"Ancestor, save me! Save me... If the ancestor doesn't help me, I will definitely die! My opponent is too incredible. Even if I obtain the inheritance of the ancestor, even if my realm is much higher than him, I am no match for him. . He will not let me go, ancestor, save me, only you can save me, otherwise, your only inheritance on the Origin Star will be over..."
Jin Feng shouted wildly in his consciousness, excited and excited.
He sensed the arrival of the ancestor, and this was his life-saving straw.
Therefore, at this moment, he no longer cares about the issue of face in front of the ancestor. Whether he can survive depends on how much the ancestor can help him.
This was the clearest and clearest understanding that Jin Feng had after seeing the abilities shown by Yang An, the man who had overcome the tribulation before, and now, after being helped by Yang An to overcome the tribulation and personally sensing Yang An's aura.
but……
"What's the meaning?"
Until the ancestor's aura completely disappeared, Jin Feng did not receive any benefit from the ancestor again. He only heard an inexplicable word that he could not understand at all.
Then, it disappeared, disappeared, disappeared...
Jin Feng wanted to cry.
…
"I'll go and that's it?"
On the other side, in the long river of time and space, the golden-winged roc in the form of Yang An's deity, using the power of Jin Feng's burning bloodline, is doing something that is undoubtedly changing the situation. Of course, Yang An is not worried about whether it can succeed or not. After all, the last time Jin Feng transcended the tribulation, Yang An sensed the call of the ancestor of Jin Peng. Now, just to be on the safe side, he borrowed a little bit of Jin Feng's Just breath.
But what Yang An didn't expect was that it was much simpler than he imagined.
Not only did there not be any disturbance at all, but the harvest was huge, far beyond Yang An's imagination!
The ancestor of the Golden Roc, who crossed the endless galaxy and traveled through time and space, not only imparted all his talents and inheritance, but also directly integrated a drop of the original essence and blood!
After Yang An received the inheritance, the original essence and blood was quickly integrated into Yang An's transformed golden-winged roc. At that moment, Yang An clearly felt that he was the true bloodline of the ancient mythical beast Golden-winged Dapeng!
All kinds of innate magical powers appeared clearly in his mind. As long as he was willing, he could activate countless golden-winged roc's innate magical powers with just a thought.
The fit is as good as 100%!
This is an ability that Yang An did not have when he stole Jin Feng's skills and used the Devouring Technique before!
"The ancestor of the Golden-Winged Dapeng specially passed down a drop of blood essence? Emmm... Fortunately, I succeeded in changing the situation and Li Daitao was able to replace it. Otherwise, if Jin Feng obtained this drop of blood essence, his strength would have skyrocketed countless times! Just based on this The ability to operate such innate magical powers is extremely terrifying... Well, of course, this is for other people."
Yang An was really shocked.
It's not that he's afraid of how terrifying Jin Feng's improvement will be after receiving this blood essence, but he's afraid.
He was so shady that if the ancestor of the golden-winged roc discovered something fishy, the consequences would be absolutely unbearable for him. After all, the ancestor of Jinpeng could send a drop of blood essence across thousands of galaxies, and the drop of essence blood would come directly in form, naturally it would be easy and a no-brainer.
That is the ancestor-level master of the ancient divine beast who came in the form of essence and blood!
No matter how awesome Yang An is, one move can kill him hundreds of times in seconds!
No way, the realm level is thousands of miles away from others. If a drop of essence and blood comes in form, its strength will definitely reach the eighth level of the deity. Even if it cannot last for long, it will be more than enough time to deal with Yang An. Even if there is heavenly suppression, it is of no use. He only needs one move, what will it do even if the Dao of Heaven shatters the void and teleports him away?
But Yang An was afraid of returning home, and the result was undoubtedly wonderful.
It's not that you can't steal a chicken, but if you want to steal a chicken, you steal it and become a cow!
In short, Yang An feels that he has definitely made a lot of money.
As for Jin Feng, he was more pitiful. He clearly sensed the arrival of his ancestor, and everyone in the room felt it. Moreover, the aura was extremely powerful, but in the end it was just the aura of blood origin that enveloped him for a while. Mao's substantial None of the harvest was given to him.
In the eyes of everyone, it seemed to have given him unlimited benefits.
Jin Feng felt so miserable...
Wow cool wow cool.
Just shy of tears.
What's the use of a bird song that he doesn't understand?
The ancestor was summoned, but he came and left again, just like that. Mao left without giving him any benefits. Obviously, his consciousness was very strong to tell the descending ancestor that his situation was very dangerous, and the inheritance of the ancestor on the earth could be cut off at any time, but it was still useless, leaving him with only a bird's song he couldn't understand. , and left heartlessly and heartlessly.
The most pitiful thing is that in order to be brave, Jin Feng frightened Yang An, so that Yang An would be more scrupulous. When the time comes, he will also be more alive, and he has to pretend to be in a state of surprise with a huge harvest.
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This really requires strong acting skills to be able to support such a scene.
After all, the ultimate state of ice and fire, ice acting as fire, is so difficult that even Lao Yang doesn't think he can play it well.
The ruthless punishment from heaven continues.
Jin Feng, whose heart felt cold but whose expression was full of excitement and excitement, gritted his teeth and continued to devour, devour, and devour again.
He allowed the power of Heaven's Punishment to compress into his body and explode, giving up any resistance.
That kind of pain, to be honest, is definitely not something ordinary geniuses can endure!
But Jin Feng knew that if he didn't suffer like this now, it wouldn't be long before he wouldn't even have the chance to suffer. The harder you endure now, the more you will gain. It is better to be stronger. In order to survive, if you don't fight now, you will have no chance to fight again.
Of course, the prerequisite for doing this and still surviving is that Yang An does not break his promise and does his best to help him overcome the disaster.
Will Yang An violate it?
Of course not. Even if he didn't succeed, Yang An would not break his promise. What's more, Yang An, who has gained a lot at this moment, is in a good mood?
Not only did he not violate it, but he also protected Jin Feng even more and provided him with much more help than the previous practitioners, even his followers.
More resource supply, more vitality supply, and even pure divine soul power were continuously provided to Jin Feng, who was constantly being hit hard by heaven's punishment, as if they were free of charge. Forget it alone, even the use of the precious and incomparable telepathy pill. This is a telepathy elixir made up of the thoughts of all sentient beings. If Jin Feng uses it, Jin Feng becomes his disciple. Can be blessed by the thoughts of all living beings.
This consumption, this treatment, and this skill are definitely several times higher than any previous cultivator!
Of course, in the eyes of everyone, it didn't feel very special. After all, this is also the reason why Jin Feng is so powerful.
Heavenly punishments continued to fall, and Jin Feng showed a will that surprised Yang Andu more and more.
He was on the verge of collapse time and time again, but his consciousness was extremely firm. Neither the pressure of heavenly punishment nor the direct grinding of his soul could shake him in the slightest.
By the time ninety-nine and eighty-one heavenly punishments came, Yang An was beginning to admire this little bird's will to survive.
