All things in the world, chaotic stars at night.

The little dust in the air seemed to be still.

Everything comes to silence.

This breath...

For others, it just takes one breath, and disappears in an instant.

But for Yan Feng...

This breath is so long.

In front of him, Zhi Mo came with an extremely powerful evil spirit.

The hideous bloodthirsty smile on his face was like a devil who destroyed the world!

The hand fell towards the wind.

If this hand falls completely...

One palm is enough to crush Yan Feng's head!

But at this moment!

In Yan Feng's mind...

A voice, Baili Moyun, Huangdi...

Father's voice!

That's a string of tricks!

The blood evil spirit filled the starry night on the edge of Luotian!

Zhi Mo's hand stopped at the three-inch place in front of Yan Feng's eyes at the moment he was about to press down!

All the gods Luo Tian looked like they were condensed...

Looking at this scene, everyone's heart thumped, thumped...

No one dares to breathe even in awe!

A sudden sense of resistance appeared on Zhi Mo's face, and a look of pain appeared!

And at the same time!

Yan Feng opened his eyes!

His hand suddenly raised.

On the palm of his hand, a platinum rune can be seen!

Huh~!

His hand pressed directly on Zhi Mo's head!

When Yan Feng's hand fell on Zhi Mo's head.

From the palm of his hand, dense platinum runes appeared...

As soon as these runes appear, they surround Zhi Mo's body!

A land of ten thousand feet in a radius!

There was a silent sound!

Countless platinum runes appear in this space!

And Zhimo...

The pain and struggle on his face disappeared at this moment.

In my eyes, the blood began to fade away...

The whole person seemed to be in a state of no god!

Between his forehead, a platinum rune appeared.

This rune is exactly the same as the rune in Yanfeng’s palm land!

Yan Feng kept repeating the mantras that appeared in his heart.

He knows...

This mantra was left to him by his father and the desolate emperor Baili Mo Yun!

And this mantra is the mantra to strengthen the seal in Zhimo’s body!

A 100,000-meter-meter radius, the platinum rune is full of supreme meaning!

Yan Feng's eyes suddenly condensed!

"seal up!"

A light shout!

In an instant...

Platinum runes from a 100,000-meter-meter radius condensed in an instant!

With Zhimo as the center, it poured into his body!

When these platinum runes began to pour into Zhimo's body...

The platinum rune between Zhi Mo's forehead had the ultimate light emitted!

The originally rich blood evil spirit!

Being constantly suppressed!

But Zhi Mo's strength... still exists!

Still, it is the realm of the Nine!

This seal brings Zhimo's blood evil energy into it!

Zhimo at that time...

That's it, he stayed at the side of the Emperor of Desolation as a Shadow Guard.

At that time... his strength was at the realm of Huang Jiu.

Of course, if the seal is completely opened, his strength is much stronger than the realm of Huang Jiu.

Relative inference…

The Emperor Baili Moyun of the Wasteland that year was able to be in the end of the world with his own strength and fall into complete madness. His cultivation level had surpassed the Nine Realm of the Wasteland and was infinitely close to the upper limit of the Chaos.

Its strength is unimaginable!

What is even more unimaginable is that such a person has actually fallen!

Feeling the powerful aura coming from Zhi Mo, he was no longer as violent as before, but slowly approaching stability.

Yan Feng's heart became heavier.

The sound he heard before, that mantra...

It's his own father!

From the beginning, even Qianluo told him that Yan Feng and Baili Changfeng were the son of Emperor Huang.

It is the only bloodline of the Emperor of Desert in this world.

Until he saw Dao Qingmu, Dao Qingmu called him the young emperor.

All of this was not much turbulent in Yan Feng's heart.

After all...

No sense of identity.

Yan Feng himself didn’t feel much.

But when I heard that sound...

Yan Feng’s heart is like a turbulent wave!

Father…

That was the voice of my father!

It actually looks seventy-seventh-point similar to my own voice!

Never before, Yan Feng felt so eager in his heart, eager to know everything about a person.

Yan Feng wants to know...

Why did my father, such a powerful one, die in the rebellion of the Lord of Hundred Frontiers?

He also wanted to know... Dao Qingmu was hiding what he was hiding from himself!

Why, the Emperor of Desert had only 10% of his strength in the rebellion of hundreds of borders!
To be continued...