"Who dares to fight me!"

Yang Feng's voice echoed in that area, and a continuous stream of cosmic energy swept from all directions and sank into the devouring black hole above him.

Every time after a breath, Yang Feng became stronger.

The nine powerful clans were silent, and no peerless genius came out to fight Yang Feng.

"The nine powerful clans are just like this!"

"Our human saint is the invincible overlord of this era!!"

"This era is ultimately the era of our human race!"

“…”

There were sounds coming from the Supreme Council of the Human Race, and the strong men in the Supreme Council of the Human Race flashed with excitement in their eyes when they looked at Yang Feng.

A strange light flashed in the purple star saint's eyes and he slowly said, "It's so terrible. He has become so strong. Even the Qinglong Emperor and others are not his opponents. It's really beyond my expectations."

The Blue Star Saint said a little dissatisfied: "It's just relying on the power of the imperial-level secret treasure."

The purple star chuckled and said, "How huge is the consumption of the imperial secret treasure! It is also his ability to be able to control three imperial secret treasures at the same time. Otherwise, why would Emperor Yazi not use other imperial secret treasures?"

Every imperial-level secret treasure is extremely powerful. However, the power of the Holy Spirit Warlock level is generally the limit to the command of an imperial-level secret treasure.

The [Xi Shen Armor] was the imperial secret treasure that Yang Feng personally refined with him, and the [Qingyang Ji] recognized Yang Feng as his master. Yang Feng used these two imperial secret treasures to consume less money, so he could use the third secret treasure [Pearl of Time].

Of course, using three imperial-level secret treasures at the same time is already Yang Feng's limit, and he can only control these three imperial-level secret treasures in a very short time.

The Great Sage of Glorious looked at Yang Feng, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes: "It's amazing, he has actually grown to this point. He is worthy of being the peerless genius of this era!"

When Yang Feng resurrected the Great Sage of Glory, he was just a powerful man at the Earth Sea level. In such a short time, he was promoted to a Holy Spirit Warlock. Even the Great Sage of Glory was amazed at that speed of progress.

The Phoenix Emperor said lightly: "This time, even if our nine tribes are defeated!! According to the agreement, please give us a branch of the [Heaven and Earth God Root] tree floating continent."

Yang Feng said: "After the agreed Immortal Spring is sent here, we will naturally deliver the [Heaven and Earth God Root] branch to you."

"Okay! Within ten days, we will deliver the Immortal Spring."

Light shone brightly, and the nine powerful tribes left directly here, turning into streams of light and flew away in all directions.

"Yang Feng, I am also very interested in the floating continent of the [Heaven and Earth God Root]. Why not have a bet between us. The bet is how about the floating continent of the [Heaven and Earth God Root] of the Demon Sect?

A series of green winds surrounded by the side, and the Feng Sheng Feng Xuanzhen walked towards this side step by step, looking at Yang Feng, with an extremely hot fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

When dealing with the alien race, Feng Xuanzhen took the initiative to appear and stood on this side of the human race. After the alien race retreated, Feng Xuanzhen challenged Yang Feng, upright and open.

"Feng Sheng Feng Xuanzhen, does he actually dare to challenge Yang Feng, isn't he going to die?"

"That may not be true. After all, he was the man who once defeated the Lord of Dawn. If it weren't for Yang Feng, he would definitely be the most outstanding genius in the human race in this era!!!"

“…”

One by one, one by one, and one by one, all of them were focused on Yang Feng and Feng Xuanzhen.

"Is it him? The man in the prophecy!!"

"He is the man in the prophecy, and he is destined to be invincible to the peerless genius of an era."

"Finally appeared, he might be the destined enemy of Yang Feng!!"

“…”

The eyes of the Holy Spirit Warlocks among the six dynasties in the Supreme Council of the Human Race all fell on Feng Xuanzhen and were filled with solemnity.

Although the number of prophetic sorcerers among human warlocks is extremely rare, most prophetic sorcerers’ prophecies are extremely accurate. In each era of the six dynasties, some people used prophetic sorcerers to predict the future of the great catastrophe of the universe. In the mouths of those prophetic sorcerers, the name of the human sorcerers of the Invincible era carries the word wind.

Feng Xuanzhen had already defeated the Lord of Dawn, so he could only be the strong man of this era invincible as the prophetic sorcerer.

A strange light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes and said with a faint smile: "I want me to fight against the Demon Sect's [Heaven and Earth God Root] Floating Continent. Interestingly, what are you going to bet on me? If you lose, do you want to give me the entire Fenglan plane? Let me become the master of Fenglan plane?"

Feng Xuanzhen smiled slightly and said, "My Fenglan plane is one of the thirty-six main material planes, and it can give birth to the plane of the Warlock Emperor level powerhouse. Although the level of recovery is far less than that of the Ancestral Plane, it also recovers quickly. The value is far superior to your battle against the Demon Sect [Heaven and Earth God Root] Tree Branch Floating Continent. Don't you think such a bet war is unfair?"

Yang Feng said: "Since you are a challenger, it is natural to pay a little more. Of course, you can refuse, and I will not force you."

"Haha! Although I really want to agree to your conditions, Fenglan Continent is the home of countless my subordinates. Although I have 100% confidence, I will not bet on their destiny to bet on the bet. I want to fight with you, this is the bet. If you lose, I don't want anything. If you win, it will belong to you."

Feng Xuanzhen smiled heroically and reached out to a point. Thirty-six [Immortal Spring] suddenly flew out and directly Yang Feng flew away.

Yang Feng looked at the thirty-six [Immortal Spring], a burning look flashed in his eyes, and he chuckled: "[Immortal Spring], OK! I promise to fight with you!"

[Immortal Spring] is the favorite treasure of the Holy Spirit Warlocks. The [Immortal Spring] contains a trace of immortal holy nature, which can enhance the cultivation of the Holy Spirit Warlocks and repair the body and soul of the Holy Spirit Warlocks, which is extremely precious.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Feng Xuanzhen said lightly: "You just fought continuously, and it consumed a lot! Recover well, I'll wait for you!"

Yang Feng smiled slightly, and a pool of [Immortal Spring] flew above him, and the huge immortal spring scattered and sank into his body.

Under the nourishment of the [Immortal Spring], the injuries and fatigue caused by the fierce battle between Yang Feng and the three peerless geniuses such as the Qinglong Emperor Son were recovering rapidly.

"I'm fine! Come on, Feng Xuanzhen! Let's fight with all our might!"

An hour later, Yang Feng opened his eyes, and countless bright lights shone out from his eyes, holding the [Qingyang Ji] in his hand, pointing directly at Feng Xuanzhen, his eyes full of burning fighting spirit.

Feng Xuanzhen smiled slightly, hurricanes intertwined around his body, and extremely secret spell seals appeared outside his body, and a holy-level secret treasure [The Armor of the Wind God] that was invisible to the naked eye was shrouded on his body.

A colorless hurricane flashed slightly, and a pair of completely transparent holy-level secret treasures [Wings of the Wind God] also appeared behind Feng Xuanzhen.

The [Wind God Necklace], [Wind God Ring], and [Wind God Boots] on Feng Xuanzhen all shine and resonate.

Yang Feng's eyes shone with countless curse seals, and he slowly said: "The set of holy-level secret treasures?"

The set of secret treasures in the holy-level secret treasures are composed of many holy-level secret treasures. Through the resonance of power, they are infinitely close to the imperial secret treasures.

The holy level secret treasure set does not have much effect on the powerful warlocks of the emperor level, but for the Holy Spirit warlocks and the great holy level strongmen, it is one of the means for them to fight against the powerful men of the same level of holding imperial secret treasures.

A Holy Spirit Warlock equipped with the same type of imperial secret treasure and the holy secret treasure set, the combat power that can be exerted is not much different. However, the consumption of the holy secret treasure is much less than that of the imperial secret treasure.

"Only a set of holy-level secret treasures alone is not possible!"

Feng Xuanzhen smiled slightly, flipped his hand, and an imperial-level secret treasure [Prince of Wind] that exuded the immortal imperial power but could not see the sword blade appeared in his hand.

As soon as the [Master of Wind] appeared, a terrifying storm suddenly appeared around Feng Xuanzhen's body, as if tearing everything apart and shattering everything, which was frightening.

"Yang Feng, this is my own secret method [Wind God Holy Book], please give me advice!!"

A strange light flashed in Feng Xuanzhen's eyes, and with a wave of [The Lord of Wind], in an instant, within a radius of dozens of light years, the energy of the universe was suddenly activated, forming a cosmic storm that swept through dozens of light years.

In that extremely terrifying cosmic storm that can easily destroy a six-level plane, 108,000 terrifying sword lights containing the mystery of wind and the secret of power fell from the sky, filled the world, and slashed towards Yang Feng.

“So strong!”

"This is Feng Sheng Feng Xuanzhen! The power of this sword can even severely damage the powerful man of the Great Saint level!!"

"What a monster!!"

“…”

The onlookers' Holy Spirit Warlock level powerhouses changed their faces one by one, and many of the Holy Spirit Warlock level powerhouses were pale. Unless they had all the racial power of their own race in their own plane, it would be impossible to resist the terrifying sword formed by the power of the universe.

"So strong, I deserve to be the man who has defeated the Lord of Dawn!"

A burning look flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, holding the [Qingyang Halberd] in his hand, he stabbed towards the sky, and ten blue suns emerged from the sky, suppressing the four poles and eight wildernesses.

The ten blue suns, the endless sun shines, forming a blue sunlight barrier.

The 18,000 sword lights containing the mystery of wind and the secret of power tear apart the stars and slashed the blue sunlight barrier, which not only trembled, but also caused a ripples.
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