In the blood-colored Demon Soul Realm where the heavens and the earth are all over, the Frightening Great Sage Feng Kui is getting more and more depressed. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

By now, he had killed three 'Ye Zhen', but unfortunately, every Ye Zhen was a phantom.

This made Feng Kui extremely puzzled.

Because in the process of breaking Ye Zhen's three phantom clones, the distance he flew back and forth exceeded five million miles.

A distance of five million miles, even at his speed, he had to continue to fly at high speed for more than half a quarter of an hour.

And this is where the doubts lie, with the speed of his blue-winged wind kite with the bloodline of the wind, he still has to fly for more than half a quarter of an hour.

So, how did this Ye Zhen send his phantom identity to different locations in this blood-colored world?

In confusion, Feng Kui completely revealed his true body, removed the body protection Linggang, and breathed hard.

Well, the air is normal.

Then, Feng Kui rushed to the ground, turned into a human form, and shot out in a series of lightning bolts, stones, blood-colored branches, and blades of grass, all real.

After chewing it, there was a bitter taste and a hint of juice.

The dirt is also real, with a characteristic smell of blood!

The huge wind blade cut out, and in an instant, a large crater with a depth of thousands of meters was blasted out of the ground, and then, Feng Kui's divine thoughts swept across the crater like a storm.

Then, he began to knead the dirt again and sniffed it a few more times.

"Really!"

"This is not an illusion, nor is it a space, but a real small world!" muttered, Feng Kui's eyes appeared with inexplicable joy.

Based on various circumstances, he already had a rough guess.

That Ye Zhen's phantom body was able to cross a distance of millions of miles in an instant, and it was very likely that he had mastered the spatial laws of this small world.

However, if Ye Zhenzhen really mastered the spatial laws of the blood-colored small world in front of him, then, with the power of the spatial laws, he could greatly restrict his Feng Kui, and even strangle his Feng Kui.

Obviously, Ye Zhen does not have this ability.

Then, the results are coming.

The so-called people have left their names and swallows have left their voices, some ancient powers, at the end of Shouyuan, they always want to leave something.

What can last forever is not the martial arts system or the national society, but the small world.

As long as it is not for the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and not for the kind of battle of the top creation gods, those small worlds that have been condensed and forged by the ancient and ancient powers all their lives will not be destroyed.

Some primeval powers, in order to facilitate the inheritance of their own small world, will refine some treasures similar to the center of the array plate, or the key.

With the help of these treasures, you can control the small world, and in the small world, you can have the same or some privileges as the master of the world.

Feng Kui estimated that Ye Zhen should have mastered a similar treasure if he was able to travel millions of miles in an instant in the blood-colored small world in front of him at this time.

However, the control should be very weak, otherwise, it will not just run away without attacking!

In an instant, the gaze of the Great Sage Fengkui became eager, and slowly changed from eagerness to ecstasy!

"Hahahaha, it seems that this saint's trip is not in vain!"

"I thought that this matter would only be able to repay the favor of the old fox in Shangtumen, but I didn't expect that I would be able to discover such a special little world.

This time, make a big deal!

The hope of this saint to impact the late stage of the Dao Realm may fall on this small blood-colored world!"

In the next moment, Feng Kui roared and soared into the sky.

From this moment on, his goal had changed.

The previous goal was to try his best to kill Ye Zhen and return that favor.

And now, it has become a matter of killing Ye Zhen at all costs and winning the blood-colored small world in front of him!

At the same moment, Ye Zhen, who was located in the Demon Soul Palace, had already changed into the costume of the left chief priest of the Barbarian Spirit Palace, and a small altar with a radius of ten meters had been placed in the center of the Demon Soul Palace.

A little spiritual blood flew out from between Ye Zhen's fingers, Ye Zhen's index finger was a little, and at the same time that spiritual blood flew to the center of the altar, Ye Zhen's hands began to change rapidly one by one.

Every time the mudra is made, a spiritual light falls on the small altar, and the light of the small altar will be brightened.

After a few breaths, the light of the small altar grew brighter and brighter, but no breath fluctuations came out.

"Is it because of the separation of a realm, or is the attraction on my side too weak?"

In confusion, Ye Zhen casually turned out a bucket of five-clawed true dragon essence blood and poured it towards the small altar.

At the same time as the spiritual pillar in the center of the small altar suddenly turned bloody, it suddenly burst out with a dazzling brilliance, and a majestic power fluctuation began to fluctuate on the spirit pillar.

This made Ye Zhen's brows furrow, under normal circumstances, he only needed a little spiritual blood plus the secret method of inheriting the divine envoy, and he could ask for a divine shot in a very short period of time.

But now, it is very abnormal, not only has it used a bucket of essence blood of the extremely strong five-clawed true dragon's essence blood, but it has also taken nearly a hundred breaths, and the war spirit has not yet appeared.

Just when Ye Zhen was puzzled, the spirit pillar in the middle of the small altar fluctuated suddenly, and a phantom shadow poked out of the spirit pillar in a bit of embarrassment, slowly condensing out of his body.

It's the Divine Shot.

Almost at the same moment, far away in the Ancestral God Hall of Luoyi in the Flood Continent, Princess Changle, the hall master of the Barbarian Spirit Palace, who was dealing with the daily affairs of the Barbarian Spirit Hall in the main hall of the Barbarian Spirit Hall in the Ancestral God Temple, frowned suddenly, and unconsciously looked in the direction of the Holy Spirit Peak enshrined in the depths of the Barbarian Spirit Hall.

Just now, the aura of the war spirit in the Holy Spirit Peak moved, and the power aura of a war spirit disappeared more than ninety percent out of thin air.

This situation basically means that the war spirit has been invited out by the inheritance divine envoy.

And in the entire Barbarian Spirit Palace, at present, there is only Ye Zhen, the inheritance divine envoy, who can invite the war spirit, except for her, the deputy envoy of the inheritance.

"Could it be that Brother Ye is in trouble?" Princess Changle's brows furrowed.

"Ye Divine Envoy, where is this, I want to come here, why is it so laborious, and the initial blood attraction is so weak that it can hardly be felt?" asked the Divine Spear Yilie.

"It's another small world!"

"Oh, I see, no wonder it's so laborious! I don't know what the Ye God is doing when he invites this general over. ”

The words of the divine shot solved Ye Zhen's doubts in an instant.

It's no wonder that this time the war spirit is so slow and consumes so much, it turns out that it is the reason for the separation of a realm.

Suddenly, Ye Zhen, who reacted, was stunned, and a hint of bad premonition appeared in his heart.

Hurriedly asked, "General Yilie, how much combat power do you have when you show up this time?"

Yi Lie's face showed a look of helplessness, "This place is not only separated by a realm, but also very far away from the Flood Desolate Continent, so the strength of this general is very limited at this time, and at most it can exert the power of ordinary forty percent!"

"Only forty percent?"

Ye Zhen's face became ugly, according to normal circumstances, he, the inheritance divine envoy, could also make the invited war spirit exert more than sixty percent of his combat power with only a small altar.

But now, it was beyond Ye Zhen's expectations.

"It's forty percent at most! It's good to be able to threaten the existence of the early stage of the Dao Realm!" Divine Shooting Yilie added again, making Ye Zhen's expression even more ugly.

"What?" "Sharpshooter also realized that something was wrong.

Ye Zhen said the matter to Yi Lie as quickly as possible, making Yi Lie's brows furrowed, and after thinking about it for nearly a hundred breaths, he slowly spoke!

"I am an oracle of the lineage, and we must protect you. However, the distance is too far, and the power we project is too weak.

You can only count by the number of people. Marksman said.

"How many?"

"That's right, Ben told you last time that with a little bit of Creation Spirit Blood, another War Spirit in the Holy Spirit Peak will also recover from his injuries and have combat power.

Now, although half a year has passed, it is almost recovered, and it is worthy of a battle!" Yi Lie said.

Hearing this, Ye Zhen was overjoyed, "Another war spirit is already ready to fight, I don't know what type of war spirit it is?"

"You use the secret method to ask him to show up, don't you know!" Yi Lie said angrily.