The noisy hall fell completely silent.
Shen Chenfeng sat cross-legged on the ground, his whole body filled with energy.
The Ten Thousand Transformations Cauldron is suspended above, refining the immortal blood demon while transmitting a steady stream of power into Shen Chenfeng's body.
After a while.
"break!"
Shen Chenfeng shouted loudly, and his whole body was boiling with energy.
In the endless Shenze, three huge figures stood looming behind Shen Chenfeng.
Another stick of incense passed by.
"Break again!"
Shen Chenfeng roared angrily, and his whole body's momentum rose to the sky.
The three figures standing behind became more condensed.
One of them has an expressionless face and is arrogant, like the master of the sky, standing high above.
The other one is filled with demonic aura, fierce and domineering, like an unparalleled demon lord.
The last one has a kind face and alternating Buddha lights, saving all sentient beings.
Each of these three clones has extraordinary momentum. But somewhere down the line, it's missing a little bit of agility.
"It seems that I must understand the true meaning of gods, demons and Buddhas in order to completely condense the three clones."
Shen Chenfeng's heart moved and he slowly stood up.
"Shen Chenfeng, some of the blood demon's power is still unrefined. Do you want to continue practicing?"
Tianlao jumped out of the Wanhua Cauldron and asked slowly.
Kou Xin stared at Tian Lao, as if he had seen something incredible, and his expression was a little stiff.
"No need."
Shen Chenfeng didn't notice that it was inappropriate to kowtow on his heart. He waved his hand and said, "Keep these powers for now. After I go out, I will use the Ten Thousand Thousand Transformation Treasure Art to help you practice."
"good."
Tianlao smiled slightly and did not refute.
"Hua Ji, my friend is still in the painting of mountains and rivers."
"Now, let me in."
Shen Chenfeng let out a breath and turned to look at Hua Ji.
Hua Ji didn't say anything, and casually waved a white light towards Shen Chenfeng.
In an instant, Shen Chenfeng disappeared.
But at this moment, Kouxin finally jumped out, stared at Tianlao, and said with a half-smile, "Haha, Tianlao, it's been a long time no see."
"You little brat, I really didn't expect that you are still alive."
The old man smiled and patted his head.
"You're not dead yet, why can't I live?"
Kou Xin had a sneer on his face, and there was a hint of hostility in his eyes.
"presumptuous."
"Kowtow, how dare you speak to an adult like this?"
Hua Ji took one step forward, feeling chilly all over her body.
"It doesn't matter."
Tianlao waved his hand and said casually: "Now, we are all Shen Chenfeng's magic weapons, there is no need to talk about heaven."
"yes."
Hua Ji frowned, but still slowly retreated.
"But old man, I'm a little surprised, how did you become like this?"
Kou Xin hugged her shoulders, still looking careless.
"This is beyond words."
Tianlao sighed softly, changed the subject, and said: "I am also a little curious. Didn't you say that you will never be loyal to anyone except that old guy Shen Khan in this life? Why are you following Shen Chenfeng now?"
"You also know that his surname is Shen?"
Kowtow opened his mouth and smiled coldly.
"What's the meaning?"
Tianlao's expression moved slightly, a little surprised, and said: "Is it possible..."
"That's right."
Kou Xin nodded heavily and said with a smile: "This Shen Chenfeng is the only son of Shen Taiyi and the grandson of Shen Khan... Hahaha, how about it, you didn't expect it, did you?"
"I really didn't expect it."
"I have been fighting with Shen Khan all my life, but in the end I became his grandson's magic weapon."
Tianlao gave a bitter smile and said: "But there is a destiny somewhere. Once it comes, let it be. Maybe all this is an arrangement of fate."
At the same time, the painting is in bounds.
In a hill, Zhou Fuguang's hair was disheveled and his clothes were ragged, which could only cover the vital parts, revealing a large area of spring light.
Yu Qingfeng was sitting aside, his whole body full of energy.
A long while.
Yu Qingfeng slowly opened her eyes, and her cold gaze was like a strong wind, leveling the entire hill to the ground.
"Breakthrough?"
Zhou Fuguang's eyes narrowed and he asked in surprise.
"Yes."
"Now, I have broken through to the sixth level of True God."
"If we encounter those cultivators from the Blood Soul Palace again, we will never be in such a mess again."
Yu Qingfeng clenched her fists, her eyes shining brightly.
"Isn't this world a map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers?"
"Why do cultivators from the Blood Soul Palace suddenly appear here?"
Zhou Fuguang groaned and asked the doubts in his heart.
"Shen Chenfeng must be in trouble."
“It’s a blessing in disguise, but it’s a blessing in disguise.”
"After this month of escaping, you and I have improved a lot in strength."
Yu Qingfeng released his palm and said: "Now that I have broken through to the sixth level of the True God, you should be almost there too, right? Why don't I protect you now and you can break through."
"good."
Zhou Fuguang nodded, then sat down cross-legged, his whole body filled with breath.
The freezing coldness spread out, covering the ground with a radius of dozens of miles with a thick layer of frost.
At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the sky suddenly sounded.
Yu Qingfeng looked subconsciously and saw more than ten streaks of blood tearing through the sky in the distant sky, heading rapidly towards their direction.
"not good."
"It's those bastards from the Blood Soul Palace who are chasing us."
Yu Qingfeng's expression changed slightly. This was the critical moment for Zhou Fuguang to make a breakthrough, and there was no room for any interruption.
Otherwise, your cultivation will be damaged at best, or you will become obsessed with it at worst.
Regardless of the situation, there are irreversible harms.
"No matter what, we cannot let them disturb Zhou Fuguang."
Yu Qingfeng pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth.
He raised his hand and waved a barrier, covering Zhou Fuguang. Then he soared into the sky, and one person rushed towards the dozen or so bloody lights.
"Yu Qingfeng, I finally found you!"
Seeing Yu Qingfeng take the initiative to greet him, the cultivators of the Blood Soul Palace were slightly startled.
Then they frowned and said, "Where is the woman with you?"
"Fight!"
Yu Qingfeng said nothing, his whole body was full of fighting spirit.
"Sixth level of the True God!"
"Yu Qingfeng, you actually made a breakthrough?"
The leading man had a look of surprise on his face.
Then his eyes flashed and he said with a ferocious smile: "If I guessed correctly, that woman should also be breaking through. You took the initiative to meet her to protect her, right?"
"court death!"
Yu Qingfeng's face changed slightly. He raised his hand and waved, and the gentle breeze slowly turned into spring rain and enveloped the leader.
"The spring breeze turns into rain, and it truly lives up to its reputation."
"But you have just broken through to the sixth level of True God, and your realm has not yet been stabilized. You are not my opponent at all."
The leader casually waved a curtain of blood, easily blocking Yu Qingfeng's attack.
Then he smiled evilly and said to the others: "I will block the rain and the wind. Search the area and find that woman for me."
