Duanmu Qing slowly fell, looked at Zhao Feng's sleeping secret hall, and said with relief: "This transformation, Zhao Feng's divine eyes will be even stronger!"

When he was in the Xuanzhen Holy Sect, Duanmu Qing had witnessed with his own eyes that Zhao Feng's left eye was powerful after transformation.

Even Zhao Yufei, who had the power of the small world and the help of the Purple Saint Remnant Spirit at that time, was powerless to resist under his bloodline pupils and soul secret techniques.

However, just now, the energy fluctuations that Zhao Feng inadvertently emitted were not like souls, but they penetrated matter, and there were no rules and meanings, which made Duanmu Qing unable to guess.

"The last time Zhao Feng's eyes transformed, he was strengthened by his soul will, I don't know what will happen this time!" Duanmu Qing smiled kindly, looking forward to it.

"Duanmu Holy Lord, please come in!" Bi Qingyue hurriedly greeted her, not daring to be careless.

This holy lord is a member of the Duanmu family and a master of the master.

It was even at the last moment to rescue Haiyan Pavilion.

The Heaven Splitting Holy Lord and the other Holy Lord were shocked and left.

is also a holy master, Xu Lao Wei, can only follow Duanmu Qing.

"Duanmu Holy Lord, your apprentice is still in retreat!" Bi Qingyue smiled apologetically.

"How long has he been asleep?" Duanmu Qing asked.

"It's been almost a year and a half!" Bi Qingyue replied truthfully.

Duanmu Qing looked slightly stunned, he didn't expect Zhao Feng to have been asleep for so long, and he remembered the last time, it was only a few months.

"I'll be here, waiting for Zhao Feng to wake up!"

Subsequently, Duanmu Qing stayed here.

All the members of the Sea Smoke Pavilion suddenly felt that they had a bright future.

Involved with the Eight Great Families, there will be no force in this sea area to hinder the development of Haiyan Pavilion.

A stream of blood burned in the chests of these young disciples.

......

After leaving, the Heaven Splitting Holy Lord and the old ghost were indignant, and where they passed, it was dim, and the storm was everywhere, as if the sky was falling apart.

"You old fellow, do things in the future, check out first!" The old ghost's eyes were cold, and a gloomy aura dispersed, and he left angrily.

He lived alone and lived in seclusion.

And the Heaven Splitting Holy Lord, who is in the sect and has an intelligence agency, is still so confused.

When the Heaven Splitting Holy Lord returned to the Earth Spirit Palace, he was furious, and the entire Earth Spirit Hall fell into a panic.

Most people, still don't know why Elder Taishang is furious.

"Emperor Xunguang, let me go and investigate Zhao Feng's details thoroughly!"

Below, a young emperor knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

Under the wrath of the Holy Lord, he felt a thunderstorm bombarding all around, and he had already stepped into the ghost gate with half a foot.

"Yes, Elder Taishang, I will definitely find out all the information about Zhao Feng!" Emperor Xunguang said in a shudder.

Three months later, the Heaven Splitting Holy Lord received a piece of information, and his spiritual sense was swept away, and his heart trembled.

After Zhang Xuandong left the Earth Spirit Hall that day, the Emperor of the Tie Family actually descended to the Ten Thousand Saints Sect.

"With the blood of the Iron Family!" the Heaven Splitting Holy Lord was stunned.

It's the Eight Great Families again!

The strength of the Tie family, among the eight great families, is the top, comparable to the three-star super peak master.

"The Holy Lord of the Nine Shadows Palace, the Nine Demon Lords, have descended on the Prince's Mansion and taken Zhao Feng away!" The expression of the Heaven Splitting Holy Lord changed from surprise to depth until shock.

The Holy Lord of the Nine Shadows Palace has been to the edge island region, and such important information has only been found now, this intelligence agency is really a bunch of waste.

Again, that's the point.

Between the Nine Ghost Demon Lord and Zhao Feng, there were huge traces of battle, and in the end, Zhao Feng came back, and the Nine Demon Lord lost his trace!

The floating piece of information turned into ashes.

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Time passed slowly, Duanmu Qing lived in Haiyan Pavilion, not far from Zhao Feng's retreat, and every once in a while, he would use his spiritual sense to observe Zhao Feng's situation.

Now, Zhao Feng, who is sleeping, every once in a while, his body will move slightly.

A pale blonde hair, like holy light, gives people a sense of emptiness and transcendence.

Left eye space.

Zhao Feng already had a faint consciousness and witnessed a change.

At first, a glimmer of golden light appeared in the depths of the blue pupil power lake, reflecting the sparkling surface of the water.

Then, a staccatock, pale golden ray of light scattered from it.

This sudden ray of light gold is not the will of the pupil.

Zhao Feng observed for a long time, but he couldn't tell its origin.

And with this ray of light, part of the purple mist sea above the blue lake gradually faded, although it was very small and faint, but Zhao Feng could feel it.

Including the wind and thunder attributes in the sea of fog, they are all decreasing.

At the beginning, Zhao Feng was taken aback, could it be that this time the change in his divine eyes would lower his soul will?

But with the pale golden light, from one ray, to two, one.

The sea of purple mist disappeared more and more, but he felt that his soul will had not been significantly weakened.

Where did the disappearing sea of purple mist go?

Zhao Feng could only wait.

On the surface of the lake, there are more and more pale golden rays, and then a complete beam of light is formed, which shines on the sea of purple mist.

"The power of the thunder tribulation is disappearing!" Zhao Feng couldn't help but be shocked.

The purple sea of mist, after all, is the product of the abnormal change of the divine eyes, which is dissipated by the golden light, and it is acceptable.

But the disappearance of the power of the thunder tribulation made Zhao Feng unable to calm down.

The power of the thunder tribulation, which has a certain restraint on all things, has also been dissipated.

The power of thunder tribulation has always been his killer weapon, and in countless dangerous battles, his achievements have shone brightly.

Zhao Feng also counted on this to resist the Divine Tribulation Thunder Punishment in the future.

Time passed, and the purple soul sea, along with the power of the Thunder Tribulation, was dissipating little by little.

"No, my soul will has not weakened, on the contrary, there is a trace of abnormality!" Zhao Feng suddenly noticed something abnormal.

His consciousness gradually became clear in the change of his eyes.

At the beginning, Zhao Feng could only make preliminary observations, but now, he can carefully check his perception.

The purple soul sea has disappeared by two percent, and his soul will has not weakened in the slightest, but has strengthened a little, but it is only very weak.

If it weren't for the strange feeling from the soul, Zhao Feng wouldn't have noticed this.

Looking at the blue lake, the golden light is getting more and more abundant, and he faintly feels that something is about to surface.

One day, the golden light suddenly increased by a few points, and Zhao Feng could already see the distorted light and shadow below the lake.

Haiyan Pavilion, Duanmu Qing's spiritual sense, has been observing Zhao Feng.

At this time, Zhao Feng, anyone who sees it is absolutely inseparable from his gaze.

His pale blonde hair exuded a pale golden glow that made even the Holy Lord suspicious.

Even the mysterious little thief cat is not immune.

Under the penetration of this light, its whole body was unwell, and it went directly into the Void Realm.

"It seems that Zhao Feng's divine eyes seem to be about to awaken his true power!" Duanmu Qing couldn't help but exclaim, otherwise, Zhao Feng would not have slept for so long.

Left eye space.

Zhao Feng's consciousness was sluggish, staring at the golden sphere on the surface of the blue lake.

Infinite and clear, like the golden sun in the left eye space.

It exuded an eternal and unchanging primeval atmosphere, but it gave Zhao Feng a familiar illusion.

The golden ball is sleek throughout, exuding a faint pale golden light pattern, penetrating a qiē.

Seep through the sea of fog and shine to the bottom of the blue lake.

Above the lake, a floating sea of purple mist disappeared at a speed several times faster than before.

And the blue water where the golden ball floats suddenly forms a whirlpool.

Mi!

The blue lake, along the whirlpool, a trace of water, constantly seeps into the golden ball, disappearing.

Suddenly, a paralyzing pain came from the soul sense, and Zhao Feng's consciousness hummed.

"My soul!" Zhao Feng focused all his perceptions on his soul, shocked.

He found that his soul was becoming more condensed little by little.

On it, there is an occasional flash of thunder and lightning!

But Zhao Feng could recognize it at a glance, it was not an ordinary thunder sky, it was a divine tribulation thunder power.

"Could it be that these disappearing sea of purple mist, as well as the power of thunder tribulation, have been integrated into my soul?" Zhao Feng was shocked in his heart, and it was difficult to calm down.

Although the purple soul sea was originally a soul power born from the blue lake.

But the power of thunder is integrated into the soul.

Zhao Feng can only say, incredible!

He suddenly remembered that there was similar information in the memory database.

In addition to bloodlines and physiques in the world, there is also an extremely rare 'soul body', whose rarity is not lower than the bloodlines at the top of the list of primeval races.

Because this kind of soul body case is extremely rare and cannot be studied, there are good and bad, and it is even regarded as a soul disease, so it is not widely known.

The 'soul body' is innate, and Zhao Feng is not sure if his current soul is a special 'soul body'.

I can't figure it out, and Zhao Feng doesn't think about it now.

At least he knew that the power of the Purple Soul Sea and the Thunder Tribulation had not disappeared, but had been integrated into the soul.

However, Zhao Feng did not find the pupil power of the wind.

I don't know how long it took, the purple soul sea completely disappeared, and the left eye was pitch-black space, leaving only the golden ball and the blue pupil power lake.

The volume of the lake has shrunk to 500 zhang, and all of it is absorbed by the golden ball.

400 zhang, 300 zhang...... One hundred zhang.

The blue lake disappeared completely, and was absorbed by the golden ball, and the volume of the golden ball did not change in the slightest.

Airplanes!

That mysterious golden ball suddenly bloomed with a layer of golden ripples, penetrating a qiē, and even penetrating this space, mapping to the outside world, extending infinitely.

Zhao Feng understood that this transformation was almost over.

It's just that he doesn't know what the mystery of this golden ball is.

The transformation of God's eyes brought him something.

In the interior of the Great Qian Dynasty, in a quiet cave.

A girl in white is painting with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, as if under a powerful impact, she suddenly opened her eyes, and blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

It was a pair of blank eyes with no pupils, as if piercing a qiē.

"Shizun is right, it is indeed the ninth divine eye!"

The girl looked down at the paper in her hand, it was an extremely handsome man, with blonde hair and golden eyes, and that gaze, like amber essence, seemed to see through everything and knew any secrets.

A quiet and verdant bamboo sea.

An old man, playing chess with an ethereal and tranquil girl.

The old man seemed to be struggling to think, not knowing where to go next.

Suddenly, his eyes became dim, like the hellish cycle of falling into sin, in which a trace of black fine lines slowly swirled.

"Disciple, let's stop for today!" the old man's eyes returned as usual.

"Master, playing chess, you will never be my opponent, hehe!" The girl smiled calmly, and her beautiful face seemed to make the whole bamboo sea shake for it.