Chapter 1670

Everything will return to dust, and what must be passed will eventually pass.

If Suzaku was just a special race member in the central world, he might not have such good luck and would have been buried in the clouds long ago.

In the central world, most of the things Feng Yun faced were regarded as threats because his own strength was too small. Even if he had caught up with them at this stage, the gap still existed.

And this gap is unknown. Regarding this, Feng Yun has refined a large number of magical weapons for more than thirty years.

Before this, most of the treasures on Feng Yun’s body were no longer very effective. Only the mystery of the Red Fire Sword has not been solved, but it doesn’t matter. After all, the owner of this sword has been replaced by him.

Before the turmoil attracted the prying eyes of the unknown opponent, he left the scene early and returned to the barrier.

In the castle built on the ruins, there are ripples of light everywhere that emerge during practice.

Between the floating shadows of microwaves, these forces interact and blend with each other. All the disciples are concentrating on practice and are also progressing with each other.

The senior brother teaches the junior brother, and the junior brother teaches the younger junior brother. They are linked together, and a system of healthy development has been launched on a large scale in Qilin Gate.

The Qilin Saint, who had not smelled the wind, was leaning leisurely and contentedly under the Qilin tree, nurturing the fruits of the Qilin tree. However, he was worried and the yield was too low, and he could not continue his inheritance perfectly.

After he noticed Feng Yun’s return, he immediately chased after him.

However, the situation was not good. Although Feng Yun pretended to be calm, his inner aura was running smoothly.

However, there is no way to hide the lack of Xuanyuan Qi in the body. This is reflected in Feng Yun’s energy and spirit, and Qilin Sheng, as his old friend, can detect it at a glance.

“You are hurt? Why didn’t the child come back with you?”

Facing Qilin Sheng’s question, Feng Yun just rolled his eyes at him and said coldly:”It’s okay. There are still more than a hundred days until the competition. There is not much time, so hurry up and practice, so as not to blame me when you can. bully you.”

As soon as these words came out, Qilin Sheng’s emotions were immediately aroused.

“Treat good intentions as donkey liver and lungs, okay, you play with yours and I will live with mine, and then we will have a good fight.”

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Returning to the human temple, he began to meditate and adjust his breath.

The eternal ruins themselves contain the power of the flesh and blood of the Eternal race.

The human race’s castle is built on the ruins of the Eternals. In fact, this glorious castle is built on the other’s grave.

The endless breath of bone and blood can repair the wounds suffered during sparring, and of course, it can also heal his injuries.

In the blink of an eye, streams of spiritual energy seeped out from the emperor’s square bricks and poured into Feng Yun’s pores, nourishing the body and repairing the pain in the soul.

Among them, Feng Erosion suffered the most serious injuries, because he did not have a container that fit him, and most of the impact he received stayed on his soul.

Emperor Chenfeng stood alone on the spiritual platform, looking at the giant dragon entrenched in front of the mountain and behind the mountain, and he also expressed his opinion

“If only there was a way to twist two different soul bodies together, like that twine.”

Feng Erosion breathed out the dragon’s breath and said with a not-so-good attitude:”You humans can only dream. How could there be such a method in the world? Even if there were, who would willingly place their souls on the souls of others.”

It is simply a foolish dream, and it is even more impossible to realize.

But it can be realized through the method of devouring. To put it simply, it is to devour the soul with the soul, but the price is to annihilate the other party’s soul mark, which is the remaining Fragments of memory are barbarically deprived and obtained.

However, the path of cultivation is just like Feng Yun building the human palace brick by brick thirty years ago.

Not only must the foundation be laid, but also materials that can be accumulated must be searched for and repeated If you are eager to achieve success and are careless, then the slightest mistake will make a difference of thousands of miles. The human temple is tens of millions of feet high, reaching straight to the sky. If the foundation is not strong, it will deviate. For one thing, Feng Yun can gradually correct it through subsequent repairs.

But once the foundation of practice is skewed, who can correct it.

The impurities in the spiritual body are the most difficult to eliminate.

However, Feng Yun very much agrees with the words of Emperor Chen Feng.

“Even if we can’t do it, someone will.”

This reminds Feng Yun of the leader of the Savage Clan. He has three heads, each controlling each other.

If you guess correctly, those golden eyes can see through the essence of everything in the world, and their purpose is also targeted. Focus on the opponent’s weak point, and then use those blood pupils to deliver a fatal blow.

And those blue pupils represent the rational judgment and emotional judgment of the leader of the southern clan.

It is like dividing his soul into countless paragraphs, dividing the three souls The seven souls all correspond to the corresponding things or people.

But in Feng Yun’s conjecture, there is another possibility, that is, deformed children with three fetuses from one egg.

However, this idea has long been dismissed by Feng Yun Being excluded, and because time allows Feng Yun to gradually interpret the things he has seen but unknown in the long wasted time.

“In the end, it’s all your guess. I don’t think so. I never believe that any one person or a special race can be superior to all races”

“At the beginning of the universe, the Eternal Race that was born eventually went to destruction. The God of Creation, who has never been seen before, has become a stranger hundreds of millions of years ago.”

During the process of healing and replenishing the wounds, Feng Xiu interpreted his inner thoughts like Feng Yun for the first time.

And the thoughts in Feng Xiu’s heart were also close to Feng Yun’s final thoughts.

Different dimensional universes have different levels, They are all progressively replacing each other, and all races living among them are also a process of progressive circulation.

No matter how brilliant a person who stands at the highest point of the universe writes a brilliant stroke, he will eventually be replaced by those who come after him.

The process is still. Yes, the alternating moment is extremely short and sudden.

But in Feng Yun’s mind, there is also a spiritual symbol left by the God of Creation.

“He once said that he wanted to build an independent and perfect universe. Therefore, he also paid the price with his life and devoted all the efforts of the Eternal Clan.”

The words suddenly changed, and Feng Yun asked in a cold and panic tone:”Don’t you realize that there is another meaning in the words of the God of Creation?”

Feng Xiu turned over, and the huge dragon soul body took advantage of the situation and entangled itself on Feng Yun’s sacred tree. He raised his head and asked strangely:”Is it wrong to establish a stable cosmic order?”