The power of the gods was flowing in Luo Feng's body, and at this time, the cells in his body were rapidly dividing in a strange way.
this! It was the method passed down to Luo Feng by the ancestors of the Emperor's bloodline to lead the body of a god to the fourth level.
As Luo Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, the cells in his body were full of activity. Although he had not yet succeeded in breaking through, Luo Feng could clearly feel that he seemed to have become much stronger.
"I'm really looking forward to what will happen after I reach the fourth level according to this method?"
It has been a month since Luo Feng retreated in the snow mountain cave.
At this time Di Wushuang walked in, "How do you feel?"
"Well, it went very smoothly, much smoother than I expected!"
Luo Feng looked at his fist and smiled, "According to the message from the ancestor of the Emperor's bloodline, as long as the new cells are raised to a 100% active state and the power of the gods reaches unprecedented saturation, the shackles can be broken through. "
"What's the progress?"
"Currently, 20% of the cells in the body can reach saturation."
"So fast?" Di Wushuang was a little surprised, "Does the body of a god have some kind of innate privilege?"
"I don't know, but I feel that this should have something to do with the inheritance of the Emperor's bloodline. Secondly, the power of gods takes a different path from the power of bloodthirsty."
"The power of blood is more about pursuing physique and strength, while the power of gods pursues spirit and understanding!"
"But..." Di Wushuang touched his chin, "Actually, there is something I don't know whether to say or not."
"Brother, just say it directly," Luo Feng smiled bitterly.
"But my feeling tells me that if it's just a pure competition of Emperor's blood, I feel that the bloodthirsty power is more powerful. I don't particularly feel that the power of the gods is powerful. I wonder if you have noticed it?"
"Well, in a single-target battle, I admit that the power of bloodthirst is indeed stronger, especially in the first three levels. The power of bloodthirst is obviously stronger than the power of gods!"
"But it's only in the first three levels, because when the power of the gods develops to the fourth level, it's time for the power of the gods to rise."
As soon as these words came out, Di Wushuang's eyes lit up, "Are you serious?"
Luo Feng smiled slightly, which was enough to explain everything.
This is exactly the message conveyed by the ancestor of the Emperor's bloodline.
The most powerful form of the power of the gods begins at the fourth level, and it is also at this time that the most terrifying dominance of the power of the gods will be fully awakened.
As for the details in which absolute dominance is reflected, it is still unclear and needs Luo Feng to dig out.
"Okay, very good," Di Wushuang was happy for Luo Feng after hearing this, "This will give me one more opponent to spar with in the future."
Luo Feng said, "Where are Tina and the child?"
"This month, Tina has been busy building a comfortable and civilized place for your daughter to live."
"Where's Teiryuuzaki?"
"That guy surprised me," Di Wushuang said in disbelief, "That bastard seems to have been completely captured by Xiaomi Nuo. He really likes your daughter."
"No one in this world can control his thoughts, but he listens to Xiao Nuomi very much and plays with Xiao Nuomi all day long. Tina dares to be angry but dare not speak out."
Luo Feng smiled bitterly, "Maybe this is a second-generation marriage, and we won't be able to enjoy this kind of privilege."
Di Wushuang sighed, not envious of this.
"Then you continue to practice."
Time is passing, and with Luo Feng's retreat, the world has become quiet for a long time.
Another year has passed in a flash.
One morning, Luo Feng slowly opened his eyes and walked out of the cave.
A small town appeared not far ahead, and everyone was still dreaming in the early morning.
The gray ice field is surrounded by cold fog.
Luo Feng looked at his fist, clenched it lightly, and a gust of wind pressure quickly swept out in all directions.
It was with this hold that Di Wushuang, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes, as if some kind of pulling was calling him.
In the other room, Di Longqi, who was sleeping soundly with his mouth wide open, also opened his eyes, pulled Xiao Nuomi's little feet out of his mouth, stood up and looked in the direction of Luo Feng.
From time to time, Di Longqi and Di Wushuang walked deep into the ice field and happened to see Luo Feng.
"Succeeded?" Di Longqi narrowed his eyes, and a trace of fighting spirit emerged.
Luo Feng smiled faintly and took a few steps back, "Do you want to compete?"
"Very good, you have successfully aroused my interest," Di Longqi stepped forward, and the ice field shook violently.
Luo Feng looked at Di Wushuang again, "No, I'm talking about you two coming together!"
... ...
In a chaotic space, everything dies.
There is no breath of life here.
Deep in that dark place, two restrained forces suppressed each other.
One of them, Ragnarok in the form of six wings, turned into a stone statue and suspended in the void, with dust covering her huge body.
The opposite is the mummy of a giant on a cross.
They stared at each other and monitored each other, neither wanting to give the other a chance to awaken.
This is three years after Luo Feng and others exited the fourth secret realm.
At this moment, in the dark space, two figures were walking towards here.
"He is indeed hiding here," one of the men said with a hint of unruliness in his voice, as if any existence was no more than an ant.
"Ragnarok is here too?" Another man's voice was cold and emotionless.
"Shel, it seems we missed a good show," the unruly man walked to the ground at the feet of the suspended mummy and said displeased, "This thief dared to steal my life wheel, he should have thought , I will find him."
"The wheel of fortune is not in his body," the indifferent man said.
"Yes, I felt it," the unruly man sighed, "It must have been taken away by someone. It belongs to me, and I want to get it back."
After saying that, the unruly man grabbed it with one hand, the void shook, and he saw the giant mummy twisting on the cross in the void.
Suddenly, the mummy became intensely uneasy, as if it felt the presence of something more terrifying than itself.
The unruly man sneered, "You know you're afraid now, but it's too late?"
The mummy was shaking violently and opened its mouth uncontrollably. Only the jealous king Mo Teng could be seen sitting there, looking weakly outside the mouth.
A figure was standing there at some point.
Nocturne smiled bitterly and said in a hoarse voice, "I knew you would appear here, and you found me after all."
"Hand over my destiny wheel?" The unruly man stretched out his hand.
"You're late. Your destiny wheel was taken away by a guy named Luo Feng."
"Who is Luo Feng?" the unruly man wondered, "Is he very strong?"
The King of Jealousy said weakly, "You take me away from here, and I will take you to find him. Now I am too weak. The bitch Ragnarok is suppressing me, and I have no room to resist."
"Is that so?" The unruly man walked to the outside world and looked at the huge six-winged form of Ragnarok in the distance, "You are Ragnarok, right?"
The huge petrified body had a restrained power surge, and the sound of Ragnarok rang out.
"Judging by your aura, could it be that you are the first ancestor king who has lived longer than me?"
"I am not, I am the second ancestor king. The cold guy below is the first ancestor king. His name is Xieer." The unruly man showed his white fangs, "Do me a favor and lift the seal."
"What if I don't agree?"
"I won't agree," the unruly man looked embarrassed, but said seriously, "Then if I accidentally beat you to death, Xieer will blame me, so for my sake, don't let me take action. After all... I'm really too strong and can't control my strength."
