100,000 Years of Body Refining

Qin Feng knew the most about Gutian Road, so his goal was clearer, and he galloped forward, as if locked in something, and went straight.

Of course, if there is an opportunity on the way, or if the pangolin tribe provides useful information, it will naturally not give up. After all, there are still people who need to prove.

Along the way, they went to several places of opportunity, but the chances were not great. Although there were some gains, no one proved the truth.

"Qin Feng."

Suddenly, the pangolin patriarch stopped and shouted to Qin Feng.

"What did you find?"

Qin Feng stopped and asked.

Every time the pangolins call him, it must be something they have discovered, or where they have discovered an opportunity, or where they have preached, or the situation of their companions.

But this is not the news.

Just listen to the pangolin patriarch's condensed voice: "My people are approaching me."

"What do you mean?" Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and the pangolins were scattered around, radiating the entire Gutian Road. Why did they suddenly approach? Did they encounter something?

"My tribe and I always have perceptions. Many tribesmen cover Gutian Road. In my perception, the distance is getting bigger and bigger, and they are constantly being pulled apart."

The pangolin patriarch Shen Ning said: "But just now, I felt that the distance between the tribe and me was approaching. I thought that the tribe had changed the direction, so I didn't care too much. But now, in my perception, all the tribes are close to me. My distance no longer opened up, but gradually narrowed."

One tribe may be an accident, but all tribes are like this, it is by no means an accident.

And just now, he also used the secret method unique to the pangolin clan to inquire that all the clan members proceeded according to the first plan and did not change their direction.

Even with the Blood Sword God and them looking for opportunities, the trajectory is a little off, but the general direction is definitely not wrong. They want to cover the entire ancient sky road, how can it be converged.

Everyone frowned slightly when they heard the words, thinking about what kind of information the pangolin patriarch said.

Some thoughts flashed between Qin Feng's eyebrows, but he quickly unfolded, and instead of dignified, some joy gradually emerged.

He remembered that Ye God once said to him that Gutian Road is a world, like stars, no matter where you land from the entrance of the ancient road, you can choose a direction at will, and you will walk down to the greatest opportunity.

You don’t need to deliberately choose a direction, you can go there no matter where you go.

This means that Gutian Road is a star-like world, no matter how scattered the heavens and thousands of races, even if they run in opposite directions, as long as you choose a direction to go, it is destined to converge.

It is not surprising that the pangolin patriarch has discovered this at this moment, and it means that the pangolin has crossed most of the ancient road and is covering the other half.

The most important thing is that this means that at this moment they are not far away from what the night **** calls the greatest opportunity.

But what really delighted Qin Feng was not to find the greatest opportunity, but the Ye God told him: "There, there is what Master wants."

What does he want?

Zen Dao Tianzun?

Yes, but definitely not the most. He walked out of Qingxuan, descended into the Desolate Ancient, and came to the Ninth Heaven of Silence. What he wanted most was to find the answer.

Today, there is Chu Yuner.

This is what he wants most.

He believed that what Ye God meant was by no means as simple as proving Dao. Perhaps, he was about to find an answer to his own secrets, and even Chu Yuner.

"Don't worry, Gutian Road is originally a road. Since it is a road, the final destination is the same, so keep going." Qin Feng said casually, without explaining anything in detail, and hurried forward.

This time, his speed was even faster, as if a series of changhongs were to run through the entire space, making Zhu Qiang quite surprised. Seeing Qin Feng's appearance, he seemed to be anxious to go somewhere.

Where will it be?

Although everyone was curious, they didn't ask anything, and followed all the way.

I don’t know how long it took, Qin Feng’s perception suddenly showed a sense of desolation. As he continued to gallop, the sense of desolation became more and more intense, as if he had come to a prehistoric world, the world has not opened, the chaos is still there, and there is no sign of life .

Soon, Qin Feng stopped, and a vast and endless wasteland appeared in his sight, lonely and desolate, without any vitality.

The oncoming breath seems to take away the vitality of people, allowing people to stay here for a long time, merge with this wasteland, and return to death.

"What a terrible breath."

The Immaculate Lord, standing on the edge of the wasteland, the faint wind blowing in, with the incomparable sense of desolation and death, it is heart palpitating.

Just being on this fringe is enough to make people palpitate, it is hard to imagine, this wasteland is horrible, and there must be a great crisis in it.

"Stay vigilant." Qin Feng reminded that even if it is not the final place mentioned by the night god, it is definitely not far away. The greatest opportunity inevitably accompanies the greatest danger, so you can't be careless.

Everyone cautiously stepped into the wasteland.

There was no crisis along the way, but as it continued to deepen, the meaning of desolation and death became stronger and stronger, and it could gradually affect people's minds.

Qin Feng and the others are a little better, but they seem to be struggling to wait for the peak without time.

"Om."

Suddenly, the oncoming breath changed. It was not only desolate and silent, but also contained an indescribable Taoism, which surged like Taoism and shocked everyone.

"It's so powerful, the chance here is definitely not small." The Xue Clan patriarch said, there was obviously a flicker of chill in those snow-white eyes.

As the people continued to move forward, the prestige became stronger and stronger, and even more and more, as if there were more than one Dao intent left here, all kinds of prestige filled the world, like a gathering of waves, unknown from the front. Where, slapped.

Innocent Holy Master and other peaks felt more and more strenuous, and in the end, it was Qin Feng that released the Taoist weapon, and the vast and majestic fighting intent surging forward, vaguely as if it had condensed into the Taoist domain and enveloped everyone, which made them feel much better.

Finally, a figure appeared in their sight.

And it's fairly familiar.

Amazingly, it was the person who practiced Shenzong Xiaoxiao.

The aura of King Lian Xiao was still a bit unstable, apparently injured by Bai Murong and the others before, and he hadn't fully recovered yet.

Although in that battle, Bai Murong and the others focused on fighting for chance and didn't chase them all the way to the end. Therefore, King Lian Xiao was not absolutely severely injured, but the injuries were still not light.

After leaving the Temple of War, he straightened forward while healed and recovered with all his strength.

He didn't stay, even if chances appeared, as long as there was a pseudo-respect, he directly ignored it, because he knew that in the state at that time, there was no possibility of contention.

He didn't stop, and went all the way forward, trying to find a place first when other strong players were fighting for the opportunity, so he went ahead.

"It's you."

King Lian Xiao was staring ahead, sensing the arrival of Qin Feng and the others, turned around to look at Qin Feng and the others, his eyes fell on the sharp spear in Qin Feng's hand, and he trembled slightly.

Of course he can feel the power of Tao Qi.

It seems that the place of opportunity was finally obtained by this pedestrian, but it was a pity that he had not been able to prove the Dao Tianzun.

Thinking like this, King Lian Xiao didn't have much enthusiasm.

If Qin Feng and the others had a heavenly person, he would definitely do anything to form an alliance, or even cling to it. After all, the opportunities ahead were indeed tempting.

However, there is a **** here, and there is more than one, how can they fight?