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With a glimmer of light, Chengyang and Fenghua appeared in the void.

The Holy Envoy Imprint at the center of Cheng Yang's eyebrows had been hidden, and at this time, it flashed and resurfaced, conveying the spatial map under the rule of the Holy Clan Century to his mind clearly and unmistakably.

Cheng Yang grabbed Fenghua's shoulder, his figure was erratic, he suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already far away from the void.

This is a great divine power that is integrated into the space and shrinks into inches, which is much more powerful than teleportation, with the strength of Chengyang, it is billions of miles in an instant, and it is not much stronger than the Holy Rank.

But Fenghua looked back, and instead of disappearing, the blazing brilliance became more dazzling, as if the teleportation of the two of them for billions of miles did not exist at all.

I couldn't help but say, "My lord, what the hell is that?"

"It's the light of the battlefield. Cheng Yang said calmly.

His figure rippled like water waves, and his shadow was between reality and illusion, and every step he took brought up countless afterimages.

That's because the images are constantly blending into the space, and every breath of the two of them is equivalent to changing different spaces.

"The light of the battlefield?" Feng Hua was shocked, "What is the light of the battlefield? What about the Tianfu Century?"

"The Tianfu Century has been destroyed. Cheng Yang said, "I can't see the source, but I can be sure that the light of this battlefield has spread from the Holy Clan's century, and this light is the source of light, unless it stops by itself, everything it comes into contact with will collapse." ”

Fenghua looked at the brighter and brighter light in shock: "My lord, even you can't deal with the light of the battlefield......?"

He suddenly seemed to remember something, and said loudly in horror: "My lord, will there be anything wrong with us in the Feng Yuan Century? Let's go and save the master! Sister Fengzi's soul is still in the Feng family, we must save them!"

Cheng Yang hoarsely said: "What do you think I'm doing desperately to integrate into heaven and earth?" The Century Space Map has been disturbed by the light of the battlefield, I don't know if the Feng Yuan Century has been affected, I can only do my best, even we can only delay for a moment, the speed of the expansion of the light of the battlefield is too fast, maybe we all have to die here!"

Fenghua trembled his hands: "My lord, I just want to find out, what kind of battlefield is it, why is there such a glorious existence, and what kind of existence is it, emitting the light of the battlefield, so that you can't do anything?"

Cheng Yang was silent, and said half-loudly: "To be honest, I don't know, but this light comes from the Holy Clan, my guess is that it has something to do with the Holy Clan, it should be a higher-level power that has changed, we are just pond fish that have been affected, as for those centuries, those families, they are cannon fodder!"

"A higher level of power?" Feng Hua shuddered in disbelief, "What is that? Is it a true god or a saint-level creator?"

"No, it's a power greater than the true god!" Cheng Yang's figure became faster and faster, and the speed of his speech seemed to come from an ethereal space at all times, "If we rush forward desperately, we will have a certain chance of surviving, because the light of the battlefield is also weakening, and the void itself will continue to cancel out the power of the battlefield." According to the same reasoning, the Century Space in the distance will also have a certain chance of surviving, and the Feng Yuan Century should still be there, but we must make the most nostalgic plans! Maybe now, the Feng family will only be left with you and me......

Speaking of this, infinite sadness and anger suddenly surged into Cheng Yang's heart.

With his ability, he could faintly feel that the source of the light of this battlefield was a space above all the spatial groups.

Even if he hadn't seen it, the space was majestic, vast, stable, and everything was far beyond his imagination.

There is no doubt that this space is the Holy Family Century!

It must be that there is something wrong with the Holy Clan's Century, otherwise the Light of the Battlefield would not have spread to other Century Space Clusters for no reason.

In the deepest part of the battlefield light, when Cheng Yang operated the forbidden eye to the extreme, countless powerful figures could be faintly seen fighting.

In this melee, countless origin forces are roaring and messy ****, and that terrifying scene, even if it is the strongest void storm, is just like a breeze in comparison.

In this melee, the Saint-rank powerhouses can only be the most ordinary members, and there are even Saint-rank powerhouses who are falling.

It was a real fall, not the loss of a clone, but the real heaven and earth, all the space and all the vanished.

Holy Clan Battlefield!

A word instantly crossed Cheng Yang's mind, judging from the spread of the light of the battlefield, the battlefield of the Holy Clan may have undergone fundamental changes, and the Holy Clan is very likely to suffer heavy losses, otherwise he will never let the light of the battlefield poison the century space under his rule.

It's just that if even the Saint-Rank powerhouses can't resist an enemy, what kind of powerful existence will it be?

Cheng Yang had no time to think about it, but raced against time to rush towards the direction of the Feng Yuan Century in his memory.

Every breath of time is so precious. Cheng Yang didn't dare to imagine what would become of him if the Feng Yuan Century was destroyed, the Feng family was destroyed, and the last wisp of Fengzi's soul was destroyed.

He's going to really go crazy!

Every breath, Cheng Yang is equivalent to racing against the light of the battlefield, his mind seems to no longer exist, the whole person is fused into the void, only a pair of forbidden eyes, like a dream-like composition, shuttling through countless time and space.

Fenghua had completely given up following Cheng Yang, even if he followed with all his might and even tore himself apart, he couldn't keep up, so he clinged to unity, turned into nothingness, shrunk himself into a very small ball, and let Cheng Yang teleport.

In an instant, Fenghua felt as if he had also turned into light, and all around him were unrecognizable abstract scenes, the speed was too fast, and the spiritual sense of the eighth-order powerhouse could not recognize it.

Occasionally, you can see a streamer flickering from the side, and then it is left far behind and disappears, that is, the other century powerhouses feel the coming of the end and flee from the century space one after another.

But soon, they were overtaken and engulfed by the faster and brighter lights of the battlefield.

Chengyang is like a dazzling meteor, always flying in front of the battlefield light behind him like lava flowing by.

Every moment, he crossed the incalculable ultra-long distance, but he could never get rid of the light of the battlefield behind him.

When the two were closest, even if Cheng Yang just turned around, he would be immediately engulfed by the light of the battlefield.

But Cheng Yang didn't notice anything, just rushed forward with all his might.

In his heart, there was only one belief, he must not let the Feng Yuan Century be destroyed, no matter what, he must save the Feng family.

This belief is so strong, so vast, that it even replaces all of Cheng Yang's consciousness, and even replaces his physical body, becoming an indescribable mind that does not exist at all.

No matter how fast the light of the battlefield spreads, it will never be able to catch up with Chengyang!

This kind of speed, even if it is a late-stage powerhouse of the Holy Rank, is far inferior!

Suddenly, the brilliance in front flashed, and Cheng Yang saw the familiar coordinate space, the deepest part of the forbidden eye, and suddenly bloomed with dazzling brilliance!

Cheng Yang saw a star that was countless times smaller than the dust.

Wind Yuan Century!

"Fenghua, go in, don't come out again!" Cheng Yang roared wildly, grabbed Fenghua with his backhand, and threw it directly into Fengyuan Century.

Then, a pair of big hands stretched out, grabbed Feng Yuanshi, and stuffed it directly into the forbidden space.

Then Cheng Yang turned around, and the protective divine light bloomed to the extreme, and he plunged headlong into the endless battlefield light.

The moment he entered the light of the battlefield, Cheng Yang immediately felt the pain that he hadn't felt since he had obtained the inheritance of the Tuo God, even if he had the body of the true god and the reincarnation battle armor, he still had a painful feeling that he was about to be evaporated into nothingness.

There is nothing in the light of the battlefield, it is pure light and heat.

It's just that this light, infinitely deep, and this heat, is enough to melt all things!

Even the Void Storm and all kinds of terrifying dangers have turned into nothingness after the glory of the battlefield has filled the ground.

The whistling brilliance quickly engulfed Cheng Yang, and then whistled and spread into the distance, without stopping for a moment.

It's like a natural tidal wave, and everything is unstoppable!

Fortunately, after experiencing an unimaginable expansion distance, the power of the battlefield light was gradually offset by the void, and the two reached a wonderful balance point, so that Cheng Yang was not instantly evaporated.

Cheng Yang simply closed all his senses, including his spiritual sense, and entered the cultivation state of the Eternal Light.

Under the incomparable light of the battlefield, the supernatural powers, artistic conceptions, experiences, realizations, thoughts, and all kinds of things that he had cultivated in the past were gradually forcibly fused together under the unrivaled pressure of the outside world.

The reincarnation armor emitted a faint golden light, although it was extremely faint, but it was a tenacious existence, and it tightly protected Cheng Yang's body, and there was no tendency to dim at all.

Even the light of the battlefield can't erase reincarnation! This is the top artifact in the Fengyun Continent, unless it is the ultimate powerhouse, nothing can damage it.

The pure power of the battlefield light, after being filtered by the reincarnation armor, evenly entered Cheng Yang's body, and was powerfully combined with Cheng Yang's various magical powers, and finally continued to smelt.

It is a chance, a coincidence, and a search for the most wonderful critical point between death and survival, in the process of experiencing the light of the battlefield in this one-in-a-thousand, Cheng Yang suddenly found the mystery of breaking through the holy level.

He used the light of the battlefield as a furnace, and carried out a thorough smelting and cultivation of himself, whether it was his physical body or consciousness.

This process is infinitely close to the breakthrough process of the Holy Order, with the huge accumulation of Chengyang, even if there is the power to resist the Holy Order, but after all, it is still the peak of the Eighth Order, although it still needs an opportunity, but this opportunity may not come for thousands of years.

And the light of the battlefield in front of him was originally the biggest crisis in Chengyang, but now, by chance, it has become this opportunity itself, and from now on, it will be difficult to find a more suitable opportunity than this opportunity.

Gradually, the painful expression on Cheng Yang's eyebrows disappeared and became serene. ^_^

(Zilang Literature)