The G.o.ds pavilion had not made a sound for a long time.

He hadn't spoken a word since the King of Hen Tribe. Long Fei had thought that he already wasn't willing to help him raise his divine soul at that time.

G.o.ds pavilion spoke again.

Long Fei immediately said: "You finally spoke, and here I thought you had disappeared." "F * ck, you just disappeared. I won't disappear even if your bones rot." G.o.ds pavilion said fiercely: "In this period of time, you haven't met anyone decent. If you don't have a decent soul to absorb my words, then …"

"Could it be that I'm trying to find out more about you?"

"Would you like to find out which chick is beautiful?"

"I don't have the time."

Long Fei said: "Hahaha... Since you have already absorbed their souls, then you can continue to grow them. Since you are a G.o.ds pavilion, I will wait for that day to come when you help me cultivate ten thousand superdivine powerhouse. "

His promise to Phoenix.

He was bringing along ten thousand Divine level powerhouse to propose marriage.

That was all the G.o.ds pavilion could do for him.

G.o.ds pavilion said: "Brat, you have yet to accomplish what you promised me."

Long Fei said: "Ten strands of my p.u.b.es's energy, alright? Alright, you can use it, but only if you hurry up and help me nurture the Myriad G.o.d powerhouse out." G.o.ds pavilion, who had received permission from Long Fei, laughed and said: "Don't worry about this, my G.o.ds pavilion is not empty talk. Only I can cultivate out of the souls that I fancy, rebuild your body, and only listen to your orders.

To provide me with the endless power of a p.u.b.es, forget about a Myriad G.o.ds, even if it's an ancient almighty being I can cultivate it. "

This was definitely not bragging.

In the past, the only power he absorbed was Holy Source.

The Holy Source was the only cultivation strength in the ancient world, so he needed a huge amount of Holy Source energy to nurture his soul into a corporeal body.

Ordinary powerhouse s simply could not support the consumption of G.o.ds pavilion at all.

Moreover.

The cultivation of Holy Source was too slow. If he had used the Holy Source to nurture the King of Hen Tribe's legends, even if it was 10,000 years old, it would still be ineffective. The soul would also need to absorb the Holy Source and the G.o.ds pavilion would also need to be exhausted. It was like a bottomless pit.

However …

His p.u.b.es contained a huge amount of energy. King of Hen Tribe, this kind of overbearing and arrogant powerhouse was able to nurture him, divine s.p.a.ce's powerhouse was simply too simple.

"Sure!"

"With these words of yours, it's fine. If you want more power, it's up to you. However … … There is a plane within my p.u.b.es that is s.h.i.+ning like the sun that you cannot touch. " Long Fei still wanted to properly cultivate the power of that plane.

Because he was too strong.

The sun and moon s.h.i.+ne together, corresponding to each other.

As soon as he gathered his strength, the world changed.

powerhouse of the Haoran Realm would die if they touched it, while Ghost immortal stage's mount would instantly perish if they touched it.

He finally understood why the Undead Lord wanted his p.u.b.es.

This p.u.b.es is too powerful.

"Could it be that Long Batian is here for my p.u.b.es as well?" Long Fei's heart trembled, "I am not a pushover, once I completely unleash the power of my p.u.b.es, not to mention Long Batian, even Sky Tyrant Dragon would be useless!"

He didn't care.

If he was an enemy, then he must trample him to death.

In Long Fei's heart, Long Batian harbored evil intentions, there would definitely be a fight in the future.

But that was in the future.

He didn't have time to think about it carefully now. He was still thinking about how to use the power of the p.u.b.es s.

Just now, he had released it, but he couldn't control it at all.

In fact, he couldn't do anything about the backlash of that power at all.

He couldn't control it.

But one thing was certain, the vast starlight of his p.u.b.es, each planet was a plane and each plane had the power of a plane.

The power he had released just now was the power of a plane.

"I need to master the control of my strength as soon as possible."

Long Fei secretly locked the s.p.a.ce between his brows, "Undead Lord is coming soon, Grandfather is in closed-door training with serious injuries, Mu Clan is in a precarious situation, moreover..."

Thinking that the Black Robe Man he killed just now was called Undead Ghost, Long Fei had the guts to directly send this guy over.

If the people from Undead Lord had already arrived at G.o.d Living Mountain, then the Undead Lord wouldn't be far away.

What's the situation in Mu Clan?

Long Fei did not understand …

Regardless of the situation in Mu Clan, this was Grandfather's family, he had to do his best to protect them, not to mention that Undead Lord was after him.

… ….

"What was that wailing sound just now?"

"Six is dead?"

"Impossible, Old Sixth's cultivation is at the Haoran Realm. Unless it's an ancient almighty powerhouse, it won't be that easy to kill him."

"Then the voice just now was..."

"Let me check."

One of the Black Robe Man moved his eyebrows, and the idea on his body shot out like lightning. A few seconds later, his expression changed, and he said solemnly: "Old Six's aura has already disappeared, it should be …. "Dead."

The five of them were stunned.

Their expressions all changed inwardly.

"Dead, dead, dead?"

"How could that be?"

"Who killed him? That brat from G.o.d's state? "

"This, this is impossible."

"How preposterous!"

"See how I kill him."

The six of them were the direct disciples of the Undead Lord. They cultivated together and went out on a mission together, but they had never met an opponent they could fight before.

Who would have thought that one would actually die after entering the G.o.d Living Mountain this time.

Immediately.

The fourth brother frowned and shouted, "I want to flatten this G.o.d Living Mountain, anyone who comes will die."

While they were talking …

His legs buckled.

Gui Shou who was below him moved, the two b.a.l.l.s of green flames jumped, and quickly rushed towards the valley Long Fei was in.

The other four followed suit.

Their hearts were boiling with rage.

At the same time.

Mu Clan, North District.

"Did you hear anything?"

"A wailing sound like this must be at least at the Haoran Realm. Why would a person at the Haoran Realm be at the center of G.o.d Living Mountain?"

"Is it an elder of the Mu Clan?"

At this moment.

A disciple came over hurriedly and said: "Elder, Seven Strongmen of North Region has entered the G.o.d Living Mountain to carry out a mission, and has yet to return."

"What?"

"How could those seven brats be in the center of G.o.d Living Mountain?"

"Does the Patriarch know?"

Mu Yueting frowned.

Seven Strongmen of North Region were all geniuses amongst geniuses, and each one of them had long since broken through to the Divine Moon Realm or the Limitless Realm.

More importantly.

The seven of them were the disciples of the old Patriarch Mu Tianhe, but now …

"Immediately inform the Patriarch."

"Understood."

"Elder, there's one more thing. I found out that this beast wave seems to be coming from the direction of the Mu Clan, it's just that for some reason, the direction of the beast tide has changed."

Mu Yueting clenched both his fists, feeling that this matter was different as well, and said: "I will personally go to the Patriarch's side."

… ….

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Five ma.s.ses of powerful auras rushed towards the valley from afar …