"Zhuang Xuan'er. ”

That charming girl is the true disciple of the Moon Demon Hall in the former Purple Saint Ruins, and the "Ye Yanyu" of the Pure Moon Spirit Sect are equally divided.

After many years, Zhuang Wan'er has broken through to the Danyuan realm.

This time.

She is an elder of the sect, and she came to Qinghua Domain to support the Red Moon Demon Sect, and has the right to be a sect mission.

"Huh?"

Hearing someone shouting her name, Zhuang Wan'er was stunned for a moment, and her eyes fell on a leisurely purple-haired young man in the crowd.

After so many years, Zhao Feng's appearance and temperament have changed greatly.

In particular, he looked a little sick at the moment.

"Yes...... It's you!"

Zhuang Wan'er's peerless delicate face revealed a trace of indescribable panic.

That kind of fear, like a conditioned reflex, comes from a profound scene in memory.

Former.

In the Purple Saint Ruins, Zhao Feng comprehended the "Void Pupil Slash" and killed all directions, as if killing a god.

Lu Tianyi, Elder Shui Yun, Grandmaster Yinkong and other powerhouses all died in that nightmarish memory.

At this time, the "nightmare" in memory seems to be close at hand.

The careless "purple-haired youth" looked at himself with a smile.

"Zhao Feng! he ...... How did he end up here?"

Zhuang Wan'er's face was pale and frightened.

At this time.

She had only one thought left: escape!

In the past, Zhao Feng's Void Pupil Slash could stage a "massacre" in the Purple Saint Ruins.

After so many years, she can't estimate how much progress Zhao Fengfeng has made.

"Elder Wu, retreat—"

Zhuang Wan'er hurriedly transmitted, and hurriedly flew into the air to meet the mysterious old man in the blood moon robe.

"Huh, what's going on?"

The old man of the Blood Moon was stunned, he had never seen Zhuang Wan'er, he was so panicked and afraid.

This scene attracted the attention of Elder Xueli and others.

The dignified lord-level lady of heaven was so frightened by Zhao Feng's three words.

"Hehe, want to run?"

Zhao Feng smiled playfully, and in one step, he came to the old man of the Blood Moon, blocking Zhuang Xuan'er's way.

He was looking for trouble with the "Moon Demon Palace", but he didn't expect to encounter it so soon.

"Who are you?"

The old man of the blood moon had a solemn look on his face.

Every move of the young man in front of him, every breath and breath, has an invisible artistic conception, which has a great oppression on him.

He had only felt a similar feeling from the Supreme Elder of the Moon Demon Palace.

Syllable!

Zhao Feng slowly stretched out his hand and pressed it on Zhuang Wan'er's half-exposed warm red incense shoulder.

With the strength and breath of her bloodline and physique, her true yuan bloodline was banned for a moment.

"You ......"

Zhuang Wan'er's face was red and white, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she didn't even have the power to resist.

The youth in the field of vision and the nightmare in the memory completely overlap.

"Stop!"

The old man of the Blood Moon let out a cry of surprise, and the vast power of the Lord level affected the environment that turned the world around.

Below.

The great powers and the Akatsuki Sect that had just clashed felt an indescribable general trend of heaven and earth, and it was difficult for them to breathe.

"Lord?"

Sect Leader Hong and Elder Xueli also stopped fighting.

Sect Master Hong and Tie Mo were pleasantly surprised, and as soon as Zhao Feng appeared, he scared a venerable person into dissipation.

With a single stretch of his hand, he controlled a Venerable Elder and disgraced the Venerable Lord-level Blood Moon Elder.

Now.

Facing the Blood Moon Old Man, the Venerable Lord-level shot, Zhao Feng only snorted coldly.

In a flash.

An invisible power of heaven and earth shrouded the old man of the Blood Moon.

Wow!

The old man of the blood moon directly spat out a mouthful of blood, only to feel that the true yuan of the whole body was banned, and his thinking and consciousness could not be rebellious at all.

"You're ......"

The old man of the Blood Moon had a frightened face, and the color of fear was even stronger than Zhuang Wan'er.

There was more disbelief on his face.

"How...... What's going on!"

The powerhouse elites of the Tianpeng Great Power and the Red Moon Sect were all a little dumbfounded.

Zhao Feng didn't make a move at all, just snorted lightly, and made the Venerable Lord-level Blood Moon Old Man vomit blood directly.

That invisible power of heaven and earth is only a small area of existence.

Zhao Feng did this, not wanting to use the soul to a large extent, but relying more on the artistic conception and the use of the soul slightly.

Although he was hit by the "curse of the dead word", the artistic conception of his comprehension will not disappear or decline.

This is like a demigod child, with a very high artistic conception.

The negative effects of the Death Curse are the fastest declining Shou Yuan's vitality, followed by the True Yuan, Soul, and Bloodline Physique.

The slowest is the Emperor's will.

The will itself is the condensation of artistic conception and is based on the strength of the soul.

"How could it be ......"

Zhuang Wan'er was close at hand, and when her skin touched, she felt the power of Zhao Feng's void spirit even more strongly.

"That kid is evil...... Run!"

Elder Xueli felt a strong uneasiness, and even the elders of the Moon Demon Hall had no strength to fight back in front of Zhao Feng.

Whew!

He turned into a stream of blood and fled into the depths of the inlet.

"Humph!"

Zhao Feng glanced lightly in the direction of Elder Xueli.

Rumble!

A great force of will that penetrated the heavens and the earth, like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, fell on the Blood Elder Force.

"Ahh

Elder Bloody screamed, and his soul instantly collapsed, falling from mid-air.

Thump!

The corpse of Elder Bloody fell into the mountain forest below.

That scene made both sides of the audience shudder, and the Akatsuki Sect side was even more creepy.

"One thought, and the Venerable One was killed. ”

Sect Leader Hong, Tie Mo and the others fell into a short period of sluggishness one by one.

With such ability and means, I am afraid that the entire continent will not be able to find a single person.

Even if he was the Akatsuki Sect Master, he wouldn't be able to do this, unless he was promoted to the King of the Void God Realm.

"Is it ......?"

Sect Leader Hong and Tie Mo glanced at each other, and a guess that they didn't dare to imagine.

"Your Excellency...... I am so ignorant, please forgive me. ”

The Blood Moon Old Man said tremblingly.

Zhuang Wan'er, the atmosphere didn't dare to come out of one, and the nightmare in her memory rose to an "invincible" level.

King of the Void God Realm!

This is placed in the vast sea, and it is an unattainable existence standing at the top of the pyramid.

In the Qinghua Domain, the king of the Void God Realm only exists in ancient mythological books.

Zhao Feng actually stepped into the level of a king. ”

"No wonder Sect Leader Zhao, with a single thought, killed the elders of the Red Moon Sect. ”

On the side of the canopy power, it exploded.

Sect Leader Hong and Tie Mo looked at each other, their eyes were shocked, and there was a hint of ecstasy.

You must know that in the entire Qinghua Domain, there is not a single Void God King.

And in the Iron Blood Sect, a Void God Realm King was born, what a privilege is this?

Sect Master Hong and Tie Mo couldn't help but rejoice that their original choice was the reuse of Zhao Feng.

The birth of a king is enough to reverse the pattern of the continent, and it cannot be stopped by any force.

"The King's ......"

Princess Qin lost her mind for a while, suddenly like a dream, unbelievable.

And the Red Moon Demon Sect, all the elite instructors, fell into despair one by one.

Under the overlook of the king, they didn't even have the courage to run away - Elder Bloody was a living example.

"Lord King, what do you want, what conditions do you have, you can put it forward. ”

The old man of the blood moon said bitterly.

At this time.

Zhao Feng had already withdrawn the Void God Power.

Even so, the Blood Moon Old Man and Zhuang Wan'er didn't dare to have any thoughts.

"Zhuang Xuan'er stays! You go back to the 'Moon Demon Palace' to pass the word: within 100 days, if you don't give Zhao an explanation, I will kill her and let the Moon Demon Hall remove her name in Canghai." ”

Zhao Feng said slowly.

Hearing this, the old man of the Blood Moon was shocked.

In particular, the last sentence of the last sentence is to let the Moon Demon Hall be removed from the Canghai Sea.

Facing Zhao Feng's indifferent and resolute voice, the Blood Moon Old Man had a sense of absurdity, and he didn't dare to doubt that Zhao Feng had this ability.

As a matter of fact.

With Zhao Feng's strength, even if he fell under the king, it would not be much difficult to destroy the Moon Demon Palace.

Because, his artistic conception will not disappear, and the decline of the emperor's will is relatively slow.

What's more, according to Zhao Feng's speculation, it will take at least a month or two before he falls below the Void God Realm. After all, there is a huge gap between the Void God Realm and the Dan Yuan Realm.

"I'm going now, I hope the king, don't hurt Wan'er. ”

The Blood Moon Old Man took a deep breath.

He understood that in front of the Void God King, he had no capital to negotiate at all.

Sou!

The old man of the blood moon turned into a blood moonlight, and 100,000 were in a hurry, flying to the extraterritorial void sea.

Zhuang Wan'er's face was pale and deeply helpless.

She couldn't predict what kind of future awaited her.

But she knew that her life destiny would fall into the game between the virtual god kings.

Next.

The elites of the Red Moon Demon Sect below, the dead die, and the descending.

A battle that could have been earth-shattering, because of a thought of the king, was reversed and aborted.

Zhao Feng was not interested in the aftermath at all.

"Strength, regressed a lot ......"

Zhao Feng couldn't help but sigh, although he still had the emperor-level combat power now, his soul and physique, and his true yuan bloodline had declined a lot.

Hearing this, Sect Leader Hong, Tie Mo and the others couldn't help but twitch their faces.

Zhuang Wan'er was even more bitter and speechless, and had no place to embarrass herself.

Dare to love, the current Zhao Feng is not at his peak.

Zhao Feng didn't bother to explain, the gradual decline of his strength made him more aware of the purpose of this trip to Qinghuayu.

Immediately.

Zhao Feng said goodbye to Sect Leader Hong and Tie Mo.

"Lord Liu!"

Zhao Feng's gaze fell on the Honghu City Lord, and he took him and Zhuang Wan'er to the direction of the Six Witch Towers together.

Along.

Zhuang Wan'er acted as a coolie, summoned his own flying spirit pet, and carried several people to fly.

Honghu City Lord, looking at Zhao Feng's gaze, was extremely complicated.

He never thought that the blue-haired boy who was "forced to marry" by himself had become a mythical king.

This made him even more hopeful about Liu Qinxin's life and death.

A few hours later.

Deep in the mountains, a pitch-black and deep hexagonal tower appeared.

When Zhao Feng arrived.

On the highest forty-nine floors of the Six Witch Towers, there stood an old man who was as quiet as the night.

Meow~

A big silver-black lazy cat appeared on the edge of the tower, looking at the field of vision, a black dot gradually enlarged.

"The guests came. ”

The Six Witch Wise Men spoke slowly, as if they had been waiting here for a long time.

Sou!

At the same moment, a flying spirit pet fell under the Six Witch Tower.

"You stay down there. ”

Zhao Feng gave an order and asked Zhuang Wan'er to wait downstairs.

Zhuang Wan'er was humiliated in her heart, and the dignified lady of the heavens in the Danyuan realm was like a groom and a doorman.

As a matter of fact.

Zhao Feng just didn't want Zhuang Wan'er to know some secrets about him.

"Your Excellency, please!"

A delicate priestess of the Six Witch Towers respectfully invited Zhao Feng to go up.

Meow~

Meow meow!

On the forty-ninth floor of the tower, the little thief cat and the big lazy cat snorted coldly at each other.

The seemingly cloudy eyes of the six witch sages flashed when they fell on Zhao Feng's body, revealing a trace of shock for the first time.

"Death... Language... Curse... Curse. ”

The Six Witch Wise Man, his voice was slightly difficult, almost word by word.