Aoki Reishu.

At this moment, on the island of the gods, in the place where Aoki often stops at the purple gold beach.

On the beach, there are three people here.

Dao Aoki, Bingchang, Qiao Yang.

"Are all your disciples arranged?"

Dao Aoki looked at this sea of purple gold and spoke softly, these words were said to Qiao Yang behind him.

Qiao Yang behind him bowed and saluted: "The island you arranged for you is enough to accommodate my disciples, and now the disciples have all been arranged, but..."

There was a sense of loss on Qiao Yang's face: "The First Sword God Sect, as a pawn of the Desolate Zun in Luoli, is considered to be a waste. ”

"No problem. ”

Dao Aoki nodded slightly, and then there were no more words, in his eyes... But with a hint of worry.

This worry has never been seen before.

Behind him, Bingchang and Qiao Yang, the two also left silently...

They all knew what Michi-Aoki was worried about at the moment... Young Emperor!

Dao Aoki, in the past, with his divine sense far beyond the rest of the Three Dome Five God Emperors, he was able to detect the existence of Yan Feng and calculate where Yan Feng was.

But now...

Dao Aoki has been constantly plotting in the past few days, and his divine sense has secretly swept through the holy area several times, but he can't figure out where Yan Feng is.

You can't even count their life and death!

The presence of the harsh wind...

It's the key to it all!

Without the harsh wind, everything will become a dream bubble!

Michi Aoki... How can you not worry!

Qiyan City is bustling.

Yan Feng walked on a small street in the city, and he knew very well what he was going to do now.

The most important thing is to find the source of the long river of time.

Or rather... At this moment, Yan Feng is more accurate to a person, Han Tian!

Find Han Tian!

Since Han Tian will appear in the long river of years, it must be inseparable from the long river of years... Find him, and you might be able to learn the secret.

But... Before that, the strength required.

Yan Feng wants to find a way to improve his strength.

After all, if you don't have the strength, even if you find Han Tian, it won't help.

Maybe he was killed by Han Tian.

Just now...

One thing made Yan Feng very distressed, and his current cultivation was scattered.

Even if it is re-condensed, Yan Feng has discovered... After dispersing his cultivation, he couldn't even perceive the spiritual power of this heaven and earth.

It seems that this heaven and earth will exclude itself.

If this is the case, you can't condense your spiritual power, then you... It's just that you can't cultivate!

Therefore, Yan Feng planned to find an elixir shop first, get some elixirs to enhance cultivation, and let the spiritual power flow in his body, so that he could look inward and check whether the whirlpool was there or not.

But at this moment.

Suddenly...

On this remote street, many people who were originally there left one after another.

Yan Feng raised his eyes slightly, and at the corner of the street, a face that was not unfamiliar appeared.

It was the disciple of the Su family who was crushed by himself in the Yuhua Building before.

"Boy, after beating Lao Tzu, do you want to leave?"

This son of the Su family is arrogant at the moment, and behind him, there are four people.

These four people are all ancestral gods.

And behind Yan Feng, there are also four people, who are also ancestral gods!

"Give it to me, fight to the death!"

The children of the Su family shouted loudly, and suddenly these eight ancestral gods all rushed forward!

All of a sudden, the magic divine light smashed down towards the severe wind.

Yan Feng's figure did not move at all.

Rumble!

This street was suddenly blown apart!

The wind during the banquet blew everything on the street away, but it was clear that the eight people had controlled the power to avoid spreading to other places.

After all... This is Qiyan City, when the street fighting law is already a violation of the law, as long as the trouble is not too big, the Su family can still suppress it.

If it is a big trouble, such as overturning a few streets and injuring thousands of mortals, then things will be different.

Su Heng looked at Yan Feng's place, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

In his opinion, Yan Feng should have died and could not die anymore.

But......

As the smoke cleared.

In the center of the street, Yan Feng's figure was revealed, all over his body, without any damage, even his hair.

There is an act in the world called death.

And at this moment, this Su Heng is dying!

Yan Feng, take a step forward slowly!

The hand, like an iron tong, grabbed it, and suddenly one of the eight ancestral gods was caught by Yan Feng.

"I, I... I'm just acting on orders, spare my life, my predecessor spare!"

This ancestral god servant felt the power coming from Yan Feng's hand, and his whole body trembled with fright.

This physical power is enough to pinch his body and soul!

Yan Feng, in the eyes of the indifference, there was no emotion.

If people don't offend me, I don't offend anyone.

If anyone sins against me... I will kill!

Just as Yan Feng was about to pinch this ancestral god with one hand...

Suddenly, his eyebrows condensed slightly!

There is a breath of qi that suddenly appears in my body!

Yan Feng was ecstatic in his heart, this breath was extremely familiar... It is the qi in the primordial whirlpool!

This wisp of qi actually poured directly into the body of the ancestral god who was caught by Yan Feng!

But for a while, it is to swim around in this person's body, and then... Back in Yan Feng's body!

"Devour..."

Yan Feng glanced at this ancestral god... At this moment, his face is still extremely frightened.

He didn't seem to be aware of it.

His ancestral god cultivation is completely empty!

Yan Feng's eyes narrowed slightly... There was a spiritual power flowing in the body suddenly!

Don't hesitate anymore!

With one hand, he crushed this ancestral god!

Yan Feng's figure, like a phantom, passed past the other seven ancestral gods!

No exceptions!

It was all the primordial air that flowed through, swallowing the cultivation of these people into the body!

After that, it was crushed by the harsh wind!

That Su Heng, at this moment, his scalp is numb...

He was just a disciple of the last branch of the Su family, and the ancestral god was the strongest person he could mobilize, but he was killed in seconds!

As a person who is lazy to eat, eat and wait for death!

How can you not be afraid!

To spread your legs is to flee...

However, as soon as he turned around, a wisp of red jade sword qi passed through his chest in an instant!

Strangle all the souls in their bodies.

When this Su Heng is killed......

Yan Feng's figure disappeared in place in an instant.

He... Find a quiet place.

Take a good look at the black whirlpool, what the hell is going on...

How can you suddenly have the ability to devour spiritual power!

Yan Feng had never found out before!

Something must have changed!

If not, it will never be!

Just on the street where Yan Feng left, at the end of the street, a woman appeared.

The woman covered her face with a white veil...

At this moment, take off the light veil slightly.

That's a sheet... Stunning face.

Yuhualou Huadan, Zishan.

At this moment, Zishan, in her eyes, is only calm.

Yan Feng's killing before didn't make her feel the slightest discomfort or surprise...

It's not like a singer, but like a cold-blooded killer who has been killed!