God level travel in history

Chapter 211 Stepping into the Holy Realm

Under the witch's extremely fast flight, the three of them soon came to a hidden cave.

At this moment, the situation in Yue Yi's sea of ​​consciousness is very delicate.

Xiao Feng's spiritual consciousness could not choose to retreat, once he retreated from Yueyi's sea of ​​consciousness, his huge soul power would be annihilated by the fragments of immortal soldiers.

In this way, the mind and soul will be shocked at the slightest, and will be directly unconscious at the severest.

As for Yue Yi, her consciousness cannot return to her body. Once she leaves, not to mention her soul will be injured, and the fragments of the fairy soldiers will also be wrapped away by Xiao Feng's soul power.

At the moment, even though the two knew that Zhuo Ya might do some unthinkable things to them, they didn't want to take the lead in returning their spiritual consciousness to their bodies.

"Hey, sister Yueyi, you smell so sweet!"

The little witch Zhuoya caressed the plump part of Yueyi's chest with her tender hands, and the tip of her nose lightly brushed her neck, sniffing slightly.

Hearing the words in Zhuo Ya's mouth, Yue Yi's consciousness was obviously a little unstable, and her body couldn't help shaking.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng immediately seized the opportunity, his soul power turned into silk threads, wrapped around the fragments of the immortal soldier, and pulled them violently.

"Buzz."

It's a pity that before Xiao Feng completely snatched the fragments of the fairy soldiers, Yueyi's consciousness stabilized again, and she firmly controlled the golden fragments.

"Sister Yueyi is really good at determining things. It seems that I, as a younger sister, really have to give you some serious news!"

Zhuo Ya covered her mouth and smiled lightly, her eyeballs kept rolling, as if she was thinking about a countermeasure.

Xiao Feng's spiritual consciousness was fighting for the fragments of the fairy soldiers, while paying attention to Zhuo Ya's movements.

When he heard the words from Zhuo Ya's mouth, he faintly felt a little more expectation, seeing the power of the fragments, he was very coveted.

Hearing this, Xiao Feng was stunned, his spiritual consciousness also began to become unstable, and he was really worried that Zhuo Ya would do something out of the ordinary to him.

Fortunately, Yue Yi's condition was much worse than his, and his consciousness had already begun to waver.

The next moment, under the attention of Xiao Feng and Yue Yi's consciousness, Zhuo Ya grabbed Xiao Feng's body with one hand.

Bang!
A deep voice sounded, and under Zhuo Ya's control, Xiao Feng's body directly covered Yue Yi's body face down perfectly.

The distance between their faces was less than three centimeters.

"buzzing"

In the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Yue Yi seemed to have guessed Zhuo Ya's next move, and wholeheartedly mobilized the fragments of the immortal soldiers to attack Xiao Feng.

Immediately, the fragments of the immortal soldier shook for a while, and several soul powers condensed into swords, slashing towards Xiao Feng's consciousness.

Seeing this, Xiao Feng focused his eyes. The other party tried his best, so naturally he couldn't hold back.

In front of his spiritual consciousness, dozens of soul guns emerged, shot out in unison, and collided with the opponent's soul sword.

"Buzz."

The shards of the immortal soldier shook again, attacking wave after wave like water.

"Don't be afraid, if you want to break through to the Conferred God Realm and use its power, this is a very good opportunity."

Just when Xiao Feng was hesitating whether to condense the strongest blow, Yaya's voice suddenly became agitated.

Hearing Yaya's words, Xiao Feng's originally hesitant heart instantly became firm.

The next moment, his huge soul power suddenly rushed towards his consciousness, continuously gathering, and a moment later, a tiny net was formed.

"chi chi."

The net woven by soul power firmly engulfed the fairy gold fragments and completely restrained them.

"Pfft. Witch, you are going to die!"

Just when Xiao Feng was about to fight desperately, the sense of crushing that the shards of fairy gold gave him suddenly disappeared, and he was dragged out of Yueyi's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant.

Just when his consciousness returned to his physical body, he suddenly noticed that Yue Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, hitting his side.

"Backlash?"

After Xiao Feng murmured in confusion, he listened to Zhuo Ya's smug laughter and was stunned for a while, then hastily pulled his hand out of Yue Yi's corset.

Thinking of the softness that was within reach just now, Xiao Feng instantly understood why Yueyi would give up the fragments of the fairy soldiers.

If she doesn't give up, under Zhuo Ya's urging, that kind of relationship will really happen.

"Witch, I'm going to kill you!"

Yueyi's face was pale, she pushed Xiao Feng away, straightened up with difficulty and rushed towards Zhuoya.

"Sister Yueyi, you are so hurt, why are you still thinking of bullying my sister!" Zhuo Ya dodged to avoid Yueyi's attack, and said with a smile.

After Xiao Feng glanced at the two of them, he sat cross-legged.

At this moment, the shards of the immortal soldiers are rioting in his sea of ​​consciousness. He wants to refine them as soon as possible, and use their power to break through to the god-conferring state in one fell swoop.

Zhuo Ya and Yue Yi, who were fighting together, frowned at the same time when they noticed Xiao Feng's abnormality.

"Brother Feng is breaking through, hehe, you will be in bad luck when he wakes up." Zhuoya pointed at Xiao Feng after sneak attacking Yueyi, with a playful look on her face.

"Hmph! Don't forget that cultivation is suppressed here! Once he breaks through to the Conferred God Realm, he will definitely be teleported out." Yue Yi snorted coldly, shaking her body to avoid Zhuo Ya's attack.

The corners of Zhuoya's mouth raised slightly, revealing a mysterious smile: "Brother Feng is very special, maybe he is not restricted by this secret realm!"

As time went by, the surface of Xiao Feng's body at the side flowed like a silkworm cocoon, shining with a strange brilliance, and his aura kept rising.

At this moment, inside the silkworm cocoon, Xiao Feng continued to absorb the energy of the fragments of the immortal soldiers, and his consciousness completely sank into the Emperor Guiyuan scripture.

"boom!"

Half a quarter of an hour later, a terrifying breath suddenly permeated from his body.

Just when Xiao Feng opened his eyes, a blush corset was flying towards his cheek in his sight.

(End of this chapter)