King of Gods

After the "Semi-God Relics", Zhao Feng's life and body, as well as the soul power, reached a new level.

This time, exploring the dreams too old, he is much easier than ever.

"Now, if I don't move, stay here for two days, it's not a problem."

Zhao Feng slowly stepped on the steps.

He was cautious in his eyes, and his eyes were clear in all directions.

One time before, in this dream of Taikoo, he encountered a powerful "Cang ancient demon bird."

A demon bird that has been encountered casually has a breath of pressure above the king level.

It is even more impossible to estimate how strong the large-scale creatures and even some higher races will be.

therefore.

In the process of exploration, Zhao Feng was extra careful and always vigilant.

嗒嗒嗒嗒

Zhao Feng's pace is stable, not ill.

If he is tired, he can sit in the same place and adjust his interest.

Breathing the atmosphere of dreams is too old, has a role in the meditation and solidification of Zhao Feng's blood and even the soul.

just.

The dream is too ancient, and the effect on Zhao Feng is gradually reduced and becomes slower.

After all, Zhao Feng's life and soul level have reached the level of the king.

In front of the horizon, it is a meadow.

At the edge of one end of the grass, there is a small river.

Grassland is the first goal of Zhao Feng.

"Go first to the grass and say."

Zhao Feng estimated it last time. When he walked to the grassland, he had to take a thousand steps.

One thousand steps

If it was half a year ago, it was very difficult for Zhao Feng.

At that time, he was able to walk one or twenty steps, which was very good.

now.

Zhao Feng and the dream are too old, the degree of fit increases, the body and soul are stronger, and there should be no problem if you walk a few hundred steps at a time.

Ten steps... one hundred steps... one hundred and fifty steps

Zhao Feng walked very carefully.

Some moment.

He saw a black spot in the sky.

"Well, is a sparrow?"

Zhao Feng has a slight glimpse.

The sparrow, flying in the sky, has a strong atmosphere. Although it is not the same as the demon bird, it is comparable to the Lord.

at this time.

Zhao Feng nervously tightened his face and stood alert.

But the sparrow, did not pay attention to Zhao Feng, flew by.

"It seems that this dream is too old, similar to reality. Not all creatures are aggressive."

Zhao Feng was a little relieved.

His pace has been slightly accelerated.

then.

His gods eye, and saw some small creatures, such as ants, insects.

These creatures, the atmosphere of exudation, are extremely powerful, at least comparable to the level of the Sacred.

"These creatures are afraid that the dreams are too ancient, the lowest level, and without any cultivation, there is such a strong breath."

Zhao Feng’s heart was shocked.

Of course, these creatures are not as good as Zhao Fengqiang, but because they are born and raised, the dreams of Taikoo have no repulsive pressure on them.

Zhao Feng’s thoughts are flying and there are many doubts.

The dream is too old, what kind of world is it?

If it is said that it is a dream, why is it hurt, in sync with reality?

Obviously entering is the consciousness, why is the atmosphere inside, can benefit from reality?

Zhao Feng has an intuition.

If you die in the dream of the ages, then in reality, you will definitely die.

This dream is too old, it is too strange.

It is connected with the eyes of the gods, what kind of secrets do you have?

These doubts, at the level of Zhao Feng, temporarily can't figure out.

"Don't care about this, see if you can, and get some other benefits."

Zhao Feng retracted his thoughts.

The dream is too old, just a touch of breath, it has such a big effect.

So what about the other substances inside?

"Look at it, find some ‘fruits, and so on.’

Zhao Feng Shen Shendao.

His divine eyes are once again explored.

The fruit, certainly only in the woods, will be there.

However, the environment of the woods is more complicated, and Zhao Feng is hard to protect from the aggressive nature.

"Go to the river first."

Zhao Feng’s **** eye, see the small river at the other end of the grass.

I don't know, the "water" in the dream of the ancient times, drink it, is there any effect?

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng has a heart.

but.

To get to the river, you have to go to the grass.

The grass is still a thousand steps away from him.

"Two hundred steps... three hundred steps..."

After walking a few hundred steps, Zhao Feng was a little hard and short of breath.

"First take a break."

Zhao Feng is not in a hurry, sitting cross-legged.

He is away from the grass, and there are seven or eight hundred steps.

From the grass, to the river, at least ten times the distance.

Sitting on the plate, adjusting for a moment, Zhao Feng energy recovery.

at this time.

嘶嘶

Zhao Feng heard an unusual voice.

He followed the left and looked shocked.

A three-foot-long piebald snake, spit a snake, and walked leisurely.

snake

Zhao Feng hit a spirit and was guarded by God.

This dream is too ancient, a trace of breath is so powerful, and the creatures born in the middle are absolutely not simple.

Moreover, it is still a creature of "snake".

It seemed to be aware of the unusual breath. The snake body of the piebald snake suddenly straightened, and the snake head lifted up, staring at Zhao Feng coldly.

The two are less than a foot apart.

Such a close distance made Zhao Feng feel a faint crisis.

For a time.

Zhao Feng and the piebald snake confront each other.

"The smell of this snake is stronger than that of the sparrow, but it is weaker than the first encounter with the demon bird.

Zhao Feng has a calculation.

嗡

Zhao Feng palms, condensed a trace of red wind and thunder, about a thick needle.

no way.

In the dream of the ages, his power was suppressed to the limit.

Zhao Feng estimates that his own red wind and thunder will collapse after being separated.

"No, I have to take a pickpocket weapon."

In the hands of Zhao Feng, a long-term sword was quickly appeared.

For today's Zhao Feng, ordinary ground-level soldiers are not extremely high value.

His capital, at least compared to the king of the gods, cannot be measured by common sense.

This long-handed sword has four or five feet and is very sharp.

With this long-range sword, Zhao Feng's confidence has increased greatly, at least without an empty hand, to deal with a snake of unknown toxicity.

The same moment.

Zhao Feng’s **** eye, locked the piebald snake.

"cut"

Zhao Feng smashed in the middle of the mang, a long-sword in the hands of the ground, a touch of red awning, electric whistle, straight to the piebald snake.

The piebald snake is not slow to respond.

嗖

It jumped high and bite at Zhao Feng.

On speed, it is faster and more agile than Zhao Feng.

After all, it is a creature born in the ages of the ancient times, without the tolerance of space.

Zhao Feng’s advantage lies in preemptive strikes.

His spiritual eyes also have insight into the movements of the piebald snake.

therefore.

Even if Zhao Feng is slow and agile, it is worse. The long-sword of the ground is still on the head of the "spotted snake".

叮嗤

An abnormal sound was uploaded from Jianfeng.

Then, a huge force came in, and Zhao Feng’s figure was slightly swaying.

At the same time, the piebald snake was smashed by a sword and screamed, leaving a shallow scar on the forehead.

"A strong body"

Zhao Feng waved the sword, but it was not easy.

In this space, he has to bear certain rejection and "extra" world pressure.

Fortunately.

That sword also brought a slight scar to the piebald snake.

嗖

The piebald snake has a fierce hair and rushes to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng uses static braking, the gods eye, opens to the extreme, locks the piebald snake, and the ground-level long sword condenses a layer of red arc.

puff

The long sword pierced the air and greeted the head of the piebald snake, suddenly piercing into the big mouth of the piebald snake.

Zhao Fenghukou was slightly shocked.

Fortunately, the piebald snake was smashed into the mouth by a long-sword, piercing the body, smashing the wind and thundering, burning.

hiss

The piebald snake is tenacious and struggling.

In the dream of Taikoo, Zhao Feng's strength is greatly limited, and its power is not enough to kill it in an instant.

"Red bonfire"

Zhao Feng’s thoughts moved, and a group of transparent red-colored thunder and flames of the size of the thumb fell to the head of the piebald snake, bursting open and spreading.

The snake is afraid of fire, and this piebald snake is no exception.

What's more, Zhao Feng's bonfire runs through the material and spiritual worlds.

After a few interest.

The piebald snake is half burned and stops struggling.

Off

Zhao Feng walked over and stepped on the flame, picking up the half-blacked spotted snake body.

"I don't know how this snake meat is, how it works."

Zhao Feng whispered.

The body strength of the piebald snake is very powerful. It should not be simple because of the temperament of the dream.

唰

Zhao Feng’s thoughts disappeared from the dreams of Taikoo.

in reality.

The little thief cat sat on him, absorbing a little residual dreams that were too ancient.

Meow meow

The little thief cat looked at the half-focus snake meat, excited and waving his claws.

"Little Kunyun."

Zhao Feng did not give the snake meat to the thief cat, but called the half-god boy.

Half-god young children, still two or three years old, the whole body skin, a hint of gold glaze.

Zhao Feng knows that this half-god Kunyun was a strong body in the life.

Otherwise, it is impossible to keep the whole body under the robbing of the gods and keep it for so long.

"What kind of snake is this?"

The demigods stared at the half-spotted black-spotted snake, naturally sensing the extraordinary atmosphere.

"Reward for you."

Zhao Feng handed the piebald snake to the demigod Kunyun and asked for it to eat in the face.

This young demigod, don't look at the size of two or three years old, but in fact, under the refining body, it is extremely powerful, and it is better than the lord.

"Try it out."

The demigods did not dare to violate the rules, even though they knew that it was a white mouse.

It was a little thief cat on the side, envious of it, staring at the snake.

The half-god boy gave it a glance and was slightly proud. He took out a sharp dagger and cut the snake.

"so hard"

The half-god boy’s brows are slightly wrinkled, and it is so strong that it is hard to cut the snake meat.

After a while.

A young demigod, take a piece of snake meat, cook it with a fire, and scent it.

He took care and took a sip.

The snake flesh enters the belly, and the face of the half-god boy changes suddenly. He sits on the knees and spurs the real yuan.

"The snake meat contains a kind of heaven and earth. Its flesh and blood is stronger than the blood of the sea whale."

The half-god boy looks surprised.

Just a piece of snake meat, let his real yuan, blood, body, have benefited.

Meow meow

The little thief finally couldn’t help but rushed to the snake.

"this is mine"

The half-god boy was angry and screamed with the little thief and the remaining snake meat.

finally.

Or a small thief cat, taking advantage of the division, the remaining two-thirds.

The half-god young child has several claw marks on his face, but he does not care about the image and directly swallows the remaining snake meat.

Zhao Feng looked strange and looked at the half-god boy and the little thief cat, and divided the snake meat.

"Master, this snake meat is made, is there still?"

The half-god boy licked his lips.

He found that the original breath in the snake meat accelerated the recovery of the complete blood of the demigod.

Meow meow

The little thief cat is also a moving face, black jewel-like eyes, dripping flashing, showing a few pleads.