In the sea of strict wind knowledge, there is a purple mist.

Lu Jian had a strong divine soul power on his body, and he discharged these purple mist from his body.

However, I can also feel the power of this purple mist and the soul on the body of the constant land pressure.

And... Just now, this purple mist suddenly became so powerful that it was difficult to breathe.

Even land pressure, even if it is the cultivation of the ancestral gods.

Even at this moment, the ancestral gods, ancient gods, and true gods of the entire Three Realms are all combining the power of divine souls into one place.

The same is true.

That's because... Leaving the oracle, with the help of Yan Feng's body, he has already broken through to become a heavenly saint at this moment.

If it weren't for the fact that Lu Jian directly entered Yan Feng's sea of knowledge through Bai Mi and Yan Feng's beliefs, he would be able to hide the detection of the oracle.

As long as the oracle perceives the slightest, a thought.

These purple mist are the death knell that can become land pressure!

Constantly breaking through the purple mist, finally...

Lu Jian saw that in the center of this purple mist, there was a figure.

This figure... It is the soul of Yan Feng.

At this moment, Yan Feng's soul fell into a deep sleep.

Floating quietly in this purple mist, his eyes closed.

Around him, there was an extremely sharp purple mist wafting, even if it was Lu Jian at this moment, he really didn't dare to get close.

He knows... If you get closer, you will inevitably be aware of the apocryphal.

And this path is the only way that can lead to the sea of Yan Feng Zhihai, if it is detected by the oracle and erased.

The harsh wind... There will never be a chance to wake up again.

"Feng'er, wake up!"

Lu Pressure kept transmitting the sound to Yan Feng, but no matter what he did, Yan Feng, who was sleeping, did not react at all.

Brow... Tightly wrinkled.

Lu Jian had a thought at the moment, that is, to rush directly through this sharp purple mist, directly to Yan Feng's side, trying to wake him up.

But... He didn't dare to bet.

He didn't know if Yan Feng would be able to wake up if he had passed.

Chance, only once.

If you miss this opportunity, everything will be over.

The oracle, which has become the oracle of the Sword Heavenly Sage, will completely destroy the entire Luo Tian Divine Domain, clean and clean, and there will be nothing left!

The Three Realms... Naturally, it is not immune.

Lu Quan, standing in this purple mist, looked at the soul of the wind that did not dare to approach.

In his mind at the moment... But it flashed the appearance of a person.

Forest... Cher!

I wasn't sure enough to wake up Yan Feng.

But if it was her... Yan Feng's beloved, it must be!

Time waits for no one, and at this moment, the Luo Tian Divine Domain is already in an extremely thrilling situation.

If it's not happy... The consequences will be dire.

Land pressure, random divine consciousness disappeared from the sea of consciousness of the wind and wind.

Penglai Wonderland, on that small island.

Bai Mi, who was originally Mu Ne's eyes, instantly regained his clarity at this moment.

Holding his chest and gasping for breath was a great drain for him.

This is also the reason why Lu Jian had to help him fuse the two qi of Qiankun before he dared to do this.

If he used his previous cultivation to forcibly enter Yan Feng's sea of consciousness through his and Yan Feng's minds, I am afraid that Bai Mi's divine soul would be directly exploded.

A blue light, passing between his eyebrows, appeared in front of Bai Mi's body, it was Lu Pressure.

"White wolf!"

Yan Ran behind him hurriedly leaned over to calm down Bai Mi, with a worried look in her eyes.

Jiuye, also frowning, looked at Lu Press.

"Senior, can it go well?"

Because he saw Lu Press's brow... It's also tightly wrinkled.

However, at this moment, Lu Jian has no time to explain anything to Jiuye.

The figure dissipated in place.

In the seaside of Penglai, there is a woman standing here.

Dressed in a long red skirt, waist-length hair, the golden hairpin and jade phoenix on his head had already fallen when he ran before.

The wind lifted the red dress.

Stunning face, with a smile, looking at the sky.

Motionless, let the waves lap in front of you, let the wind whistle in your ears.

This woman is Lin Xue'er.

But at this moment, behind Lin Xue'er, a blue light appeared.

This blue light is the land pressure.

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The chaos outside the Three Realms was already extremely tense at the moment.

'Yan Feng', with a smile on his lips.

Looking at these ancestral gods in front of him, the eighteen protectors of Luo Tiandian, and the ancestral gods of many other ethnic groups.

At this moment, these existences who were originally standing at the pinnacle of the Luo Tian Divine Domain,

All of them had a hint of panic on their faces.

In front of their eyes, a young man in white, with long black hair flying, and a blood mark on his left eye.

His name, called Hundred Miles of Long Wind, is called... Severe winds.

However, that's all in the past.

Right now... His name is Confession.

He is the second Heavenly Saint of the Luo Heavenly God Domain... Moreover, it is a Sword Heavenly Saint that is rare to see in thousands of divine domains!

"Withered seven. ”

'Yan Feng' looked at the withered seven among the ancestral gods, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ku Qi's expression froze, his eyes looked at 'Yan Feng', and there was a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

The power of the Heavenly Saint was already beyond their reach.

Although there is only one realm between the Ancestral God and the Heavenly Sage, this realm is a gap that cannot be made up with everything.

Eternal life, with chaos and longevity!

This is the Heavenly Sage!

Transcending the way of heaven and dominating heaven and earth, this is chaos!

And the ancestral god, no matter how strong the ancestral god is, is also limited by longevity, and is also bound by the way of heaven!

"Ben Sheng remembers that when you were a child, it was the Luo Tian Temple that sent you to this seat. ”

Yan Feng said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he was extremely relaxed.

Hundreds of thousands of years of long-cherished wishes, today, have finally been achieved.

Equally... He's not in a hurry.

became a heavenly saint, and the years no longer mean anything to him.

And this Luo Tian Divine Domain in front of you... In the eyes of 'Yan Feng', it has no value in existence.

Anyway, sooner or later, it will disappear, so it is better to have some mercy and let these poor creatures in front of them live for a few more incense sticks.

"That's right, it's indeed the Luo Tiandian that you sent me to, at that time... You're still a human being, not a brute. ”

Ku Qi, although he is facing the Sword Heavenly Saint, an existence that is not surprising, should be more powerful than the Lord of the Luo Heavenly Palace.

However, there was no timidity, and he said with the same head held high.

"Brute..."

'Yan Feng', the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"It seems that you are really impatient. ”

Sighing, 'Yan Feng' waved his hand casually.

Kuqi suddenly froze, just about to do something.

But he suddenly found that in the chaos around him, there were countless sword qi coming out of thin air, trapping him in it, unable to move at all.

The Heavenly Sage, above the Heavenly Dao, is at the mercy of the law.

This law... It has already surpassed the laws of heaven!

"What? are you afraid of even the beasts in your mouth?"

Yan Feng had a bloodthirsty smile on his lips.

"Do you know that with just such a light touch of this holy finger, this body and divine soul of yours, which has been cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years, will disappear from the chaos in an instant, and there will be nothing left. ”

A bloodthirsty smile in his eyes!