"Pangu covers the sky, five designated Qiankun!"

When the Flame Excalibur was less than a hundred feet above his head, Ling Feng raised his wrist violently.

The five fingers opened and closed and skyrocketed, like five optimus iron pillars, and they immediately buckled the broken blade that swept in.

Squeak –

The broken blade of the Bingyang Sword was like a small earthworm in Ling Feng's hand, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape his Five Finger Mountain.

"Now, are you convinced?"

Ling Feng stared at the broken blade of the Yang Sword in his hand and said lightly.

"Convincing, you will be my new master from now on. ”

Yang Jian said helplessly.

Ling Feng nodded with satisfaction, the two broken blades of yin and yang were connected together, but where they were connected, there was still a broken mark, and no matter how he used his magical powers, he couldn't completely fuse them.

"It seems that we must go to the Shinto Continent to find the Divine Soldier Placenta. ”

Ling Feng put away the Slashing Divine Sword and turned it into a streamer, intending to return to the Martial Palace.

When he walked out of the bronze gate of the Eighteen Bronze Formations from the original road, a group of Martial Hall Elders who had been waiting for a long time immediately greeted him.

"Young Master Ling Feng, you have finally come out, you have been delayed on the Heavenly Hammer Road for almost a month. ”

The elders were babbling.

"Has anything major happened between the heavens and planes in this month?"

Ling Feng looked around and said, "By the way, where is the Star Picking Ancestor of your Martial Palace, where have the people gone?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when he stepped on the ground with his heels, he found that there was a slight tremor on the mainland, and the shock was so small that ordinary people couldn't detect it at all.

What's even more strange is that Ling Feng also felt that the earth under his feet was very unstable, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, just like the fluctuations caused by the imminent eruption of a volcano, facing the threat of eruption at will.

"Because today is the time for the opening of the Shinto Continent Shinto Conference, the Lord of the Star Picking Hall is not in a hurry, and he has already gone ahead with a few elders of my Martial Palace. ”

The elder who was crushed by Ling Feng's hair and begged for mercy again and again said, "As for what major events have happened in heaven and earth in the past month, you better wait and see for yourself." ”

Because the entrance of the bronze gate is covered by laws and prohibitions, it is isolated from the world, and any changes in the outside world are not easy to detect inside.

Listening to the other party's extremely dignified and scruples, Ling Feng suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart.

He didn't hesitate for a moment to leave the bronze gate.

When he came to the sky above the martial hall, he looked away, and suddenly gasped.

I saw that between the vast heaven and the earth, there were nine pillars of the underworld, like nine black tornadoes, connecting the sky and the earth.

Undoubtedly, this is the nine dark eyes that broke the seal from the Nine Great Emperors' Gate, and at this moment, they are juxtaposed with the positions of the Nine Palaces and Gossip, forming an extremely powerful killing array.

Similarly, under the harmony of the killing array, the dark qi of the Nine Dark Eyes became even more majestic, surging, and rushing straight above the Nine Heavens, as if they were going to pierce a big hole in the Nine Heavens' barriers.

"The Nine Great Eyes appeared at the same time, so they are almost one?"

Staring at the nine black points of light under his nose, Ling Feng said in a deep voice: "The empress is delusional about returning the nine hells to one and breaking through the barriers of the Infinite World, is there no one in the vast plane to stop her?"

"Young Master Lingfeng, you don't know anything. ”

The elder of the martial hall said: "The nine underworlds appear at the same time, the nine underworld pillars pull each other, complement each other, and move the whole body with one shot, that power is already comparable to the real Great Emperor Killing Array, and there is also the empress herself sitting in it, just ask the vast world, who dares to touch the edge?"

"Could it be that we just watched the empress fuse the nine dark eyes together, waiting for the arrival of the five decays of heaven and man?"

Ling Feng clenched his fists and palms, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Right now, all the strong people in the world are gathering in the Shinto Continent to discuss the decisive battle, and before the resolution comes out, no force dares to challenge the majesty of the empress. ”

The elder of the Martial Hall said, "You still don't want to send you to death now, go to the Divine Dao Continent and carefully discuss with those Plane Guardian Heavenly Venerables how to save the common people." ”

"Hmph, those old antiques are full of grandchildren, they are not afraid of death, what am I in a hurry about?"

Ling Feng sneered: "Anyway, when the sky falls, everyone will be finished together." ”

After that, he asked the specific location of the Shinto Continent again, and then turned into a streamer of light and quickly headed towards the Shinto Continent.

The Shinto Continent is a big world evolved from the innate gods and gods.

There are thousands of ethnic groups in it, the sky is full of rhythm, there are many immortals, and the background is very powerful.

The location is in the middle of the vast Eight Heavens.

Ling Feng chose to cross the Eight Heavens alone, and in less than an hour, the Shinto Continent was already looming under his nose.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the world evolved by the Innate Shinto List.

In the vast Eight Heavens, there was darkness all around, and the planes flickered like fireflies, and when you looked up, the grit galaxy was scorching and flickering.

The Shinto Continent is very large and dazzling, and compared to other planes around it, it is simply the difference between the Great Sun and the flames.

When Ling Feng was quite emotional, in the vast universe around him, it was vaguely visible that warships countless times larger than the mountains carried the moving figures, one by one, heading towards the Shinto Continent.

These warships are naturally people from other plane forces, and it is unknown whether they came to the Shinto Continent to participate in the grand event or take refuge.

When Ling Feng discovered these warships, similarly, the forces in these warships also discovered Ling Feng's existence.

The powerhouses who can cross the universe are naturally not ordinary people, and the powerful bosses on these battleships looked at Ling Feng with a touch of admiration and shock in their eyes.

"Ling Feng!"

At this moment, in the vast universe behind, in front of a slightly smaller battleship, there was a group of disciples of the sect, and at the moment when they passed each other, a girl's surprised voice sounded.

Ling Feng suddenly looked back and found that it was a slim girl who called out his name.

"Ao Bingyue?"

When he saw the other party's face clearly, Ling Feng was stunned for a moment.

Over the years, he has been wandering around Kyushu, as if he has forgotten this woman who was once a childhood sweetheart.

As for where Ao Bingyue had been all these years, Ling Feng hadn't asked.

But in his spare time, when chatting with Su Xin and Sweetheart Lan, he also talked about it, and after hearing that she chose to leave Tianxuan after reaching the creation, her whereabouts have been unknown.

"Is it really you?"

The girl on the battleship kept wiping her eyes, and her dark and smart eyes were full of joy.

When the old people meet, with each other's different opportunities, what previous feelings, grievances and other things seem to have become a cloud of the past.

Similarly, when Ling Feng met her at this moment, his mood did not fluctuate much, and if he said that there was, it would be a faint nostalgia.

Remembrance of youthful experiences.