In the fairy room.

From the portrait on the wall, the overflowing momentum is gradually increasing.

Kong Ruodan, who was kneeling devoutly, closed her eyes and felt it carefully. She had come here to kneel down many times before, but not every time she could get a brand new insight.

After a few seconds.

Kong Ruodan felt that there was no movement beside her. She opened her eyes instantly and saw Chen Feng standing motionless, without any intention of kneeling down.

Now the momentum that overflowed from the portrait was not very strong! She immediately said, "Don't stand there! Kneel down quickly."

"As long as you kneel down before the portrait, the momentum that overflows from it will not be pressed on you."

Chen Feng seemed to have not heard Kong Ruodan's words. His eyes were very deep, and his eyes were fixed on the portrait on the wall. Is this middle-aged man the Lord of the Heavenly Realm?

A rebellious sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, his body stood straight, feeling the momentum concentrated on himself, and the three techniques in his body were circulating alternately, and the mysterious energy was rushing through the meridians in his body!

Seeing that Chen Feng did not respond to her, Kong Ruodan frowned and said, "I'm not kidding with you, you kneel down immediately."

"In this portrait, it may only contain a trace of momentum of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm, but it is definitely not something that people from the first level of heaven can resist. Kneeling to the Lord of the Heavenly Realm is a very normal thing. Even if the ancestors of the top power come here, they will also kneel down to the portrait."

Chen Feng still did not respond. His eyes were staring at the eyes of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm in the painting. Why should the fate of thousands of planes be controlled by this guy?

Why can't they even control their lives in thousands of planes? Why are they just dolls of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm and the top powerhouses of the Third Heaven?

Chen Feng has been trying to hide this unwillingness deep in his heart. He originally wanted to quietly improve his cultivation and wait for a battle with the Lord of the Heavenly Realm in the future.

But now I saw the portrait of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm here, and even contained a trace of his momentum, which completely erupted Chen Feng's unwillingness.

The intensity of momentum overflowing from the portrait increased faster and faster, and it hit Chen Feng like a wave, while Kong Ruodan, who was kneeling on the ground, was not affected at all.

With the momentum increasing so rapidly.

Chen Feng's brows were getting tighter and tighter. His chest became stuffy and the blood in his body kept churning, feeling like he was about to vomit blood.

Kong Ruodan saw that Chen Feng still ignored her, and a look of displeasure appeared on her face. Seeing the other party so persistent, she wondered if Chen Feng was using his momentum to hone his willpower? Otherwise, she wouldn't understand why Chen Feng was unwilling to kneel down?

After all, kneeling down at the portrait of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm is really not embarrassing!

After having this idea in his mind, Kong Ruodan decided not to persuade him and to see what happened next.

While she was thinking in her mind.

The momentum that rushed out of the portrait of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm soared a lot. Now Chen Feng felt like he was being pressed down on a mountain, and the pressure on this mountain was becoming increasingly huge.

Chen Feng gritted his teeth tightly, and the mysterious energy in his body rushed to the extreme. He tried hard not to bend his knees at all, and his eyes were always staring straight into the eyes of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm.

Suddenly.

From those eyes looking down at the world, two prickly beams of light burst out.

With a loud bang.

Chen Feng only felt a tingling pain in his eyes. His eyes seemed to be burned by flames, and his eyes began to blur, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

It took more than half a minute before his gaze recovered a little.

However, at this moment.

The pressure of the momentum under Chen Feng's body rose to a terrible level, and the sound of bones being overwhelmed from his legs kept making small sounds.

His spine bent a little, but the next second, he gritted his teeth and continued to straighten his back.

There was a "click".

From Chen Feng's right foot's calf, the sound of a broken bone finally came out, blood burst out from his right foot's calf, and his pants were instantly dyed red.

His right calf broke and his body shook.

"puff"

He couldn't help but spew a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

His right foot, which had broken calf, still insisted on standing on the ground.

This moment.

Blood flowed out of the corners of his eyes, his clothes were dyed red by blood, and his right calf kept trembling. Although he looked embarrassed, the expression on his face was particularly firm.

The blood in the body is boiling and howling!

He was angry, he was unwilling to accept it, he could not accept it!

Why do you treat people from thousands of planes like this?

In the eyes of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm, these people are probably not even as good as an ant in the Heavenly Realm.

Chen Feng's expression was a little ferocious, his mouth was filled with blood. He looked directly at the Lord of the Heavenly Realm in the painting and shouted: "You are not qualified to make me kneel down!"

"Click! Click!"

The sound of bone breaking this time came from the bones on his back, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Now, Kong Ruodan doesn’t think that Chen Feng is honing his willpower anymore. This guy just simply doesn’t want to kneel down to the Lord of the Heavenly Realm!

Now that Chen Feng looked miserable, she really couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Stop holding on, kneel down quickly, so that the momentum that presses on you will dissipate."

This time, Chen Feng did not ignore Kong Ruodan. He temporarily turned his eyes away from the portrait, turned his head, looked at Kong Ruodan kneeling beside him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his blood-stained mouth, saying, "Don't worry about me, this is my persistence!"

Under this oppressive force, Chen Feng could not move at all. After saying this to Kong Ruodan, his eyes were once again focused on the portrait of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm.

In this world, some people are born to not bow their heads, so what if they are crushed to pieces?

Chen Feng knew that if he knelt down, he would not be qualified to become the opponent of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm in his entire life.

A hoarse voice echoed in his ears, Kong Ruodan stared at Chen Feng's side face in a daze, recalling the guy just now talking with a smile.

When the body was tortured to the extreme, this guy was still laughing?

"Are you crazy? Don't joke about your life!" Kong Ruodan shouted.

Faced with the shout, Chen Feng did not respond, but just straightened his back desperately, gritting his teeth tightly in his mouth, and his head had no intention of lowering his head.

Sweat mixed with blood soaked his whole body of clothes.

At a moment, Kong Ruodan was infected by the scene in front of him. Why are there such strange people in this world? It’s enough to kneel down. It’s normal to kneel down to the portrait of the Lord of the Heavenly Realm, but why did Chen Feng torture himself so much?

Bloody God of War!

Although Chen Feng's cultivation was very weak, at this moment, Kong Ruodan still wanted to describe him in these four words.

The Shen Feng in front of him is really like a bloody war god who will never fall down.

Even in the face of irresistible forces, he still gritted his teeth and proudly, never bowed his head!
Chapter completed!