Since the power of the human world can be transformed into the origin of the world, and then transformed the origin of the world into the origin of the heavenly way, in this way, as long as you can obtain enough power of the human world, wouldn’t you be able to obtain enough source of the heavenly way?

No matter how many immortal energy Zhang Yifeng can obtain through practice, it has a limit. However, if he plunders the power of the human world, then this resource will be endless.

When this crazy idea came out of Zhang Yifeng's mouth, Mr. Tong not only did not stop him, but agreed quite well.

Now he and Zhitiansi have almost reached the point of never ending. Whether it is the way of heaven or the way of earth, in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, they are just tools that can be used.

"But now it is impossible to absorb the origin of the heavenly way in the sacred bones. The origin of the heavenly way is too vast and too powerful. Even if you don't fall into the Immortal Emperor, you can't take a look at it."

Zhang Yifeng pondered that the limit he could do now was to transform this body of fairy energy into the origin of the world. As for the origin of the way of heaven, it would be no wonder.

No matter how powerful it is, your current realm is limited. With such cultivation, it is a tragedy to swallow and absorb the origin of the heavenly way.

However, if the sacred bones are in hand, Zhang Yifeng does not need to rely on the divine nature if he wants to pull the power of chaos and turn into a body of gods and demons.

The previous battles were all made use of the divine nature of the outside world. Now that with this sacred bone, Zhang Yifeng only needs to use the sacred bone to easily pull the divine nature without being constrained by others.

"But this sacred bone should not be used too much. If it attracts the attention of the big guy, even if the trump cards are used together, it will not be able to resist it."

Zhang Yifeng thought so, put away the Divine Light Palace and walked out of this secret realm.

When Linghua Zihou was in this secret realm for a long time, he saw Zhang Yifeng coming out and greeted him: "Welcome the Immortal Lord out of seclusion."

"How many days will it take for this seclusion?"

“It’s more than March.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Three months is definitely not long for the path to immortal cultivation. Even three years are three years, and thirty years are common, but for Zhang Yifeng, three months is a bit long.

"Even if this Divine Light Palace is good, it consumes too much time. What I lack the most now is time..."

Looking up at the sky, Zhang Yifeng could now sense the torrent of chaos hidden under the sky.

The chaos torrent became thinner and thinner. I am afraid that this chaos will not last for too long.

When the torrent of chaos disperses, I am afraid that the Shi Tiansi's fate will descend to the Chaos Realm.

Thinking about this, Zhang Yifeng suddenly grinned: "Before that, I have to solve a few troubles."

At this time, Qing Yurou, who noticed Zhang Yifeng's breath, came here. Looking at the smile on Zhang Yifeng's face, she couldn't help but shivered: "What are your plans?"

"The Fenglei Holy Clan wants to cause trouble for me, and even more want to kill me in the Holy Bone Descent. I can calculate the accounts for them."

After the words came, Qing Yurou raised her eyebrows slightly: "That's the imperial clan. How can you compare with them in the late stage of the Immortal Realm?"

After circulating the origin of the world in his body that was only the size of a thumb belly, Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Who said that he would use the cultivation level of this late-stage Immortal Lord Realm to hit stones with eggs? Isn't it enough for me to enter the realm of the Immortal Lord?"

Upon hearing this, Qing Yurou chuckled, shook her head without saying much.

In Qing Yurou's opinion, even if Zhang Yifeng's talent is extremely talented, it is impossible to make breakthroughs one after another.

How long has it been since I returned from the Holy Land of Bone Descent? No one in the world can make such a quick breakthrough.

But now, this is not a difficult task for Zhang Yifeng.

The thousands of bottles of various elixirs in the Divine Light Palace are Zhang Yifeng's largest energy reserve.

Just take all these elixirs, then transform them into the origin of the world and survive in your own body through the refining of the Divine Light Palace, and break through to the Immortal Saint, which is only within your fingertips.

"Follow me to go to the Beiwu Ao tribe."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he threw out the magic weapon of the palm fan and pulled Qing Yurou. The two turned into streams of light and headed towards the Guixu Sea of ​​the Beiwu Ao tribe.

Now, the palm-leaf fan magic weapon under you is controlled by the origin of the world. Its speed is as fast as a stunning brilliance and penetrates the void.

This time, it took not even half a day to land on the deep sea of ​​Guixu.

When Zhang Yifeng's breath dissipated, a familiar breath rushed out of the sea.

"Who is coming?!"

Under the sea, Xuanzi held a trident in his hand and wore a silver armor, just like when Zhang Yifeng first came to this Guixu Sea.

Zhang Yifeng bowed and said, "I am the master of Jiuhua Xianfeng Peak of the Demon Sect, Feng Yi."

After the words came, Xuan Zi frowned and looked at Zhang Yifeng: "My Beiwu Ao clan has nothing to do with your Demon Slaying Sect, what are you doing?"

The Beiwu Ao tribe naturally sent people to the trip to the Holy Land of Bone Falling Not long ago, but it was not Xuan Ziding. Zhang Yifeng even took a special look that day and was an unknown girl.

In this way, in the holy land of falling bones, Zhang Yifeng did not have any connection with the Beiwu Ao tribe.

The name of the Demon Saint behind his back is closely related to the Beiwu Ao clan, but on the surface, Zhang Yifeng, as one of the peak masters of the Demon Slaying Sect, had no contact with the Beiwu Ao clan at all.

"If you want to bring my Beiwu Ao tribe into the gang and accompany you to fight against the Zhitiansi, I advise you to stop this idea and don't be foolish!"

Xuan Ziding snorted coldly, and the trident in his hand was still pointing at Zhang Yifeng, with a very arrogant arrogance, just as when Zhang Yifeng first saw this kid.

"Zi Ding, retreat!"

At this moment, a cold sound came from the seabed, as if a wind chime was shaking gently without any emotion.

The next moment, Xuan Qingxuan's figure rose from the sea, with blue scales hanging on it, and the sea water would be separated, without any contamination. She wore a crown on her head and held a scepter in her hand, looking like a queen.

As soon as Xuan Qingxuan appeared, Xuan Ziding bowed and bowed: "I have met the clan leader."

Above the palm-leaf fan, Zhang Yifeng looked at Xuan Ziding in front of him. After a long time, the boy's arrogant temperament seemed to have been wiped out.

A trip to the holy land of falling bones and returning to the seclusion practice of the Demon-Slaying Sect has passed nearly a year.

Zhang Yifeng looked at Xuan Qingxuan in front of him with a smile: "I have met the patriarch of the Beiwu Ao clan."

"Come with me."

Xuan Qingxuan stretched out her hand and a wave turned into a whirlpool, wrapping Zhang Yifeng and Qing Yurou, and disappeared under the sea.

On the side, Xuan Ziding looked at the scene in front of him, a little confused: "I have never seen this person before, why did the patriarch treat him like a distinguished guest?"
Chapter completed!