"Actually, you see...... We know what we will experience in the future, and we know when the world will come to an end, so we have all kinds of sadness and attachment to the world, but then look at those human beings living on the earth, still doing their own things, they don't know anything about the future of the world, they live in hope every day, do what they like, even if there is a slight setback, it is nothing. The Holy Monarch said as he tilted his head and looked at the top of this underground cavern.

"You say so much...... But I still can't do it, will you really be okay?" Yang Feng said tremblingly as he held the withered hunting knife in front of the Holy Monarch.

"Whether I'll be okay or not depends on you, if you don't upgrade yourself with a knife or kill me with a knife, or because you stabbed me into a serious injury and I failed to swap with myself in subspace, then this knife will fall on me solidly, but don't worry, under normal circumstances, there will be nothing wrong, I can resist." Shengjun confidently patted his chest and said.

"What subspace swapping? what do you mean?" Yang Feng wondered.

The Saint Monarch touched his chin and thought about it for a few seconds, " It seems that if you don't make it clear to you, you won't give up, that is, after you give me a knife, you should be able to improve some of your strength, so that you will have the ability to absorb the power in this energy ball, and then you will use the power you just absorbed to create a smaller subspace, and after that subspace is given a timeline by me, it will become another reality, and then I will swap identities with the me in the subspace, which is equivalent to the me in it being stabbed by you, and I will naturally be fine. ”

Yang Feng couldn't help frowning when he heard this, "What else can you do?"

The Holy Monarch was helpless, "What's the matter, you don't even believe me anymore?"

Yang Feng hurriedly shook his head, "No, I believe it, but what if I go down with this knife, you can't stand it anymore?" I can feel the energy ratio in your body, it's too barren......"

"It's okay, you can stab me at ease, I can put this knife you gave me into the future in a short time, just like if you stab it now, it will take me a while before I start to suffer hurt and pain, if I swap with me in subspace before I feel pain, I will be equivalent to not being stabbed." After the Holy Monarch finished speaking, he patted his chest again, "Come on!"

Yang Feng pouted, "Really...... Don't lie to me, if I give you another knife...... Then I'll be a sinner!"

Shengjun laughed, "Hurry up, don't be poor, I didn't lie to you, it's okay, if it really doesn't work, I won't let you do it." ”

"Okay then...... I—I'm a stinger, you grit your teeth. Yang Feng said, raised the withered hunting knife, and put it in front of the Holy Monarch's chest.

"Remember to use your strength, if your knife does not meet your 'hunting success judgment', you will stab me in vain, try to stab me to death, and imagine me as those rebels!" The Holy Monarch said menacingly.

Yang Feng swallowed his saliva, gritted his teeth, and a trace of murderous intent burst out of his eyes.

"Stop!"

Just as he was about to draw his sword, the Holy Monarch suddenly shouted, and at the same time took a step back, "Also...... Don't push too hard...... I'm still scared......"

When he finished speaking, he smiled shyly.

Yang Feng laughed out loud, "Don't worry, I know how to upgrade, you must know that I also came up from the most basic little hare level." ”

After he finished speaking, in order to prevent the Holy Monarch from being afraid, he immediately stabbed him, but who knew that the Holy Monarch suddenly bent down for some reason, and his knife actually stabbed him in the shoulder just when he bent over!

I saw the Holy Monarch bend down and wipe a bit of dust from his shoes, and when he raised his head, both of them looked at each other with their mouths open and looked at each other with a look of horror.

"Why don't you bend down and tell me......" Yang Feng was dumbfounded, and the hand holding the withered hunting knife trembled.

"Don't shake, I hurt, I haven't turned on the time backup yet. The Saint Monarch said with a blank look, "I thought you wouldn't be so quick to do it." ”

"Are you okay then? or ...... Eat some energy to replenish?" Yang Feng said, making way for the Holy Monarch and motioning for him to absorb some energy from the energy ball to "replenish it".

"No, I'm turning on the time backup now, are you ready for the next knife?" said the Saint Monarch, a faint blue light flashing beside him.

"Well, then you straighten up and stop moving. Yang Feng stammered, and with a "poof" he pulled the withered hunting knife off the Holy Monarch's shoulder.

The fair-skinned and handsome face of the Holy Monarch suddenly distorted the painful facial features together.

"I'm sorry, why don't you take it slowly......" Yang Feng said, and put the withering hunting knife back.

"No, no, don't wait, I'm the creator god! Hurry up, I've turned on the time backup now, don't waste time. As he spoke, the Holy Monarch straightened up in pain and exposed his entire chest in front of Yang Feng.

In order to embolden himself, Yang Feng shouted out "Ah", and the tip of the withered hunting knife stabbed into the chest of the Holy Monarch with a black aura of death; with a crisp sound of glass shattering, the withering hunting knife was stuck in front of the Holy Monarch's chest by a layer of golden barrier, and the tip of the withered hunting knife had already pierced through the golden barrier and entered the Holy Monarch's chest.

"Why didn't you tell me if you have a shield!" Yang Feng said, trying to shake the knife in his hand, but found that he couldn't stab it or pull it out.

"I ...... I'm sorry I forgot......" After the Saint Monarch finished speaking, he lifted the golden barrier beside him, and then fell weakly......

Yang Feng immediately threw away the hunting knife to hold him up, and at this time, the Holy Monarch's face was as red as if he had drunk wine, and he was supported by Yang Feng and held himself on the ground to prevent himself from falling.

"Why don't you quickly absorb some energy from it and heal yourself!" Yang Feng said, wanting to pull the Saint Monarch to the energy ball and let him absorb some power from it to heal his injuries, because he knew that the wounds caused by the Wither Hunting Knife were fatal to anyone, but the Saint Monarch could forcibly suppress the wither effect with his super bloodline, so if he quickly absorbed some energy to heal himself now, it would be fine.

But the Holy Monarch dragged him back, "It's okay, now that the barrier has been lifted, you can stab me quickly......"

With that, he pointed to his chest, which had been soaked in black blood.

"Can you really continue?" Yang Feng raised his hunting knife in a trembling manner, after such a toss, his self-confidence had also been hit by several rounds in succession, and now he was completely unsure where his next knife would be stabbed.

The Saint Monarch nodded weakly and pointed to his chest again.

Yang Feng gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and raised the withering hunting knife again.

"Stop!" the Holy Monarch suddenly shouted out again, Yang Feng's whole person was so frightened that he almost collapsed on the spot.

"You open your eyes...... I'm scared ......," the Saint Jun said, closing his eyes like a child afraid of needles.

Yang Feng swallowed his saliva, his gaze locked on the Saint Monarch's chest, and a few seconds later, the sound of a sharp blade piercing his chest echoed in this underground cave, and the Saint Monarch's chest had completely turned into a charcoal-like existence under the erosion of the withering power, and at the same time, Yang Feng's mind once again echoed the ancient roar like the birth of the universe.

A stream of energy from the Holy Monarch's body poured into his body along the withered hunting knife, and that energy rampaged through Yang Feng's body like an undefeated army that had opened up territory, knocking the various attributes of his whole body to a peak realm.

The data on Yang Feng's body, collectively known as "infinite", were directly blurred under the impact of that power, and in the end, even the words "infinite" disappeared! At the same time, Yang Feng also heard Yagrilev's soft groan again; after that power "opened up" every inch of unexplored territory in his body, it instantly withdrew into a certain core in his body, and the upgrade was completed, and Yang Feng reached the current "Creation God level".

This level gave him a new understanding of the word "ability" again, first of all, now he can no longer intuitively see the various average values in his body, as if he has lost this function, but at the same time he has lost this ability, he also has an additional feeling of "carrying the universe", but this is different from when he used the space power in the energy ball to perceive the universe, at that time it was like "knowing the universe", and now he is "carrying the universe".

Before Yang Feng could continue to delve deeper into the power that this feeling brought him, a sound of stone knocking in front of him suddenly attracted his attention, and Yang Feng opened his eyes to see that the Holy Monarch was lying on the ground helplessly holding a small stone and hitting the ground at this time, just to attract his attention.

"Ah, okay, I was just upgrading ......" Yang Feng said, squatting down, very worried about the Saint Monarch's weak appearance, "Are you going to transfer now?"

"No......" the Saint Monarch shook his head weakly, "Lend me some energy...... I don't seem to have enough energy......"

Yang Feng was helpless, and hurriedly put his hand on the Holy Monarch, and the Veil of God immediately transmitted the energy in his body to the Holy Monarch like a power source under the control of his consciousness.

In the process of transmitting energy, the face of the Holy Monarch improved at a speed visible to the naked eye, after all, he is a mage, for a mage, energy is as important as blood, and the lack of energy and blood may bring danger to the mage's life.

After about ten seconds, the Holy Monarch got up from the ground, he took Yang Feng's hand off his body, and finally didn't forget to straighten his hair, "Okay, these are enough, you go and absorb this energy ball now, time is limited, you have to hurry up, if it is overtime, I will fail to backtrack, and these three knives will fall on me again." ”

Upon hearing this, Yang Feng hurriedly nodded, turned around and ran towards the huge energy ball behind him......