Land of the Holy Land.

In Jiuzhou, countless Yan Feng's clones appeared.

However, all the races of Yan Feng’s clones appeared, and they did not dare to commit any more.

But... Yan Feng showed no mercy.

These alien races will sooner or later be a disaster. Yan Feng is not a person who is good at killing, but he is definitely not a kind-hearted person.

In the future, I might have to leave this chaos and go to that vast world.

If these alien races are still alive, they will definitely wait for an opportunity to act, and then the human race will be an indescribable disaster.

By then, no one can tell how many human races in this chaos will encounter.

Absolutely crushed, Wanli... is not the opponent of Yan Feng's clone at all.

Wherever they pass, all the alien races are annihilated!

And just then...

Suddenly, the entire holy realm began to shake violently, and the source of this vibration was the Tomb of the Emperor!

Yan Feng's original body is now in the sky above Luoli Lingzhou, his eyes are slightly closed. At this moment, his consciousness is basically in the bamboo forest of the Three Realms of Luotian Realm, accompanying his children.

But at this moment, with the emergence of this vibration, Yan Feng's consciousness quickly returned to his original body.

Eyes, slightly opened!

The figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, the land of the tomb of the deserted emperor.

Yan Feng's figure appeared here. Just after Yan Feng appeared, behind him, the Three Domes and Six Divine Emperors, including Dao Qingmu, all appeared.

There is also Zhi Mo, who also appeared behind Yan Feng.

His eyebrows were slightly condensed, and Yan Feng looked at the land of the desolate emperor's tomb, the cracked earth, and the huge hand began to move at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Huangdi Tomb was also in a violent shaking.

The giant under the ground seemed to rush out!

Even the void began to tremble with this tremor.

"Boy, you pay attention, that person in the dark has taken action."

In Yan Feng's heart, the voice of the old man Jianling sounded.

In fact, it’s not necessary for the old man Jianling to say that Yan Feng could have thought of it…

The giant hand stretched out from the tomb of the Desolate Emperor has an extremely rich power of chaos.

There will be no other person in this chaos except Yan Feng.

The person in the dark finally couldn't help but take action!

Yan Feng's eyes were slightly condensed, and he could feel that he had absorbed the power of the three-cost source of this chaos at this moment.

His own strength has far surpassed this chaos level of cultivation.

Boom boom boom boom!

At this moment, the tomb of the Emperor of Wasteland began to crack, and the entire vast land of millions of miles had ravines appearing from it.

The giant, who originally had only one hand stretched out, now the other hand was also stretched out from the crack.

Then, the body...

From this crack, an extremely powerful, almost suffocating aura emanated from it.

Behind Yan Feng, Dao Qingmu and others felt this aura and their faces changed drastically.

At this moment...

They felt that their cultivation level at the Nine Realm of the Wilderness was nothing at all. Under this powerful aura, the Nine Realm of the Wilderness was like an ant.

Subconsciously, everyone looked at Yan Feng and found that Yan Feng had no expression changed under this breath, and his expression was still calm.

Everyone was shocked...

What level has Yan Feng reached?

Queen Liuli looked at Yan Feng's back... At this moment, the expression on her face was very complicated and her mood was even more intense.

At first, she was worried about Yan Feng, but when Yan Feng returned, her cultivation was as if she had been in a state of far-reaching importance.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that the gap between herself and Yan Feng was like a distance.

That already slim hope was completely wiped out!

Yan Feng glanced at the land of the tomb of the Emperor of Desolation, and from the crack, a giant was slowly emerging.

However... Yan Feng just glanced at the giant coming out from the ground, and then looked at the sky.

He knew that this giant was just a tool.

The real manipulator is in heaven!

The land of heaven!

The black mirror, like water, stepped down with ripples dissipated.

The boy in black has a woman in pink beside him.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the mirror under him, Yan Feng was looking at him.

Han Tian poured the wine glass in his hand and poured it over.

The wine in the glass is sprinkled on this mirror.

"Yan Feng... hasn't seen him for a long time."

Laugh echoes in this heaven and heaven.

Once upon a time, there was a war agreement between Han Tian and Yan Feng.

This battle has not been realized until now!

As the wine fell.

Suddenly, rain fell from the sky in the entire sacred continents.

The wind is fierce and the eyebrows are staring at the sky.

When the rain fell, my eyes suddenly condensed.

This is not rain... it is clearly wine!

Not only Yan Feng, but also the people in the Nine Continents of the Holy Land, all noticed this strange point.

God, it will actually drop the drink!

Such things are simply never heard of!

boom!

At this moment, the giant in the crack of the Emperor's Tomb had already crawled out.

The skin, which was as wrinkled as old tree bark, had extremely ferocious facial features, and was roaring... This giant came out of the crack.

Yan Feng, looking at the giant that appeared.

Wave your hand casually.

In an instant, a red and black sword energy enveloped the entire Emperor's Tomb.

"No one can take a step without my order."

He spoke lightly, and then Yan Feng stepped into the range covered by the sword energy.

Three Realms.

In the bamboo forest.

"An'er, my father has some things to deal with. You can play with Uncle Donghua for the time being, okay?"

Yan Feng's clone squatted down at this moment, scraped Bailian's little nose, and said with a smile.

Beside Bailian, Emperor Donghua has arrived.

After receiving Yan Feng's voice transmission, he rushed to the bamboo forest without delaying for a moment.

"Father, An'er, An'er will be obedient~"

Bailian, talented and intelligent, had already understood what his father meant, but there was still reluctance in his eyes.

Yan Feng clone smiled gently, rubbed Bailian's head, then stood up, looked at Emperor Donghua, and bowed slightly.

"Brother Donghua, I'm working hard."

"It's okay, but you, be careful."

Emperor Donghua frowned, and he naturally knew that Yan Feng had left so quickly and had to recall his clone, which must be something extremely important.

And such things are enough to jeopardize the entire Chaos Realm.

Yan Feng nodded and finally glanced at Bailian.

"An'er, I'm so happy to listen to your Uncle Donghua."

Bailian nodded obediently.

Then, Yan Feng's clone dispersed in place instantly.

He wants to disperse all his clones and deal with the situation in front of him wholeheartedly!

【I can't bear it anymore, let's do it today, good night】
Chapter completed!