Chapter 52 Memory of the Demon Emperor
At this moment, Ye Feng seemed to realize something, and her mood improved. Ye Feng's soul actually returned to the silent purple thunder disaster.
"Rumble!"
Thunder clouds converge, gloomy, on the dead world, it is even more cloudy, electric lightning and thunder disaster!
"Boom!"
Clouds are dense, and in the silent purple thunder disaster, there are various kinds of lightning passing by, as if tearing the sky!
In the silent purple thunder disaster, there are clouds, lightning and thunder, as if the end of the world is coming! Below, in the dead world, huge waves are also stimulated. Under the cloud and lightning, there is no wind and anger!
"Whey!"
Finally, with the sound of waves, a hundred miles of wide heaven and earth finally flashed with silver glory and glitter!
Now it is cloudy and flashing. It is Ye Feng's power to become a virtual immortal, and he is about to overcome the virtual immortal thunder disaster!
At this moment, Ye Feng fell from the sky and entered the ground.
"My mind has improved. I'm afraid it's a state of mind that I have only after reaching the Xuanxian period, or even a higher existence. I'm afraid this silence and purple thunder disaster will be more horrible. My power will also be strengthened again this time, after the baptism of thunderstorm!" Ye Feng said coldly.
"Boom!"
The cloud condensed, as if it was about to fall at any time. Finally, after a roar, a white electric light, like a dragon entering the sea, crossed thousands of miles, falling from the sky and bombarding above the sky!
"Boom!"
Thunder flashes, the trees in the realm of ten thousand demons are shattered, tree chips are flying all over the sky, the forest is turbulent, and the waves are surging!
At this moment, a white thunderbolt shattered the trees in the demon realm!
"Rumble!"
For a long time, in the continuous roar, a thunder, like a long rainbow of swords, splitting down, as if it were hanging upside down!
In the explosion, the purple light splashed and shattered, and countless tree chips gradually flew into the boundless sky, and the dead demon world!
"Whey!"
The terrible waves are in the sky. Under the thunderstorm, the dead heaven and earth also seem to feel the roar of the heavenly disaster. Ye Feng holds the Kunwu sword, and the power of heaven is like infinite waves, covering up and rushing to the cloud!
"Boom!"
The third thunderstorm, followed by, was purple thunder, gloomy, as if to devour all, as if the space was cut, bright purple thunder, bombarded!
In the realm of ten thousand demons, between the tree chips, a golden light rises to the sky, and the sword spirit converges!
A golden light, like the first brilliant light between heaven and earth, directly facing the purple thunder. In the sound of banging, the golden light and purple thunder are gone together!
"Rumble!"
The third thunderstorm here fell, and Ye Feng took action, and a sword lost the thunderstorm!
The gloomy thunder clouds in the sky began to turn up again. The fourth thunderstorm did not fall in a hurry, but kept brewing!
Now, under the gloomy thunder cloud, Ye Feng's purple robe is full of black hair! Standing proudly, he looked up at the thunder clouds gathered in the sky, and his face was cold!
"Hum!"
Suddenly, the space around Ye Feng condensed!
At this moment, Ye Feng naturally wants to accept the thunderstorm in the sky. The best baptism is the greatest benefit from the thunderstorm!
This thunderstorm is the baptism of immortal power, the baptism of the body, and the baptism of the soul!
"Rumble!"
Thunder clouds brewed, and finally in a roar, a purple thunder, like a real dragon, was born, splitting it in the air and directly immersed Ye Feng and his whole body!
The purple sea of thunder has immersed the field of a hundred miles, refining Ye Feng's body and soul little by little!
The purple thunder roars, and in Ye Feng's body, the purple thunder is also flickering! Ye Feng broke the disaster this time and condensed into the realm of virtual immortals. The cultivation of the body also won and broke through!
At this moment, Ye Feng was running the power of Wu Dao, and saw the purple thunder in the body, constantly converging in the meridians!
"Boom!"
On this side, purple thunder emerged. In the gloomy thunder cloud, a golden thunder followed, covering Ye Feng!
In an instant, Ye Feng's body and genshen were constantly refining, followed by purple thunder!
Ye Feng also frowned slightly now, as if she couldn't stand the refinement of these two thunders!
When ordinary people cross the virtual fairy thunder disaster, they will only take the last thunder disaster to quench themselves. If they are a little sure, they will only use two thunders to quench. Like Ye Feng, they can directly quench with three thunders, which can be said to be rare in ancient times!
"Rumble!"
Finally, the purple thunder here was shrouded in purple thunder, and the last thunder in the sky, devoured all the thunder clouds, and split down!
"Ah!"
Ye Feng finally roared out, and the fairy light mask outside his body was smashed inch by inch, but as the power on Ye Feng's body condensed again, Ye Feng's power was constantly expanding!
On the body of the flesh, the blood spread slowly, and in an instant, it was lost by the thunder. On the body, the thunder flashed, and Ye Feng was enduring the quenching of the thunder!
Drip water through the stone, move the mountain and fill the sea!
The magnificent power poured into his body. After the transformation, it turned into a light golden strength and quickly flowed along the veins. In the blink of an eye, it formed the power flow of heaven like a trend, which hit the body fiercely!
"Hum!"
Witnessing the thunder sea, immersed himself, golden light waving out, suppressing the thunder!
Ye Feng was immersed in the thunder, refining his physical cultivation, and feeling and stabilizing his cultivation little by little!
At this moment, Ye Feng survived the silent purple thunder disaster and reached the early stage of the virtual immortality, but in the realm, it has been above the period of Xuanxian.
At this moment, there is a kind of power in Ye Feng's body. This power is the power in the ten thousand demons Lingtian skills. There is a kind of mysterious demon power. At this moment, it entered Ye Feng's body.
"What is the power in my body? How can I feel that I have the memory of other strong people in my body!" At this moment, Ye Feng thought to his heart.
At this moment, Ye Feng's soul is fused with the mysterious memory of the ten thousand demons.
At this moment, Ye Feng integrated the memory of this peerless strong man and proved the glory of the once heaven!
The death desert in heaven, one of the dangers in heaven!
The boundless is the Gobi, which is hot, boring, sandstorm, high pressure, cruel environment, with cruel monsters, all in the death desert, dangerous situations, that is why this place has directly become a forbidden place in heaven!
The firelight in the sky fell on the desert of death and burned thousands of miles.
Ye Feng's soul is floating in the desert of death.
"Why is it like this? I have obviously reached the realm of virtual immortals. How can I come to the desert of death? Whose memory is this?" Ye Feng shouted wildly, but he couldn't make a sound.
Now, in the depths of the desert of death, there is a place where the sand gathers! The flowing sand here no longer flows and accumulates into mountains, forming the extremely rare Gobi Mountains in the Gobi, which is formed by the accumulation of constant mountains of thousands of years. It is a scenery in the Gobi!
And if someone can look down at the mountains in the Gobi from the starry sky, they will find that the shape of the mountains is extremely strange. There are two wings in the north and south like bird wings, and the tail is stretched like a bird's tail! At a glance, the transverse mountains really look like a giant bird!
With a head, a body, wings, a tail, and two claws! It's like the corpse of a giant bird, piled up there, and the sand converges into a mountain range!
On this day, in the far west of the death desert, a little golden glow appeared slowly! I saw a magnificent golden flame slowly flying towards this strange bird-shaped mountain range! However, for a long time, he appeared over the mountain and showed a three-legged golden shadow in the golden light. This is the most powerful existence of the demon clan, and this is the soul of the emperor of the demon clan!
"How is that possible? This is the memory of the demon emperor. In the magic of the demon Lingtian, it actually exists in the legend, the memory of the demon emperor!" Ye Feng roared in his heart.
Ye Feng has long been no longer a true practicer in the human world. Today, Ye Feng already knows that among the three-legged Jinwu, the most powerful three-legged Jinwu is the demon emperor, the former hegemon of the world. However, today's demon emperor, there is only a trace of remnant soul.