Chapter 1686 (1/2)

In a void, Yang Feng's lonely figure walked quickly in the flowing clouds. In this void, there was a smell of death and the power of the dead.

This is the space where the spirit emperor was sealed, but this space is very large, vast and endless.

However, Yang Feng knows that this space cannot be vast. This is the power of the Tao and Dharma of the Heavenly Emperor, but he can't touch this level of mana in his current state.

One sand, one world!

For the master of the realm of the emperor of heaven, even if it is just a grain of sand, it can turn into a world and accommodate all things.

In addition to the power of the dead, this space also gives people a feeling of lifelessness. There is no vitality and no breath of life.

Hoo Hoo!

The strong wind blew by, and a breath of death followed the strong wind and surged past Yang Feng.

But Yang Feng at the moment has no feeling, because this body is not his, it is the skeleton of candle nine Yin.

However, the bones of candle nine Yin are really amazing. They can easily shuttle through the results.

Throughout the ages, there are many experts who want to enter this terrible and powerful barrier. Yang Jiuding, the father 20 years ago, and the ancient curse king all wanted to enter this barrier, but they all failed in the end.

In addition, there were many powerful experts. Their strength was even higher than their father, but they failed in the end.

Although no similar story has been handed down, Yang Feng believes that through the ages, there must be stronger experts who dream of entering here.

After looking at the void, Yang Feng quickly expressed his ideas, and his hoarse voice said, ”I like it, master of Pudu gate. I'm here specially. Where are you now, ancient Lingdi?”

There was no time to look for it, so Yang Feng asked directly. If you want to look for such a big void carefully, it must take a lot of time.

But Yang Feng has no time now, because he knows that the South China Sea venerable will not last long.

”I am Yang Feng.”

Yang Feng!

Yang Feng!

……

Yang Feng's hoarse voice echoed in the void again and again, but there was no voice of the spirit emperor.

In the void of the power of the dead, Yang Feng suddenly felt very lonely and cold, but it was not the cold of the body. After all, this was not his noumenon.

Heart cold!

He was worried that the spirit emperor had fallen and died in this space. If the spirit emperor died, all their efforts and efforts would be wasted.

”Spirit emperor, where are you?” Yang Feng's hoarse voice came again.

In the space of the power of the dead, his hoarse voice pervaded all directions. In this space, in addition to the power of the dead, Yang Feng also felt another breath, and this breath was very familiar, as if he had met somewhere.

Yang Feng remembered, soul river.

Yes, it is the soul river. He also felt this breath in the soul river at the beginning. It is said that one of the purposes of the emergence of the soul river is to use the power of the living soul to suppress the power of the dead.

In the soul River, the souls of thousands of people who died miserably were integrated into the river before they died, so the power generated is not the power of the dead.

Two different forces restrain and suppress each other, which is also one of the means of the emperor of heaven.

”Master Yang, you finally came. I've been waiting hard. If you don't come again, I may never see you again.”

In the distant void, a faint voice came, which was very familiar. It was the voice of the spirit emperor.

”Spirit emperor.”

After hearing the sound, Yang Feng was very happy, because the spirit emperor was still alive.

”Master Yang, do you feel the power of survival?” The spirit emperor asked in a faint voice.

”Yes, I have felt that in this void, in addition to the power of the dead, there is another power.” Yang Feng replied.

”You follow another source, go straight ahead, and you can see me.” Said the faint voice.

Whoosh!

Yang Feng quickly left in the air and turned into a streamer. He flew forward quickly. His speed was as fast as thunder, electricity and wind.

Don't wait for me!

What he needs most now is time, and what he needs most is time. Every minute delayed, there will be more danger for people outside.

The more you fly forward, the more powerful the power of the soul is. Finally, Yang Feng flies to another void.