Chapter 641

Qin Feng returns to holy heaven city again, lives there and devotes himself to cultivation. However, because of the rarity of aura, there is still no progress.

Year after year, Qin Feng has been awake for ten years, and has been practicing in Shengtian city for nine years. However, his strength has not improved, but regressed greatly.

He looked into the sky and asked himself, is all this a dream or a reality?

He knew that cultivation was useless, and his cultivation would only continue to fall until the realm of the spirit emperor and the spirit emperor.

The war between gods and demons, the great change of heaven and earth, the rarity of aura, this is the end of the spirit world.

"The spirit world is like this. What about jiuchongtian?" Qin Feng suddenly remembered, looked up at the sky, but nothing.

The invasion of the demons will not only aim at the spirit world, but also the lower world. The upper world will never stand by.

"Is jiuchongtian in such a situation? Or is it really just a dream? " Qin Feng was puzzled, but there was no answer for a moment.

He left the holy city again and traveled on the holy land, looking for a place with rich aura.

In the next three years, Qin Feng almost traveled all over the Holy Spirit continent. The landscape of the mountains and rivers was somewhat different from that of that year, and it was extremely dilapidated. In the past, the mountains and forests full of exotic flowers and plants, natural resources and treasures were no longer visible.

After a walk, I found that the five places where human beings gather are the places where the spirit of the Holy Spirit land is most abundant, so they gather in those places.

Qin Feng despaired, and eventually returned to the holy city.

As time flies, in the twinkling of an eye for a hundred years, his cultivation has completely fallen to the sword emperor and the magic spirit emperor, and his physical strength has declined sharply, barely comparable to the peak of the beast.

The protoss was defeated and heaven and earth changed greatly. Looking up at the world, there was no one he knew, and he was unable to practice. His cultivation was not advanced but retreated. All this made Qin Feng despair.

"This is the great fear in my heart... It's more terrible than facing endless enemies and dangers... It's endless despair..." Qin Feng whispered. He still insisted. He didn't believe it was true and thought it was a nightmare.

But the daily life is very real, this despair is very real.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was another thousand years. Qin Feng, whose cultivation had degenerated to the realm of the spirit emperor, no longer had a long life. Now he was old and became a white haired old man.

Qin Feng with wrinkled face and white hair relies on the window and looks at the sky outside. His eyes become turbid.

"Is this my life?" Qin Feng whispered, full of unwilling.

He has a great talent. He is less than a year old, and then he reaches the top of sword and spirit. His body reaches the peak, and he is expected to get the order of immortality. He will go to the Ninth Heaven and become a real strong man.

But because I went to the Meng family to break into the nightmare, I slept forever and woke up to the vicissitudes of life.

All this was hard for him to accept.

"No! I don't believe it! I still don't believe it! It's a dream! All this is a dream Qin Feng roared to the sky, but his voice was hoarse.

Pedestrians on the street heard the roar and looked around one after another, full of surprise. They pointed at Qin Feng and talked about it one after another.

"I'm Chun Feng! I want to be a swordsman! I want to be the existence of the strongest Qin Feng roared again. Although his voice was hoarse, it was very firm.

"Nightmare? No matter how scared I am, I won't give in! No matter how desperate I am, I will never give up! " Qin Feng looked at the sky, turbid eyes gradually become clear, become firm.

"Wu, Di, Jian, Yi!" He roared, and a sword suddenly burst into the sky.