"Three years later!"
Hearing what Han Feng said, Ji Wuqing and Ji Wushuang both looked shocked.
Ji Wuwu couldn't help but frown and said: "Han Feng, by then, the sky will be destroyed and the army of the underworld will come.
Moreover, the five Netherworld generals may all return to the Saint level, and our chances of winning will be even slimmer. "
However, Han Feng's eyes became firmer and brighter.
"That's what I'm waiting for. In addition, they can cultivate saint-level experts, can't we?"
Both women were a little confused.
Han Feng said: "Three years from now, our Qianlan Empire will have two more saint-level warriors!
After I join the Tao, I will be the third saint. "
I heard Han Feng say that the Qianlan Empire was actually able to dispatch three saint-level experts.
Both women were shocked, but Han Feng was naturally unlikely to joke about this.
The Demon Emperor stared deeply at Han Feng, remained silent for a long time and finally said: "Han Feng, although I don't know what your plan is.
But the current situation, no matter how bad it is, is not that bad, it is just a disaster.
If in another three years, our Endless Sea Clan may indeed have another saint-level strongman, and you also know him. "
"I know him too?"
At this time, the Demon King waved his hand, and the secret passage opened.
A figure turned into a escaping light and arrived at this starry sky continent.
The person who came was a tall young man with red eyes and a pair of rare double pupils.
There is a long and mellow aura permeating the whole body, and he is also a semi-saint strong man.
When he saw this person, Han Feng couldn't help but be startled, and a sense of familiarity came to his heart.
"Brother!"
When the visitor saw Han Feng, he couldn't help but rushed forward and gave Han Feng a big hug excitedly.
"Han Yi!"
Han Feng finally recognized the person, but his face showed disbelief.
This turned out to be Han Yi, the half-orc with dragon blood whom he rescued from the Iron Prison of Bailong County.
At first, this little guy left a letter and left without saying goodbye. He didn't expect that he would appear here and possess such amazing strength.
"Han Yi, why are you here?"
No need for Han Yi to explain, the Demon King on the side had already spoken.
"He is the son of the Blue Dragon King, and he is also a rare dragon. He has ancestral blood and is as talented as Wushuang and I.
In addition, he is also the core inheritor of the God of Water.
However, in order to protect him from being discovered by the Nether Clan, I sealed his cultivation back then and asked him to leave the sea. I only recalled him after the final crisis broke out. "
"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't tell you the truth after the Demon Emperor unblocked me."
Han Feng shook his head and smiled: "It doesn't matter, it seems that our two brothers will fight side by side!"
Han Yi nodded excitedly. Even though he had recovered his cultivation and memory, he was still full of gratitude and respect for Han Feng, treating him as his own big brother.
After meeting Han Yi, Han Feng learned that Ji Qingwu and Ji Wushuang were also one of the core successors of the Wu clan.
Ji Qingwu is the successor of the God General of Earth, and Ji Wushuang is the successor of the God General of Fire.
Although the attribute power of the two people is not of two attributes: earth and fire.
But relying on the inheritance of the two divine generals, he understood the power of the secret and his own magical powers.
According to the Demon King, it is rumored that if the five core inheritors gather together, they can produce astonishing power with their combined efforts.
However, it is a pity that Emperor Yuan, the inheritor of the God of Wood, has rebelled.
The inheritor of the Golden God General is also unknown, and it is destined to be impossible to gather five inheritors.
Han Feng didn't pay attention to this, he already had his own arrangements in mind.
After discussing with Ji Wuqing, Ji Wushuang, and Han Yi for a long time.
In the end, Han Feng decided to return to Qianlan
The empire is starting to make some preparations.
Before leaving, Han Feng couldn't help but ask about Ji Qingwu again.
"Demon Emperor, Dean Feng was left in the primitive sea by you?"
Hearing Han Feng ask about Feng Wuji, Ji Wuqing, who had always looked cold and solemn, finally showed a trace of an extremely unnatural look on his face.
Ji Wushuang on the side smiled jokingly.
"Haha... Sister, haven't you been practicing the ruthless way, and you also warned me not to be emotional, haven't you also been emotional towards humans?"
Ji Wuwu smiled bitterly and said to Han Feng: "He is now left in the primitive sea by me and is still in a coma.
The skills I practice are similar to Wushuang. She will go through nine rounds of skills.
As for me, I need to go through nine mortal experiences, and my memory and skills disappear together.
That year, when I turned into a mortal for the last time, I met Feng Wuji, and he really moved me.
But after I recovered my memory and skills, I knew that I couldn't be with him due to the mission I carried, so I would rather he hate me for the rest of my life. "
Han Feng was not surprised by this. He had already guessed all this when he was in the Lost Land.
"Then how do you plan to get along with Dean Feng in the future?"
Ji Wuqing shook his head and said, "I betrayed him back then, now let me protect him.
In a battle three years later, if I win, I will spend my whole life making it up to him.
If he fails...at least I can protect him once. "
After hearing this, Han Feng finally stopped asking any more questions.
"Okay, if that's the case, let's start taking action.
The fate of the Giant Spirit Blessed Land depends on the battle three years later! "
On that day, Han Feng left the Siren Clan and returned to the Qianlan Empire.
Afterwards, the Lingwu Continent, which had been in chaos for more than ten years, ushered in a rare calm.
Although the army of the Kraken Clan still surrounded the Tianyuan Dynasty, they stopped attacking.
And around the Tianyuan Dynasty, boundless black energy also rose, like a barrier, covering the entire empire.
At the same time, in the endless sea, the major continental empires were submerged.
The only remaining island, which was besieged by the Kraken clan, also ushered in liberation.
The Kraken clan stopped attacking, and the remaining elites from various countries on these isolated islands all followed the sea.
Like countless tributaries, they quickly converge towards the south of the mainland, where the Qianlan Empire is located.
The Qianlan Empire, the Lingwu Continent, the only fortress of mankind, gathered elites from all sides, and its power was rapidly expanding.
At the same time, Han Feng also quickly traveled across the mainland.
He first came to the core of Wujian Lake and opened the independent space.
Facing the infinite abyss of fire, Han Feng held the Blessed Land Order in his hand and solemnly issued the order.
"I command as the Lord of the Blessed Land, open the Temple of Fire!"
"Rumble..."
In the endless fire abyss, a magnificent temple slowly emerged, which was the Temple of Fire that had not yet been born.
However, the Nether Clan god general who suppressed them had escaped from trouble early.
Han Feng didn't pay attention to this and looked at one of the three figures beside him.
"Master Himejima, you are the successor of the Fire God General. Just enter the core area of the temple to practice. I think it will be helpful to you."
Ji Wushuang cast a wink at Han Feng and jumped into the Temple of Fire.
Later, Han Feng took Ji Qingwu and Han Yi into the Earth Temple and the Water Temple respectively.
After sending the three of them to their respective inherited temples, Han Feng opened the Temple of Wood.
At the same time, the mind communicates with the demon refining pot.
"Senior Yin Zun, this wooden temple is left to you. The energy inside is enough for you to return to your peak!"
A streak of blood rushed out of the Demon Refining Pot and excitedly rushed into the Temple of Wood.
"Hehe... good boy, if you have a conscience, just wait for me, the king, to return!"
Finally, Han Feng came to the Sea of Ten Thousand Stars again and entered the core area of the Temple of Gold.
"Senior Su Mu, I'm going to trouble you this time too."
Immediately, on the second level of the Demon Refining Pot, a handsome figure appeared in the Temple of Gold and glared at Han Feng angrily.
"I know that now that your wings are strong, you will definitely not let me relax.
Forget it, maybe I haven’t moved my hands and feet for a long time anyway, so I’ll play with you. "
Place five people in five temples to practice.
Han Feng returned to the Qianlan Empire again and used his great supernatural powers to cover the Qianlan Empire and isolate it from the outside world.
At the same time, an ancient bronze temple was sacrificed and hung high above the heaven and earth.
Han Feng summoned the strongest human beings from the empire and the mainland to enter the palace.
He himself also entered the Ancient Bronze Palace and reached the top floor of the hall.
Wrapped by countless laws of time, Han Feng sat cross-legged, his mind unprecedentedly peaceful.
Although he has reached the realm of the Ten-marked Witch God, Han Feng knows that this is not the realm of the saint.
Saint level is a kind of Tao realm, not a simple power.
His way is clear and laid out before his eyes. Now, all he needs to do is integrate all his powers.
By uniting into one, you can step into the realm of the holy level.
"Success or failure depends on this!"
