The strength of these golden guards is already comparable to the middle-rank Xuanyang Martial God.

At the forefront, there are four golden guards standing proudly, and the strength of these four law guards is even comparable to the upper-level Xuanyang Martial God.

The strongest among them, although far not as powerful as the ancestors of the mountain, but better than the number.

It is estimated that the total of the Xuanyang Martial Gods of the Three Realms is less than a quarter of this place.

In terms of quantity, these golden guards have made up for the gap that there is no such quality expert as the ancestor of the mountain.

"Shen Yan Zhanquan!"

"Taixuan Tianling Slash!"

"Dance of Yantian!"

"Nine Dragon God Seal!"

Han Feng rushed into the guardian of Law, and his powerful tactics blasted out one after another, and the surging power dispersed.

The vast force swept the law guard into it, and soon annihilated the law guard.

A golden rule guard fell, and Han Feng's consumption was gradually increasing.

Now that Han Feng's strength is approaching its heyday, these law guards are completely inadequate. The only real threats to Han Feng are the law guards of the strength of the four upper-level Xuanyang Martial Gods, but they are only a threat.

Half a quarter of an hour later.

This space was golden scattered like stars, and all the law guards were killed by Han Feng.

Han Feng raised his head, looked at the magnificent palace, and stepped in.

The palace was very empty, with only a cloud of gray mist floating in the center in an irregular shape.

From time to time, mysterious power flashed through the gray fog, containing the power of law.

Even through the gray fog, you can still see some scenes of the Martial Dao Continent, the Demon Dao Continent, and the Demon Dao Continent.

When Han Feng wanted to approach, the gray mist suddenly released the power of law, and the shocking Han Feng's body stagnated.

The oppressive feeling like the sky pressure made Han Feng feel suffocated.

"It deserves to be the Heart of the Plane. Even if there is no sense of autonomy, how many people can hold close by relying on the power of the law alone?"

"However, the heart of this face turned out to be like this." Han Feng was very surprised.

Han Feng had thought that the existence of the Plane Heart would be very special, but he didn't expect to be so special, it was just a cloud of gray mist.

Feeling the power of the law contained in the gray mist, Han Feng sighed: "The law contained in it should be the law of the small world."

Xiaopang suddenly said: "So, if you get the Heart of the Plane, you can basically advance to the Divine King."

"The law of the world is of great help in opening up the Dantian world. No matter how lazy, the half-step **** king can completely exist this small world as his own Dantian small world, but this way there is basically no prospect at all. , And the life in this small world will re-enter the cycle because of this."

Han Feng heard the words and said lightly: "So I won't act on this heart of the face, and I won't take the heart of the plane out for others to refine, even if it is the ancient **** of Lu Zheng."

Seeing the Heart of the Plane and satisfying his curiosity, Han Feng was about to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, Han Feng paused and suddenly remembered the blood of the emperor he had obtained before.

This Mianxin is related to the Divine Emperor. I wonder if the essence of this Divine Emperor can help this Mianxin and the small world?

Han Feng did not intend to refine and absorb the blood of the emperor himself. After all, the blood of the emperor contained the inheritance of the emperor, including the emperor's understanding of the world and immortality.

Han Feng didn't want to inherit that divine emperor's understanding of immortality, which caused his future understanding of immortality to be impure and difficult to advance.

Anyone who is a little ambitious and targets not only the geniuses of the first-level **** emperor, will not absorb the essence of such a **** emperor.

But Han Feng also understood that some ancient gods and kings who were not very ambitious, or had a dead end, needed the essence of the king. For these people, this drop of the emperor's blood is a priceless treasure, even if it is bankruptcy, it will fight for it.

Therefore, Han Feng also hesitated whether to send the blood of the emperor to the heart of the plane, anyway, even if he didn't use the blood of the emperor, he could still exchange the blood of the emperor for some good treasures.

After hesitating for a long time, Han Feng gritted his teeth and decided to pass the blood of the Emperor God to the Heart of the Plane.

Only when the heart of the plane is strong can the heavenly path of this small world be strong, the law can be strong, and the warrior can go further.

The current martial arts continent has been unable to give birth to masters of the ancient martial arts realm, although it is related to the loss of powerful ancient god-level techniques, and more, it is still limited by the small world.

Han Feng hopes that his relatives in this life can go further, so that they can live longer.

Taking out the essence and blood of the emperor, a magnificent momentum spread out, and the heavenly space rumbling.

I don't know if it is an illusion, Han Feng always feels that Heavenly Dao Space is delighted, welcoming this drop of the emperor's blood in his hands.

Shaking his head, he drove the illusion out of his mind, Han Feng threw it away, and the blood of the emperor instantly shot towards the heart of the plane.

An amazing scene appeared.

After the blood of the **** emperor flew into the heart of the plane, the gray mist suddenly shrank and condensed, and the next moment it suddenly rose.

The power of heaven and earth overflowed like a tornado and a storm, and shot out.

Rumble!

The heavenly space shook violently at this moment, and endless cracks appeared in the white and misty space. The scene was terrifying, like the end of the world.

Han Feng was taken aback. He never expected that the Heart of the Plane would receive the blood of the Emperor, which would cause such a change.

"This..." Han Feng was worried, the heart of the plane couldn't bear the energy of the blood of the emperor, it was about to burst.

In this case, doesn't the small world of martial arts want...

Han Feng's face gradually became hard to look.

"Hey, don't worry, I think the benefit of this face is great." Xiaopang suddenly said with a smile.

"Really!?" Han Feng believed Xiaopang so much, he was relieved immediately after hearing this.

The eyes stared at the heart of the plane like a torch.

Han Feng clearly felt that the Heart of the Plane had undergone a very obvious change from before, with a stronger power and a more concentrated gray fog.

The laws that flashed from time to time in the gray mist became even more unfathomable.

What's more obvious is that this face's heart seems to have suddenly become more angry, as if it is no longer as rigid as before.

Then, Han Feng's pupils dilated, and two squinted eyes appeared in the center of the gray mist.

The eyes in the gray mist opened slowly, the purest color in the world.

But these eyes fell on Han Feng~lightnovelpub.net~ but they showed a touch of kindness and dependence.

"In the small world of the **** emperor, the way of heaven is the **** emperor. After the **** emperor falls, the remaining thoughts of the **** emperor will be transformed into the heart of the plane, dominating the operation of the small world, forming the way of heaven of the small world."

"And in the small world that dominates, the heart of the plane will also produce spiritual wisdom, which can absorb the power generated by the small world's sentient beings and practice, increase strength, and ultimately completely replace the fallen master and become the true master of the small world."

"It can be said that the heart that rules the small world plane to the end of cultivation is almost the rebirth of the ruler. After all, it inherits everything that the fallen ruler has."

"And now the plane heart of the small world of martial arts has obviously absorbed the essence and blood of the emperor and has undergone transformation, forming a situation similar to that of the heart that dominates the small world... the plane of the heart can continue to grow and eventually become a generation of gods. Emperor." Xiaopang explained to Han Feng who was in shock.

And Han Feng is almost stupid. Han Feng expected that Heart of the Plane would get some benefits, but he really didn't expect it to be so good.

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