"Where are the corpses of these strong men who died at the hands of Lei Luo?"

That's what Ling Feng cares about the most.

If the burial place of thousands of strong men was in the Thunder Pool, the Flower of Life would no longer exist, and Ling Feng would eventually be in vain, and the efforts of one party would be in vain.

"Buried on the second floor of the Tower of Babel, thousands of years, the bones have turned into dust. ”

The wind cleared and sighed.

"It shouldn't be, with your cultivation, uniting thousands of strong people and sealing the thunder spirit, how can you make such a mess?"

After receiving such an answer, Ling Feng finally put his mind at ease, since the bones of thousands of strong people were buried on the second floor of the Tower of Babel, the flower of life should still be somewhere on the second floor of the Tower of Babel.

But what made Ling Feng strange was that although the thunder spirit was extremely fierce, Feng Qingyang was a peerless venerable, and in the process of uniting thousands of powerful people with profound strength, he would be so embarrassed.

Could it be that the Thunder Spirit Cultivation sealed in the Thunder Pool has reached the 'Immortal Realm' or even higher?

But this doesn't make sense, if the cultivation of the thunder spirit in the thunder pool far surpasses that of Feng Qingyang, even if Feng Qingyang calls more helpers, it is not the opponent of the thunder spirit, how can it be sealed?

"Actually, the thunder spirit in this thunder pool is the thing of this dean. ”

Feng Qingyang sighed self-deprecatingly: "Back then, I stepped into the realm of creation and became a Venerable, and then by chance, I surrendered to the thunder, and asked myself that Tianxuan was no longer invincible, but in the middle of traveling around the universe, there was an accident......"

Ling Feng listened carefully and didn't interrupt.

Tianxuan Continent. There must be more than one Creation Venerable who was born, but Feng Qingyang does have the connotation of sweeping the heavens.

Because of the thunder spirit he surrendered, he could greatly increase his combat effectiveness. Let him be the leader among the Venerables of the Creation Realm.

"Back then, I was so ambitious that I left the Tianxuan Continent, intending to make a name for myself in the Tianxuan Continent in countless planes. ”

Feng Qingyang said with some excitement: "But I encountered a nightmare, a nightmare that still makes me feel terrible so far......"

Hear here. Ling Feng also had a sharp rise in doubt.

Able to cultivate to the Creation Realm Venerable, regardless of state of mind. or experience is far beyond ordinary people countless times, which is not a peerless existence that Mount Tai collapsed in front of, and his face did not change.

And after a thousand years of migration, the wind is still excited. It can be seen that the nightmare he said is not simple.

"I met the powerhouse of the underworld. ”

Speaking of this, Feng Qingyang glanced at Ling Feng and said, "Do you know what the Hades are?"

"Endless dust, tens of thousands of planes, inhabited by human races, demon races, soul beast races, and rock tribes. Bloodline ...... Only the underworld is called heretical. ”

Ling Feng said: "The other races all rely on the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to cultivate, but this Underworld Race grows by devouring the flesh and blood of the creatures of Heaven and Earth. If the locusts cross the border, as long as the underworld appears, no matter which plane it is, no matter how powerful it is, it will become a dead land, and there will be no people or animals left. Therefore, the underworld has become the mortal enemy of all the races of heaven and earth. ”

Ever since I heard Feng Qingyang say the word 'Hades'. Ling Feng speculated the truth of the whole incident.

In his previous life, he had also heard of the strangeness of the underworld, but under the joint strangulation of all the races in heaven and earth, the strong men of the underworld died and fled, like a lost dog, disappeared, and Ling Feng had never encountered it at all.

"You know a lot. ”

Feng Qingyang said: "Fortunately, the thunder spirit has a restraining effect on the underworld, so I escaped with my life, and fled back to the Tianxuan Continent in embarrassment, at that time, I was seriously injured, and I was healed in the Tower of Babel, originally with my injury, it only takes hundreds of years to recover, but the thunder spirit I surrendered, seeing that my strength plummeted, began to be restless, and the body was devoured, hehe......"

"So you're in the state of a remnant?"

The doubts in Ling Feng's heart were all understood: "Dean, your luck is really bad, the Hades have disappeared for thousands of years, and you can also meet them." ”

"The future is in the past, the past is gone, and if you want to blame me, you can only blame me for my bad luck. ”

Feng Qingyang muttered and said: "Right now, I am a wisp of remnant soul, and in a few years, it will dissipate, before I turn into dust and dissipate in heaven and earth, the only thing I can't let go of is the thunder spirit sealed by the thunder pool." ”

"How many years can the seal you put last on?"

Ling Feng's brows furrowed.

The thunder spirit sealed by the thunder pool is not comparable to the earth's core fire that Ling Feng encountered in the misty mountain range, although both are the kings of the heaven and earth elements, but the earth's core fire has just been born, and it is ignorant and difficult to surrender, but the thunder spirit has grown up all the way with Feng Qingyang, and he is an adult elemental king, and his strength is not the same.

If you really let the thunder spirit in the thunder pool break through the seal, it will definitely be ruined, and when the time comes, the first thing to bear the brunt of it is the Shenwu Academy.

Even if there was a powerful force in the Tianxuan Continent, and finally subdued Lei Lu, the price paid was extremely painful. Countless lands will be overwhelmed by thunder, and billions of lives will be displaced.

"The seal can last for fifty years, but the premise is that the thunder spirit does not impact the seal, if it is constantly impacted, this time will continue to decrease. ”

Feng Qingyang said: "That's why this dean asked you not to trigger the thunder of the sea of divine consciousness, your thunder is the thunder tribulation, and it is the most coveted thing of the thunder spirit, if it is not my remnant soul appears, stop you from approaching the thunder pool in time, and let the thunder spirit lurking in the thunder pool devour your thunder mang, it will have enough strength to break through the seal." ”

"I get it. ”

Ling Feng was frightened and said, "This time I entered the Tower of Babel and got what I wanted, I won't be coming in, you can rest assured." But in fifty years, your seal will break, and ......"

"I've done everything I need to do, and I'll be left to my fate when the time comes. ”

Feng Qingyang said: "If you and I can meet again, it can be regarded as a fate, and I will give you a creation." But before you can do that, you have to agree to one condition. ”

"Dean, please speak. ”

Ling Feng naturally knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch in the world.

"You are a student of the Shenwu Academy, no matter what, don't watch the Shenwu Academy fall. ”

Feng Qingyang said: "The Shenwu Academy was founded by me, even if I turn into dust, I don't want to see my hard work go to waste. ”

"Dean, I'm just a student, I speak softly, you let me be optimistic about Shenwu Academy and take the helm, even if I am willing to help you, no one will listen to me. ”

Ling Feng shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"I have a Shenwu Order here, it is my token, representing the highest authority of the Shenwu Academy, and I will give you this token now. ”

Feng Qingyang said: "But you must remember that if the Shenwu Academy is not in any danger and has not encountered life and death, you should not show this token lightly." As soon as this token appears, all students or tutors of the Shenwu Academy have to obey you and listen to your orders. ”

Feng Qing swept his hand, and a token that was not gold or jade fell into Ling Feng's hand.

Ling Feng is calm and delicate, and Feng Qingyang has already understood this.

However, this short time was not enough for Feng Qingyang to fully understand Ling Feng's character.

But now, his time to live is limited, and he has no other choice but to entrust the Divine Martial Academy to Ling Feng. (