Those strands of hair danced wildly in the air as if they were alive.
The hair is silver, but red, yellow, green, blue, and black occasionally flow out of it. The changes between each color are subtle and natural.
Of course, Zhao Feng doesn’t have the heart to observe these things carefully now.
He only knows that he is at a critical moment in shaping the altar, but his divine eye has ushered in a transformation.
“What to do?”
Zhao Feng was a little anxious.
According to past experience, the transformation of the eyes of the gods may make him fall asleep completely.
And the sleeping time is not fixed.
Now, he has created three shrines, but if at the last critical moment, the eyes of the gods transform and let him fall asleep, so what is it?
Once the formation of the altar fails, he will be beaten back to his original shape, and it will take a very long time to recover.
The oppression of the Spirit Race is imminent, and he must attack the divine position as soon as possible to solve these threats.
After struggling for a moment, Zhao Feng decided to continue to attack the divine position.
According to past experience, the change of hair color is only a sign of the transformation of the god’s eyes. The specific transformation time will have to wait for a while.
“You must successfully attack the divine position before the divine eye changes!”
Zhao Feng’s eyes flashed with determination.
……
Outside the palace, the speed at which the huge five-color vortex and the altar absorbed vitality suddenly stagnated.
This phenomenon caused people nearby to look surprised.
“Is it over? Only three shrines?”
“Hehe, but that’s it, although he can defeat the fourth-order true god, his potential is limited…”
Among the closest core disciples, many people laughed at him.
To gather the three altars, most of the core disciples of the Spirit Race can do it.
“No, not more than…!”
In the distance, Zhao Yufei believed Zhao Feng that the three shrines were not the end.
Right now. Above the huge palace, another phantom of the altar was outlined.
“Four shrines!”
It’s been a blast!
Being able to defeat the fourth-order true gods does not mean that they can condense four shrines, but if they can do this, it means their talents and potential are excellent.
Above the clouds, the expressions of several ancient gods changed.
“Although this son has no high bloodline, his talent potential is very good!”
“The four altars are extremely sturdy, and once formed, the fourth-order is invincible, and it can fight the fifth-order!”
Several ancient gods had vicious eyes and made judgments based on this vague vision.
At this moment, not far away, several figures appeared.
“That’s someone from the ‘Holy Land of Life’!”
The crowd who were concerned about Zhao Feng’s breakthrough vision were immediately attracted by the three young disciples.
“I didn’t expect Brother Xiahou to come here…”
The core disciples of the nearby Spirit Clan immediately stepped forward to welcome them.
The Holy Land of Life. The dominant force in the Purple Spirit Domain, the Spirit Race had to bow their heads in front of it.
Among the three, the leader was dressed in a clean and concise light green robe, with a straight and majestic body, and his emerald green eyes sparkled with sparkling lustre.
“What’s the situation?”
The palace of the Mighty Man Peak. Slightly suspicious.
This person is the sixth-order true **** of the Holy Land of Life, Xiahou Wu, the owner of the Eye of Life, and one of Zhao Yufei’s suitors.
“Brother Xiahou, as you know, there are many children in the Spirit Clan who are pursuing Zhao Yufei. But this kid has won Zhao Yufei’s heart, so we challenged him. This kid is not strong enough, so we In a hurry to break through the **** position…”
Zhang Yutong greeted him with a smile.
Although he is also a sixth-order true **** and has the blood of the Spiritual Race, he is not a match for Xiahou Wu.
In addition, the faction where Xiahou Wu is located. It is also one level higher than the Spirit Race.
“Brother Xiahou, are you here to challenge him too?”
A core disciple of the Spirit Race asked.
“No need!”
Xiahou Wu said indifferently, and turned his eyes to the distance where Zhao Yufei was.
Even if Zhao Feng broke through to the divine position, he couldn’t possibly be the opponent of these Spirit Race people, and he didn’t need to take action at all.
In addition, Zhao Feng is Zhao Yufei’s man after all. If he humiliates Zhao Feng in person, he will definitely make Zhao Yufei hold a grudge.
It might be better to let the people of the Spirit Clan take action and drive Zhao Feng away, and he went straight to comfort Zhao Yufei.
“Yes, yes, how can this little guy deserve Brother Xiahou’s presence!”
Zhang Yutong still smiled and complimented.
Above the sky, the eyes of the ancient spirit gods also looked at the three people in the Holy Land of Life.
“They are all strong in physique, coupled with superb self-healing and resilience, as long as they bring a few soul defense artifacts, they are invincible at the same level!”
“As expected of a genius in the Holy Land, compared to the core disciples of the Spiritual Race, it pales in comparison.”
……
Boom!
The vitality of heaven and earth near the Spirit Clan was madly absorbed by the five-color vitality vortex and transported to Zhao Feng’s body in the Primordial Dreamland.
At the same time, in Zhao Feng’s low-grade divine crystal veins, there is an endless amount of heaven and earth vitality and divine power for Zhao Feng to extract.
In addition, the treasures of heaven and earth he prepared for the impact on the throne have long been exhausted.
After half a month, the fourth altar finally condensed successfully.
“And then the fifth seat!”
Zhao Feng was a little excited, but also anxious.
At this time, his pale blond hair, already a small half, has transformed into silver.
But the silver hair, in the natural dance, gradually changes in color, giving a dreamy flow.
And his left eye also had a hint of tiredness.
In the God Eye space, the mysterious golden ball is spinning rapidly, and its color is also changing.
The golden ball gradually approached silver, but the surface was rippling with a layer of colorful dreamy blurred brilliance.
It’s as if this small ball contains a dreamy liquid.
……
When the shape of the fifth altar was drawn, the outside world was completely shocked.
“The fifth shrine, this kid is so daring!”
“Hehe, once you start to shape the altar, and the successor is weak, then all the previous efforts will be forfeited, and everything will be wasted!”
There are a lot of children around, who suddenly laughed.
But at the same time, they were a little jealous, jealous that Zhao Feng had the courage to shape the fifth altar, and that he could shape the fifth altar to take shape.
“Hey, you can’t do it!”
Xiahou Wu snorted coldly.
Only the top quasi-god in the Holy Land can achieve the fifth-order **** status. Only possible, just like the “Guanlong Quasi-God” in the Holy Land of Life.
“Hehe, I’m afraid this kid is going to fail. Every time he fails to attack the divine position, he will lose a certain potential. He is useless…”
Zhang Yutong laughed.
Failed to attack the divine position, Zhao Feng still has no face left in the Spirit Clan.
Above the sky. The ancient gods who were observing below also sighed.
“Originally. As long as Zhao Feng compromises, the Spirit Clan will try their best to train him. Even if he is a god, there is no problem, but now it is impossible…”
The black-robed ancient **** smiled coldly.
“Hey, I hope he makes it!”
The ancient **** of floating spirit sighed inwardly.
He Zhao Feng is playing a gamble. If he directly attains the fifth-order **** status, the Spirit Clan will definitely not stop him and Zhao Yufei.
Once it fails. It also means that Zhao Feng is not worthy of Zhao Yufei.
“Well? There is an ancient **** approaching!”
The gaze of the ancient **** of the spirit race immediately became vigilant and looked into the distance.
Boom!
A group of purple clouds rolled over, connecting with the thick clouds that covered the ancient gods of the Spirit Race.
“Who is Your Excellency, what are you doing for my Spiritual Race?”
The black-robed ancient **** had a majestic look.
He can match the ancient gods of the Ziye clan, and the Ziye clan is ranked twenty-ninth in the Primordial Ancient Ten Thousand Clan, far inferior to the spirit clan.
“I am the ancient **** of the night dragon in the Ziye Temple of the ancient Longyu!”
Ancient Yelong God transmits his voice indifferently.
“To tell the truth, I came to Zilingyu in order to hunt down a person. This person committed monstrous crimes in the ancient Longyu. He also imprisoned many geniuses in my Ziye Palace…”
Ancient Yelong’s eyes showed a trace of hatred, and they cast towards Zhao Feng who was breaking through below.
“He?”
The ancient **** of the spirit race was taken aback for a moment.
Purple Spirit Domain is far away from Ancient Long Domain. They really don’t know what happened to Ancient Long Domain.
However, Zhao Feng’s ability to stir the ancient Longyu into that is truly remarkable.
“If the Spirit Clan gives me this son, the Purple Night Palace will definitely thank you…”
The ancient **** of night dragon directly stated the request and reward.
The ancient **** of the spirit race was suddenly lost in thought.
Although the Ziye Clan is not as good as the Spirit Clan, it is still a big five-star power, and the reward given by the ancient Yelong God is quite generous, and the value is hundreds or thousands of times that of a Zhao Feng.
However, if they handed over the children of the Spirit Clan like this, I am afraid that it would make other children feel chills, and it would make Zhao Yufei completely disappointed in the Spirit Clan.
“I know everyone’s worries, but after Zhao Feng breaks through, he must go out to carry out his mission. It’s very uneasy outside, and accidents are inevitable…”
Ancient God Yelong showed a sinister smile.
The ancient gods of the spirit clan naturally understood the meaning of these words. As long as they agreed, the ancient gods of Yelong would secretly kill Zhao Feng and would not let this matter have anything to do with them.
The ancient gods of the spirit race lowered their gazes and communicated with each other.
“Zhao Feng is a trouble, and now he is risking to attack the fifth-order true god, and he is likely to fail. It is better to use him to make this deal with the ancient **** Yelong, which can get rid of Zhao Feng and make Zhao Yufei give up… “
The black-robed ancient god’s eyes flashed coldly.
“That’s a little bad…”
The Floating Spirit protests.
“I think Zhao Yufei and Xiahou Wu of the Holy Land of Life are a better match!”
“Zhao Feng is too reckless, how can he attack the fifth-order **** position…”
The rest of the ancient gods, although they did not directly give an answer, have already agreed with the proposal of the black-robed ancient **** with euphemism.
But at this moment, there was a sound of boiling from below.
“Five shrines, almost finished!”
“Impossible, Zhao Feng actually has the ability to create five altars?”
Many children, shocked and questioned constantly.
“The fifth shrine is about to be completed, how is it possible!”
Zhang Yutong was shocked and looked a little crazy.
I saw that above the palace, the fifth phantom of the altar is about to take shape!
To directly obtain the fifth-order divine position, this is only possible because of the quasi-gods of the Holy Land!
Even above the sky, many ancient gods of the Spiritual Race are somewhat unbelievable.
On the other hand, the Ancient God Yelong had a gloomy expression on his face, and the killing intent in his eyes was as condensed as reality.
Zhao Feng’s potential makes him feel terrifying. Once he grows up, it may pose a huge threat to the Purple Night Palace and must be killed.
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Dreamland Taikoo Zhong~IndoMTL.com~ The corner of Zhao Feng’s mouth rose slightly.
“The fifth shrine is about to take shape, but my remaining strength is not enough to shape the sixth shrine!”
Zhao Feng felt a little pity.
His attention was focused on the altar, and he slowly filled the fifth altar.
But at this moment, in the space of his eyes, the speed of the mysterious ball reached an astonishing speed.
In it, a group of colorful and dreamy colors gradually swayed!
As the dreamy and blurry colors overflowed from the light ball, Zhao Feng’s consciousness fell into a dizzy state in a burst of pain.
Outside, Eldar.
In the palace where Zhao Feng was located, the huge five-color vortex, as well as the phantom of the fifth divine altar that was not fully condensed, suddenly dispersed! (To be continued.