Qingmu Lingzhou.

At this moment, on the sacred island, there is the Zijin Beach where green trees often stop.

There are three people here on the beach.

Dao Qingmu, Bingchang, Qiao Yang.

"Have all your disciples arranged it?"

Dao Qingmu looked at the sea of ​​purple gold and spoke whispering, saying that this was what he said to Qiao Yang behind him.

Qiao Yang behind him bowed and saluted: "The island you arranged for is enough to accommodate my disciples. Now that the disciples have all arranged it, it's just..."

Qiao Yang had a feeling of loss on his face: "As the chess piece of the desolate master in Luoli, he is considered useless."

“No obstacle.”

Dao Qingmu nodded slightly, then there was no more words, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes.

This worry, never before.

Behind him, Bingchang and Qiao Yang also left silently...

They all knew what Dao Qingmu was worried about at this moment... Young Emperor!

Dao Qingmu, in the past, with his spiritual sense far surpassing the other three Five Divine Emperors, he could find out the existence of Yan Feng and calculate where Yan Feng was.

But now...

Dao Qingmu has been constantly making the hexagrams in the past few days, and his spiritual sense has secretly swept across the holy realm several times, but he just can't figure out where Yan Feng is.

Even life and death cannot be calculated!

The existence of Yan Feng...

It's the key to all this!

Without Yan Feng, everything will become a dream bubble!

Dao Qingmu...How can you not worry!

Qiyan City is bustling.

Yan Feng was walking on a small street in the city, and he knew very well what he was going to do now.

The most important thing is naturally to find the source of the long river of time.

Or... Yan Feng is more accurate at this moment, Han Tian!

Found Han Tian!

Since Han Tian will appear in the long river of time, it will inevitably have an inseparable relationship with the long river of time... If you find him, you may know the secret.

But...before this, the strength needed.

Yan Feng wants to find a way to improve his strength.

After all, if you don’t have the strength, even if you find Han Tian, ​​it will be useless.

Maybe he was killed by Han Tian.

Just now...

Yan Feng was very distressed, and his current cultivation level had dissipated.

Even if he condensed again, Yan Feng found that after he dispersed his cultivation, he could not sense the spiritual power in this world.

It seems that this world rejects itself.

If this happens, if you cannot gather spiritual power, then you... will not be able to practice!

Therefore, Yan Feng planned to find a elixir shop first and get some elixirs to improve his cultivation, so that spiritual power can flow in his body, so that he can look inside and see if the vortex is there or not.

But at this moment.

Sudden…

There were many people who had left on this remote street.

Yan Feng raised his eyes slightly, and a face that was not unfamiliar appeared at the intersection of the street.

It was the Su family disciple who had his wrist bones crushed by himself in the Yuhua Building.

"Boy, if you beat me, you want to leave?"

This Su family's son looked arrogant at this moment, and there were four people behind him.

These four people have all cultivation levels of the ancestor god.

And behind Yan Feng, there are also four people, who are also ancestral gods!

"Come on me and fight to the death!"

The Su family shouted loudly, and the eight ancestor gods rushed forward!

For a moment, all the magic and magic lights were smashed towards Yan Feng.

Yan Feng's figure did not move at all.

boom!

The street was suddenly exploded!

The wind during the meal blew everything on the street away, but it was obvious that these eight people controlled their strength to avoid swaying other places.

After all... this is Qi Yancheng, and fighting on the street is already a violation of the law. As long as there is not a big deal, the Su family can still suppress it.

If it gets bigger, such as overturning several streets and hurting thousands of mortals, then things will be different.

Su Heng looked at Yan Feng’s place with a smile on his lips.

In his opinion, Yan Feng should have died and could not die any more.

But……

With the smoke and dust dissipated.

In the center of the street, Yan Feng's figure was revealed, all over his body, without any damage, and even his hair was not messy.

There is an act in the world called "death".

And at this moment, Su Heng was trying to die!

Yan Feng, take a step forward slowly!

The hand was like an iron pliers. With one grabbing, one of the eight ancestor gods was immediately caught by Yan Feng.

"I, I...I just acted on orders, please spare me, please spare me!"

The servant of the ancestor god felt the force coming from Yan Feng's hand and was so scared that he trembled all over his body.

This physical force is enough to swell his body and soul!

Yan Feng, Bing Mo's eyes, had no emotion.

If someone doesn’t offend me, I won’t offend anyone.

If someone offends me, I will kill someone!

Just as Yan Feng was about to burst the ancestral god with one hand...

Suddenly, my eyebrows slightly condensed!

There was a breath that suddenly appeared in his body!

Yan Feng was ecstatic, and this aura was extremely familiar... it was the aura in the primitive vortex!

This wisp of air actually poured into the body of the ancestral god who was caught by Yan Feng!

But in one breath, I wandered around in this human body, and then... I returned to Yan Feng's body!

"Swallow..."

Yan Feng glanced at the ancestor god... At this moment, he still looked extremely scared.

He seemed to have not noticed it yet.

His ancestor god's cultivation level is completely empty!

Yan Feng narrowed his eyes slightly... There was a sudden flow of spiritual power in his body!

No more hesitation!

One hand was to crush this ancestor god!

Yan Feng's figure was like a phantom, skipping past the other seven ancestor gods!

Without exception!

All of them were flowing through the primitive aura, swallowing the cultivation of these people into their bodies!

Then he was crushed by Yan Feng!

Su Heng's scalp was numb at this moment...
To be continued...