With the Mengxi family dominating, Zhao Feng temporarily gave up the competition for the blood of the demigods, and instead took a back seat.

His eyes across the sky, in the distance, can play a greater advantage.

"However, my Eye Across the Sky can only be activated at the most critical moment to have the greatest effect. ”

Zhao Feng was getting farther and farther away from the Heart Cultivation Palace.

On this side of the Heart Cultivation Palace, there is a little thief cat hidden, and Zhao Feng can share his vision through the latter.

Other words.

Every move in the Heart Cultivation Palace, Zhao Feng still clearly grasped it.

After half a cup of tea.

Ahead, there was a sound of breaking the air, accompanied by a familiar king's will.

"Nangong Sheng"

Zhao Feng was far away, and when he saw the arrogant young man in Xuanyi, it was Nangong Sheng.

The direction in which Nangong Sanctuary went was the Heart Cultivation Temple.

"Now, there's a lot of excitement to watch. ”

Zhao Feng was slightly happy in his heart.

In Nangong Sheng's hand, there was an ancient sword with an earth-shattering momentum, and where it passed, the heavens and the earth changed color.

Qiankun Sword

Zhao Feng's face turned pale, and the Ice Emperor Spear that was integrated into his blood was trembling.

Originally.

This Nangong Saint has been recognized by the "Qiankun Sword" and can initially use this inheritance holy weapon.

After all, his cultivation is not much different from that of a true king.

In order to recognize and control the "Qiankun Sword", Nangong Sheng spent a lot of energy and time.

Otherwise.

With the strength of his first day in the Holy Land, where to go is not to sweep away.

Nangong Sheng passed through the air, glanced at Zhao Feng lightly, did not speak, and went straight to the direction of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

After a while.

Ahead, several familiar figures appeared.

"Senior Brother Zhao"

The people who came were Chen Yilin, Jiang Fan and others.

"You're all going to the 'Heart Cultivation Palace, right?' there's a lot of competition over there......

Zhao Feng probably talked about the situation.

After saying that, he walked in a certain direction.

Chen Yilin pondered: "This Zhao Feng arrived at the Heart Cultivation Hall one step ahead of us, and now he is evacuating.

Several people couldn't figure out Zhao Feng's behavior.

It stands to reason.

With Zhao Feng's strength, the competition for the blood of the demigods should be second only to Nangong Sheng and Mengxi.

Zhao Feng took care of himself and walked towards the Demigod Relic Garden, somewhere.

Look.

He seemed to have given up the blood of the demigods, but in fact, most of Zhao Feng's thoughts were placed on the side of the Heart Cultivation Palace

"Find a secluded place first. ”

Zhao Feng sifted through the relevant information of the Demigod Relic Garden, and combined it with the previous overlook of the eyes that crossed the sky.

Soon.

Zhao Feng set a goal.

"Library House"

Zhao Feng knew that in the Demigod Relic Garden, there was a library house.

The library house, in fact, was a small study room used for reading books during the lifetime of the demigods.

There are some ancient books in the library, but it is said that there is no demigod inheritance practice.

The cause of the demigod's death, mainly the "Divine Tribulation", did not seem to have enough time to prepare a truly complete inheritance.

But.

Zhao Feng chose the library mainly for peace and quiet, and also wanted to explore.

In the True Martial Holy Land, someone once studied the "Demigod Relic Garden" and felt that there might still be unknown opportunities in some places.

The library is one of them.

As a demigod's former study, there has almost never been an opportunity, which is a bit strange in itself.

Just when Zhao Feng approached the Demigod Relic Garden step by step.

The situation in the Heart Cultivation Hall has undergone new changes.

"The blood of the demigods, none other than me"

Nangong Sheng descended from the sky and entered the Heart Nourishing Palace.

Another king's might, hovering over the pool.

swish

As soon as the Xuanyin Void Light flashed, Nangong Sheng came to the front of the "Blood of the Demigods".

"Nangong Sheng"

Mengxi's face tightened, and she saw that the blood of the demigods was still a foot or two away from her palm.

Roar

The king beast roared, and a terrifying and powerful purple lightning flame rushed towards Nangong Sheng.

This is a king-level attack.

If it weren't for the demigod relic, the space was suppressed, and there was a lot nearby, I am afraid it would be turned upside down.

"Hmph"

On Nangong Sheng's body, the king's power initially appeared, and the surface of his body was covered with a layer of empty silver luster, like ripples in water.

Poof, poof, boom

The attack of the king's beast seemed to have fallen into the void of the other side.

meow

The little thief cat in the corner, revealing a hint of discoloration.

"The spatial ability is worthy of being the owner of the 'ethereal body' and 'the heavenly spirit body', the two supreme physiques. ”

Zhao Feng shared his senses through the little thief cat.

rumble

The two kingly powers, above the pool, collided together, and the soul was void, faintly shaking.

"Bad ......"

Near the pool, some of the Holy Land geniuses were unsteady on their feet.

The king-level confrontation, the terrifying aura wave, even in the Demigod Relic Garden, can sweep half a mile.

The blue jade slabs under the feet are peeling off layer by layer.

However.

Every brick and tile in the Demigod Relic Garden is extraordinary.

airplanes

Under the power of a strange force, destroyed buildings or roads will be automatically repaired.

Because.

The Demigod Relic Garden is a space built by the demigods themselves.

Here, the demigod will, is the omnipotent god.

"Demigods, Heavenly Rank Gods, what kind of level is it......"

In Zhao Feng's heart, he couldn't help but yearn.

His left eye, its owner, was a god from the primeval realm, and it must also be a level above the Heavenly Rank Divine Rank.

"Receive"

Nangong Sheng shouted, and on one hand, an empty cave suddenly appeared, and the edge was a layer of Xuanyin light.

call

A powerful and mysterious spatial pull force locked onto the blood of the demigods.

Apparently.

This Nangong Saint wants to use the secret technique of space to take away the "blood of the demigods".

Buzz –

The blood of the demigods possesses spirituality, exuding a wave of divine power to resist the pull of the empty cavern.

"Sure enough"

Zhao Feng was not surprised.

Nangong Sheng's kind of spatial talent, powerful ability to collect things, is close, in this regard, it is stronger than Zhao Feng's "Void Move".

Plus.

Nangong Sheng's king's might, almost the king's cultivation, the blood of the demigods, even if he was struggling, was approaching him.

"Reflection"

Through the purple scale jade horn in his hand, Meng Xi controlled the king beast and launched an attack on Nangong Sheng.

She herself, at least fifty percent of her energy, should be used to control the king beast.

"Nightmare Space"

Mengxi has green silk and flies like a waterfall.

At that moment, a radius of dozens of zhang was haunted by a layer of blurry dreamlight.

Another blink of an eye.

Everyone nearby is in a strange space with a blurry dream.

This space, the original structure, is still the courtyard of the pool of the Yangxin Palace.

However, the breath of the original space has undergone earth-shaking changes, and it seems to be permeated by the breath of another space.

Woohoo

Mengxi's waterfall-like green silk was more than doubled, and it was surrounded and bound to "Nangong Sheng" layer by layer.

"It's this 'nightmare space' again,"

Nangong Sheng gritted his teeth and fell into passivity for a while.

In the nightmare space, the abilities of other people have little impact for the time being.

However, Mengxi himself, his strength can increase significantly.

"The Ancient Ten Thousand Clans List is ranked two hundred and thirty-nine - 'Dream Spirit Clan,. The rare soul bloodline integrates the nightmare space into the real space and affects reality. ”

The sunny youth muttered to himself.

The power of illusion affects reality, which shows the horror of this bloodline.

"The ultimate in illusion is fantasy reality. Her bloodline faintly touched the direction of that level. ”

Zhao Feng's heart was shocked.

His illusory forbidden eye also has to pull the other party's mental consciousness into the illusory forbidden space he constructed.

And Mengxi.

She is direct, integrating the nightmare space into the real world and influencing reality

In this case.

Her ability to make the impossible possible.

For example.

Mengxi's hair, in reality, is about as long as a person.

But in the nightmare space, you can ⊥ your hair several times longer, just like in your imagination in a dream.

Of course.

The power of the nightmare is also limited, and its impact on the real space is also limited.

near the pool.

Mengxi's strength has been increased, and there is a hazy dream light around him, which is completely different from other areas of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

Time.

Nangong Sheng fell into passivity, and the empty hole in his hand disappeared.

"Cracked in the Sky"

Nangong Sheng stretched out his hand, and a layer of crack-like silver edge appeared in the void, and a forbidden aura came.

"Nightmare Body"

Mengxi's body, in a layer of hazy dream light, a strange illusion.

Poof

The "Xuankong Crack", which was enough to kill the half-step king in seconds, hit Mengxi's body, but it was unharmed.

One is her own defense, which only blocks thirty percent of her power.

What's more, in Nightmare Space, her imagination can influence reality.

Just imagine, if you are killed in a dream, you will not die in reality.

Mengxi's nightmare space can infiltrate this effect into reality, increasing the defense power several times in disguise

"It is worthy of the bloodline of the primeval ten thousand races, it is really perverted. This nightmare space, if you can learn it, it's like cheating. ”

Zhao Feng's heart was shocked.

However, he also knew that this special bloodline ability was difficult to replicate.

For a short period of time.

Zhao Feng didn't plan to make a move yet.

"Qiankun Sword"

Nangong Saint suddenly sacrificed the inheritance holy weapon.

The Qiankun Sword slashed into the void, and there was a sense of earth-shaking shaking, and even the nightmare space was shaken, and it was weakened to a certain extent.

"This Nangong Saint actually got the Qiankun Sword. Even if he could only exert a little bit of the sword's fur power, it made my nightmare space unstable and consumed a lot. ”

Mengxi's heart sank.

This Nangong Saint is worthy of being her fateful opponent.

Boom

The contest between Nangong Sheng and Mengxi is thrilling, running through the material world, the spiritual world, and even the nightmare world.

The rest of the geniuses all withdrew from the accident.

Chen Yilin, Jiang Fan and the others, when they arrived nearby, couldn't help but be speechless.

Perhaps, Zhao Feng's departure is a wise choice. ”

Chen Yilin muttered.

Unless the strength of Nangong Sheng and Mengxi is sharply reduced by half, the others don't want to insert it at all.

The two geniuses are in a stalemate, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner in a short time.

But at the same time.

The divine power and power emitted by the blood of the demigods, and the spirituality contained in it, were all slowly decreasing.

"Let's fight. If these two are at their peak, I'm not very sure. ”

The sunny youth, standing on a roof, had a hint of mockery on the corner of his mouth.

Half an hour later.

The Demigod Relic Garden, a courtyard full of fragrant gardens, has a bamboo bookstore.

When Zhao Feng stepped into the courtyard, it suddenly began to drizzle.

"Wonderful. ”

Zhao Feng seemed to hear the sound of Lang Lang's chanting, and the continuous drizzle in the courtyard intersected with each other.

However.

Outside the compound, but it didn't rain.

Zhao Feng guessed that this was the artistic conception of the owner of the relic garden: in the season of continuous spring rain, the cool breeze was moist, sitting in the house, reading comfortably and quietly.

This is the library of the demigods.

With a hint of childhood memories and awe of the demigods, Zhao Feng stepped into the library of books.