Yang Feng opened his eyes and retracted the spiritual sense in the storage bag.

In fact, Yang Feng has been preparing the soul flower for 100,000 years. The last step of condensed souls took less than a stick of incense to complete it successfully, and it was close to perfection and easy to control.

The reason why Yang Feng had to wait for more than an hour was, on the one hand, to cover up his eyes and on the other hand, to make the other party consume more means. After all, the energy spent on condensing the incarnation of the Earth Immortal inscriptions was quite large, and it was just enough to recover.

Fortunately, Yang Feng did not show up in advance, otherwise Yin Lei would have suffered a lot.

At this time, Yang Feng had more important things to do after practicing the incarnation of the Earth Immortal. The four god ancestors were just small characters, so it was nothing to let them escape.

Yang Feng thought this way, waved his hand to put away the array equipment on the ground, then rushed out of the sea and flew towards Wudao.

...

A few days later, early morning.

The island shrouded in the sun, as if it was covered with a layer of golden gauze, and the entire island shone out a gentle light.

Many islanders gathered in front of the statues of the ancestors of the Gods everywhere on the island. They all looked solemn and looked pious, and kept praying.

Feng Luo, wearing a green robes, was standing in the central square at this time, looking up at the rebuilt statue of the Divine Ancestor.

Instead of praying like other islanders, he was in deep thought.

At this moment, a ray of escape light suddenly shot from a distance above everyone's heads and landed beside him.

"senior!"

Feng Luo immediately bowed and bowed to the man and said loudly.

The man was naturally Yang Feng who had just cultivated into the incarnation of the Earth Immortal and returned to Wudao.

Seeing this, the other people from Wudao stopped the prayer ceremony and saluted Yang Feng respectfully.

"Come with me."

After Yang Feng said calmly, his figure soared into the sky again and flew towards his small courtyard.

Feng Luo was slightly stunned and immediately chased after him with light.

The two of them came to the courtyard of the courtyard one after another.

After Yang Feng sat down at the stone table in the patio, he waved to Feng Luo, signaling him to sit opposite him, and then said straight to the point: "Captain Feng Luo, there is something that has been hiding from you before, but now it is no longer necessary, so let me tell you. Feng Meng, the god ancestor of your Wudao, has actually fallen for thousands of years."

"Actually, even if I don't say it, I've guessed it roughly. The other elders on the island are actually aware of it, but everyone is tacit in their hearts for the sake of people's hearts. But... I hope that seniors can continue to protect our Wudao in the future, and I'm grateful."

Feng Luo's face was slightly pale when he heard this, and then he said with a wry smile.

"You can rest assured that since I promised you, I will never go back on my word. Now I have successfully refined the incarnation of the Earth Immortal and found a high-level practice of the Earth Immortal. Next, you need to build an incarnation statue for me on the island and start collecting the power of faith." Yang Feng said slowly with a calm expression.

"Senior, don't worry, I will do it as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Feng Luo was a little surprised at first, and then he clasped his fists to respond.

"There are some magic books here that you can accept to cultivate talented juniors on the island. This is the foundation for Wudao to prosper in the future."

After Yang Feng said that, his sleeves shook, and a storage bracelet flew out and came to Feng Luo.

The latter was taken in his hand and looked at it briefly, and his face suddenly showed a look of shock. The amount of things placed in the storage bracelet and the value were far beyond his imagination.

It can be said that the classic magic weapons and elixirs and spiritual materials contained in this mere storage bracelet are far more than their tens of thousands of years of savings in Wudao.

What he didn't know was that these were just a small part of the spoils Yang Feng had obtained during his previous trip to Tsuki Island. After all, even if he was just a scattered immortal, his life savings would never be a small amount.

"Senior, I will never forget Wudao..."

Feng Luo held the storage bracelet in both hands, trembling slightly, and finally fell to the ground and said sincerely.

"No need to do this, I will be ready to go into seclusion for a while. If there is nothing to do, don't come to me."

Yang Feng waved his hand and said.

"yes."

Feng Luo responded solemnly, withdrew from the courtyard, and took the order and left.

Half a month later, all the original statues of the gods on the entire Wu Island were demolished, and brand new statues were replaced and stood more densely across the island.

The newly built statues are still three-point similar to the original statue of the ancestor of the Gods, but they represent no longer the same person.

Every morning and evening, a large number of islanders gathered under these statues belonging to Yang Feng, just as they used to sound prayers.

On this day and night, a loud "boom" suddenly came from the sky above Wu Island, and a brilliant silver light fell straight from the night sky, like the Milky Way falling, and smashed into the small courtyard on the island.

There were seven or eight large silver banners erected around the courtyard, and the light was shining brightly, covering the whole layer of hazy silver fog.

At this moment, Yang Feng, dressed in a blue shirt, was sitting cross-legged in the empty place in the courtyard, and his earth immortal incarnation was also sitting opposite him with a solemn expression on his face.

"Let's get started."

Yang Feng's eyes flashed slightly and he spoke.

After saying that, he closed his eyes and his spiritual consciousness sank into his dantian.

In the dantian, the golden Nascent Soul villain was still closed with his eyes, and he could not see any painful expression on his face.

On the outside, a layer of bright crystal light was wrapped around it, but it was Yang Feng's spiritual power left by the black chains.

As his thoughts moved, the crystal light on the surface of the Nascent Soul's body suddenly shone brightly, and it turned back like flowing water, flowing back into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, a black light flashed on the surface of his Nascent Soul, and nine black chains emerged, and large black mist rose around him.

The stars suddenly shone brightly in the courtyard, and seven dazzling blue lights appeared on Yang Feng's chest and abdomen. Seeing this, the incarnation of the Earth Immortal sitting opposite him immediately pinched a magic trick with one hand and pointed it at his dantian.

As his fingers fell, Yang Feng suddenly felt a heat in his dantian, and a gentle and majestic warm current of magic power rolled in like a big Yangtze River and kept rushing into his body.

At the same time, the power of the stars in his body began to flow rapidly, turning into silver filaments, wandering among his limbs and veins.

As Yang Feng pinched the magic tricks in his hand, the two forces finally merged without any obstacles in the Dantian, and then turned into wisps of bright silver thin silk like lightning, and rushed straight to the Yuanying.

Unlike the last time, the number of silver light wires this time is not only a hundred times higher than before, but also a hundred times stronger than before.

Yang Feng even felt the power of laws that had never existed before from his original aura.

A loud "boom" sounded like thunder, exploding in Yang Feng's dantian.

The silver light sliver that rushed towards him suddenly became like a cavalry carving a formation on the battlefield, crashing into the thick black mist with a force of tremor.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "crackling" sound in Yang Feng's dantian.

The black mist was torn apart and soon disappeared, revealing the black chains hidden therein.

The silver light silk had no intention of giving up and continued to pounce on it.

This time, Yang Feng was not anxious and did not disperse the light wires on all the chains. Instead, he chose one of them and wrapped all the silver light wires on it.

"Shit!"

A sound of a red iron block was thrown into a bucket, and black smoke suddenly rose above the black chain. Under the violent tremor, the black light on the surface immediately faded away.

At the same time, countless tiny black runes also emerged from the black chain, wanting to replenish the black light that was severely consumed on the surface of the chain.

I saw a layer of water-blue light emitting the aura of law among the silver light threads, lingering upwards, fusing with the black runes, making the repair of the chains of little effect, far less rapid and significant than the last time.

Seeing this, Yang Feng urged his mind and immediately started to practice the magic technique.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the powerful power of spiritual consciousness that had been ready to go suddenly turned into divine thought crystal silk, and it came to his dantian in almost a moment.

Driven by Yang Feng's thoughts, wisps of crystal divine thought crystal silk entangled and condensed with each other, turning into a crystal-clear divine thought giant axe, jumped up, and slashed towards the dark chain.

If the previous silver crystal silk was a heavy armored cavalry that was chiseled into the formation, then the divine axe at this time was undoubtedly a heavy armored infantry that broke the formation, giving the enemy a fatal blow to the weak place where the cavalry rushed out.

Only a sharp sound of "clang" was heard, the black chains shook violently, and the crystal-clear axe flew backwards.

A sound of metal and stone attacks with extremely penetrating power sounded from Yang Feng's dantian, but it reached his sea of ​​consciousness, causing his spiritual consciousness to hurt.

However, he didn't care about this at this moment, but focused all his attention on the chain in his dantian.

I saw a clear cut in the middle of the chain where the giant axe was chopped.

Seeing this, Yang Feng's confidence suddenly increased. He ignored the sharp pain of the spiritual consciousness and continued to slash the giant axe on the chain.

"clank……"

One, two, three...

When Yang Feng hit the seventh axe, a muffled "bang" sound came, and the black chain broke straight and turned into a black crystal light.

A strange scene appeared!

However, these crystal lights did not dissipate, but flowed to the remaining eight chains, and merged into them in a flash.

As soon as the black crystal light disappeared, the eight chains immediately shone, the black runes on the surface suddenly increased, and the black light became more solid.

Yang Feng was slightly stunned and then smiled bitterly.
Chapter completed!