The former owner of the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint was truly a powerful person with a powerful and powerful figure among all the sects in the universe, and he was knowledgeable and knowledgeable.

Zhao Feng already had some intuition that there must be some connection between the Holy Qin Palace and the Tiansheng Qin inheritance that day.

"However, that was a memory from ten thousand years ago, and the current situation cannot be estimated."

The Purple Saint Remnant Spirit added.

"Senior, can you teleport me to an area slightly closer to Tianshengqin Palace?"

Zhao Feng pleaded.

When he left the Purple Saint Ruins, he first wanted to escape for his life, and secondly, he also wanted to go to the outside world to determine the whereabouts of Liu Qinxin.

"The Tiansheng Qin Palace is too far away from here, so I can only try to send you as far away as possible."

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint said bitterly.

Next day or two.

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint began to prepare for teleportation, and needed to use the crystal resources in the Purple Saint ruins to reduce its own consumption.

Two days later.

Preparations for transmission are ready.

"Zhao Feng, my remnant spirit's will is getting thinner and thinner, so I can only reluctantly send you to the border of the 'Tianlu Islands Domain' first."

The Purple Saint Remnant Spirit said slightly apologetically.

Zhao Feng was somewhat surprised.

During the last teleportation, the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint was able to send him to the Qinghua Domain, which is adjacent to the "Ancient Qingdao Domain".

And this time the transmission.

After several years, the will of the remaining spirit of the Purple Saint was further depleted, and it was even impossible to send Zhao Feng outside the Tianlu Islands...

"Thank you, senior."

Even so, Zhao Feng felt satisfied.

Before leaving.

"Brother Zhao Feng, why did you go to look for the inheritance of the Holy Qin that day? When can you return?"

The corners of Zhao Yufei's eyes were red and she was reluctant to leave.

Zhao Feng did not hide anything and simply explained the reason for looking for "Liu Qinxin".

"Liu Qinxin? Looking for your... fiancée?"

Zhao Yufei stood there, stunned for a moment, as if she suddenly learned some bad news.

Buzz

An amethyst dreamy door emerged on the third floor of the palace.

"See you later."

Zhao Feng stepped into the amethyst light door in one step.

On the eve of leaving, Zhao Feng noticed that Zhao Yufei was standing there blankly, looking sad and sad, which was very unusual.

That scene made his heart tremble, and he felt an indescribable feeling of regret.

But the moment he stepped into the purple crystal gate, Zhao Feng had disappeared.

"Yu Fei Yu Fei"

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint called out quickly.

On the third floor of the palace, Zhao Yufei stood there for a long time as if lost in despair, with crystal tears finally streaking down her beautiful pale cheeks.

"Why... why?"

Zhao Yufei's voice trembled slightly, hurt and sad.

She touched her heart with her bare hands, her delicate body shaking; that sense of loss and nameless pain came from nowhere.

Although it is not heartbreaking, it is so long and endless, just like the rain washing the bluestone in front of the door, going through spring and autumn, and settling in the years.

Count it up.

It has been six or seven years since Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei left the Zhao clan in Yuyang City.

"Yufei, please be patient. According to my judgment, Zhao Feng's fiancée Qin Xin is 90% buried in the inheritance."

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint advised.

Zhao Yufei's sobbing voice paused for a moment.

If you think about it carefully, according to the general rule, Liu Qinxin is probably unlucky if there is no news for so long.

Even the Six Wizards and Wise Men have had bad fortunes and bad fortunes.

"Zhao Feng is looking for that Liu Qinxin, probably because he wants to fulfill his destiny and not to leave any guilt in his heart. The vague friendship you have with him as a close friend, but you haven't pierced the layer of paper, is not comparable to that of Liu Qinxin.

The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint smiled and continued to comfort him.

The tears on Zhao Yufei's cheeks remained, and the sadness and pain were somewhat relieved.

"It would be great if Liu Qinxin was dead..."

Zhao Yufei had a thought in her heart that even made her feel ashamed and uneasy.

at the same time.

The edge of Tianlu Islands territory.

As soon as you enter your eyes, you will see a vast and boundless space, filled with a gray sea of ​​fog, which is empty and mysterious.

"Is this the void sea?"

Zhao Feng looked around and couldn't see the end.

The Void Sea is the space outside the island, and its material level is different from that of the land.

Living in the void sea, Zhao Feng felt as if his body had no weight. Even if he didn't fly deliberately, his body was like a feather, floating in the void.

Gravity, air resistance, etc. are far lower than on land.

Zhao Feng felt that if he flew here, his speed would be ten times or even dozens of times faster than on land.

“The destination of my trip is another ‘Spirit Realm Holy Land, a ruled area, located in Canghai…

A piece of map information appeared in Zhao Feng's mind, which was provided by the Purple Saint Remnant Spirit.

But just then.

Zhao Feng's mind suddenly jumped, and he caught a hint of familiar yet unfamiliar feeling, accompanied by a sense of crisis.

and.

The source of this induction is not from the Death Emperor, but other factors.

Zhao Feng's expression suddenly changed.
Chapter completed!