My Simulated Longevity

"Humph, Zhang Zhiliang."

"I will have to settle this account with you sooner or later."

A trace of ferocity and fear flashed in Ye Feipeng's eyes.

"There are many more variables in this life, which may be somewhat different from what I experienced in my previous life."

"But I'm sure that Zhang Zhiliang will never give up the opportunity to hunt the soul of heaven and earth."

"After being promoted to the Incarnation God, and having the strength to officially participate in the competition, his desire for harmony should be even stronger."

The little fat man analyzed secretly.

"If we talk about the last life, he was just supporting the formation master."

"Then in this life, Zhang Zhiliang has suddenly become the main fighting force in hunting."

"Hmm... let me think about it, if possible, he would even hide his strength secretly. First, sit back and watch the battle between the gods and Chi Yan."

"Wait until both sides are hurt, then take action to reap the benefits."

"He will even leave some strength to guard against me who escapes and disappears without a trace..."

Ye Feipeng's face was uncertain.

To be honest, he was still a little hesitant about whether to participate in the big event of the Red Flame Burning Sea.

After all, now he has awakened the Kunpeng inheritance, and has the dual foundations of Canghaizhu and Qingfeng's true meaning.

It is much stronger than most monks.

Even compared to some geniuses, he is not much weaker.

Even if you give up the opportunity to use Chi Yan to combine Taoism and just rely on your own practice, there is a high probability that Yuanying and Transformation God will have a chance.

Why take such a big risk and choose to snatch food from a tiger's mouth in front of a bunch of transformed gods?

If it works, it's okay to say, but if it doesn't...

Ye Feipeng's face twitched.

"But...it is Hedao after all."

"If you miss this time, you may never have such a good opportunity again."

He couldn't help but think of this again.

In his memory, the scene of Zhang Haobo in his previous life, after he joined the Tao, commanding a state and overlooking all sentient beings, appeared in front of his eyes again.

Ye Feipeng was inevitably a little moved.

"Pearl of the Canghai..."

The fat man touched his belly subconsciously, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Look again, look again..."

"Go back to the deserted island first and see how Xiao Heng and the others are doing now."

Retracting the wings behind his back, Ye Feipeng quietly returned to where the Lijie people were.

The fat man who had been missing for six years reappeared, and Xiao Heng and others were overjoyed.

After some questioning, they learned that it was indeed the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance who was responsible, and everyone cursed.

Su Changyu, on the other hand, frowned and asked: "Feipeng, have you exposed your identity as a [Fuxing Immortal]? Otherwise, why would others make things difficult for you, a casual cultivator, for no reason?"

Ye Feipeng hesitated for a moment, and then immediately complained: "It's not that the Formation Master of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance was too domineering. I just took a look at his promotion from a distance, and he wanted to kill me without saying a word."

"If I hadn't run so fast, I would never have seen you again."

Su Changyu looked at the fat man, nodded, and said nothing more.

"It seems that Senior Skull is right. The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance is really arrogant and domineering. Even from a distance." The fat man's words were in line with Xiao Heng's impression of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. He actually believed Ye Feipeng's words.

The little brat Su Xiaomei didn't like Ye Feipeng, so she said with a smile: "It's okay, fat man, just call me big sister, and I will avenge you in the future!"

"You may not know that you have been in a coma for so long. Now that I have completed the foundation building process, I will form the elixir soon."

Su Xiaomei looked up at Ye Feipeng with her hands on her hips, looking very proud.

The two sisters, Yin Yueting and Yin Yuzhen, stood behind her, nodding their heads as if they were big followers.

Zhang Haobo, on the other hand, stood aside and looked at everyone silently without speaking.

"Sister?"

Ye Feipeng sneered: "Su Xiaomei, you don't think you are the only one who has made any progress in these years, do you?"

"How about we make gestures?"

Su Xiaomei had a bad temper and was instantly angered by Ye Feipeng's disdainful attitude.

"Just fight! Whoever is afraid of whom!"

Before he finished speaking, a petite but explosive fist roared and was about to hit Ye Feipeng's face.

"boom!"

Who would have thought that Ye Feipeng would not dodge, but calmly stretched out his left and right fists, and firmly received his fists.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

Everyone's impression of Ye Feipeng still remains a few years ago, where he relied on his fast speed and constant wandering to win.

Unexpectedly, in just a few years, he would be able to confront Su Xiaomei head-on!

The attack was easily stopped, and Su Xiaomei suddenly became furious.

His fists and feet were like the wind, constantly attacking Ye Feipeng.

With the blessing of talent, as the anger in her heart continued to accumulate, the power of each move continued to increase.

But her face was unusually calm, as calm as water.

On the other hand, Ye Feipeng was fighting with Su Xiaomei, and various scenes that had made him feel humiliated in the past flashed through his mind from time to time.

Fury suddenly arose in his heart.

Although he knew that this was the effect of "Six Desires Without Form" practiced by Su Xiaomei, Ye Feipeng didn't mind at this time.

He planned to teach this little guy a good lesson.

Amidst the exclamations of everyone in Lijie, Ye Feipeng activated [Jingpeng Transformation].

Two brown wings suddenly spread out, and the body instantly expanded.

The speed and power were almost doubled, and Su Xiaomei was caught off guard. She was punched away and smashed into the sea.

"Little sister!"

Xiao Heng shouted loudly.

However, before he could rush into the sea to look for Su Xiaomei.

A flash of red fire separated the sea water.

In an instant, it bombarded Ye Feipeng again.

Incomparably hot energy exploded, even the air was distorted by burning.

Everyone outside the boundary couldn't help but retreat.

"My little sister even used the foundation-building rare item [Spiritual Fury]. It seems she is really angry." Yin Yuzhen stuck out her tongue and whispered.

In the sky full of fire, the sound of explosions kept coming.

Everyone could faintly see wisps of green light blocking the red flames.

The battle between the two lasted for most of the day.

Comparable cultivation level.

A man with extraordinary talent, the angrier he becomes, the stronger he becomes. The maximum burst of power is eight times, extremely powerful.

A man has a series of adventures, possessing the dual foundations of Qingfeng and Canghai. Furthermore, with the inheritance of Kunpeng's bloodline, when the secret technique explodes, her speed and strength are not inferior to Su Xiaomei's.

For a moment, the two of them were inseparable from each other.

Until nightfall, there was no winner.

It was only after everyone's persuasion that they stopped fighting.

The two were each dissatisfied and agreed to fight again one day.

Xiao Heng also came up at this time and asked Ye Feipeng curiously what was going on and why he suddenly became so strong.

He was surrounded by everyone in the center, looking at him with either surprise or envy.

Ye Feipeng couldn't help but feel a little elated.

"It is true that wealth and honor will not return home, just like walking at night in brocade clothes."

He thought to himself.

The power of blood is so obvious, there is nothing to hide.

He immediately told him about awakening and inheriting Kunpeng's essence and blood.