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I didn't notice it before, but now it seems that Hanfeng's lack of divine consciousness is the real reason.

"If you're just trying to become a god, there's no need to make the fairy world like this."

"What does it matter? Before her consciousness is swallowed by me, what is wrong with letting her vent her resentment, not to mention, this fairy world is of no use to me. ”

If something is useless to you, it only means that you have something very good.

"You've thought of it too," Han Feng looked at Yan Jiu and whispered softly, "The upper realm is higher than the lower realm, but the upper realm is another 'lower realm' for other interfaces. ”

Yes, Wu Greedy once said that Swallowing Heaven was placed by God from elsewhere in the fairy world, and he even boldly guessed that Swallowing Heaven's status in other realms was even higher than that of God.

If after becoming a god, he can leave the current immortal realm, then even if the immortal realm at this time is eaten up by the heavenly demons and becomes another extraterritorial, it is nothing for Han Feng, because he doesn't care at all.

However, Yan Jiu cared.

Looking at Yan Jiu who was contemplative, Han Feng laughed in a low voice, and the voice was as confused as a ghost.

"Yan Jiu, do you want to go back?"

Yan Jiu was struck by lightning and was stunned on the spot.

Can she really go back?

Back to that aqua blue planet, back to that legal society, back to that body called "Liu Yue", and continue to live her 9-to-5 life?

There is no inkstone, no Renault, no confusion, not even spiritual parasitism?

Can she really do it?

Yan Jiu closed her eyes, if it was when she first came here, she really wanted to go back desperately, but Yan Jiu opened her eyes and looked at Han Feng, she didn't think Han Feng would be so kind.

"Your conditions."

"Looks like you still want to go back." Han Feng looked at Yan Jiu like a little mouse teasing him.

"I summoned you from elsewhere and sent you back, but you have to leave something behind."

Han Feng looked at Yan Jiu's body, this demigod body, he was very satisfied.

"Why don't you give me your flesh."

Yan Jiu lowered his eyes, as if he was seriously thinking about Han Feng's proposal.

"It's fine." Yan Jiu raised his head, as if he had made some kind of decision, "Before that, I want you to let my friend go first." ”

"Hahaha~"

Han Feng smiled wantonly, and when he had laughed enough, he looked at Yan Jiu, his eyes were like looking at a disobedient puppy.

"You think I'll believe you?"

Yan Jiu hooked his lips and smiled, "Do you think I will believe you?" ”

Yan Jiu's palm flipped over, but it was a palm slapping at Han Feng's face, and she herself took the opportunity to retreat sharply, Han Feng dodged and dodged, and as soon as her ten fingers moved, several red threads came out one after another, wrapping around Yan Jiu's body to seal all her retreats.

Yan Jiu waved his hand to brush away those red lines, like brushing away an inconspicuous layer of dust.

Han Feng's eyes were gloomy, "I underestimated you a little." ”

"You're just underestimating the sky."

Yan Jiu said, a huge sky-swallowing phantom condensed behind him, and on the silver fur, the golden cloud pattern shone brightly.

When Hanfeng saw this, he only felt bad.

Wu Greedy also belongs to the Swallowing Heaven clan, but back then, Swallowing Heaven was like a pet by him, and he was teased and toyed with, but he didn't expect that the real Swallowing Heaven would be so powerful.

That kind of majestic momentum as soon as he appeared on the stage really disturbed him a little, and even Yan Jiu in front of him had an illusion that made him see the gods of the past.

"In the past, you ruined my whole clan, but now it's your turn!"

Yan Jiu shouted loudly, and the Sky Devouring Phantom flew in, tearing off most of Han Feng's shoulders with just one bite.

As soon as the shoulder hit the ground, it turned into a handful of jade-colored sand.

Han Feng stared at the handful of sand, like a madman, "Impossible! You're just a demigod, you can't hurt me! ”

"It's true that I'm just a demigod, not even a demigod, but I've never expected to walk in the world in the name of a god, and I've always been proud of the blood that flows in my bones."

"My name swallows the sky, and I should swallow everything in the world, not to mention a little puppet of you."

The Sky Devouring Phantom pounced again, but this time, it bit off Han Feng's small half of his neck.

Han Feng's neck was half-hung on his shoulders with his head attached, even though the wound on his neck was terrifying, but there was not the slightest blood flowing, all he had was a body made of sand.

"You can't kill me." Even if it became like this, Han Feng did not show weakness, "Even if I die in front of you now, I will soon wake up from the body of the god. ”

Who knows, Yan Jiu smiled when he heard this, "I wanted to remind you from the beginning, you were originally created by God, even the original spiritual wisdom was given to you by God, everything about you comes from God, how can you use God's own things to control her?" ”

"It's ridiculous, Wu Greedy also said that you like strategy and are good at making people's hearts, why do I think you are brainless?"

As Yan Jiu spoke, she stretched her palm along Han Feng's chest, she wanted to use Han Feng's body to explore the weakness of the gods.

At this point, Hanfeng was really afraid, "How is it possible!" I am obviously me, I can think that I am the uncrowned king of the upper realm, how can I belong to God! ”

Yes, that's what Hanfeng is afraid of.

Magnolia said that Hanfeng often wanders around where there are people, does this mean that he has always regarded himself as a person?

"Why can't it be! A clay puppet made by a god can reach the current realm is the extreme, and you still try your best to become a god, you are the most ridiculous one. ”

"I'm not! I'm not! I'm not a mud puppet Hanfeng, I'm the Hidden Immortal Emperor! And the god of the future! I have my own name! I have my own name! ”

Yan Jiu didn't want to say anything more with such Han Feng, her fingers flickered, but she found something in Han Feng's heart.

"It turns out that you have relied on this to live until now."

Yan Jiu held the thing in his palm and slowly pulled out his palm.

His lifeline was held in the palm of Yan Jiu's palm, which made Han Feng even more afraid of abnormality.

"You let me go, I can send you back to where you came from, and I will release all your friends, please, let me go......"

Suddenly, Han Feng's figure froze, he lowered his head, and saw a palm pass through his chest from behind, taking out the drop of divine blood from his heart.

Han Feng turned his head with difficulty, and saw a female cultivator standing behind him, and slowly withdrew his palm.

"I pinched you out back then, and now you have to die at my hands......"