"The exiled god will one day return."
Yang Feng once again heard the word god.
Could the peerless powerful man in the black wooden box be a god?
The unparalleled God!
Who banished God?
The black wooden box sheds the rotten smell on the surface for the first time.
It emits extremely bright light and shines stunningly on the world.
A vast breath of life enveloped Yang Feng and Mu Yunwan, and they were about to witness the resurrection of a god.
It is hard to imagine that this breath of life, which is so huge that it can annihilate everything, will flow into this skull that has long been devoid of any vitality like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea.
This is a skull without a head, immersed in a huge source of life.
"This is obviously a planet, but I didn't expect it to be the head of a body."
Yang Feng said with some horror.
"Junior brother, is this black wooden box the one you bought at the Xingmiao Auction House?"
Mu Yunwan only felt that the black wooden box in front of her was somewhat familiar. She suddenly thought that Yang Feng had a similar black wooden box.
"Well, I never thought at the time that it could be so evil. There is an inexplicable power in it."
This is a black wooden box, which gives Yang Feng the most real feeling.
The breath of life just now even gave Yang Feng the illusion that it could revive everything in the world.
A head with exhausted spiritual energy and vitality did not know how to survive under the nourishment of this majestic breath of life.
In Yang Feng's opinion, it is highly likely to be impossible, because the skull is almost disabled.
It has been desolate for too long, and even if there is a god, it may not be able to save it.
Nourished by the majestic breath of life, a thin layer of blood appeared on the body surface of the ruined head, and finally the blood became a cocoon.
A "blood-red" blood cocoon, bulging.
"Junior brother, this thing looks so disgusting."
Mu Yunwan has become much more cheerful since her heart knot was untied, and she is no longer as taciturn as before.
"Red Blood Divine Cocoon?!"
"Where are you, kid? Don't mess with those guys."
A trembling voice sounded in Yang Feng's consciousness.
Demon.
It was the evil demon lurking in Yang Feng's sea of consciousness, nourishing the remaining soul.
"What is the Red Blood Divine Cocoon? What does it do?"
Yang Feng was not surprised. This guy was used to being surprised every time.
He was just curious about the red blood divine cocoon in the other party's mouth.
"This is the secret technique of the Red Star God clan. How did you come across it, Red Star God?"
The evil spirit remembered that the last time he woke up, Yang Feng was still in the stardust world. He felt that he didn't sleep for long this time. Why did he encounter the Red Star God clan in the blink of an eye?
Not everyone can accept the karma of this family.
"This is completely passive! I accidentally photographed a black wooden box in the Stardust Realm. Who knew that there was such a 'big evil' hidden inside the black wooden box?"
Judging from the few words of the evil demon and the reaction of the evil demon, this "Red Star God Clan" really deserves the word "big evil".
"The black wooden box? The one belonging to the Lord of the Black Underworld, the Xuanming Divine Coffin?"
The demon was stunned again, so he told Yang Feng about the relationship between the Xuanming Divine Coffin and the Star God Clan. The Xuanming Divine Coffin was once the master of the Black Underworld, and was used to suppress the Star God Clan's treasure.
In the early years, there were strong men in the heavens and all the realms who picked stars and moons, and sacrificed to the stars and moons to enhance their own foundation.
What's more, they sacrificed to refine the starry sky and smelt all things in the world in order to
It can break the way of heaven and perfect one's own body.
At that time, Hei Ming, as the lord of all realms, personally made a Xuanming Divine Coffin to suppress the Star God Clan.
The Star God Clan is also known as the "Innate God". There is only one god in a lifetime, but one god is enough to be worshiped by all the realms. However, their cultivation method does not comply with the rules set by Heaven.
Therefore, the innate gods will usually be exiled by each Lord of the Ten Thousand Domains. Before being exiled, various parts of his body will be guillotined with the help of the power of heaven, and then exiled one by one. Finally, the body parts will be hacked. The Lord of the Nether Realm used the Xuanming Divine Coffin to suppress him for tens of millions of years so that he would never be born again.
This time, the Xuanming Divine Coffin was brought out by Yang Feng by mistake. It must be said that the return of the exiled Star God will cause catastrophe in the world.
"According to this, it's me who has brought catastrophe to all the worlds? The Xuanming Divine Coffin, the Black Underworld Lord, these big figures shouldn't want to settle accounts with me, a little Karami, right?"
It wasn't until he entered the spiritual realm that Yang Feng discovered that what he was proud of was nothing at all.
With his current cultivation level of the ninth level of the Saint Realm, coupled with the immortality rune he has learned, I am afraid that he will be dead in front of these big shots just by blowing his breath.
"The Red Blood God Cocoon is the secret technique of the Red Blood Star God clan. It has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. If what you just said is true, then the exiled god has not returned yet, and you must stop it."
The demon originally didn't want Yang Feng to go to the muddy water, but because of the Xuanming Divine Coffin, it was the most precious treasure of the Lord of the Black Underworld.
The Lord of the Black Underworld is the Lord of the Ten Thousand Domains. The Xuanming Divine Coffin he refined was originally brought by him. Now that it appears here, it explains a problem.
Something happened to the Lord of the Black Underworld.
In the past thousand years, the situation in the world has been turbulent, and the domain lords of each domain have changed frequently, and the Lord of Black Underworld has not stopped it.
This made more people with ill intentions start to become suspicious.
"Are you out of your mind, or am I out of my mind? You should understand that neither the Lord of the Black Underworld nor the Red Blood Star God is a ruthless person that I can provoke."
Yang Feng is quite self-aware, and he doesn't want to meddle in other people's affairs.
The demon didn't take it seriously, "Boy, this Xuan Ming Divine Coffin is made from the Xuan Ming Divine Coffin made by the Xuan Ming clan. Even after hundreds of thousands of years, times and years have changed, it will only show wear and tear. This Xuan Ming Divine Coffin will only show wear and tear." The material of the Hades coffin can be used to cultivate the body of the Mystic God."
Seeing that Yang Feng was submissive, Sha Mo had no choice but to use his trump card.
The body of Xuanming, also called the body of Xuanwu, is known as the number one defensive physique in all the worlds.
From the perspective of this Xuanming God's coffin and the suppression of the Red Blood Star God, we can get a glimpse of the leopard.
"Xuan Ming's body?! You want to draw a pie for me again? Isn't this Xuan Ming's body innate? Besides, I'm not a member of the Xuan Ming clan, how can I cultivate a Xuan Ming's body?"
It's not that Yang Feng doesn't want to, it's that he thinks that such a good thing will never happen to him.
The body of Xuan Ming ranks first in defense among all the heavens and realms.
Only when he is able to cultivate it can he truly reach the ultimate state of the physical body.
"Boy, there are three drops of Xuanming essence and blood left in the Xuanming Divine Coffin. As long as you swallow and refine these three drops of Xuanming essence and blood, your physique will truly change."
"I have a desolate body, and I am satisfied."
Each physique, if it can be cultivated to its peak, can be respected in one area.
A person has several types of physiques, and although they are somewhat different in the early stage, the difficulty of cultivation in the later stage is several times or even dozens of times more difficult than that of ordinary people.
"You worthless brat, do you want to piss me off to death? Do you understand what the body of Xuan Ming represents?"
It represents the ultimate defense, another path to the extreme.
The demon was preaching to Yang Feng with a look of hatred.
"How could I not know? The defense of the Xuan Ming Body is the best in all the worlds, but the prerequisite is to reach the peak. Just cultivating the Desolate Body will consume countless resources.
, and now with the Xuan Ming body, I am afraid that it will be difficult to reach the peak in my entire life. "
What Yang Feng is worried about is that if he has no way or energy to cultivate the Xuanming body, it will be a waste.
"Hey! Are you stupid? What you worry about is other people. You have the magical power of body transformation, but you are still afraid that you can't reach the peak of cultivation because you have multiple physical constitutions?"
The demon's words awakened Yang Feng, yes! At the peak of his "external incarnation", he can transform into thousands of invincible incarnations. Each of his "incarnations" can be cultivated as a deity. He possesses multiple physiques and is distributed to the incarnation. With the help of the soul separated from the incarnation, he can be re-cultivated. One deity, let him cultivate the Xuanming body, and then the two deities will be compatible with the peak of the two bodies.
Who can rival him in all the worlds?
Yang Feng's thoughts had already flown to the sky at this time, as if he was now the most powerful person in the world.
Overwhelm the crowd! Unparalleled!
"Ahem, if you can really cultivate the body of Xuanming, why don't you draw a pie for me?"
In the final analysis, Yang Feng is always worried about whether he can succeed, because he is not from the Xuanming clan, and his physique is basically innately awakened. For example, his desolate body is like the acquired Xuanming body. No matter how it sounds, it feels a bit... A fantasy.
"Boy, you have to think clearly. There is not much time left for you. The girl next to you has a body of greed and robbery. You must have seen the speed of cultivation of the body of greed and robbery. You don't need me to repeat it again, right?
And in terms of the speed of your cultivation, you will definitely be left behind. The only way to suppress the Nine Tribulations Sword in your hand is to cultivate every realm to the extreme, so that you have the capital to compete. "
Sha Mo truthfully said that Yang Feng was in a special situation now. If he could not suppress the Nine Tribulations Sword, the Nine Tribulations Sword would be out of his control.
And even after leaving Fanxing, he failed to retrieve the Jiuji Sword.
The only thing that can be done now is to become as strong as possible.
"Okay, what should I do now?"
"The vitality contained in the blood of the red blood divine cocoon is extremely strong. Now you can take the girl with the body of greed and tribulation and transform your body with the help of the energy and blood released by the red blood divine cocoon."
After the demon gave Yang Feng some advice, his voice broke off without any warning.
"Reach for the stars, grab the moon, and chase the gods! Black Ming, your blood has dried up, your oil has dried up, hahaha..."
A harsh sound came from within the Scarlet Blood God's cocoon.
The Xuanming Divine Coffin has cracks on its surface.
The black Xuanming Divine Coffin kept shaking, as if it could not suppress the creatures inside.
On the bulging blood cocoon, a flesh ball was poked out. It actually looked like a human head, but it still had a layer of blood scab.
Moreover, the "meat ball" has also shrunk to the size of a human head.
A hand poked out of the black wooden box.
To be precise, cracks and gaps appeared on the top, bottom, left and right sides of the Xuanming God's coffin, and the Scarlet Blood Star God poked out his hands, feet, and head.
The Xuanming Divine Coffin in the middle became his body.
He looks weird and enjoys the nourishment of the blood cocoon.
"Third Senior Sister, I may want to practice close to the blood cocoon for a while, do you want me to do the same..."
"No, little junior brother, let me protect you."
The bulging blood cells gave Mu Yunwan a strangely uncomfortable feeling.
