Han Feng restrained his momentum, stepped forward with a single step, and the lines under his feet flashed, and he was next to Zhao Cheng and others in an instant.

Even though he had restrained his momentum, in the eyes of Zhao Cheng and others, he was still as high as a mountain, insurmountable.

In the eyes of Zhao Cheng and others, Han Feng has a fairy-like temperament, and they can't help but feel a sense of admiration in their hearts.

"Bye...meet you senior..."

Zhao Cheng and others quickly bowed and worshiped.

"Don't be too restrained. Maybe I'm not older than you. Come on, come on, fresh golden crow meat." Han Feng smiled and was very kind.

"..."

The eyes of Zhao Cheng and others were dull, the golden crow flesh, the golden crow flesh of the saint realm.

It is difficult for them to refine even the golden crow meat that is in the realm of kings.

If they eat the golden crow meat in the realm of saints, they will not explode and die?!

"No... no, senior, I... we can't bear it." Zhao Cheng was frightened.

They cannot afford to enjoy the flesh and blood of saints!

Moreover, they did not dare to eat the meat of the saints of the Golden Crow Tribe.

The Golden Crow clan is a big clan on this ancient star, and everyone in their power needs to look up.

Now that they knew it was the flesh and blood of a saint from the Golden Crow tribe, how could they dare to eat it again?!

Han Feng shook his head regretfully. It seemed that he could only enjoy the golden crow flesh of a saint by himself.

Condensing the Holy Blood of the Golden Crow, Han Feng refined his body with the Holy Blood of the Golden Crow.

The law fragments and essence in the Golden Crow's holy blood are like a flame cauldron, refining and polishing Han Feng's body.

The fragments of the law were also absorbed by Han Feng's body.

The Golden Crow meat was also eaten up by Han Feng, and countless essences were absorbed by him to nourish his body.

Up to now, all the blood in his body has been transformed into the golden blood of the Holy Body. His energy is so majestic and vast, like an eternal oven.

Later, Han Feng left Beihai and traveled on the ancient star Ziwei, looking for various monuments and understanding the imprints of the great road imprinted on the world.

The King of the Golden Crow Clan and the Saint died in Beihai. When word spread, the entire Ziwei Ancient Star was shaken.

The king of the Golden Crow Tribe is a highly accomplished king, and a saint from the Golden Crow Tribe has died.

This frightened the ancient powers in the King's Palace, the ancient Taoist temple in Mingling, and the Ziwei Divine Dynasty.

A mysterious powerful man appeared on the ancient planet Ziwei. He killed the king of the Golden Crow tribe and a saint, and the news spread throughout several major divine continents.

The Golden Crow tribe seems to have fallen silent, and those old antiques buried underground have not yet come to the world to find out the truth.

Han Feng, who was walking in Dongshen Continent, came to an ancient cliff.

There are many people in front of the cliff, observing the cliff and trying to understand the traces of the Tao hidden in it.

This ancient cliff once belonged to an ancient religion!

After the ancient sect was destroyed, this ancient cliff became ownerless.

In the years that followed, countless practitioners came here to enlighten themselves.

Therefore, this place has become a sacred place for countless casual practitioners to comprehend the great path.

Han Feng mingled among the crowd and sat cross-legged in front of a cliff, quietly comprehending the Tao marks left on the cliff.

Soon, the sound of Taoism seemed to come from ancient times. After Han Feng's spiritual sense patrolled for a week, he found that the practitioners did not seem to be able to hear the sound of Taoism that sounded from the cliff wall.

In his eyes, traces began to appear on the flawless white cliff.

The laws of order are like divine chains, intertwined into golden ancient characters on the white cliff.

Countless ancient characters were imprinted in Han Feng's eyes, and the principles of the great ways were intertwined, gradually evolving into an ancient scripture.

"Great Holy Scripture!"

Han Feng whispered, this ancient force must have been a holy land opened by a human race great saint.

After harvesting an ancient scripture of the Great Sage, Han Feng left the ancient cliff in the blink of an eye and disappeared into the crowd.

But those monks did not notice Han Feng's departure.

…

As Han Feng continued to meditate and practice, he understood the great path.

The Taoist charm in him became more and more intense, like a carrier of the Tao, walking between heaven and earth.

His conduct becomes more and more profound!!

Han Feng is like a lonely seeker, walking in endless mountains and rivers, ancient ruins, pursuing the avenues of various ancient sages.

During this period, Han Feng harvested several ancient scriptures of the Great Sage, also found the ancient scriptures created by the Quasi-Emperor, and realized countless ways.

Gradually, he absorbed the essence of these great ways into the ancient scriptures he created.

When Han Feng walked to the East China Sea, he sat down on a rock and watched the ebb and flow of the tide and the sun rising in the east...

This sitting lasts for half a year!

One day half a year later, a terrifying aura suddenly rose from the East China Sea.

That momentum was overwhelming for tens of thousands of miles, but it quickly disappeared.

But there are still countless people who feel that aura.

"saint!"

"Is there anyone in heaven and earth who has proven to be a saint?"

If a king is frightened, with that kind of aura, he must have stepped out of the realm of kings and entered the realm of saints.

Both the savage beasts on land and the sea beasts and monsters in the sea have all left that area.

But human practitioners are rushing in that direction one after another.

They want to see the birth of the saint, or go on a pilgrimage!

In Han Feng's eyes, golden light flashed, like two bright suns, blooming with light.

His skin and bones are crystal clear, his dao marks and runes are flashing, his golden blood is as vast as the ocean, and his energy is surging and terrifying.

Han Feng was like a terrifying tyrannosaurus, with unparalleled power within his body, as if he could bring down the whole world with just one punch.

At this moment, he stepped into the semi-holy realm and officially entered the holy realm.

The outside world thought that the noise was caused by a saint's enlightenment.

Little did he know that this was just a strange phenomenon caused by Han Feng's breakthrough to Half-Saint and his aura leaking out.

"Half Saint!"

After more than 20 years of practice, now he has become a semi-saint. If word spread, he doesn't know that it will cause such a sensation.

At this moment, Han Feng felt like he could blow up a real saint with just one punch.

He stepped on it, countless runes flashed, and a domain gate opened.

Han Feng stepped in, the domain gate runes flickered, and then disappeared by the East China Sea.

When the human cultivators arrived, Han Feng was already gone.

On the rock where Han Feng once sat, there was a trace of holy power, but it attracted countless people to fight for it.

The traces of the holy realm remaining on that rock are enough for a powerful person to comprehend and break through to the realm of kings.

…

After breaking through to the semi-saint realm, Han Feng was in a good mood. After leaving the East China Sea, he diverted to the Ziwei Divine City.

The divine city is majestic, tall and straight, and its iron-like walls glow with an icy cold light, exuding an inviolable solemnity.

In the divine city, countless fairy palaces and islands float in the sky, as if they are a fairyland of their own.

This is the foundation of an immortal dynasty that has never fallen.

Han Feng walked in the divine dynasty, exploring the floating fairy palaces from time to time.

At the very center is the core of the Ziwei Dynasty, which is a world of its own, with a small world hidden in it.

Those who are not direct descendants of the royal family of the Ziwei Dynasty are completely ineligible to enter.

Inside, the great sage of the Ziwei Dynasty is buried.

Han Feng's eyes flickered. It was not easy to sneak into the pure world of Ziwei God.

There are not only great saints inside, but also saint kings and saints!

That’s where the heritage of the Ziwei Dynasty lies!!
Chapter completed!