The ability of the left eye to reproduce the ingested scene is an unusually realistic simulation.

It seems to be illusory, but it makes Zhao Feng, as its owner, feel extremely real.

And this ability seems to have been further improved after the change in the left eye.

Zhao Feng was in the dream realm of the ancient after the reappearance, and the feeling of being in the dream realm of the day was also awakened, which was not much different from entering the real dream realm of the ancient.

The sky is still full of thunderstorms and storms.

Zhao Feng sat down cross-legged and released the Wind and Thunder Space Realm, overlapping with the entire scene.

Time passes slowly.

Using the ability of the left pupil, Zhao Feng constantly changed his wind and thunder realm, making it completely consistent with the thunderstorm of heaven and earth.

The dream realm in the playback is too ancient, and what kind of changes occur, in Zhao Feng's realm, there will be corresponding changes.

"It's very feasible to do this!"

While Zhao Feng was imitating, his mind had already simulated and calculated the follow-up situation.

This is a small world of wind and thunder with crystal nucleus space as the source of power.

In that case, let's try it in the real Dream Primeval Space.

If there is real danger, just come back immediately.

Immediately, Zhao Feng withdrew to the Wind and Thunder Realm, and his consciousness sank into the golden ball.

The next moment.

Zhao Feng entered the dream realm of Taigu.

"Weather?"

Zhao Feng's face was stunned, and then he felt pity.

The weather in the dream land was back as usual, and there was no rain, wind and thunder.

I patronized and cultivated, and I forgot about time.

Normal thunderstorms may last all the time.

Can only be patient and wait for the next opportunity.

Fortunately, he ingested some of the images of the time, and even turned on the golden pupil to analyze the particle changes of some phenomena at that time.

Moreover, in Zhao Feng's hands, there are still the remaining Gulei carriers.

"It's better to shape a small world in the ancient dream!"

Zhao Feng thought for a moment, the place he was in now was relatively safe, and there were giant pythons and demon birds guarding him.

In the small world of the Lost Sky Realm, shaping the small world has a certain impact on the Lost Sky Realm itself.

Thunderstorms are just a phenomenon that are built in the real world.

Zhao Feng can first refer to the Dream Realm Ancient to shape the basic structure of a Dream Realm Ancient, and then integrate the Wind and Thunder Realm into it.

This method of shaping a small world may be easier.

After making up his mind, Zhao Feng sat down cross-legged.

After rebuilding, Zhao Feng integrated a large amount of primeval breath, took a lot of dream fruits, and added his current realm and physique.

Zhao Feng was able to stay in the dream realm for a long time.

And.

Small worlds are not something that can be created casually, and it takes a lot of energy and time.

Zhao Feng has a left eye, which is of great help in shaping the small world.

He has decided to fight a long game.

In addition, Zhao Feng thought.

He is able to decompose a whole substance into countless particles.

If he was given countless particles, would he be able to reduce them to their original substance?

It's the same as destroying something, it's very simple, and trying to fix it back to its original appearance is very complicated.

If he can do this, Zhao Feng is afraid that he will be able to shape the real world.

Of course, this is just an idea, and there is no way to start at the moment.

Zhao Feng is immersed in the shaping and enlightenment of the small world.

......

Another place on the mainland.

Four figures stood in front of a giant peak.

These four dark black figures, their whole bodies exuding monstrous demonic power, covering the sky and the sun.

One of the charming witches, in the purple and black flame lotus, was oppressed by the invisible aura, so that the three top emperors beside him did not dare to breathe lightly, and the infinite power of heaven and earth made one side of the void fall into the scorching of the purple and black flames.

"Yu Youlian Holy Lord, Nangong Holy is inside!"

An emperor leaned over next to the stunning witch and said respectfully.

The strength of Nangong Saint is no longer something that the Void God Emperor can stop.

The first few times, in the absence of the Holy Lord, the Nine Shadows Palace had already lost four Great Emperor Invincibles.

Nangong Sheng, it seems that he can anticipate the crisis.

Every time the Holy Lord came, he withdrew in advance.

Moreover, he is good at the space field, and if he wants to escape, the general emperor can't stop him at all.

But this time, he seemed to be in retreat.

"The junior of the power of the evil god has violated the majesty of my Nine Shadows Palace, and he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!"

The Holy Lord of the Dark Lotus sat in the Purple Black Lotus Flame, and the Holy Lord was mighty and trapped the entire mountain.

"Nangong Sheng, this time you can't fly with wings!"

An emperor with a broken arm, with a fierce look in his eyes, shouted angrily

This arm of his was cut off by Nangong Saint the last time he encircled and suppressed Nangong Sheng, and the evil power at the wound made it impossible to heal, and it was impossible to treat it unless he was a medical Dao Holy Master.

Rumble!

Just as the personnel of the Nine Shadows Palace were preparing to rush into the mountain.

The top of the entire mountain peak suddenly exploded, and a purple blood evil light rose to the sky, penetrating the sky, and the bewitching purple blood pattern on it loomed.

The terrifying evil power made the Dark Lotus Holy Lord sitting in the purple black lotus flame feel depressed for a while.

The three emperors trembled even more, and their whole body strength was uncontrollable, and they didn't feel a few steps back.

Call!

I saw a demonic young man with purple blood hair, with purple blood patterns all over his body, flashing streamers, dragging a series of silver-purple ghosts, jumping out of them, and falling in front of the Holy Lord of the Hidden Lotus and the others.

The evil purple-red light, and the other three emperors present all felt a suffocating pressure, and the true yuan in their bodies trembled out of control.

"Humph!"

The Holy Lord of Youlian snorted coldly, and with the great power of the Holy Lord, he resisted part of the breath for his subordinates, and looked at Nangong Saint carefully with his eyes.

"Half-step Holy Lord!"

The Ghost Lotus Holy Lord was horrified in his heart, Nangong Saint was being chased and killed by the Nine Shadow Palace, and his advanced speed was actually so amazing.

"It seems that your mind has been completely distorted by the power of the evil gods. ”

The Holy Lord of the Hidden Lotus had a determined face.

Nangong Shengding has lost himself, and now he is dominated by the power of the evil gods, so he will advance to the speed of the gods.

"Huh!"

Nangong Saint's strange and cold face looked at the Youlian Holy Lord, and he sneered.

"The power of the evil god is not something you can control!"

The Purple Black Demon Flame of the Holy Lord's whole body soared, and the Holy Lord's momentum completely exploded, like a huge Demon Flame Purple Lotus, rushing towards the Nangong Saint.

At the same time, the three emperors immediately retreated.

The Holy Lord of the Lotus made a move, how could they dare to participate in the battle of the Holy Lord.

The three of them each held one side to prevent Nangong Sheng from escaping.

Nangong Sheng grinned, and the silver-purple light on his whole body bloomed, outlining a huge demonic purple blood pattern behind his back.

Suddenly, the blood-colored pattern on his skin flashed with an evil light, and a layer of silver-purple divine radiance dragged the layers of ghosting and wrapped it, like a troll roaring, directly rushing towards the Dark Lotus Holy Lord.

Rumble!

Nangong Saint took the initiative to collide with the Holy Lord of the Hidden Lotus, and under the drag of the layers of silver-purple ghosts, he actually transferred the Holy Lord's Xuanguang Holy Power.

Nangong Saint was wrapped in a silver-purple ghost, like a crazy roaring troll skull, rushing into the Holy Lord's mighty power rules, tearing a qiē force apart.

"What?"

The expression of the Ghost Lotus Demon Lord changed slightly, although Nangong Saint was a half-step Saint Lord, the power he used was the same as the Xuanguang Holy Power, and its strength was even far beyond her Xuanguang Holy Power.

"Phantom Lotus!"

I saw a dark purple flame lotus flower flying out of the hands of the Dark Lotus Holy Lord, and the amazing fluctuations of the demonic path holy power on it made the space distort and fly towards the Nangong Saint who rushed in.

"Haha!"

Nangong Sheng did not retreat but advanced, laughed coldly, and the silver and purple ghosts around him suddenly increased by a few points.

"Demon's Claw!"

Nangong Sheng stretched out his right arm, and the blood-red pattern on it bloomed, and he quickly climbed on his arm, extending countless blood-red flowers and leaves, forming an invisible troll claw, tearing forward.

Boom!

The two demonic forces collided in an instant, and the shocking and violent aura burst out.

At the center of the explosion, the black and red air currents twisted and entangled, the forbidden power, extinction a qiē.

Nangong Shengzhen retreated, his whole body was bathed in purple blood, revealing a cold and evil smile, like an ancient demon.

The Holy Lord of Youlian also stepped back a few feet, blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and he looked at Nangong Saint incredulously.

"Humph!"

The Ghost Lotus Demon Lord snorted, and the Black Demon Flame in his eyes burned angrily, "Demon thief, this is you looking for death!"

The Infinite Demon Flame ignited again, and the Dark Purple Demon Flame penetrated into the void, a radius of thousands of miles, falling into the scorching area of the Dark Purple Demon Flame, and below, countless burning black lotuses seemed to be able to devour a qiē.

"Small World Projection!"

"The Holy Lord of the Hidden Lotus actually uses the power of the small world!"

The three Great Emperors felt that they were in a cold region, and the infinite suppression and restraint made them unable to move, as if they were suffocating, and this was still the projection power of the Dark Lotus Demon Lord's small world, and it was not aimed at them.

The power of the projection of the small world of the Ghost Lotus Demon Lord gradually unfolded.

The power of Nangong Saint was rejected and squeezed by the infinite rules of the entire world.

"Today, I won't play with you!"

The corners of Nangong Sheng's mouth hooked a wicked smile.

A huge purple blood divine radiance unfolded from behind it, seeping into the void, colliding with the small world projection of the Dark Lotus Holy Lord, and competing for half of the 'territory'.

The Ghost Lotus Holy Lord's face froze.

Nangong Sheng also exerts the power of small world projection, proving that the power of his small world has reached the level of the Holy Lord and cannot be stored in the real space.

And the power of the small world projection it shows is not weaker than its own.

It even exuded a terrifying aura that surpassed the Holy Lord.

Nangong Sheng unfolded the power of the projection of the small world, and his figure turned into a silver-purple phantom and disappeared into it.

In his own small world power, Nangong Sheng's spatial talent is like a fish in water, even if it is the Holy Lord, if he does not break the power of his small world projection, he can only stare dryly.

"Ahh

The silver-purple void light flickered, and Nangong Sheng appeared behind the Broken Arm Emperor, slapping his head with a palm, and the demonic soul power instantly devoured his soul.

"Nangong Sheng, you ......"

The Lotus Holy Lord scolded angrily.

But Nangong Sheng carried a small world projection, hidden in it, and flew away.

The remaining two emperors stood still, soaked in cold sweat, and their souls trembled.

Nangong Saint actually confronted the Youlian Holy Lord head-on, escaped safely, and before leaving, he killed another Demon Dao Emperor with his hands.

His strength has grown to this level!

After thousands of miles away, Nangong Sheng stopped.

Inside the body, the voice of the evil god's mind body sounded: "What's the matter, now the Holy Lord, I don't have a problem with you, Zhao Feng, I have already been surpassed by you!"

"Hmph, in the memory of that Great Emperor, Zhao Feng has already killed the Nine Ghost Demon Lord of the Nine Shadows Palace!"

Nangong Sheng snorted coldly, his face was cold, and his expression was slightly gloomy.

"How could it be ......" The evil god's mind body was surprised for a moment.

"It seems that I can't slack off, I have to do my best to integrate and control this power!"

Nangong Sheng's silver purple eyes were extremely firm.