Chapter 1193: Swallowing swallows

The power of the righteousness is one of the most basic meanings. Any saint who is willing to specialize in this kind of righteousness can spend the most time for the most holy people to master this kind of meaning.
However, the power of the righteousness is also one of the most powerful ambitions. When you cultivate to the peak, you can break through the law and destroy any enemy.
It is precisely because of this that in front of the statue of the Golden Jubilee Emperor stood more than a dozen saints, to understand the power of the righteousness.
"Tiansheng!!"
"Tian Sheng is coming!!"
"..."
As soon as the saints saw that Yang Feng was close, his face suddenly changed and he dispersed to the side and gave way.
Before Yang Feng came to the statue of Jin Jin Juli, there were countless mysterious curses in his eyes, looking at the statue.
A desolation, mystery, and ancient, power path constructed by countless mysterious mantras is displayed in front of Yang Feng.

It’s one of the emperors who are known to be the closest to the Eternal. The road is really profound and deep, but my path is not pure power.

After Yang Feng imprinted the power road of the Golden Jubilee Emperor, he decisively left the statue.
After passing through the statues of more than a dozen emperors, an ancient, desolate, ball-like ball, with a statue of the mysterious mantra engraved with 17,000 mysterious mantras appeared in front of Yang Feng.
"Swallow the Emperor, master the power to devour the mystery, and advance to the Emperor!! It is really terrible!!"
When Yang Feng saw the statue of the emperor, his eyes flashed with a touch of excitement, and there were countless mysterious curses in his eyes, peering at the mysterious curse on the statue.
The statue of the swallowing sorrowful emperor shivered a little, as if it caused resonance, a soul river emerged suddenly, and the incomparable soul power did not enter the statue of the swallowing emperor.
The swallowing of the statue of the Emperor, the horror of a warlock emperor series suddenly broke out and spread toward all directions.
"The emperor, this statue of the emperor has also recovered!!"
"What happened? These statues of the emperor are not the traces of the roads of the emperors? How can they recover one by one?"
"..."
The onlookers of the saints felt that the statue of the swallowing emperor revived, and everyone’s face changed greatly, and his figure flicked and flew away.
Any strong man of the Warlock Emperor's series must absorb the enormous power of the universe if he wants to truly recover and gain invincible power. Those saints are their best tonic.
Killing the Holy One and consuming the power of the Holy Ones can quickly restore the power of the Warlock Emperor. None of the hegemons who once invincible an era and suppressed the entire universe were soft-hearted, and the saints naturally did not dare to approach.
The statue of the sinister Emperor opened up and turned into a horrible black hole, which was directly rolled up to Yang Feng.
"Swallow the Emperor, you want to be born again in my body? Then come to World War I! Let me see your skills!"
Yang Feng flashed a touch of excitement in his eyes. [曦神甲] The light shone, and a round of black hole swallowed suddenly, colliding with the horrible black hole that swallowed the Emperor.
The two black holes entangled each other and swallowed each other.
The black hole formed by the swallowing of the Emperor is obviously more perfect, and the mysterious and mysterious. The black hole formed by Yang Feng has been extremely horrible, and it can kill the strongest of the great holy class. However, compared with the black hole that swallowed the sinister emperor, it is judged high and is everywhere flawed.
The swallowing of the great emperor is the strongest of a warlock emperor's series. His understanding of engulfing the mystery is naturally not the existence of the current Yang Feng.
"It turns out that this is the follow-up of the road to swallow! It is really powerful to swallow the Emperor!!"
In the confrontation that swallowed the black hole, Yang Feng made great progress all the time, as if he had opened a fog in front of him, so that he could see the road ahead.
The technology of the Yi people can already achieve the virtual reality world, and it can perfectly simulate the battles existing under the saints. The various roads below the saints have been perfected.
However, the road of the Emperor far exceeded the limits of the Yi people and could not be resolved. With the confrontation with the devastating Emperor, Yang Feng saw his own path, and his benefits even exceeded the refinement of the 300-year-old [spring of immortality].
In the confrontation between the two black holes, Yang Feng's power to devour the black hole is constantly being swallowed up by the swallowing black hole of the swallowing lord, becoming smaller and smaller.
"It's a pity! My strength can only go this step!! Sorry, I have to use all my strength!!"
In the eyes of Yang Feng, a sigh of sighs, a slight sigh, that [曦神甲] entered the third form, a round of swallowing black holes suddenly emerged, in the middle of the black hole that swallowed the black hole, a hand, the phagocytosis Beads] called to the hands.
The illusion of the horror of the horror and the fusion of the "swallowing of the bead", they reached out and shot directly to the swallowing black hole that swallowed the sinister emperor.
The swallowing black hole that swallowed the Emperor, even though it was superb, was not enough. Under the slap of the horrible shadow of the horror of power, the direct collapse and smash.
In the moment when the black hole was smashed, countless weird curses were not included in Yang Feng’s swallowing black hole.
In the eyes of Yang Feng, there is a touch of regret: "This is the curse of the road that carries the swallows of the emperor! The swallowing lord seems to be more thorough than the nine-eyed magical emperor, and the remaining power and traces are still too not enough."
After absorbing the power of nine eyes of the magical emperor, the illusion masters broke the limits of evolution in one fell swoop, possessed the horrible evolutionary potential, and even the possibility of becoming a warlock emperor.
"The statues of time, space, and destiny have no meaning. Sure enough, if you want to promote the emperor with these three kinds of ambitions, even in the era of the Eternal, it is very difficult!!"
Yang Feng walked in the statue of the emperor, did not see the three statues of the emperor, and recorded the curses in the statues of the emperors. He then turned to the core area of ​​the temple. Go inside.
In the core area of ​​the Hall of the Soul, it was covered with a thick fog, which made people unable to see the true face.
When Yang Feng entered the fog, he saw a world appear in front of his eyes.
In that world, there is a sea of ​​souls that is full of soulful power and unspeakable. In the center of the sea of ​​souls, there are nine mountains, and the nine mountains are 99 meters and 999 meters. Incrementally, the highest mountain is as high as 9999999999 meters.
The tallest mountain, like a pillar of heaven, supports the whole world. It is a mountain that is bigger than the earth. It is difficult for ordinary mortals to climb the peak in their lifetime.
As soon as he stepped into the foggy world, Yang Feng felt the horrible oppression from the nine mountains, making him feel like carrying a mountain.
With a glimmer of glory, the small world in Yang Feng was completely sealed under the influence of a mysterious force, cutting off contact with him.
Days in the night, the sacred sacred sacred woman, and the Ancha Mandeah are also directly appearing under the influence of that strange power.
Yang Feng said: "You go outside!"
"Yes, Lord!"
The three strong men left directly from this core area.
Yang Feng looked around and clearly perceives that a line of sight has been uploaded from the seven mountains and concentrated on him. Behind every line of sight is a strong man of great sanctification. Above the eighth and ninth mountains, there is no big holy concern for him.
In this dense fog area, the saints are very uncomfortable by the eternal breath, and only the great sacred power can resist the horrible pressure.
Yang Feng facelessly came to the edge of the soul sea, flexing his fingers, and a piece of metal changed into a small boat, falling on the sea of ​​souls.
The piece of metal fell on the sea of ​​the soul, and was immediately corroded by the sea of ​​souls and turned into ashes.
On the third mountain, a brow heart pattern has a strange curse, a long black hair, handsome looks, and the temperament of the great sacred smile: "Tian Sheng, I am the Blue River, this soul sea can only Use your soul power to make a small boat, and you will be able to swim in this soul sea and board the nine soul mountains."

Thank you for your reminder!!

Yang Feng slightly decapitated, running the secret law, a round of engulfing the black hole suddenly emerged, and directly rolled toward the endless soul sea.
The ingenious soul contained in the huge soul sea was directly absorbed by the swallowing black hole and fell into Yang Feng's body.
"He dared to swallow the sea of ​​souls!"
"It’s really daring!!"
"In addition to the emperor, there are still people who dare to play the idea of ​​this soul sea, it is really daring, crazy!"
"..."
The great saints above the Lingshan Mountain saw this scene, and there was a shock in their eyes.
The soul sea tumbling, shaking, a nine-headed head, holding a trident, and the soul of the sacred power of the Holy Order suddenly emerged.
That round of swallowing black holes across the void, appeared in front of the soul, directly one, swallowed the soul, madly swallowed the power of the soul.
As soon as the soul was swallowed, the whole soul sea seemed to be irritated, and the soul of the sacred atmosphere of the Holy Order suddenly emerged. A total of three hundred people appeared in the sea of ​​souls.
In the center of the three hundred souls, there is a head with ten heads in it, as if standing in the sky, exuding the soul of the semi-emperor to suppress the horror.
Yang Feng looked at the three hundred great holy souls, the scalp slightly numb: "Oops, play big!! It is worthy of the eternal ruins, there are even souls of the semi-emperor series!! This lineup, even if it is real The semi-emperor-level powerhouse is here, and you can die if you don't escape!!"