How strong is Li Changfeng?

I'm afraid even he doesn't know this question!

But one thing is certain, his strength is by no means below those seventh-order gods and demons powerhouses, and even among the seventh-order gods and demons, he can rank at the top.

The Yuan Shen who controls the true intent of the Thousands of Laws, the True Yuan accumulation of the number of acupoints of one yuan, and the acquired gods and demons that surpass the seventh-order immortal gods are tempered thousands of times.

What kind of terrifying power can the three of them burst out with?

In the Yang God World, he only needed one thought to shatter the space of the vast world, and with a little force, he could break the void turbulence and enter the long river of time.

Even, even after breaking through the two layers of space, he could still shatter the void in the place of origin and break through the third layer of the void barrier in the Yang God World.

With this alone, his power surpassed the shattering vacuum of this world, and surpassed the yang god of this world.

Because in this Origin Land, even if the Vacuum and Yang God are shattered, they must rely on speed to hurry, not tear the void like the outside world and move forward with the help of the void.

A huge and giant-like primordial spirit phantom manifested behind Li Changfeng.

One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred acupuncture points shook and boiled, and one after another true yuan like the Yangtze River surged out, gathering together, and the entire heaven and earth resounded with a rumbling sound, making the entire void begin to tremble.

Even so, it's not over!

The qi and blood in his body were like a heaven and earth oven, as if it was about to melt the entire universe, and the void was distorted.

Li Changfeng slowly raised his right hand, crossed an extremely mysterious trajectory, and the essence and spirit in his body fused perfectly together in his right palm, condensing a big hand of vitality, and slowly fell towards the cemetery of the sons not far away.

At this moment, he felt that his completely independent spirit and spirit Sanhua actually showed signs of slowly merging.

Although there is no real integration, they are no longer mutually exclusive, as if they have found a common ground and have an opportunity to integrate.

Li Changfeng is confident that with this opportunity, as long as he is given ten years, he will be able to completely fuse the essence and spirit in his body into one.

Of course, the three flowers of the spirit are just an illusory vision, not a real existence.

The fusion of the three flowers of essence and spirit represents the complete integration of the three powers of the monk's soul, qi and blood, and true element, and completely integrates into the monk's body, allowing the monk to transform in an all-round way and achieve the dignity of gods and demons.

The entire void was shattered, leaving an incomparably black passage between heaven and earth, as if someone had cut a hole in this heaven and earth.

"No..."

"Ah, stop..."

"How is that possible..."

"Damn, stop me..."

“......”

A cry of exclamation, a sound of horror came from the cemetery of the sons, the voice was full of disbelief, full of fear and despair.

Among these voices, there are strong people who are cultivating and searching for treasures in the cemetery of the princes, there are also the Holy Emperor Spiritual Consciousness and Heroic Spirits that have not yet been wiped out, and even the roars from the sons of the hundred schools.

It's a pity that all this is in vain, whether it is the living beings or the Holy Emperor Spiritual Consciousness that has not yet been wiped out, under this palm, there is no power to resist at all.

The entire void of heaven and earth was frozen, not to mention escaping, it was impossible to dodge.

Of course, not everyone has the power to resist.

In the deepest part of the Zhuzi cemetery, a bridge connecting heaven and earth, not knowing tens of thousands or hundreds of millions of miles, like a long rainbow, across the hazy river of time, was shaking violently, bursting out with brilliant divine light, wanting to fly out of the Zhuzi cemetery to stop the great hand of vitality that wanted to destroy everything.

This bridge is the supreme artifact and the bridge on the other side of the river that were smelted together by the bones, thoughts, great experience, and magic weapons of the ancient saint emperor and the yang god powerhouses of the hundreds of families.

They wanted to refine a magic weapon that could truly reach the other side, a artifact king that surpassed the Ship of Creation and the Eternal Realm.

Therefore, the sons of the hundred schools are not as great as the world thinks, they are the same kind of people as the Daoists of Creation and Transformation, and everything they do is just to reach the other side that can never be reached.

A roar came from the bridge on the other side, which was the remaining thoughts of the sons of the hundred families.

They're angry, they're roaring!

They did not want to lay out the Middle Ages by themselves, and the cemetery of the sons that had been built with countless painstaking efforts was destroyed.

You must know that these are the accumulations of the last son of the hundred schools, "Yi Zi", and they are the foundation for them to transcend the other side.

If these are destroyed, then the sons of their hundred schools will have no chance to turn the tables around, and there will be no possibility of resurrection.

It's a pity that no matter how the bridge on the other side vibrates and how it erupts, it can never move a bit, just because above the bridge on the other side, there is a figure of a Taoist sitting there quietly, suppressing everything.

"I am willing to gamble and lose, and if I lose, I will lose, so why be angry!"

The man said indifferently, he got up from the bridge on the other side, looked at the bridge on the other side that was still shaking and struggling, and sighed: "I was expecting you to give me some surprises, but it's a pity, it's a pity!"

No one knew what he was sorry for, but after the man got up, just a little bit, he wiped out the spirituality of the king of the artifact under his feet, along with the remaining thoughts of the sons of the hundred families, and waved his hand to put the bridge on the other side into his sleeve, and disappeared when the giant palm of destruction came.

If outsiders are driven to this scene, they will definitely shout: "Fake, it's all fake!"

The sons of the gods are invincible, and the suppression of the ancient Holy Emperors is all fake, fake!

Li Changfeng, who was outside the Zhuzi cemetery, seemed to feel something in his heart, and the giant palm of destruction that had been slowly descending suddenly fell and landed in the center of the Zhuzi cemetery, exploding.

The Giant Palm of Destruction exploded in the graveyard of the Sons, and an invisible wave emanated from it.

Then, everyone saw that with the Zhuzi Cemetery as the center, the entire void was shattered piece by piece, and the pieces of the Zhuzi Cemetery built by the ancient Holy Emperor's remains and magic weapon were all shattered and disappeared into the endless darkness, leaving only a huge black void hanging there.

The people behind Li Changfeng were completely frightened, and they were so frightened that they couldn't say a word.

They only thought that Li Changfeng was powerful, but they didn't expect Li Changfeng to be so powerful, shattering the void with a single blow and erasing the inheritance land that ranked first in the origin land.

They only knew that Li Changfeng was cruel, but they didn't expect Li Changfeng to be so cruel, he didn't even say a cruel word, no matter what strong person you are, what Holy Emperor, what sons and hundreds of schools, under one palm, all of them will be wiped out.

After the shock, Yang An and the others were distressed and regretful!

This is the first inheritance place in the Yang God World, and the treasures in it are probably comparable to the entire place of origin, but the result is good, under Li Changfeng's palm, all of them are wiped out, and there is no trace of it, and it is not a pity to be surprised.

In fact, Li Changfeng, who calmed down, also regretted it a little!

If the Zhuzi Cemetery is packaged and sold to the chat group, I am afraid that it can at least sell hundreds of millions of points.

The result was good, just because of a moment of anger, hundreds of millions of points were lost by themselves.

You say he doesn't regret it!

"It's okay, it's just a foreign thing, it's not worth mentioning, it's just floating clouds, as long as the knowledge inheritance of the Yang God World is still there!"

In the end, Li Changfeng could only comfort himself like this, after all, in this Yang God World, except for those few artifact kings, there were very few items that could be put in his eyes.

On the contrary, the cultivation system of the Yang God World, the accumulation of civilization in the Yang God World, is priceless, and it is the most worthy of his learning and enlightenment.

Therefore, the regret in Li Changfeng's heart was only a flash, and then disappeared.

What's more, the cemetery of the princes was destroyed by him, and the luck of the sons of the hundred families blessed on Hong Yi will inevitably be affected.

Next, as long as the other two people can be moved, the duel between Yang An and Hong Yi will be clear at a glance, and the judgment will be made.

Of course, the premise is that he, the little fellow of the traverser, does not die by himself, if he dies by himself, he will not give the two kings four or two, and he can only be said to be a dou who can't be helped!

Such a thought flashed through Li Changfeng's mind, and he took his eyes away from the spatial barrier that was constantly being repaired, turned to look at the corner of the void, and said with a light smile: "Since the two Daoists are here, why don't you come out and see them?"