Time flies, and it is like a flash of white horses passing by, but the roaring sea tide of Gulang Cliff has never really subsided.

Two years passed, Chen Feng, who was locked on the cliff through the pipa bones, had his breath no longer as sharp and restless as before. Although his whole body was broken, he brought a sense of calmness and heaviness.

In two years, Chen Feng's ** experiences some strange changes and various strange phenomena occur.

Although Chen Feng's broken and dead spirit on the surface was full of life, exuding a breath of withering and quietness, there were spiritual glows inside, sometimes like the galaxy in the sky, with fog lingering without fixed conditions, sometimes like the stars withering and quietness turned into nothingness, and the prosperity and decline of the tripod continued.

It was high at noon and the sea of ​​dragon breath calmed down temporarily. Zhao Qiaodie, who was on the pink lotus platform, had already stood up and flew to Chen Feng who was locked on the ancient lane, took out the kettle and printed it on his dry and cracked lips.

"Are you okay?"

Feeling Chen Feng's weak breath of life, it was hard for Zhao Qiaodie to imagine that such an early stage monk in Tongxuan who seemed to be annihilated at any time could withstand the tide of the sea for two years.

Because of absorbing the power of the sun, the sea water in the ancient waves became red, like viscous magma.

“It’s so good.”

Chen Feng's voice was hoarse, as if there was a handful of sand in his throat.

"Looking at your physical body, it seems to be getting more and more broken. How can I persist for a longer time? I still have some elixirs and spirit stones here..." Zhao Qiaodie took out several small medicine bottles and an intermediate spirit stone from the storage bag, and seemed to be unable to bear to see Chen Feng's miserable appearance.

"Just that little thing about you. Forget it, stay away from it." A smile full of energy suddenly appeared in Chen Feng's dead body.

Just after Zhao Qiaodie retreated for a while, the soft crystal-like light actually overflowed from Chen Feng's broken cracks, and gradually gathered a brilliant figure in the air of the Gulanghai Cliff.

"you……"

Although he couldn't bear to see Chen Feng being destroyed by the Dragon Aquarius Tide, the abnormal situation still made Zhao Qiaodie a little panicked.

At this time, Zhao Qiaodie even recalled the situation where Chen Feng was so fierce that he killed Pang Zhe two years ago.

"Hehe~~~ I want to lock me with these broken chains, that's a dream. But I still have to thank you for the training of Gulang Cliff in the past two years." Before Zhao Qiaodie could come back to her senses, her brilliant figure grabbed the shorts that were still locked in Gulang Cliff and were still locked in Gulang Cliff, with a broken body.

"puff……"

After the shorts were pulled off, the broken body quickly turned into ashes, and a cloud of misty smoke suddenly emerged.

The first time he saw Chen Feng's appearance clearly, Zhao Qiaodie felt a vibrant and surging breath in his body.

The star texture of the body of the sky has changed even more. At each node, under the extremely vigorous and vital nourishment, small Buddha patterns appeared.

The Buddha's pattern is natural and evolved completely through the body of heaven, crystal clear, ancient and natural. There is a faint Zen rhyme that penetrates the body.

During the two years, not only Chen Feng's flesh shell has undergone transformation, but his spiritual consciousness has also been sublimated.

Because he closed the relationship between the sea of ​​consciousness early on, Chen Feng's soul and body merged. Although he did not get the appropriate method of cultivation of domineering intentions, his spiritual consciousness still broke through the shackles and became more profound and concise.

With the stars of the body supporting the sky, the Buddha's texture disappeared. Chen Feng, wearing shorts made of silk, was wearing the essence of life in his body, rumbled and flowed like a tide, and the lights of the stars overflowed from the surface of his body.

Zhao Qiaodie could even clearly hear that Chen Feng's essence was like a tsunami rushing, and a powerful energy of life flowed in his body, constantly eroding his flesh and blood body.

"How did you get out..."

Seeing the overflowing light of Chen Feng, constantly changing, sometimes like the bright moon and sometimes like the hot sun, Zhao Qiaodie seemed extremely nervous.

Chen Feng just smiled, spit out the storage bag, took a black robe embroidered with blood-colored ginseng and put it on his body, and did not give Zhao Qiaodie a reply.

Just as Chen Feng was about to leave, a faint figure had already appeared from not far away, and the wooden puppet appeared and blocked his way.

"Little baby, you're here quite quickly."

Facing Su Yueer's faintly exuding pressure, Chen Feng not only did not look shocked, but instead grinned and smiled.

"I didn't expect you to use the changes in your breath to get rid of the lock body of the sinking Xuan Crystal. I really underestimated you before." The wooden puppet looked a little solemn.

"There are many things that you don't know about me. Changing your breath is simply a little bit." While Chen Feng took out the small black knife, the aura emitted from his body changed again and began to surge.

“Woo~~~”

Chen Feng's aura not only shows a trend of transformation in the middle stage of feathering like a wooden puppet, but even the intention of returning to the source is difficult to separate from the wooden puppet.

Some Zhao Qiaodie, who could not bear the pressure of the two, began to retreat to the distance with difficulty.

Feeling his own intention of returning to the source, he was vaguely pulled by the small black knife in Chen Feng's hand. The wooden puppet's eyes shone with its brilliance and shouted angrily: "What do you want to do?"

"I just want to tell you that I have a bad temper. If I get impulsive, I will be afraid of myself." Chen Feng looked evil, as if he would do something that Su Yueer regrets at any time.

"Hehe~~~ It seems that you should have gained a lot of benefits in Gulangya in the past two years, which is good..." Faced with Chen Feng's crazy gaze, the wooden puppet suddenly smiled.

"That's natural, but if I keep staying at Gulang Cliff, I can't stand it." Chen Feng's eyes were filled with vigilance, and he was still scared of the gushing of the Dragon Breath Sea Tide in the past two years.

During the two years, in order to continuously provide nutrients to the ** and maintain the destruction of being destroyed by the terrible Dragon Breath Sea Tide, Chen Feng not only consumed all the remaining tears of the heavens, but also used one of the two pure power spirit beads obtained in Gu Yuan.

"It seems that the trauma you have left by Yan Tong in the past has been completely healed." The wooden puppet restrained his might and said with a smile.

"I want to see the tribe members."

Chen Feng's breathing gradually grew longer, and his essence became much more stable.

"They were all arranged by our palace in Lin Yunfeng. There is nothing to do for the time being. Are you really going?" The wooden puppet smiled with a reservation.

Hearing Su Yue'er's words, Chen Feng narrowed his eyes: "Although I promised to stay in Wangtianhai Pavilion for the time being, I didn't sell my life to you, and I had no choice but to be restricted from freedom."

"Did you hear any news? If you escaped from Gulang Cliff to cause trouble, I will definitely make you regret it." Later, the wooden puppet glanced at Zhao Qiaodie.

Seeing that Zhao Qiaodie was worried about doing something wrong in her eyes, Su Yue'er even confirmed her guess.

"I do whatever I want, and you don't need to worry about it. You'd better be a little mentally prepared. I'm going to leave the broken place of Wangtianhai Pavilion." Chen Feng took out the Piaoyun Tent and was about to get into it and fly away.

"Since I don't want to stay in Wangtianhai Pavilion, I will arrange for you two fellow travelers to Qingpingzhou together." The wooden puppet threw Chen Feng a mask.

"I didn't agree to enter Haotian Sword Tomb. I didn't share the benefits with others and make wedding dresses for others. If you want to use me, you should save money." I wonder if it was because of a bad mood, Chen Feng's tone seemed extremely tough.

"Chen Feng, you'd better not toast and not eat the punishment. Don't think that if you get rid of the lock of the sinking Xuan Jing, I can't control you." The wooden puppet shouted with a calm face.

"Since you have been watching it clearly, you can't become my friend." Chen Feng's lips curled up. A sneer appeared slightly on his face, and he had already put on his mask and drilled into the piaoyun tent.

Seeing the white cloud tent floating away from the Gulang Sea and flying towards the center of the Wangtian Islands, the wooden puppet then looked fierce and suddenly turned to Zhao Qiaodie and asked, "Why should I tell him about the battle on the rooftop?"

"I didn't expect~~~ he could get out of the locks of Gulanghai Cliff..." The beautiful girl stammered, as if she knew that she had trouble because of her excessive talk.

The wooden puppet jumped onto the pink lotus platform and pinched a treasure trove. The lotus platform was already carrying Zhao Qiaodie, chasing the Piaoyun Tent.

"What strange things did that guy do in the past two years?" In a vaguely, Su Yueer felt different from the past about Chen Feng who had left.

"The spiritual power released by his left wrist seems to be endless, but I don't know why..." Zhao Qiaodie was quite honest and told the wooden puppet what she knew.

When Su Yueer thought of Ruan Yun and the others, she was already on the ancient fighting platform, so she felt a little worried and wanted to stop Chen Feng from meeting those people.

However, feeling that Chen Feng, who had left Gulang Cliff, was in unusual danger, Su Yueer hesitated for a while but still did not take action.

"Little thing, this time I cheer up my spirits and stare at the Chen family. I must not relax. I will find an opportunity to give Wangtianhai Pavilion a heavy blow." Chen Feng secretly faced the small hair fairway in the deserted pearl and the mysterious stone chamber.

“Woo~~~”

Regarding Chen Feng's erotic viciousness, Xiao Maoqiu was weak and trembling, and seemed very timid and afraid of things.

"Damn, even if I lose money, I must make that old monster look good this time. I want to threaten me and wait for the next life." Chen Feng looked crazy.

With the help of the Piaoyun Tent, Chen Feng flew for two hours before he arrived at the center of the Wangtian Islands.

Seeing a magnificent ancient fighting arena standing on the slightly gentle sea surface, Chen Feng had already driven the Piaoyun Tent to fall from the sky.

"Swoosh~~~"

Chen Feng, who rushed out of the Piaoyun Tent, suddenly gained weight and accelerated to fall into the square with lightning speed.

"Boom~~~"

Before most people could come to their senses, Chen Feng's body that fell to the ground had already caused a turmoil in the ancient arena, as if a huge peak had hit the ground.

"Hehe~~~ It seems that I'm here in time, and the battle rooftop seems to have just begun." Chen Feng looked evil and looked at the Bailian Palace Master who was jumping to the side.

As the lord of Bailian Palace, the first palace of the Twelve Heavenly Palace, he looks like he is in his twenties, wearing a black suit and a felt scarf on his head, and he is charming and has a bit of a bookish spirit.

"After being punished for two years, have you finally come out of Gulang Cliff?"

Feeling Chen Feng's seemingly gaze inadvertently, Ruan Yun, wearing a black robe embroidered with a blood-colored longevity ginseng, couldn't help but smile on her delicate face.

"That thug seems to be causing trouble. It seems that you should be careful." Huang Wenji's eyes were filled with evil spirits waiting for an opportunity.

"Did you come down like this? It seems a bit unusual. What is he thinking? Has he been locked in Gulang Cliff for two years? Has this guy not learned his lesson yet?" The mushroom-headed girl Wu Mofei seemed to be extremely repulsive of Chen Feng's evil deeds.

"Wangtianhai Pavilion is a super sect, you won't be messing around here..."

Jiang Tianlang, who was originally planning to challenge the Lord of Wangdan Palace, couldn't help but be cautious when he saw Chen Feng appear.

"Who are you and what are you going to do?"

Just as many sects of Wangtianhai Pavilion were buzzing and talking, each with their own thoughts, the handsome Bailian Palace Master noticed Chen Feng's dangerous aura, and shouted in a low voice.

"I want to fight in the Heavenly Palace, but it's a pity that you are just a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi Refining. You are not on the same level as me." Chen Feng took out the green bamboo waist tag he had obtained from Lin Yunfeng before and shook it, taking off his mask and grinning with a big mouth, which made people feel heartbroken.

"It seems that you are the errand disciple who made trouble in Lin Yunfeng two years ago. Do you want to disturb the battle rooftop again now?" The young man in ink clothes looked a little serious.

"I really don't know how to live or die. Wang Tianhai Pavilion can't tolerate crazy people like you..." Before the Bailian Palace Master could do anything, the old man in the ninth level of Qi Refining who had just confronted him had already looked cold and shining.

The old man in the ninth level of Qi Refining was right. The ancient dou platform seemed like a large arena. Not to mention the dense disciples of Wangtianhai Pavilion on the stands, there were many strong people in the life and death realm in the sect.

"Young man, are you very unwilling to accept it? I will give you a chance to prove yourself now. Do you dare to go?" Chen Feng walked lazily towards the old man in the ninth level of Qi Refining. His arms clanged not only gave people a sense of evil, but also like a ghost.

Feeling the danger coming to his face, although there was anxiety hidden in the eyes of the old man in the ninth level of Qi Refining, he did not retreat in front of many disciples of Wangtianhai Pavilion.

"The wind sways!"
To be continued...