Chapter 1050

The figure said, then closed his eyes again.

Under the pull of nine ancient animals in the holy land, the whole palace continued to jump across the starry sky and rush to the location of Ye Feng.

Deep in the starry sky.

Ye Feng finally swallowed up all the robbed clouds, and his cultivation successfully entered the holy level, and his combat power was improved again.

"Now, when I compete with the God of war of all races, should I be able to draw? If I use the magic power of law" one thought ", I can at least hit the other party hard."

"As for whether it can be killed, it's not clear."

"Only through actual combat can we know."

Ye Feng whispered.

Before, the reason why he could fight back and forth with the gods of war of all races mainly depended on his powerful flesh and the power of the ethereal world.

As for the cultivation of Dharma, it is of little use.

The main reason is that the cultivation of Dharma is too low to meet the half holy God of war of all races.

Now, the cultivation of Dharma has broken through and become a saint. Ye Feng feels that if you rely on dharma alone, you should be able to fight back and forth with the God of war of all ethnic groups. Coupled with the power of the flesh and the world, you should be able to win by a narrow margin.

"When my Dharma practice reaches its peak, I should be able to shake my wrist with the most holy one."

Ye Feng said.

I have to admit, the most holy is too strong!

They can exert the magic power of law, and Ye Feng's killer mace is the magic power of law "Yinian", but because his realm is not high enough, he can't exert too strong power at all.

Only when the cultivation goes up can the strength rise greatly.

……

In the big world.

After they observed Ye Feng's breakthrough in holiness, they could no longer see the scene in the starry sky.

Without the fluctuation of the law of war, it is difficult for practitioners to observe the depths of the starry sky from such a distance.

"What a leaf maple!"

"This man not only survived the pursuit of countless powerful men, but also broke through the holy revelation in front of everyone. It's crazy enough."

"I think he's pole vaulting in the toilet. It's too much!"

"Ye Feng killed dozens of heavenly saints in one day, so that countless people in the world are afraid. He can be called 'killing God in the Holy Land'."

"Holy Land kill God?"

"Ye Feng deserves this title!"

"Pass my order. When we see Ye Feng and his practitioners in the door, we must make a detour."

"Stay away from maple leaves and danger."

Many practitioners of the forces were afraid of Ye Feng and ordered one after another to avoid offending each other.

In the starry sky.

Ye Feng adapted to the cultivation of the lower Xiansheng level and found that with his wave, he could borrow the world vision and burst out amazing strength to suppress his opponent.

"Well, good!"

Ye Feng smiled and was ready to return to the void.

"Roar!"

However, the fluctuation of Jiudao containing Shengwei attracted Ye Feng's attention and quickly followed the fluctuation.

Deep in the starry sky.

A magnificent palace, pulled by nine sacred beasts, slowly came near.

Buzz!

The strange smell emanated from the palace, making a continent stretching tens of thousands of miles appear around, surrounded by a translucent shield, including Ye Feng.

"World vision? However, without my integrity."

Ye Feng looked around and whispered.

Squeak!

The main gate of the palace opened slowly.

Two graceful maids of the Holy Land pushed open the door, revealing a burly figure standing behind the door.

"Who are you?" Ye Feng asked the man.

"I am the oracle of the supreme official, the ninth disciple of the ancient emperor, the messenger of the gods, and a person respected by all practitioners in the world."

The burly figure hugged his arm and said indifferently.

Wearing a properly cut Golden Dragon Robe, the Oracle walked slowly out of the palace, surrounded by seven world lights behind him, setting off his strength.

Ye Feng immediately opened his eyes of insight.

[Name: Oracle of Shangguan]

[product level: peak heavenly Saint]

[root bone: Holy product]

[faction: disciple of the ancient emperor]

[Note: hidden in the stars all year round, the ninth disciple of the ancient emperor is independent of 3000 circles and contains the inheritance of all ethnic groups from ancient times]

"Who is the ancient emperor?"

"The oracle of Shangguan still has the inheritance of ten thousand families. Did he get the war god of ten thousand families?"

Ye Feng's heart turned upside down.

The oracle of Shangguan is nothing but the heavenly sage at the peak. No matter how strong it is, Ye Feng doesn't worry much.

What he really cares about is the identity of the ancient emperor.

"Ye Feng, I think your strength is good. Are you interested in becoming the messenger of the gods?" the Oracle asked in a loud voice.

"What are the gods?" Ye Feng was curious.

"The God of all nations!" said the oracle of the supreme official.

"Hmm? Speak clearly, I can't understand." Ye Feng frowned and looked a little serious.

"Pretending to be stupid?" the Oracle frowned slightly. "Yes, you people should all think that all families have been completely extinct, so you don't know anything."

Hearing this, Ye Feng already understood.

"Do you mean that the remaining evils of all ethnic groups are still there?"

"Remaining evils? Ha ha!" the Oracle laughed. "You can also say so. It's funny that the people left over from all ethnic groups survive and claim to be gods."

Ye Feng looked serious and said:

"So, the thousands of people who have dominated the universe for a billion years still exist in this world. I'm curious. Why don't they appear?"

"Fledgling." the Oracle shook his head, "but now they are not afraid of 3000 realms... It should be said that they have no fear from the moment the tyrant was killed."

Hearing this, Ye Feng was shocked.

Tyrant!

Can it be said that the "ancient emperor", the master of the oracle of the Shangguan, is a terrible strong man who displays that purple sword?

If so, it would be too hot.

Ethereal sect.

The monument of the God of power is still playing the projection from the depths of the stars. On the hardwood plain, the ancient gods heard these dialogues, clenched their fists unconsciously and crushed the void.

"Master Ba Huang, please take it easy!"

The divine way of heaven appeared immediately for fear that the ancient gods would be angry and blow up the mainland of China.

Click!

The ancient gods released their hands.

Seeing this, the stone hanging in the heart of Shenzhou Tiandao finally fell to the ground and continued to look at the picture projected by the power monument.

There is no boundary.

The crowd looked at the sky and heard the dialogue between Ye Feng and the oracle of Shangguan. Their faces suddenly changed.

"The killing of Ba Huang has something to do with the gods behind the oracle of Shangguan, or his teacher, the ancient emperor?"

On the eve of the moon, the sword saint's hand trembled slightly.

"Yes." the three legged Golden Toad nodded.

On the eve of the moon, the sword Saint immediately looked at the three legged Golden Toad and asked, "senior, do you know this?"

"Quack!" cried the three legged Golden Toad. "I and the nihilistic beast know a lot, but I can't tell you."

"All right!" the swordsman was helpless.

Deep in the starry sky.

Ye Feng walked to the magnificent palace and asked, "was the tyrant killed by the gods behind you?"

The Oracle shook his head and said, "the gods are very strong, but they are not even farts compared with my teacher, the ancient emperor. The overlord is also a person, and the gods can't kill him."

"So, is it the hand of the ancient emperor?" said Ye Feng.

"Yes!" the Oracle grinned. "Now, after knowing the power behind the God, do you dare to refuse to join the camp of the gods?"

"I'm not interested in the gods," said Ye Feng with a cold face.

"God had expected this answer." the Oracle smiled. "Since you don't agree, you can only die."

"Wait!" Ye Feng stretched out his hand and looked up at the oracle of the official, "I have a question for you."

"Last words? Ask!" the Oracle nodded.

"Was it the hand of the ancient emperor that I was struck by a purple sword before I was sent away from the Holy Spirit sect in Tianzhou?"

After that, Ye Feng clenched his fist and was ready to fight at any time.