Chapter 675(1/2)
Zhao Yufei didn't understand the value of "Huan Shen Liquor", but Duanmu Qing couldn't possibly not know it.
Not only that.
He is very familiar with the situation in the Demigod Heritage Garden.
The difficulty of obtaining the Phantom Wine is not ordinary.
Thousands of years ago, the successful Holy Land genius was mainly due to luck.
"Zhao Feng, you didn't use that method to deceive the mermaid princess's feelings and get the Magic God Wine, right?"
Duanmuqing looked at it twice.
Zhao Feng's life level is comparable to that of a king, and he has developed the will of a half-step king.
"Mermaid Princess?"
Zhao Yufei frowned slightly and hummed, seemingly dissatisfied.
"No, I kidnapped the mermaid princess..."
Zhao Feng explained simply.
After listening to Zhao Feng's attack on the Mermaid Kingdom, Duanmu Qing and Zhao Yufei couldn't help but be stunned.
Zhao Yufei sounded even more worried.
Zhao Feng's courage is not ordinary. He actually used this method to resist the king of the Virtual God Realm and obtain the Fantasy God Wine and the Fountain of Youth.
Duanmuqing admired secretly.
During the whole process, Zhao Feng spoke very calmly.
As can be expected, he possesses not only courage, but also a strong mind and calmness.
"Zhao Feng, thank you for leaving such a precious fairy brew to Yu Fei."
The voice of the Purple Saint's remnant spirit came.
Now.
She and Zhao Yufei's small world are integrated into one, and they are a strong spiritual support.
The remnant spirit of the Purple Saint, with the help of Duanmu Qing, actually recovered its heart, soul and will comparable to those of a king.
"At the Purple Saint Ruins, my seniors helped me a lot. Compared to this, this little bit of Illusion God Wine is insignificant."
Zhao Feng said righteously.
I think back then, entering the Purple Saint Ruins twice made Zhao Feng's strength soar again and again.
Without the Purple Saint Ruins, Zhao Feng would not be where he is today.
"By the way, Master, you just said, what race is Yu Fei's bloodline?"
Zhao Feng suddenly asked.
"Eldar."
The person who answered this time was the Purple Saint Remnant Spirit.
Eldar
Zhao Feng was shocked physically and mentally, and took a breath of air.
He has read the "Ancient Ranking of Ten Thousand Races" and naturally knows how terrifying the Spirit Race is.
"Spirit Race, Ranked Nineteenth on the Ancient Ten Thousand Races List"
Unimaginable.
Zhao Yufei's bloodline ranks among the top twenty in the Ancient Ten Thousand Races Ranking.
"The Spirit Tribe: One of the ancient mythological races. They are born with an innate spiritual body, a spiritual body that transcends flesh and blood. It feeds on the essence of heaven and earth. In harmony with the essence of heaven and earth, it ranks first among all races. Spirituality
The clan has a fighting strength that rivals that of a king when it reaches adulthood. The speed of cultivation is unparalleled in ancient and modern times."
Zhao Feng recalled the characteristics of the "Spirit Race".
The Eldar race is a race that strives for perfection.
The Eldar possess a lucid body, transcending the limitations of ordinary creatures.
For example, in the ancient list of all races, the light race is ranked seventh. They are the incarnation of light and feed on time.
The spirit race is the incarnation of the elves of heaven and earth, and they are indistinguishable from the vitality of heaven and earth.
"After Yu Fei awakened the true bloodline of the 'Spirit Tribe', she was below the king without any bottleneck. If she had reached a sufficient level, she would have been promoted to the king by now."
Duanmuqing sighed.
The top 100 bloodlines on the Ancient Ten Thousand Races List are destined to be favored by God.
And the magic wine that Zhao Feng brought was exactly what Zhao Yufei lacked.
To know.
The true energy currently in Zhao Yufei's body has broken through the realm barriers and reached the level of a king.
Later.
Zhao Feng briefly explained the situation in the Demigod Heritage Garden.
Duanmu Qing couldn't help but be moved when he heard the news about "Blood of Demigod".
only.
Zhao Feng has kept the situation of obtaining the blood of demigods secret.
This is not the value of the demigod's blood itself, but the plan of "demigod rebirth", which is really shocking.
After a while.
Zhao Yufei took Zhao Feng's hand and walked quickly as happily as an elf.
Zhao Feng looked tired.
Under the impact of those waves of fatigue, he had reached his limit.
at this time.
Zhao Yufei looked at him seriously: "Brother Zhao Feng, what did you mean by 'fiancée' last time? Have you found her?"
"fiancée?"
Zhao Feng felt embarrassed.
In his mind, a beautiful face appeared as quiet and resentful, as quiet as a fairy in a painting.
"Brother Zhao Feng, you have to answer me seriously."
Zhao Yufei looked serious.
At this moment, she felt nervous and uneasy.
She couldn't tolerate the man she loved falling in love with another woman at the same time.
Although, in this world, it is very normal for a powerful man to have several wives and concubines.
Zhao Yufei's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her clear eyes were filled with mist.
She looked at Zhao Feng seriously, waiting for the latter's answer.
She already had a decision in her heart.
If Zhao Feng still chooses and falls in love with another woman, she can only quit and put all her efforts into her own destiny.
At the same moment.
Waiting for Zhao Feng's answer is not only Zhao Yufei, but also the remnant spirit of the Purple Saint who has integrated into the small world.
The Purple Saint Remnant Spirit also attaches great importance to this matter.
But it just happened at this time.
Zhao Feng closed his eyes due to strong fatigue and fell into a deep sleep.
"Brother Zhao Feng, what's wrong with you..."
Zhao Yufei's beauty turned pale and she hugged Zhao Feng tightly.
She discovered that there were more lavender hair strands in Zhao Feng's hair.
"His divine eyes may have entered a new stage of awakening."
Purple Saint Remnant Spirit Path.
As the Divine Eye continues to awaken and further integrates with Zhao Feng, its source of power will become stronger and stronger.
and.
The possibility of other outsiders trying to steal the Divine Eyes will become increasingly slim.
Zhao Yufei stamped her foot. She wondered if Zhao Feng wanted to avoid the problem and deliberately chose to fall asleep at this time.
Meow meow
The little thieving cat jumped onto Zhao Feng's shoulder
Every time Zhao Feng's divine eyes transformed, it was by his side guarding him.
It can be said.
To be continued...