Chapter 1313                                                                                                                            �

The holy body stood on the ruins in a daze, with red eyes. Because of a major collapse, it collapsed everywhere, leaving only a small piece. However, he searched all over the world, but found no traces related to his master. He didn't even find a corner of his clothes or a drop of blood.

Seeing the appearance of the holy body, a long-standing scene appeared in Ye Feng's eyes again. Whenever he thought of everything that happened at the top of Tianzhu Peak, the bloody scene would make him heart-wrenching and hurt him to the point of being completely damaged.

So he knew what the holy body felt at this time.

Ye Feng walked over silently, came to the side of the holy body, sighed, and said, "Senior Dao Emperor is also to save the people of the world. You should cheer up and practice hard. Don't let down his expectations for you. The fall of this god, and other powerful beings in the God Realm should be able to sense it. The real battle may not last too long!"

The holy body looked dull, his eyes were dark, and he looked at the broken ruins in front of him in a daze, as if he had never heard Ye Feng's words at all, without any reaction.

Ye Feng pondered slightly, then said, "You and us go back to the Holy Palace of Killing the God. The spiritual energy in the Holy Palace is rich and helpful for cultivation. Your current cultivation level is only one step away from the Great Saint Realm. It should be helpful for you to break through your cultivation level!"

The Holy Body only laughed at this time, but tears were everywhere in his eyes, and tears kept sliding down his pale face. The pain in his eyes was probably only understood by Ye Feng, and it took him to experience it to perceive it.

Ye Feng raised his hand and patted the Holy Body on the shoulder, sighed: "I have had the same experience as you, it is indeed very painful, but the matter has passed. No matter how decadent you are, it cannot be saved. However, when my master died tragically, I swear that as long as I don't die, I will definitely... in the future..."

Although the holy body was still full of tears, he looked at Ye Feng in surprise. He never thought that Ye Feng had had such an experience, and Ye Feng didn't look like he was false, because the expression in Ye Feng's eyes and the flash of pain on his face could not deceive people, but he didn't ask too much.

"I'm going to go around!" After a while of silence, the holy body wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and finally spoke like this.

Ye Feng nodded, patted his shoulder, and smiled and said, "It's good that way, then I will go back to the Holy Palace to wait for you first. The future war will come, and you and I will fight side by side!"

The Holy Body looked at Ye Feng silently. Although he did not nod, he did not refuse. He glanced at the ruins, then turned around and took off.

"Boy, what did you say to him?" The old man from Youju Wanzhouling came to Ye Feng. The holy body seemed to have completely changed into a person just now, and it seemed different from before.

Ye Feng sighed without answering, but said, "Senior, let's go back to the Holy Palace first!"

The Blood Emperor's battle sword was taken away by Ye Feng and he was directly taken into the Sumeru Realm. The imperial weapon will be of great use in the future, so he naturally cannot stay here.

This battle happened in a hurry and ended very quickly, but there were too many changes during this period, leaving too many sorrows!

After Ye Feng and others left, all the cultivators gathered here also dispersed.

The entire Shura Holy Realm is full of turmoil, and some people are glad, but most people are still frightened, because before Ye Feng left, he said that the real war may not be far away. At that time, it may not be an emperor-level god down the realm, but a few people, and an imperial-level powerhouse in its prime.

He told everyone and prepared them.

After returning to Tianji Pavilion, Ye Feng briefly talked to the elders, stayed alone with Xuanyue for several hours, and then he went into seclusion.

This battle had a great impact on Ye Feng. At this moment, he didn't want to delay for a moment, but just wanted to work hard to improve his cultivation.

He is now at the first level of the Great Saint Realm, and is almost an invincible existence in the Shura Holy Realm. After all, he is an imperial body and his combat power is at least equivalent to a second level of the Great Saint Realm. But this is far from enough. Facing an imperial-level strongman, his cultivation level is no different from that of ordinary people.

He still has to continue to become stronger. In his opinion, only by truly reaching that supreme realm can he truly feel at ease. Now the powerful emperor realm is too terrible in his eyes. If he has not really fought with a strong man of that level, he has no idea how terrifying the powerful emperor realm is.

Now Jian Wuhen, Chen Aotian and Xuanxuan are still in seclusion in the Sumeru Realm. The guys don’t know the great turmoil outside that day at all. Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the hillside of Wudao Mountain and practiced for a long time, but no one noticed his arrival.

The outside world was shaking. Although everyone was not sure about the specific situation of the war, an emperor-level god fell, several sculptures of emperors outside the holy city moved together, and the quasi-emperor of the Dao lineage finally died...

Everything spread and shocked the continent. After that, a group of powerful men from the Taihuang Sect also went to the Holy Palace of the God Killing and were also discussing the matter of dealing with the catastrophe in the future.

In a blink of an eye, two months have passed, but the storm on the mainland is still undecided. The battle in the holy city is still scared to talk about. As when it happened, people everywhere were talking about the Taoist emperor who was willing to die, and the imperial body that dared to stir up the imperial battlefield with the cultivation level of the Great Saint Realm, just like a scoundrel who dared to stir up the imperial-level battlefield with the cultivation level of the Great Saint Realm...

There were endless people visiting the Holy Palace of Killing God, and many casual cultivators and powerful people from all walks of life have visited. Now Yefeng is no longer the small character a few years ago. His words and deeds can turn the continent upside down.

But no one saw Ye Feng himself. He had been in seclusion and had not appeared for several months.

Although the continent is turbulent, the Holy Palace of Killing the Gods also attracted a rapid and powerful opportunity at this moment. When I heard about the tragic and terrifying war, in order to seek protection in the future, countless cultivators chose to join the Holy Palace of Killing the Gods, and many forces were willing to be merged.

After months of restoration, the Holy Palace is in full swing to recruit disciples from the entire continent for the first time. Although there are too many geniuses in the Shura Holy Land, and there are not many left, among some younger cultivators, there are still many talented people.

In the blink of an eye, another month was the holy palace of the Holy Palace recruited new disciples, but the holy palace that had just calmed down was broken by a shocking thunder.

On an ice field outside the Holy Palace of Killing God, a thunder trembled from the void, causing the entire ice field to tremble.

The red lightning was too terrifying, connecting the world, with huge fluctuations, and seemed to destroy everything.

In the forbidden area of ​​the Holy Slayer Palace, a powerful cultivator was awakened from the cultivation. The Supreme Elder of the Yuan Bingxue Holy Palace was surprised and a smile appeared on his face and murmured: "He has broken through again, the second level of the Great Saint Realm..."
Chapter completed!