The Three Realms of Heaven and Earth, an invisible bondage.

Instantly pulled away!

Everyone can feel the loss of this power.

The Three Realms once again burst out with extremely strong vitality!

Yan Feng, the figure is in the sky.

He naturally knew... What does the disappearance of this force represent?

The seal of the heavens is completely gone!

Sword qi is criss-crossed between heaven and earth.

The entire Penglai Immortal Buddha is looking at the sky and looking at the back of the sky.

Supreme!

Emperor Donghua, holding Xiaoya in his arms.

Originally, with the ten ancient gods being killed, there was a slight relief of the brows, but at this moment... Together, they froze.

The Seal of the Heavens... Shattered so quickly.

It's definitely not an ordinary thing.

Could it be... There's something even more powerful coming?!

Emperor Donghua didn't want to believe it in his heart, but he knew... I have to believe it!

Not only the Emperor of Donghua, the Jade Emperor, Beiyin, but everyone...... It's all known that all this is not over yet.

Lin Xue'er, looking at the back of the sky.

That... It's my husband.

Yan Feng looked up at the crack in the sky, and between his eyebrows, the white streamer kept flickering.

From his body, there is a steady stream of vitality pouring out!

At this moment, he is the origin of the Three Realms!

The figure slowly stepped towards the crack in the sky.

In an instant, Yan Feng's figure came to the edge of this Heavenly Seal.

Look at this huge lock, on it... There is no longer the slightest restraint.

The existence at this moment, as if it is just waiting, waiting for someone to take it back.

That's when it happened...

In the eyes of this seal of heaven, a light appeared, slowly turned into little by little starlight, and began to disappear.

And in Yan Feng's eyes, there was a hazy purple mist that appeared outside this seal of heaven.

An aura of extreme power, stronger than ever.

Even Yan Feng, who had a boundary source in his body, couldn't help but feel a little suffocated.

In the eyes, it is certain!

Yan Feng's figure, for the first time... Step out of the Three Realms!

Chaos!

Thousands of gods!

The Water Seal Realm, where the Three Realms are located, is the Luo Tian Divine Domain!

Yan Feng, the moment he stepped out of the Three Realms, there was a feeling of uncertainty coming from him.

At this moment, he felt it even more clearly.

After the ancient times, the cultivation method of the Three Realms was thorough... It's a mistake.

After entering the chaos, there is no need for the slightest law that originally belonged to the Three Realms.

Only by refining the law into the heart can we crisscross all domains.

"It's you..."

From the purple mist, an old voice came.

There was a greed in this voice, a longing, as if the wind at this moment was a delicious delicacy in his eyes.

Yan Feng frowned, his body was surrounded by white qi, and the rich and continuous vitality was surging out.

Even in the midst of chaos.

His eyes swept in all directions, and Yan Feng could see... Clouds of mist-like existence that shone brightly.

Is that... One interface after another!

"It's so full of vitality, it's really Luo Tianshenyuan!"

In the purple mist, the sound of wild laughter followed.

Yan Feng's brows suddenly froze, and he saw that this purple mist, like a violent wind, rushed towards Yan Feng in an instant.

The sword, with a shocking sword aura, slashed down.

Directly cut through this purple mist, but only through this mist, and finally disappeared into chaos.

The purple mist instantly enveloped the severe wind.

Holding the Sky Weeping Sword in his hand, Yan Feng's eyes were condensed.

It's clear ... The person who turned into purple mist must not be an ancient god.

If it's not an ancient god, it's an ancestral god!

"Luo Tian Shenyuan, this saint has been searching for hundreds of thousands of years, and finally... Found it. ”

Above the old man who laughed wildly, it sounded in this purple mist.

Yan Feng frowned, in this purple mist, he actually sensed an extremely rich dead aura.

This ancestral god... His life was short.

"It just so happens that this body of this saint is already close to decay, and the law of the sword... That's pretty good. ”

Yan Feng's eyebrows were awe-inspiring, listening to this voice, this ancestral god actually wanted to take away his own body.

This purple mist is the more detached from the clan saint, the oracle is transformed!

Suddenly, in this purple mist, there was a surging qi, and this power was surging towards Yan Feng's body frantically.

In an instant, the white light on Yan Feng's body covered the sky and the earth and rose!

The purple mist around the ten zhang radius is shielded from the outside.

"Little Horn. ”

Yan Feng's eyebrows froze, and on his shoulder, an illusory villain appeared.

It is the little horn, but at this moment, the little horn no longer has a physical body, but only an illusory spirit body.

His physical body had already turned into a boundary source and merged into Yan Feng's body.

Xiaojiao stood on Yan Feng's shoulder, leaning on Yan Feng's face very affectionately.

Wow wow wow called a few times, and this white light was even more intense!

All of a sudden, the purple mist outside couldn't get in the slightest!

"The divine source that gave birth to the original spirit..."

In the purple mist, the voice of the old man echoed.

Judging from this voice, the departure at this moment is extremely excited, or an unexpected surprise...

The divine source of the original spirit was born, which is also extremely rare among thousands of gods!

If he swallowed the Divine Source before, he would have a great chance of breaking through to become a Heavenly Sage, and at this moment... The moment I saw the little horn appear.

It's 100 percent, as long as he swallows the divine source, he... It is the second Heavenly Saint of the Luo Tian God Domain!

The Yue Li Clan, as in the past, will once again become powerful in this Luo Heaven Domain, becoming an invincible existence!

Yan Feng, looking at the little horn that appeared on his shoulder, reached out and touched the head of the little horn on his shoulder.

But at the moment, the brow is still furrowed, indeed... The vigorous vitality gushing out of his body was able to temporarily block the purple mist that was constantly eroding.

Can... It's only temporary.

If this continues, these purple mist will sooner or later sweep the severe wind into it!

The land of white mangs with a radius of ten zhang has begun to slowly shrink under the pressure of this purple mist at this moment.

Nine zhang, eight zhang... The more the scope is narrowed!

In the small corner of Yan Feng's shoulder, seeing this scene and seeing the white light shrinking, he suddenly screamed nervously.

With a puff of cheeks, the white light around him suddenly became a little more vigorous.

But even so... I can't suppress it.

Although the Divine Source is powerful, the little horn has only been born for a short time, and it has not grown up, so naturally it cannot wield the true power of the Divine Source.

And the harsh wind... There is no time to develop the power of this divine source.

Yan Feng swept through the purple mist beyond the white light, and the sword in his hand slammed into the void.

Suddenly, infinite sword qi passed away from his body, and in this white mang, a layer of sword qi protection was formed again.

The white light was constantly eroded and dissipated by the purple mist.

Eight zhang, seven zhang... Liuzhang...

kept shrinking, and in the end there was only a three-zhang square circle.

Greedy laughter echoed in this purple mist.

The wind swept in all directions, and his brows furrowed...

But at this moment, there was a sound in his ears.

Together... A voice he once knew so well!

Together... It had been a long time since he had heard a voice in his ears.

Father...!

(End of chapter)

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