In the Jiuming Demon Palace, the number of runes on Pei Feng Yuan Shen gradually disappeared after reaching the limit. Then, his soul actually emitted colorful divine light.
Pei Feng was shocked from ear to ear by this scene. He had never heard of such a weird thing. There is no record in any ancient books.
In fact, Pei Feng was not the only one who was shocked. The entire monks in the Sentient Valley were stunned.
Because at this moment, a huge dharma-like shadow appeared behind Pei Feng's body. The appearance of the Dharma was exactly what Pei Feng himself looked like, and his body also emitted dazzling colorful divine light.
In fact, everyone is no stranger to this colorful divine light. During the battle in Hidden Immortal Valley, everyone had seen the Sun-Splitting Divine Sword in Qin Yue's hand. But this light is incomprehensible when it appears on a monk's appearance.
"Master, you are well-informed. What is going on?"
Many pairs of eyes looked at Qian Mo, Qian Mo looked at Qian Yao, Qian Yao looked at Tianwu after thinking for a while, and Tian Wu finally looked at Mu Jianping after thinking for a while. Then everyone's eyes fell on Mu Jianping.
Now everyone knows that there is some special connection between Mu Jianping and his master. Perhaps she was the only one who knew what that dazzling Dharma image was all about.
Mu Jianping's head shook like a rattle. "Don't look at me, I don't know either."
Ping Jiang didn't lie, she really didn't know. Now Tian Ling'er was still asleep, so he couldn't sense Pei Feng's thoughts at all.
The essence of Dharma is the energy manifestation of supernatural powers. Pei Feng's three forms of spiritual power were extremely powerful, so what he manifested were the two Immortal Emperors' Dharma. Now that his own Dharma appears behind his back, this proves that his self-created magical power has reached the intensity of manifesting the Dharma.
It’s just that the colorful light is really unexplainable. That is definitely not the soul that an immortal cultivator should have. Looking at Tianwu's expression, one can tell that such a weird situation has never happened among the demon cultivators.
Mu Jianping said: "There is nothing strange about Master."
"That's true......"
Everyone soon stopped worrying about this issue. In the final analysis, they have not seen enough of the world and have insufficient knowledge. So everyone waited quietly for Pei Fenghuashen to end. And this wait actually lasted seven days and seven nights.
The dharma image behind Pei Feng had long since disappeared, and his physical body began to glow, of course it was still a colorful divine light. His body was like an artifact placed on that big stone.
Seven days and seven days. All in all, Pei Feng had been sitting cross-legged on that big rock for a month. Now only Tianwu and Mu Jianping are left with Pei Feng.
It's not that others are alienated from Pei Feng. Just because Tianwu said that Pei Feng should be waiting for the demon cultivator's vision to appear. The evolution of his immortal cultivation part has been completed.
It wasn't until the forty-ninth day that Pei Feng's eyes slowly opened. The colorful divine light on his body soared into the sky. There was a loud rumble in the air. Then there was lightning and thunder in the colorful clouds high in the sky, and lightning fell like raindrops. They all came towards Pei Feng's body.
"This is thunder disaster!"
"How can breaking through the divine transformation stage lead to thunder disaster?"
The monks in the Love Valley were confused again.
At this time, Tianwu was seen laughing maniacally. "Hahaha, this is not a thunder tribulation. This is not a thunder tribulation! This is the vision of heaven and earth when the heavenly demon in the realm of divine soul is born. King Wu finally appears in this world."
Tianwu, who always had a frosty face, was completely out of control at this moment. He shouted in a certain direction: "Xunchuan, you are wrong, you are wrong! Did you see it? The real Ninth Holy King has returned to his throne."
As Tianwu's words fell. Behind Pei Feng, the huge dharma image, which was several feet high, appeared again. At this time, this appearance is slightly different from Pei Feng's original appearance.
This image has flying white hair. His eyes were as gray as deep black holes, and his pupils were blue. The path of reincarnation and the path of water seemed to be in his eyes. His body is as mysterious as a peerless innate weapon.
That's not all that's shocking. I saw that there was a strange phenomenon taking shape behind this giant statue that was several feet tall.
Those are a pair of ancient, vicissitudes of hands. These hands cover the sky and the sun, and can actually hold Pei Feng's several-foot-tall Dharma in the palm of his hand. Then two indescribable arms gradually materialized. All the monks who saw these two arms could not help but gasp.
The two arms are comparable to two towering mountains.
After the arms are formed, there is the body and head. Soon, a giant silhouette standing tall on the sky appeared. The monks couldn't even see his true face, because the entire upper part of the giant's chest was hidden behind the clouds.
The giant sat cross-legged. In his hand he held a little man with flowing white hair.
Size is relative. The several-foot-tall Dharma image behind Pei Feng can only be said to be a small person in front of this giant.
"What's this?"
"What kind of dharma is this?"
No one could explain what they were seeing. Too weird, too shocking.
All the monks in the Valley of Love, regardless of their level of cultivation, saluted the giant who stood tall and tall at this moment. Tianwu worshiped with enthusiasm and piety.
Heavenly demon god.
The innate creature, the ancient demon god, reappears in the world.
Any monk, whether they have seen that great god in ancient books or not, as long as they take a look at the giant standing tall in front of them, they can't help but think of that name.
The aura of a true god is incomparable, even the Ice and Snow Emperors are slightly inferior in front of the true god.
This is called seeing the world, this is called gaining knowledge.
All the monks in the Valley of Love swallowed hard. Their hearts raced and their blood flow accelerated.
The countless lightning and thunder that fell in the sky was more like a celebration. Those lightning strikes made bright lines on the skin of the Sky Demon God, which made the huge body of the Sky Demon God look even more sacred.
"Old Master..."
Tian Ling'er in the Jiuming Demon Palace seemed to feel something, and unexpectedly woke up from his deep sleep. Her watery eyes stared intently at the phantom of the demon god. It's a pity that as a sword spirit, she doesn't have tears. If Ling'er has tears, she must cry loudly.
One hundred thousand years? Millions of years? Or longer!
Ling'er couldn't remember how long she had been separated from her old master. Now the old master suddenly appeared in front of her. This seems to be a dream, but where does a sword spirit dream come from? She won't have any hallucinations, everything she sees is reality.
"Old master..." Tian Ling'er repeated. She turned to look at the soul held by her old master.
Obviously, the demon god is a virtual image, and the soul with the colorful divine light all over his body really exists.
The Great Reincarnation Disk that originally separated the Immortal Palace and the Demon Palace now hangs high above the head, as if it has become the sky in the Nine Nether Demon Palace.
"The Immortal Palace and the Demon Palace have merged?"
The Yuanshen with white hair and gray eyes had a grimace on his face, "Ling'er, you're finally awake! Come and see what's going on with these changes in our Jiuming Demon Palace!"
