Not far from these charming clans, an ancient palace floated in the air, and there were a group of people standing on it, all of whom were stubborn and superb in their cultivation. They were the members of the Netherworld clan who came across the star domain.

Among them, a man with starry eyebrows and a short beard not only does not look messy, but also has a bit of a romantic and suave taste, which can easily arouse people's favor.

This person sat among everyone, and was obviously the core of these people. His cultivation strength was also the highest among everyone, and he reached the peak of the Star Picking Realm!

"Brother Keheng, do you think it was the native Wu Feng who was passing the tribulation? With such momentum, with him, a young cultivator in the Eighth Gate Realm, he would have been knocked to pieces long ago, right?"

A man asked Keheng, his tone with a sense of caution and flattery.

Keheng looked at the huge cloud of disaster with a serious expression. Although he couldn't see the people inside and did not know what level the people inside had reached, this kind of thunder tribulation would be a lifetime of death even if he came to survive!

"When the native broke through the curse seal, he had survived nine kinds of heavenly tribulations. Although they had broken world barriers and weakened, their power was still terrifying. The last thunder tribulation was even more like a divine thunder. This person's luck was a vast collection of the Human Emperor Seal, which should not be underestimated!"

Keheng has a lot of knowledge about Wu Feng, and has also investigated a lot of information about the ancestral stars of the human race, learned a lot of inside information, and knew that many powerful races in the starry sky world today originated from the ancestral stars of the human race.

"In dealing with the human race, perhaps those big clans will not intervene. If they touched the waste star of that year, those big clans may not take any action, but now the human race's ancestral star has recovered. If they want to target this planet again, perhaps those big clans will be a little unhappy. After all, it is also their birthplace!"

Keheng knew that it was impossible to attack the human ancestral star now, and he also obtained some hearsay news, and it was rumored that the chaotic treasure fell into the human ancestral star.

However, let alone the great clans in the starry sky, even the will of the Ancestral Star is not something he can break through with the Star Picking Realm. The Ancestral Star Will transformed by the Dao Yi Qing Lotus is still growing. If it is truly grown, even the ordinary half-step Ancestor will not be able to break through!

"Being able to have such great luck and condense the Human Emperor Seal is definitely the darling of the entire planet. Such a person must have a very deep blessing. If the chaotic treasure falls on the human ancestral star, the most likely thing to get is Wu Feng!"

"I hope he won't die in this evil riot. In this way, I may have a chance!"

Keheng kept thinking in his heart that even if he was very confident in Wu Feng, he would not believe that it would be Wu Feng who would pass the tribulation at this time. The previous powerful evil energy was not something that Wu Feng, a cultivator in the Eight Gate Realm, could bear!

"Whether it is or not, we can just watch the changes here. Now the evil spirit riot is about to subside, and everything will be clear at that time."

Keheng looked calm from beginning to end, and he didn't care about everything. He placed a piano table in front of him, and the best sandalwood was burning in an ancient bronze incense burner. At this time, a wisp of blue smoke rose up, emitting a faint fragrance.

Keheng's fingers gently brushed, and a few sounds of the piano came out, which was central and peaceful. Just as he was feeling at this moment, an ancient Jiaowei Qin on the zither table was obviously an ancient object, but it was actually a top-grade spiritual treasure and a magic weapon of musical instruments!

His musical sound condensed into a line like spiritual tentacles, exploring towards the direction where the catastrophe cloud was. He wanted to find out and see who was the one who was passing the catastrophe inside?

I have to say that Keheng has this confidence. He has very strong mental power and is extremely strong. With the help of this top-grade spiritual treasure in his hand, his music sound travels through the catastrophe clouds and heads towards the stream under the index finger peak.

Wu Feng's soul was wearing a leaf armor, and his whole body was wrapped in Samadhi True Fire. He looked majestic. He waved his fist and smashed it towards the door of Daoyi!

His punch exerted five points of force, condensed the Samadhi True Fire in his two fists, turned into a flame fist glove, and the sound of a qi explosion came like a meteor, which actually surpassed the speed of sound!

A sound like a collision of gold and stone came, as if the yellow bell was ringing, making people's ears hurt. The doors only cracked a gap under Wu Feng's punch!

"It's indeed extremely strong. My punch is enough to turn a peak-level powerful man in the Eight Gate Realm into a meat paste, but it's just a crack in the portal!"

Wu Feng increased some strength again, and this time he used eight points of force, but still retained two points of force to deal with possible recoil force.

"Dang!" Another sound like a bronze bell was heard. Wu Feng felt his fist ached faintly. The cracks in the portal were much bigger, but they still did not break. The solidity of the portal exceeded Wu Feng's imagination!

This time, Wu Feng did not continue to keep it, but used all his strength to exert his strength. The meridians in his soul began to run rapidly, and a powerful aura spread out from it.

"Break it for me!"

Wu Feng's soul shouted violently, waved his fist and smashed it hard!

A spider-web-like crack spreading towards the surroundings with Wu Feng's soul's fist as the center. Moreover, the crack was slowly increasing, and a slight crack sound was heard, like the sound made when the porcelain was broken.

"Dingling!" It seemed as if big beads fell on the jade plate, and bursts of crisp and pleasant sounds sounded. Wu Feng punched the door in front of Wu Feng to create a hole the size of a millstone.

A crack appeared in Wu Feng's fist on his soul, and a sharp pain came, causing Wu Feng's spiritual consciousness to suddenly become trance. This is the sequelae of the soul's injury.

If this is on the other eight-level cultivators, they will basically be severely injured at this time, and their souls are the root of human beings, and it is extremely difficult to heal once they are injured.

Even for a strong man in the Star Picking Realm, once his soul is injured, he can only condense star light for repair. It is a very slow process and requires assistance with precious elixirs.

However, Wu Feng's soul quickly recovered, thanks to Wu Feng's soul meridians, and more than 360 main meridians had been opened in his soul, which could carry the small circle.

The soul can practice independently, and by transporting the small circles, it continuously draws energy from the outside world to repair the damage it suffers.

The soul opens the meridians, even among the monks in the Moon Realm, are not often seen. All those who can open the meridians in the Picking Star Realm are legendary figures, and people in the Eight Gate Realm are almost unheard of.

Wu Feng's soul had already opened his veins before he entered the Eight Gate Realm. Even though he came slowly from ancient times, he had never seen a second person reach this point.
Chapter completed!