A few hours later, Zhao Feng returned to the Eighteen-Cornered Pirate Holy Land.

He didn't hide the kingly aura on his body, and during the flight, the thunder wings dragged a layer of red gold storm in a radius of hundreds of feet.

In the Eighteen-Cornered Holy Land, those pirate elites were shocked by Zhao Feng's aura.

Some pirate powerhouses even recognized Zhao Feng's identity.

Whew!

Zhao Feng's thunder wings behind him fluttered quickly and landed on a pirate king's ship.

"Zhao Feng, it's your ......"

The Pirate King is a new face, who seems to be a bald king in his thirties.

Zhao Feng didn't know each other, but this bald king knew Zhao Feng.

In the Pirate Emperor Inheritance Holy Land, he had witnessed Zhao Feng's great might, directly controlling the Pirate Emperor's throne.

"Emperor Cold Moon, where is she?"

Although Zhao Feng didn't know this pirate king, it didn't prevent him from inquiring about the whereabouts of the Cold Moon Emperor.

The bald king felt the vast and magnificent aura on Zhao Feng's body, his heart trembled slightly, and he replied very respectfully.

Under the guidance of the bald king, Zhao Feng flew in one direction.

Half an hour later.

Zhao Feng approached a huge sea fortress, composed of several legendary pirate ships, smelting, like a small island, on which you could see forest pavilions, small bridges and flowing water.

After the birth of a new generation of pirate emperors, the pirate sanctuary joined forces to forge this sea fortress, named "Pirate Court".

The supreme ruler of the pirate court is naturally a new generation of pirate emperors - the Cold Moon Emperor.

Zhao Feng's arrival caused a riot in the pirate court.

Not only is he a vast, magnificent aura far surpasses that of a king, but more importantly, many high-ranking pirates know him.

Zhao Feng was soon received by several pirate kings, including the more familiar blonde man and the bearded middle-aged man.

"Zhao Feng, you actually have time to come to my pirate court as a guest. ”

A clear and sassy voice came.

In the great power of the emperor, a flawless silver-robed woman, with a perfect and slender heroic posture, carrying a sword and a crown on her head, appeared in front of Zhao Feng.

The Cold Moon Emperor lingered in a layer of bright moon and cold light, and his beautiful eyes like a crescent moon looked at Zhao Feng with a smile.

After a few polite words, Zhao Feng proposed to talk to Emperor Leng Yue alone.

This move caused some pirates to look at each other ambiguously or jealously.

What is enviable is that the Emperor of the Cold Moon agreed without thinking.

Moreover, the Cold Moon Emperor, who was usually unsmiling and cold and serious, showed an uncharacteristically smiling face after seeing Zhao Feng.

Whew!

Zhao Feng turned into a remnant of wind power, and in a great will of the emperor, he broke through the sky.

"The Emperor's Will!"

The high-ranking pirates in the pirate court were shocked and silent, and they were stunned one by one.

The Cold Moon Emperor was surprised, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes.

I have to admit that Zhao Feng's growth is faster than she imagined, no wonder this man is not even moved by the throne of the Pirate Emperor.

A moment later.

Zhao Feng and Emperor Leng Yue were floating high in the sea of fog, and in this position, they were subjected to the direct rays of the scorching sun of the Ancient Golden Crow, even if it was an ordinary king, their soul and body could hardly hold on for a moment.

"Zhao Feng, you came to me this time, you won't be a simple guest. ”

The Cold Moon Emperor said.

In her impression, Zhao Feng was a cultivator who was not interested in some secular power wars.

Zhao Feng no longer hesitated, and explained his intentions one by one.

In this process, a burst of shock appeared on the face of Emperor Leng Yue, and he was moved and lost his voice.

is not only the prestige of the Death Emperor, but also Zhao Feng's ability to survive for so long in the death pursuit, and even confronted the Death Emperor several times.

"If I hadn't run fast, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago. But now, our strength and growth are sufficient, and we may not be able to defeat the 'Emperor of Death'......"

In Zhao Feng's eyes, a strong battle intent gradually ignited.

That battle intent contained the surging anger of extreme grievance.

After being hunted down for six or seven years, Zhao Feng has never been so ashamed since he set foot on the cultivation.

"Zhao Feng, I owe you a favor. This time, I will do my best to help you, although there is no guarantee of victory, but I believe that it is not difficult to protect yourself. ”

The Cold Moon Emperor said decisively.

Former.

Without Zhao Feng's help, she would not have been able to ascend to the throne of the "Pirate Emperor" and become the Emperor of the Void Gods.

Between the words, Emperor Leng Yue also had a sense of confidence.

Zhao Feng knew that the Emperor of the Cold Moon was a newly born Pirate Emperor, and he was protected by the power of the Pirate Holy Land.

This stems from the crown on her head, so that the Cold Moon Emperor will not be afraid of any emperor for ten years.

Of course, correspondingly, the Cold Moon Emperor could not leave the Pirate Holy Land within ten years. This kind of protection is limited to the Eighteen-Horned Pirate Holy Land.

This is the layout of the first generation of Pirate Emperors on the basis of the Heavenly Machine Secret Realm.

Exactly because of this.

The throne of the Pirate Emperor can be continued from generation to generation.

That day.

Zhao Feng was arranged to a remote miniature canyon domain, and the entire miniature domain was a huge canyon, similar to the Eight Desolate Mountains.

This miniature canyon area has a harsh environment and storms, and basically no people survive.

Rather, there are other canyon regions with superior environments, where the descendants of pirates are stationed and reproduced, as well as some ordinary mortals.

The reason why such a deserted location was chosen was to avoid the emperor-level battle and the innocent.

"Zhao Feng, you are recuperating here now, if you have any needs, you can contact me. ”

The Cold Moon Emperor left a teleportation token with a crescent moon imprint.

Zhao Feng nodded, sat cross-legged with the demigod child, and began to retreat.

Along the way, they moved to many places, and the cultivation of the two of them has improved.

Last time, the Void Sea Spirit Hall was also replenished with sufficient resources.

"Divine Tribulation Thunder Power, absorbing more than two hundred threads of ......"

In the purple soul sea, two hundred or dozens of simple and subtle thunder patterns can be seen, deep and mysterious, with an immortal and immortal aura of divine calamity.

The Divine Tribulation Thunder Power has increased more than just the quantity, these Divine Tribulation Thunder Patterns are clearer and more condensed than before.

Zhao Feng's "Red Gold Wind and Thunder", the degree of participation has reached five or sixty percent, and the mysteries of the divine calamity that he has integrated into him are more than twice as much as when he was in the Heavenly Saint Qin Palace.

Buzz~

On the surface of Zhao Feng's body, a layer of bright ice blue scales appeared, fresh and smart, and the bloodline aura of the primeval clan list became more and more intense.

The improvement of cultivation for physical fitness can promote the further atavism of the bloodline.

The higher the bloodline, the greater the potential.

The ordinary bloodline may be cultivated to the lord and the king, and then it will come to an end.

And for the bloodline of the Ancient Ten Thousand Clans, the Danyuan Realm is just the beginning, and the king is even just a "juvenile".

These days, the bloodline of the Xuanbing Scale Clan, and even the bloodline of the Divine Eye, have grown to a certain extent, and some inheritance power has been further awakened.

Zhao Feng found that this was not only the improvement of cultivation physique, but also the promotion of dream fruits.

From the demigod child's incomparable thirst for dream flesh and soul fruit, you can know the effect of the products of the dream primeval realm.

Come to think of it.

Zhao Feng picked another dream fruit and devoured it.

"Fifteen ...... left"

The dream realm is too ancient, and the number of spiritual fruits on the towering trees is getting smaller and smaller.

Four or five of them have just been formed, and they have not been able to mature for several years.

In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

Zhao Feng and the demigod boy raced against time and devoted themselves to cultivation.

After eating three Dream Realm Spirit Fruits in a row and taking a bunch of top-notch treasures, Zhao Feng's cultivation finally broke through.

"Mid-Void God!"

In the True Yuan Space in Zhao Feng's body, there were surging and majestic red gold waves, and its scale was twice as large as when the Void God Initial Stage had just begun.

Invisibly, Zhao Feng's heritage has been greatly improved.

With his emperor-level artistic conception and the bloodline of the Ancient Ten Thousand Clans, he has extremely strong resilience, and can even fight a protracted battle with the Void God Emperor.

The demigod young boy ate a total of four or five Dream Spirit Fruits, and his strength quickly recovered.

His "Golden Kun Holy Body" has basically reached the fifth level of Xiaocheng, and with the holy physical strength alone, he can almost challenge the emperor.

Cultivation is up, and the demigod child is approaching the middle stage of the void god.

The strength of both the master and the servant has grown greatly.

this day.

The Cold Moon Emperor led the two peak kings to this remote and barren miniature canyon domain.

Since the inheritance of the Pirate Emperor, the strength of some veteran Pirate Kings has improved by leaps and bounds.

These two peak kings are the Giant Shark King and the Ghost Scale King.

The Giant Shark King, who used to be one of the three pirate giants, has the blood of the ancient giant shark, and has a strong physique and bloodline, and was once a meat shield against the Emperor of Twilight.

Now, after the inheritance of the Pirate Emperor, the strength of the Giant Shark King has also been greatly improved.

The Ghost Scale King is the surviving realm-level king after the Great Battle of the Twilight Cloud Emperor, and his survivability is extremely strong.

After the inheritance of the Pirate Emperor, the Ghost Scale King was promoted to the pinnacle king.

The physique of the Ghost Scale King is relatively special, not only has a high-level fish scale water vein, but also has a ghost physique.

"Zhao Feng, the Giant Shark King and the Ghost Scale King, are willing to help you fight against the Emperor of Death. ”

Emperor Leng Yue said with a smile.

Zhao Feng could see that these two peak kings were very confident, their strength was better than that of their peers, and they could join forces to resist the ordinary Void God Emperor.

In particular, the two have good blood and super survivability.

"Zhao Feng, I didn't expect that we would have one day of cooperation. ”

The Giant Shark King smiled.

The two pinnacle kings both know the terrifying potential and growth of Zhao Feng, and have the bloodline of the "Xuanbing Scale Clan" on the Ancient Ten Thousand Clans List.

Moreover, Zhao Feng had dealt with the Emperor of Death several times, and had escaped many times, which was enough to be proud.

With the combined efforts of everyone, it is believed that they can fight against the Emperor of Death, and this is the territory of the pirate holy land.

At that time.

Even if he couldn't defeat the Death Emperor, it was enough to win Zhao Feng's friendship and favor.

Start the day.

The Cold Moon Emperor and the two pinnacle kings settled in this barren miniature canyon domain together.

Zhao Feng and the demigod child were still meditating on their knees.

During the cultivation process of the two of them, the faint aura and the power of heaven and earth attracted made the two kings speechless.

Three days later.

With the continuous supply of resources, the demigod child cultivated to the middle stage of the Void God Realm, and the holy physical strength on his body brought people a sense of oppression and suffocation that originated from the instinct of the body.

Emperor Cold Moon, Zhao Feng, and the demigod child, the two peak kings.

There are five strong people in total, sitting together.

Zhao Feng had a premonition that the Death Emperor would soon be chasing after him.

At the same moment.

At the edge of the Eighteen-Horned Pirate Sanctuary, a dark and shadowy man appeared, wearing a crown and looking about thirty or forty years old.

Swish!

A crystal bud appeared in the hand of the Emperor of Death, and quickly turned into a lotus platform with a diameter of several zhang.

On the lotus platform, a slightly feminine girl with white eyes appeared.

"Zhao Feng is in the Holy Land of Pirates, this battle, life and death, is at a turning point in fate. ”

The white-eyed girl slowly raised her hand.

Airplanes!

A rippling canvas emerges from the void, depicting a brutal battle.

The figure in the middle is the Emperor of Death, who is being beaten by some powerful figures around him.

Incredibly, the scene in that frame is still dynamically evolving.

Obviously, the white-eyed girl's "Pupil of Destiny", its bloodline ability, has further awakened and become more and more powerful over the years

At the end, in that painting, the Emperor of Death and a purple-haired young man collided head-on, and a vague and terrifying phantom appeared behind each other.

"How is that possible...... These people, can force me to cast the 'Shadow of Death'?"

The Emperor of Death couldn't help but lose his voice.