When Feng Luo heard this, his face suddenly became frightened and he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "Mr. God Ancestor, if it weren't for your arrival today, our Wudao would definitely not escape the fate of destruction. You must not break us. Our entire clan has dedicated you devoutly for ten thousand years. I hope you can continue to bless us."

Yang Feng said with a cold face: "If they hadn't bumped into each other today, I would definitely not have taken action. Don't be grateful to me. You are the patriarch, and I am your god ancestor. You should know it with all your heart. Don't think about it, I will block the disaster in front of you."

Hearing Yang Feng's words, Feng Luo's body trembled, first showing a little fearful expression, and then smiled helplessly: "Senior, it doesn't matter who you are. As long as you promise to continue to stay as the God Ancestor and help us through this crisis, we are willing to use the power of the entire race to fully worship all the resources you need."

"You talk first, who is the God Ancestor you talk about?"

Yang Feng's face changed a little, but he did not answer immediately, but instead asked about the God Ancestor.

Feng Luo was stunned when he heard this, and then carefully explained: "The divine ancestor we worship is an ancestor of our clan who practiced to become an immortal hundreds of thousands of years ago. He has protected us from generation to generation and allowed us to take root here."

"In other words, the alien races who violated you today also have their own gods worshipped? Could the white light covering their bodies be related to the blessings provided by their gods?"

Yang Feng heard the other person's words, thought for a while, and asked again.

"That's right, but the ancestor of their cold clan is just a ground immortal who just cultivated into the great road more than 100,000 years ago. His strength is only the last level among the many god ancestors I know, and he was even defeated by our Wudao God Ancestor." Feng Luo said hatefully.

"What is the earth immortal?" Yang Feng raised his eyebrows.

"You don't know the Earth Immortal...Did you say that you just ascended from the lower realm?"

This time, it was Feng Luo's turn to be a little surprised.

Yang Feng did not answer, but looked straight at the other person with a calm expression.

Feng Luo didn't say anything more, but instead explained: "The so-called earth immortal is an immortal who practices by protecting one area and absorbing the power of faith from the sheltered believers. Generally speaking, the larger the sheltered area, the more people who believe in worship, the faster the cultivation speed and the stronger the supernatural powers will be."

"Tell me about the situation of this cold clan."

Yang Feng nodded thoughtfully and asked with a change of tone.

Although he had a great interest in the matter of the God Ancestor Land Immortal, he did not intend to dig into the bottom of the matter at this moment.

"Sir, the Cold Clan, like this, is a small tribe in the sea on the edge of the Black Sea. The island it is located is close to our Wu Island. For many issues such as resources, it has always had many conflicts with our tribe. During its heyday, it naturally did not dare to make rash decisions. Now, seeing that the god ancestor of this tribe is lying in his long time, he has become coveted." Feng Luo replied respectfully.

After hearing this, Yang Feng did not rush to speak again this time, but fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, Feng Luo naturally didn't dare to say anything, but just stood beside him with his head down.

"What is the distance between the Black Sea in your mouth and the Immortal Realm?"

After a while, Yang Feng asked again.

"This... As far as I know, the Black Sea belongs to the jurisdiction of the Immortal Realm, but it is only a projectile in a remote area. By the way, this is part of the Black Sea map for reference by the seniors."

Feng Luo hesitated for a moment, took out a white round bead the size of a walnut and handed it to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng reached out to take the round bead, his eyes closed slightly, and his spiritual sense moved and he threw it into the round bead.

After a while, his eyes slowly opened, and a little complexity flashed in his eyes. After pondering for a long time, he spoke: "It's okay to want me to protect you Wudao, but there are some things that need to be said in advance."

"Senior, but it's okay."

Feng Luo was happy when he heard this and said hurriedly.

"You are right before. I have arrived at the fairy world just today and have not been guided by Feixiantai. If you have any concerns about this, I will not care about it. Just pretend that there is nothing wrong with it." Yang Feng said frankly without hiding it.

"How dare you! Seniors can tell the truth, I am very grateful." Feng Luo waved his hand and said.

"Since that's the case, to stabilize the hearts of the people of the tribe, you should call me the ancestor of God in front of others in the future. But in private, you can just call me Senior Liu. If the Cold tribe dares to attack again, I will take action. Don't forget the offering you promised to do so."

When Yang Feng heard this, he said calmly.

Feng Luo was immediately overjoyed when he heard this and said repeatedly: "That is nature, that is nature..."

"Okay, arrange a quiet residence for me, I need to rest for some time." Yang Feng nodded and said.

"Senior, please follow me."

After Feng Luo said that, he immediately took Yang Feng through the inner hall of the Shenzu Pavilion and walked towards the backyard.

After leaving the backyard, the two of them walked through a bamboo forest filled with purple mist and arrived in front of a small courtyard with white walls and black tiles.

"This courtyard is the place where I went to retreat during my previous bottleneck period of my cultivation. No one else will come to disturb me. Senior, you can live here with peace of mind." Feng Luo said.

Yang Feng looked at the courtyard in front of him, nodded, and walked into the courtyard first.

...

About half a day later.

In a deep blue sea tens of thousands of miles away from Wudao, there is a white island hundreds of feet high.

Its area is the same as that of Wu Island, but the island is very narrow and long, looking like a slender willow leaf. The island has sparse vegetation, and there are exposed gray and white rocks everywhere on the surface, reflecting the light of the sun.

Above the island, white dome buildings are distributed in a sparse and dense manner according to the island’s rays. The more you go up to the top of the mountain, the fewer the number of buildings and the more sparse the distribution.

When we reached the highest point on the island, there was almost no building distribution, only a fusiform square built along the ridge.

On the ground of the square, arc or ring patterns are engraved everywhere, connected to each other, forming a very exquisite and dense pattern array.

At the center of the magic circle, there was a gray-white statue about ten feet high. It was burly. It was wearing an armor carved with exquisite patterns and a layer of hollow surface armor on its face. Two curved fangs extended from both sides of the surface armor, and a slightly curly long hair draped behind it, looking extremely handsome.

At this moment, around the statue, there was a circle of Blue Crystal people kneeling on the ground, all of them drooped their heads, crossed their hands and hugged their shoulders, chanting silently in their mouths, performing some kind of ritual.

A moment later, two blue lights suddenly appeared under the gray-white statue's face armor, and then a "buzzing" sound came from it: "How is the matter done... Huh, why don't you see Ha Tu?"

An elder with a bloated body stepped forward with a sad face and bowed and said, "Report to the Lord God Ancestor, before..."

After a while, he raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead, saying, "This is roughly what happened. The leader of the Hatu tribe and several elders have all died in battle. Lord God Ancestor, you have to make the decision for us."

After a silence, a "buzzing" sound came from the gray and white statue again:

"You said that Feng Meng's true body has arrived... This is absolutely impossible! If he had really recovered from his serious injury ten thousand years ago, with his temperament, he would never let you escape. Moreover, according to your description, that man had not even released his guardian power."

"Sir God Ancestor, since that's the case, do we need to reorganize our strength and attack Wudao?" the elder asked carefully.

"No need. Although that person is not Fengmeng, he is naturally not an ordinary person to be able to easily kill Hatu and others. If you attack again, wouldn't it be a death sentence? Let's retreat first, I have my own arrangements for what happened next."

Blue light flashed above the statue, and the "buzzing" voice came again.

"Affect the order."

The bloated elder immediately bowed respectfully and took the tribes back. After he walked away, another sound suddenly sounded on the statue, saying, "Hehe... Since you are also eyeing the fat piece of Wudao, you want to get a piece of the pie, you will naturally have to put in some effort. However, that thing can only belong to me. After all, whether my next step of advancement can be successful is all based on this thing..."

As the sound gradually faded in the air, the two blue light balls on the statue gradually disappeared.

Inside the Sihe Courtyard.

Yang Feng bounced his hands and green lights flew out, but a green array flag fell around the courtyard and flashed. Then a layer of light green light curtain appeared loomingly, covering the entire courtyard.

After doing all this, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

As time goes by, the sky becomes darker and stars appear in the night.

Yang Feng opened his eyes, looked up at the starry sky, then took out a pill and took it, took a deep breath, and the small Beidou Star Yuan exercise technique in his body began to operate, and seven blue star patterns appeared on his chest and abdomen.

As the power of starlight gathered in the night sky, seven starlight pillars formed to fall from the sky and penetrated into his body, causing his pale face to slowly recover.

One night passed by.

In the early morning, Yang Feng opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, not only did the fatigue in the body be wiped out, but the damage caused when passing through the interface has been completely restored.

After moving his body, he turned around and walked towards a side room in the courtyard. Soon, he stood in the room.

The space here is not big, just seven or eight feet tall. Apart from a green bamboo cabinet on both sides and a few sandalwood tables and chairs, there is only a futon in the center. However, everything is clean and tidy and looks spotless.

Yang Feng sat down cross-legged on the cushion, took out a jade box with his hands, and opened it, and there was a yellow walnut inside.

The patterns on the walnuts faintly form a human face, emitting amazing fluctuations of earth-attributed spiritual energy, which is the fruit from the weird walnut tree I got in that mysterious bubble.

He didn't check it carefully because of the haste before, but now he has the time to think about it carefully.

He immediately released his spiritual sense, penetrated into the walnut, and began to investigate carefully.

As a result, this look shocked him.

The earth-attributed spiritual energy contained in it has reached a terrifying level, but it has been compressed to the extreme and wrapped in the entire fruit.

Due to the Hongjun Pagoda, Yang Feng has a lot of experience in identifying various spiritual herbs, especially in judging the age of medicine.

Although he did not recognize this walnut, he would have to be at least over 100,000 years old to make the spiritual energy contained in it reach such a level.

However, this alone seems not enough to make two true immortal-level monsters compete in this way.

Yang Feng thought so in his heart, and his spiritual sense continued to carefully investigate inch by inch inside the walnut.

"Huh!"

After he searched for more than ten times, he finally found something strange.

The extremely thick earth-attribute spiritual energy inside the walnut seems to be chaotic and disorderly, like waves that are undulating, but there is a certain pattern vaguely.
Chapter completed!