In the Nine Sky Heaven, the Temple of the Gods stands at the top of the pyramid. They overlook all living beings and have supreme power.

However, the Temple of the Gods has not been so easy over the years. Chu Chunqiu is still in the Ganges. Now his strength is extremely terrifying. He defeated a powerful Heavenly Demon Emperor not long ago. His combat power is amazing. His growth is too terrifying and somewhat amazing. In addition, some forces in the Tai Demon Realm deliberately cultivated, which further prompted Chu Chunqiu to rise rapidly. After the Jiuxiao meeting, he entered the cultivation level of the Great Emperor. Now, for more than ten years, he has moved from the Great Emperor realm to the Heavenly Emperor level. This growth speed has made the Temple of the Gods feel great pressure. Could it be that Chu Chunqiu is really that person?

The eyes of the Temple of Gods were all gathered on Chu Chunqiu, and the people in the Jiuxiao Heavenly Court were also staring at Chu Chunqiu. The other powerful people who met in the Jiuxiao in the past did not receive much attention, especially as the years changed, the eyes on them were less and less, and many of them were no longer in the Jiuxiao Heavenly Court.

Of course, there are too many strong men emerging in the Jiuxiao Heaven Court, which will not make everyone stare at Chu Chunqiu. The core figures of the Temple of Gods, one of them is not the best. They are growing constantly. In addition to the Temple, all the major forces, generations of strong men are also climbing towards the peak of martial arts.

Everyone is growing up, like this, the strong men of Jiuxiao Heavenly Court, the strong men of Jiuxiao Continent, and the people in the Holy City Zhongzhou, the younger generation focuses on the peers. In addition to watching the younger generation, the older seniors also have to rely on the growth of those same older generation figures. Their strength will directly affect the pattern of the forces.

Lin Feng didn't know all this. At this time, Lin Feng was still sitting cross-legged in a rare cave in Zixiao Continent, as if he was practicing. Beside him, the demon guardian was no longer there, and at this moment, countless scenery was echoing in his mind.

Some scenery is a figure of Lin Feng, who is on the top of a mountain, watching the sunrise and setting, and living a hermit life; some scenery is a figure of Lin Feng, who is riding the horses and playing in the world; some scenery is a figure of Lin Feng, who lives in the town, hunting with the simple people in the town, and meets a girl who likes him. At first, Lin Feng seemed a little unrelaxed, but as the years changed, Lin Feng's mood was also changing, so just treat it as an independent individual, it was him, not him, and Lin Feng's figure, who married his wife in the town and was with that girl, did not disappoint the other party.

There are also countless similar scenery, which are Lin Feng's external incarnation, the Three Life Sutra, one life two, two life three, and three life all things. Lin Feng can condense countless ordinary incarnation. Even if he is an ordinary person, because he is his external incarnation, he still has some strength. At least, he can live a normal and ordinary life. Lin Feng was wondering whether the Three Life Emperor, like him, is living countless lives in this world.

Lin Feng's hair gradually grew, his beard grew, and his body gradually became stained with dust, as if he was about to be buried in the dust. However, he didn't know it at all, but he just quietly realized that in addition to the Zixiao Continent, he also condensed his soul fetus and found ways to go to other plane continents or step into a small world. In addition, in Lin Feng's own world, there are many figures of him now.

Gradually, Lin Feng in the cave seemed to have insufficient brains, and he was about to fall into a deep sleep. The scenes were like dreams, and he himself was next to the dream, looking at his dream.

On this day, Lin Feng came to one of the dreams. In this dream, Lin Feng was a servant in a restaurant, welcomed guests coming and going every day. Listening to them talking about interesting things in the world, Lin Feng couldn't help but smile. Such ordinary days are not a wonderful life.

However, not all dreams are joyful. For example, Lin Feng came to another dream. In this dream, he was a hunter in the town. He married the beautiful girl in the town. The two of them gathered together in harmony. However, on this day, the town encountered an attack from a group of horse thieves. They swept the town and killed all the people. Lin Feng seemed to be looking at them in the void. His eyes were full of anger. He wished he could come over and kill the group of people.

Even Lin Feng's sleeping deity was angry, but this anger finally calmed down. Incarnations and tens of millions of lives, can't we take it lightly? It's an independent life, everything is his experience, let him dissipate with the wind. Thinking of this, he gradually calmed down, and in the subsequent dream, he encountered many similar things. Lin Feng was able to restrain his emotions more and more, and this was his mood changing.

Outside, thousands of worlds and endless scenery, Lin Feng's martial soul world has changed a lot now, gradually becoming as perfect as a small world. Every void seems to have its emotions, and the world and all kinds of auras have become more perfect, as if this world also has Lin Feng's perception, becoming more mature and adding a bit of style. This invisible maturity is invisible, but it is indeed the growth of the world.

Lin Feng's original deity, his sleeping body, an ancient tree loomed, and the terrifying power of the law entangled around Lin Feng. I don't know how strong it is. This law seems to be all things and infinite laws, all condensed and floated around Lin Feng, as if Lin Feng's body was in line with all the power of the law.

But Lin Feng seemed not to feel it. He was still sleeping. In his mind, golden light intertwined, emitting millions of lights, making his divine thoughts seem to be able to communicate with the world.

Lin Feng dreamed of many more. In addition to dreaming of his thousands of lives, he also dreamed of his past, the power of his cultivation, and the attack of the Fushi Seal. He seemed to practice the Fushi Seal in his dream and became more mature. An attack seemed to be able to collapse and break the earth, with unknown terrible power.

He dreamed of his martial soul, and many martial souls seemed to be able to return to the same place. In the end, he dreamed of his strongest martial soul, the brilliant Heavenly Book Martial Spirit, and the floating martial souls on pages, so magnificent.

This dream lasted for a long time, but Lin Feng forgot the years.

Jiuxiao Heavenly Court, Jiuxiao Continent, endless changes.

In the vast snowy area, the Snow Clan, a beautiful figure with an extraordinary temperament. She stood on a snow peak, and her beautiful eyes seemed to penetrate the past and present, crossed time, and looked through the autumn water, just to want his shadow to appear in her beautiful eyes.

Finally, the figure appeared in her beautiful eyes again. The beautiful eyes that could stun the world gradually became wet. Two tears slowly slid down her eyes. The lips that were soaring to the world slightly opened, and from it, they spit out the beautiful voice of the world: "I am a fox that has been practicing for thousands of years. I have been lonely for thousands of years. Who planted the Gu of Love in the vast sea of ​​people? I will dance for you forever; when I love you, you were studying hard, leaving you, you are the one who is the one who is the one who is named in the bridal chamber. Can you dance for you..."

"Can you dance for you? Can you dance for you..." The voice was so intoxicating, singing, and the beautiful figure danced gracefully, dancing with the snowflakes, as if he wanted to dance to the figure in the beautiful eyes. Can he see her dancing?

The snowflakes are sprinkling, and the spiral of the world amazed, and the pure and beautiful singing has traveled through the cycle of reincarnation. This dance seems to be eternal.

In the distance, under a snow tree, a young figure stood there calmly, but his nails had been pressed into the flesh, and tears seemed to flow out of the corners of his eyes.

He raised his head, the young man's eyes were slightly rosy. He took a deep breath and said, "One day, my parents will never be separated. Whoever stops me will let blood dye the world red, even if it is the Snow Clan!"

This year, the young man is eighteen years old, and the twenty-year agreed period is coming soon!

This year, Lin Feng was still in his dream.
Chapter completed!