I Pick Up A Bunch Of Attributes

Lu Tiancheng's heart beat wildly.

Only then did he realize belatedly that the disguise he thought was perfect might not have been able to hide the powerful Zu Long from the beginning to the end.

If others don't know about Diting, how could Zulong not know about it?

"In addition, that Xia Donghai also has the aura of the Imperial Court."

At this moment, Zu Long added slowly, and Lu Tiancheng was stunned again: "Does he also have the aura of the Imperial Court in his body? So what exactly is he..."

"However, he is different from you."

Zulong shook his head and walked onto the dragon boat alone, his figure gradually fading away: "Let's go, it's been a long time."

I don't know how long it took, but Li Yuan suddenly woke up with a startle.

There was severe pain all over his body. He rubbed his sore temples and felt that his mind was in chaos, as if he had had a long nightmare.

But now, this nightmare has finally awakened.

"Fellow Taoist Li Yuan, are you awake?" Yu Hui looked over warily.

boom--

same moment.

The dragon boat broke through the void, with thousands of wings rippling, and sailed out of the burial ground, heading towards the depths of the endless starry sky.

"What is this place?"

The Lord of Gray Mist looked around in confusion.

Endless streams of light passed between him and Feng Xia at high speed.

However, in this strange time and space, he was unable to sense the section of heaven he controlled. Although he still maintained his peak strength, he no longer possessed the characteristics of immortality.

In other words, he will die even if he is killed!

"This is above God, outside of reincarnation."

Feng Xia looked leisurely, and the Tianlong Eight-tone Bell floated above his head, with endless golden light hanging down, guarding his whole body.

A butcher's knife appeared in Feng Xia's hand, and evil energy surged out.

"Whether it's Nine Heavens or Ten Lands, they can't control it here."

"I'm in charge of this place."

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Chapter 0991

"It's under your control?"

The Lord of Gray Fog stared around, and with his eyesight, it was difficult to see the reality of this place for a while.

However, when he heard Feng Xia's words, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh out loud.

"I have to say, your joke really made me laugh."

"This space and time is indeed very strange. Even my immortal body is restrained, but so what?"

The Lord of Gray Mist waved his hands casually, his movements were not restricted, and frightening and terrifying power burst out from his palms.

It was a kind of magical power that Feng Xia had never seen before. It was full of domineering determination, but it was held back in the palm of the Lord of Gray Mist.

It is conceivable that once this magical power breaks out, it will definitely be earth-shattering!

"Without my immortal body, I am still countless times more powerful than you. The gap between you and me is wider than the abyss. With just one thought, I can kill you countless times."

Feng Xia smiled: "You can give it a try."

The Lord of Gray Mist raised his eyebrows, feeling extremely surprised. Feng Xia's attitude at this moment showed no signs of panic.

It stands to reason that even if Feng Xia makes a breakthrough in cultivation, he will still be at the level of a God Lord, and even if he loses his immortality, he still has the strength of an emperor.

The gap between the two is so big that it cannot be measured in miles!

Why is Feng Xia so calm?

"You panicked."

Seeing this situation, Feng Xia's smile grew thicker: "Ying Daoyi, does the panic you are feeling right now come from the memory of the creatures in the Styx, or does it come from your heart?"

Ying Daoyi's laughter suddenly choked.

Feng Xia shook his head and continued to smile: "Have you not noticed yet? Although you have broken free from the shackles of Tianxin's furnace, you already have a human heart, a heart that belongs to this universe, and... it is still An ordinary heart.”

"you--"

Almost as soon as the words fell, Ying Daoyi couldn't help but panic again.

It didn't take him long to react, and he became angry from embarrassment. A gray avenue erupted from his palm. In an instant, a large square seal condensed and fell towards Feng Xia Gai.

Click——

Feng Xia had no power to resist, and the big gray seal didn't even touch him. Just the coercion released when it fell completely wiped him out!

Boom boom boom boom——

The Lord of Gray Mist caught up and made more than ten seals, then stopped panting.

Sweat dripped down his fingertips, landed at his feet and evaporated again. The Lord of Gray Mist subconsciously glanced at it, and then stood there stunned, feeling an unprecedented sense of absurdity: "I...are actually here?" Sweating?"

Not to mention that cultivating a true god is already extraordinary, and the physical body is transformed into a divine body. Unless you encounter extreme circumstances, it is impossible to break out in a cold sweat.

With his current emperor-level strength, he could kill Feng Xia. Even if he used a variety of great magical powers continuously, he would never be exhausted to this extent!

"Ying Daoyi, does the panic you are feeling at this moment come from the memory of the creatures in the Styx, or does it come from your heart?"

Feng Xia's voice rang in his ears again, and Ying Dao Yi felt even more panicked. He roared like crazy, and big gray seals blasted out in all directions, blasting all the light flowing in all directions into pieces. After a while, he stopped panting again, with disbelief in his eyes.

Emperor realm cultivation is endless, and in less than a breath, his magic power has returned to its peak without any loss.

His avenue is still as prosperous as a dragon, more blazing than the stars, enough to illuminate every corner of the universe.

However, Ying Daoyi noticed that his power was limited to this strange existence and could not be transmitted very far.

More importantly, it was clear that his Dao, magic power, spiritual consciousness, etc. were all at their peak, yet he actually felt intensely tired.

A feeling of exhaustion from the soul invaded his entire consciousness.

"Illusion! It's all an illusion!"

Ying Daoyi shouted angrily again, and the big gray seals blasted out crazily, until at a certain point, he suddenly heard a chuckle that echoed in his ears.

"Ying Daoyi, is this all you can do?"

"?!"

Yingdao turned around suddenly and saw not far ahead, a figure in blue standing there, his clothes were windless and the smile on his face was like a spring breeze.

Feng Xia!

"You...how could you..."

The majestic Lord of Gray Mist's pupils shrank, and at this moment, he actually felt a trace of fear.

He knows very well that if one of his big seals is used, any god who comes will inevitably die. What's more, he has blasted more than a hundred gray seals before?

Even if Feng Xia had a thousand lives, he would definitely be bombarded to pieces, and then even the pieces would be lifted up, completely wiped out into nothingness, and not even a single ashes would be left!

But now, Feng Xia has reappeared safe and sound!

"Remember what I mentioned to you?"

Feng Xia showed a bright smile, and Shi Shiran walked towards Yingdao: "There are some supreme beings who have reached the pinnacle. Their existence is imprinted in time and space. As long as there are legends about them in the world, as long as There are still people who read their names, and no matter how many times they pass away, they can come back from time and space again."

Ying Daoyi's pupils shrank again.

He could even feel cold sweat breaking out on the back of his neck. Feng Xia's cultivation was only at the level of a god, which was nothing compared to his full power.

But at this moment, it brought him unprecedented pressure!

Leaving aside the miraculous Taoist power, the mysterious brown flame reminded him of very bad memories.

If the Lord of Creepy Blood hadn't temporarily broken free from the pressure of heaven to help him, he might have ended up in the Origin Pavilion and become the first among his companions to die!

And now, after being killed, Feng Xia has once again been resurrected in an extremely weird way!

Especially when Feng Xia mentioned the imprinted time and space again, he inevitably had a suspicion. Could it be that when Feng Xia mentioned this matter in the Origin Pavilion before, it was already a hint?

"Can you say that your strength is——"

Ying Daoyi's heart skipped a beat, and he had a terrible guess.

He relied on the lack of heaven to obtain immortality, but he also suffered from the heavy pressure of heaven. Under normal circumstances, he could only exert a power comparable to that of the God Lord.

So--

Where is Fengxia?

Is the power of the Divine Lord shown by Feng Xia all his power?

"Congratulations, you guessed it correctly."

The big clock above Feng Xia's head was suspended. He snapped his fingers, and Feng Xia's figures appeared one after another. Some were extremely far away from this time and space, as if they had come from the ancient times, while others were bathed in the misty brilliance, which belonged to The light of the future shrouded those Feng Xia figures.

Thousands of winds and summers, like crossing the long river of light, are gathered here at this moment!