your body. ”

"The magic of this Heavenly Divine Technique is that it can coexist with other exercises in the monk's body, so you can practice with confidence. ”

"Next, your spirit will enter an illusory world of my creation, and you just have to do what I tell you to do. ”

The voice of the First God of War in the Ancient Ancient kept ringing in Shen Feng's mind.

Not long after.

Shen Feng's spirit was gradually detaching from his body, and the whole person fell into a kind of drowsiness, and when he regained consciousness, he found himself on a lake.

He knew that this was his divine soul, and he entered the illusory world created by the first god of war in the ancient times.

Not far in front of him, a towering tree grows from the bottom of the lake, exuding a mysterious aura from it.

An ordinary-looking middle-aged man sat under the tree, looked at Shen Feng indifferently, and said, "Junior, have you seen the leaves on this tree?"

"Count how many leaves there are, and your soul will be able to leave this illusory world. ”

Shen Feng knew that this middle-aged man was definitely the transformation of the spirit of the First God of War in the Ancient Age, as long as he counted the leaves of this tree, this didn't seem to be difficult for him!

He couldn't help asking, "Senior, as long as I count the number of these leaves, I can successfully obtain your inheritance?"

The middle-aged man didn't say anything more, just nodded with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, Shen Feng no longer hesitated, now that he was just his Divine Soul Body here, a layer of Divine Soul fluctuations immediately spread, and if he wanted to envelop this towering tree, he could instantly know how many leaves there were on it.

It's just that the divine soul fluctuations he released instantly and silently collapsed when they were a meter away from this big tree.

Seeing this scene, Shen Feng's brows furrowed tightly, it seemed that he couldn't cover the big tree with his divine soul, so he could only rely on his own piece by piece.

He didn't understand what kind of test it was, but he didn't ask any more questions, and he looked at the dense foliage of the towering tree, and he stared at it without blinking, and began to count it piece by piece.

"One, two, three, four......"

At first, the count was very smooth, but when he counted the two hundredth leaves, he suddenly felt a drowsiness, and then his vision began to blur.

After a while, he gradually recovered, but no matter how Shen Feng remembered, he couldn't remember which leaf he counted, and he even forgot how many he counted.

He frowned, and continued to count the leaves on it, and this time when he counted two hundred and fifty pieces, it happened again, and he forgot where he had counted!

Next, he persevered and continued to count the leaves again.

But the same problem happened again and again, but every time he forgot where he counted and his soul recovered, he would feel that his soul was deeper.

After discovering this, he looked at the first god of war in the ancient world.

The middle-aged man sitting under the tree smiled and said, "You noticed it?"

"Yes, it is not easy for you to count the leaves on this tree. ”

"With the power of your current divine soul, if you want to accept my inheritance, I am afraid that your divine soul will be shattered, this tree can strengthen your divine soul, when you can count the leaves on it, then it will prove that you can inherit my inheritance. ”

Hearing this, Shen Feng didn't say any more nonsense, and continued to count the leaves on it, but he still fell into oblivion again and again.

It's just that if he forgets once, he will be able to count some leaves next time.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

On the square of the Cloud Divine Sect.

Qin Mo, Chu Wansheng and the others did not leave, and Ge Wanheng and He Lei also came here, they looked at Shen Feng who was motionless in the sky, with various expressions on their faces.

"Senior Ge, how long will Senior Brother Shen be in this state?" He Lei couldn't help but ask.

Ge Wanheng replied: "This is his chance, the first god of war in the ancient world should want him to inherit the mantle." ”

"If you want to inherit the mantle of the legendary No. 1 God of War in the Ancient World, it is naturally not so easy, let's wait patiently!"

The Qin Demon on the side agreed with Ge Wanheng's words and said, "This time is definitely a great opportunity for the junior brother! After obtaining the inheritance of the First God of War of the Ancient Wilderness, he may not be able to change the pattern of the entire Heavenly Domain in the future. ”

……

Just as the people around him also nodded in agreement with Ge Wanheng and Qin Demon's words.

Shen Feng, who was in the illusory world, had counted many times, and his current divine soul was not at all comparable to before, and he had definitely received a kind of reborn change.

"Fifty-one thousand and three!"

Finally, after so many failures, Shen Feng counted the last leaf, and his divine soul fluctuations became very terrifying.

When he wanted to feel what level his divine soul had broken through.

The Desolate Ancient First God of War sitting under the tree, with a wave of his arm, Shen Feng's divine soul suddenly disappeared into this world.

Meanwhile.

The consciousness and divine soul in Shen Feng's body were rapidly returning.

Seeing that Shen Feng was almost recovering, the huge blood-colored figure of the First God of War of the Ancient Dynasty moved slightly, and his palm, which was not holding the battle axe, was covered above Shen Feng's head.

A terrifying energy rushed out from the huge palm and poured directly into Shen Feng's head, and then quickly entered his divine soul.

Even if the Divine Soul has been incredibly promoted, but now when he officially accepts the inheritance, his Divine Soul has a tendency to be destroyed.

After feeling this change, Shen Feng was frightened, if he hadn't improved his divine soul before, then his divine soul would really have directly turned into nothingness.

Shen Feng urged his divine soul to the extreme, and bursts of divine soul fluctuations spread from his body.

The Qin Demon and Ge Wanheng and the others below widened their eyes, such a powerful divine soul is definitely not something that a spiritual Xuan Realm cultivator can have, and even an Earth Xuan Realm cultivator can hardly have such a divine soul!

It's only been three days.

Shen Feng's divine soul had skyrocketed to such an extent? It was unbelievable!