The mighty power of the False God King is gone.

Zhao Feng was alone, standing there without any protection.

"The Death Emperor really has some energy and can actually affect the three-star sect of the Zhenwu Holy Land."

Zhao Feng sneered.

He stood there, with a hint of sarcasm in the smile on his lips.

Um?

Sunshine Youth and four dead guards, it feels wrong.

At this moment, Zhao Feng had no shelter, no way out, and was in a desperate situation. How could he be so calm?

Buzz

In Zhao Feng's palm, a purple token like ripples of water trembled slightly.

snort

The smile on Zhao Feng's face became brighter and brighter.

Not long ago, the Purple Saint Order, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly felt something.

Moreover, the direction of the induced aura is not from the Purple Saint Ruins, but from the center of the Holy Land.

Sunshine Youth and the four dead guards felt something was wrong.

But they still rushed towards Zhao Feng crazily.

"Are you the subordinates of Emperor Death?"

A voice like a spring breeze, close in front of you, but also far away, giving people a sense of contradiction in space

The next moment.

An ancient divine thought that looked down upon the heaven and earth descended across the sky, and the mighty power of the emperor-level virtual god caused an illusion of shaking in the space of heaven and earth.

Wow

The four death guards all spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Emperor"

The sunshine young man's body swayed, suppressing the churning and vibrating blood, and stabilizing his soul.

"That divine thought, could it be..."

Tu Wanli was shocked physically and mentally, and lost his voice in shock.

Buzz

In the sky, the mighty power of the emperor gathered, and the vitality of heaven and earth roared.

The shadow of a majestic man with a height of a hundred feet, white hair, lingering in the light of a huge green lotus, like a god.

"Void God Projection"

"It's just a 'Void God's projection, but it actually contains such powerful power."

The kings of Jinshan Sect were shocked and shocked.

"Meet...meet the Great Emperor."

The demon king "Tu Wanli" lowered his head in front of the phantom of the white-haired man standing tall and tall.

His face was red from holding back, and he was breathing heavily.

Thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump

The four dead guards couldn't bear the pressure and knelt on the ground.

Only the sunny young man could barely hold on. He gritted his teeth and looked at the "Emperor's Projection" above his head, and said in a trembling voice: "Do you know my master?"

"Death Emperor? We have met him several times. I never thought that he could have such an outstanding disciple as you, which is enviable."

The hundred-foot-tall projection of the virtual god said calmly.

This moment.

The Zhenwu Holy Land was filled with excitement.

Numerous spiritual thoughts swept towards Jinshan Sect's side spiritual peak.

"It's Duanmuqing's 'Virtual God Projection,'"

"I haven't seen Emperor Duanmu take action in the past thousand years. I didn't expect his strength to reach such a level."

In Zhenwu Holy Land, some kings and emperors were alarmed.

Among them, Tu Wanli's master "Red Demon Emperor" was also included.

"Look at the great power contained in this 'Virtual God Projection'. Duanmu Qing's strength is already unrivaled among the great emperors."

The Red Demon Emperor looked solemn.

He watched quietly without taking any action.

At the same time, the Red Demon Emperor was quite puzzled. How could Duanmu Qing get involved in this matter?

Just then.

On Side Spirit Peak, Zhao Feng, the person involved, finally spoke.

"I pay my respects to Senior Duanmu. I come to the Holy Land with the will of the remaining spirit of the Purple Saint, Senior."

Zhao Feng held the Purple Holy Order and bowed to the projection of the virtual god in the sky.

Senior Purple Saint...who is the great master?

There are many spiritual thoughts lingering on Jinshan Sect's Side Spirit Peak.

The kings of the Jinshan Sect, the Scarlet Demon Emperor, Tu Wanli and other kings and emperors all recited these two words lightly.

"Purple Saint? Could it be that..."

Within the Jinshan Sect, an old king was shocked.

"Holy Lord Purple Night"

In Zhenwu Holy Land, several ancient emperors blurted out.

"It must be Holy Lord Ziye. In terms of seniority, there are few people in this Zhenwu Holy Land who can compare with her...

"If I remember correctly, Holy Lord Ziye is the aunt of Duan Muqing. She comes from a distant continental dynasty and a legendary family."

Some senior people recall some of the smoke and clouds of the past.

Between the sky and the sky.

The figure and face of that stalwart white-haired man couldn't help but reveal a trace of wistfulness and longing.

"You come with me"

The light and shadow of that stalwart man waved his hand casually.

Swish

Zhao Feng's body was like a piece of paper, disappearing from the side of Lingfeng with the light and shadow of the stalwart man.

In the blink of an eye.

Zhao Feng and the Emperor's virtual god projection have disappeared.

call

After a long time, many strong men and some kings' spiritual thoughts were seen near the Jinshan Sect's mountain gate, and then they took a sip.

In situ.

Tu Wanli was still frightened and his expression was cloudy and uncertain.

The sunny youth and the four dead guards looked extremely embarrassed.

No one expected that Zhao Feng could have some connection with a top emperor in the Holy Land.

What is even more incredible is that behind Zhao Feng, there is a fallen Holy Master of the Mysterious Light Realm.

Even if a Holy Master of the Mysterious Light Realm dies, his influence in future generations will be immeasurable.

"Zhao Feng, your origin is more powerful than imagined. This is not in vain for me and Master Yongfeng to take risks to help you enter the Holy Land."
Chapter completed!