After Qin Feng finished speaking, his eyes remained unclosed, and his eyes were as firm as iron.

On the university campus, more and more people watched in the direction of Qin Feng, and the light of the mobile phone flash continued to sound with the sound of the shutter.

"Oh, oh, I'm so sick!"

"I'm so laughing to death, I'm so laughing to death!"

"Photo taken it and posted it online soon, you will definitely cheat a lot of likes!"

Someone even teased: "How could the Emperor be in a third-rate school like ours? At least he could find Peking University and Tsinghua University!"

Someone deliberately joked: "Peking University and Tsinghua University are useful! Shouldn't you be reborn in Lanxiang Technical School?"

"That is the most awesome place to cultivate oneself on our earth!"

As soon as the "Lanxiang Technical School" joke came out, countless people nodded and laughed.

At this moment, among the crowd, the girl in light yellow clothes who received the news ran back wildly.

She saw a boy surrounded by crowds in the center, looking up at the sky, as if he was crazy.

Under the young man's feet, there was the book she had just stuffed him, which was full of notes.

On the textbook that wraps the Gardenia Book Cover, you can see her beautiful handwritten name at a glance.

But at this moment, she couldn't bear to knock on the textbook and touch the textbook. At this moment, she was like garbage, and fell on the muddy path.

Her eyes suddenly turned red, as if she wanted to say something to Qin Feng, but in the end she wanted to speak but stopped.

She wanted to squeeze through the crowd, as if she wanted to ask Qin Feng something, but in the end she couldn't squeeze out the crowd of people who were buzzing with more and more people.

She had no choice but to lower her head, turn her head, take out a tissue, and seem to cover her face, and stagger away in a daze.

More than one person, more than one group of people regarded him as a lunatic.

They all want to see how this good show ends.

Someone had asked Qin Feng's class and name, and suddenly, there was even more sarcasm.

But at this moment...

"Hiss!"

A thunder thunder was like tearing apart the world, and the blue light that blasted fire fell from eternity, and it would destroy the entire earth world in just one blow!

Thunder came into the sky and fell violently!

Everything about Qin Feng’s university campus was like a realistic comic painted on paper, and it was smashed into pieces with just one blow.

It was like a realistic mirror, and it was completely shattered by the thunder strike.

The broken glass in the sky reflects the original appearance of the world on each path.

There is no beautiful university campus reflected on each piece of glass, there is only a figure of lonely and endless void.

There is only Qin Feng, that's all!

I don’t know that everything on earth is false!

Or, as the emperor and Confucian saint, Qin Feng said the truth and cut off all his entanglements, bonds and concerns with the earth in the future with one word.

Whoever dreams and whoever is true is no longer important now!

One side is destroyed, the other side is real!

The next second, the formation of "Qiwu Lun" was as usual, and Qin Feng stood directly above the spear saint Zhao Zilong.

In his hands, seven pure white lights gathered into one and suddenly flew into the eighth light.

Suddenly, the light that was originally as thin as almost transparent suddenly turned into colorful five colors. With Qin Feng's right finger, it rolled into the head of Zhao Zilong, the spear holy immortal below!

Brilliant light, enlightenment!

In an instant, countless memories instantly swarmed into the mind of the Gun Saint Immortal Zhao Zilong.

It was not the closeness and separation he had when he used the sound of the Great Dao to awaken his broken memory before, but he made him deeply feel that he was the person in the memory.

The feeling becomes more and more real as the memory goes backwards.

Because the further we went, there were more of the seven people who shared memories with Zhao Zilong.

His memory became more and more informative.

Each one is so obvious.

Outside Yanjing City, he and Qin Feng fought with the Nine Heavenly Tribulation, and their blood was surging.

In the Battle of Endless Fortress in the Demon Realm, his master Tong Yuan protected Qin Feng with his body, and made the whole human race righteous, heart-wrenching!

In the Demon Realm Battle, he was eager to win, but was attacked by the Beast Spirit Army, and his command was injured and he was angry.

The Death Star fought against the Martial Emperor Lin Yuan. He devoted all his strength to fight in blood and fought to the death!

Helplessly, in the Void Pass, facing the heavy ambush of the Heaven-Swallowing Clan, he wanted to sacrifice himself to save the others, but he was still powerless to turn the sky back. He could only see Qin Feng transform into a sword and arbitrarily ascend to the road to ascension and save everyone.

He regretted this for life.

Finally, the tall and majestic figure who had transformed into a sword in my memory and was arbitrarily merging with the person who stood above his head and presided over the formation at this moment.

In his original memory, this figure that constantly caused trouble for the Seven Killing Holy Land, shattered countless great plans, made him extremely disgusted and even unimaginable, has gradually overlapped with the figure in his memory, and finally...

Turned into the same person!

That's right, the person in my memory is Qin Feng!

The person in front of him - also called Qin Feng!

Qin Feng, who was standing above the Gun Saint Immortal Zhao Zilong, saw that the Gun Saint Immortal Zhao Zilong struggled all over and became smaller and smaller, and his eyes seemed to have signs of returning to the clarity. He knew that his chance had come!

Immediately, Qin Feng roared with Haoran's righteousness and shouted loudly.

"I am the Emperor of the Middle Earth World, the Emperor of the Sanxian Realm, and the leader of the Heavenly Prefecture Holy Land of the Earth Immortal Realm, Qin Feng!"

"Zhao Zilong, do you still remember the ruins of the endless fortress in the Demon Realm, facing the holy gun left by Supreme Tongyuan, the oath of the friendship between Jinlan and the eight worships!"

Qin Feng finished speaking, and the eyes of the Gun Saint Immortal Zhao Zilong suddenly suddenly became excited.

Like a devil, the Gun Saint Zhao Zilong murmured and said, "I don't ask for birth on the same day of the same month of the same year, but I ask for death on the same day of the same month of the same year..."

His eyes finally completely faded away the haze, and the tone of the Gun Saint Immortal Zhao Zilong said with great resoluteness.

"I remember it!"

"I remember it all!"

"I am not the Gun Holy Immortal of the Seven Killing Holy Land..."

He suddenly whistled up to the sky.

In an instant, the countless lights that enveloped him suddenly shrank.

The formation of "Qiwu Lun" is like being absorbed by a black hole, suddenly restrained, and countless illusions are like papers that quickly fold and close together.

The voice of the Gun Saint Immortal Zhao Zilong spread all over the world, deafening.

"I am not the Holy Immortal of the Seven Killing Holy Land Gun..."

"I am - Zhao Zilong, Changshan!"

...

Originally, in the sword ark below, the eyes of Qin Feng and the Gun Saint Immortal Zhao Zilong were suddenly depressed.

"It's over, it's over!"

The Seven Killing Holy Lord fell on the throne and murmured to himself: "The great cause of the Seven Killing Holy Land is over, completely finished!"

The Seven Killing Saint Lord said dejectedly: "It's a pity that from now on, we will follow the leader of the Holy Land of Heavenly Mansion. Let Qin Feng be merciless!"

At this moment, the Sword Saint Immortal's eyes suddenly became vicious. He whispered to the Seven Killing Saint Lord: "Senior Brother Saint Lord, we still have a last chance to try!"

The Seven Killing Saint Lord and the Sword Saint Immortal looked at each other, and the Seven Killing Saint Lord was in panic.

It was like a coward who was invited to be a thief.

The Sword Saint Immortal's eyes were sharp and cold, as if he had done his best to be rich and powerful, and he wanted to be rich and dangerous.

"You don't dare?"

The Sword Saint Immortal hummed coldly, with endless contempt in his tone.

Before, he had hope that his senior brother was just a rejuvenation, and his soul should still be the old and stronger character of the old man...

But what he didn't expect was that the Holy Master Senior Brother disappointed him again and again!

His strong character, who was old and stronger, was now as weak as his handsome appearance as a young young man, became cowardly and without any blood!

The disdain in the eyes of the Sword Saint Immortal deeply hurt the Seven Killing Holy Lord. He felt angry, but he could not attack the junior brother who is the only humerus in the Seven Killing Holy Land.

After a while, he could only say: "Sword Saint Immortal, you should know that Qin Feng has no intention of destroying our Seven Killing Holy Land!"

The Sword Saint Fairy laughed coldly and said, "So, are you willing to be a guardian dog under his hands that wags his tail and begs for mercy?"

The look of anger appeared in the eyes of the Seven Killing Saint Lord again, and he shouted sternly: "A temporary solution at this time!"
To be continued...