I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

In the underground world of Holy Spirit Academy.

Qin Feng couldn't hear Feng Wunian's curse. His eyes were always on the dragon who was recovering his strength.

"Great Holy Realm..."

Qin Feng looked at the dragon in front of him and felt this terrifying aura. Even he had an unreal feeling.

In today's Henggu Continent, except for Qin Feng, almost no one knows whether the divine dragon really exists.

Most people prefer that the so-called dragon is actually some kind of legend.

Not real.

But at this time, in front of Qin Feng, there was a divine dragon, and he was at the level of the Great Sage.

"Unfortunately, even though this divine dragon has reached the Great Saint Realm, it still has not been born with any intelligence."

Qin Feng murmured to himself: "Even if you can use the puppet's heart to store your combat experience, you are only a high-level puppet."

He felt a little disappointed.

But this is also impossible.

After all, the matter of life and death cannot be reversed even by the ancient emperors.

Trying to give birth to a soul from a dead divine dragon is simply an act that goes against the will of heaven.

With Qin Feng's current methods, it is almost impossible to do it.

"I wonder what the upper limit of this dragon's strength is. Can it reach the quasi-emperor level?" Qin Feng became increasingly curious.

If this divine dragon can really break through to the quasi-emperor realm, it will definitely be able to walk sideways in the Henggu Continent.

No matter how many imperial weapons there are, they can't do anything to a strong man in the quasi-emperor realm.

The most important thing is that this dragon is now only one step away from the quasi-emperor realm.

"Om..."

After thinking for a moment, Qin Feng took out the two stars he had obtained before from the system space.

Astonishing star power surges within it.

The entire underground world is illuminated by the light of stars.

It's like being in a bright kingdom of God.

"Shh!"

Afterwards, Qin Feng handed the star that he had obtained in the Star Mountain Range to Shenlong.

This is the fragments of broken stars put together.

"After refining this star, if the strength can be significantly improved, then I will give you another star."

Qin Feng said slowly.

Afterwards, he took back the star he had obtained by signing in at the Falling Star Temple back into the system space.

"Roar!"

Shenlong let out a low groan, and then grabbed the star in his hand.

He returned to his spiritual veins and continued to recover his state.

After seeing that there was nothing wrong with Shenlong's condition, Qin Feng was completely relieved.

Immediately afterwards, he drove a mark into Shenlong's body.

Once Daxia Longque wakes up and encounters a crisis, Shenlong will immediately wake up and rush to Canglan Region.

This is because Qin Feng has to return to the Abyss Realm next, and he is worried that in his absence, someone will take action against the Great Xia Dynasty in the Canglan Region.

In fact, Qin Feng was worried too much.

Nowadays, although those families in the ancient holy land hate Qin Feng deeply, they are more afraid.

They simply did not dare to bring the imperial troops to attack the Canglan Region.

Because they were worried that once they went out with the imperial soldiers, Qin Feng would control the dragon and destroy their holy land.

In that case, it would be completely worth the loss.

After leaving this mark, Qin Feng stayed here for another two days.

After finding out that there was indeed no problem, we left.

The Holy Spirit Academy, which was originally in ruins, has almost recovered with the help of formations in the past two days.

Qin Feng did not bother Mo Yuan and the others, and returned to the secret realm where the Fox tribe was located with the help of the power of the spirit-sacrifice willow tree.

At this time, the Fox clan here also knew what happened in the ancient spirit realm outside. After seeing Qin Feng, everyone was extremely excited.

Noisy voices of exclamation resounded one after another. In the hearts of many people, Qin Feng was already the young emperor.

The little white fox was slightly relieved. It seemed that the rumors were correct. Qin Feng was really unscathed and repelled two imperial weapons.

"At that time, I asked Senior Sacrifice Spirit to rescue you when you were in mortal danger, but Senior Sacrifice Spirit believed in you very much and knew that you would be fine."

The little white fox said to Qin Feng.

"Oh?"

When Qin Feng heard this, he was slightly startled, and then chuckled: "It seems that Senior Sacrifice Spirit understands me very well!"

He had some doubts as to whether the Soul Sacrifice Willow Tree had already figured out that the divine dragon was not a dragon soul, but a real divine dragon.

"That's for sure. Senior Sacrifice Spirit has at least the strength of the Supreme Realm, and may even be the Saint Realm. I don't know what's going on."

Nangong Wentian said immediately.

The worship of the willow tree in his heart was no weaker than the worship of Qin Feng.

"What are your plans next? Stay here to practice for a while, or go back to the abyss?" asked the little white fox.

"Go back to the Abyss Realm. The place where the Immortal is buried there is most likely the place where the Emperor fell, so I'm going to go back and have a look."

Qin Feng nodded, and then said: "And the willow tree for worshiping spirits also needs to be planted in the place where immortals are buried."

"Do you want to go together? Let's go see the Abyss Realm. It's completely different from the Eternal Ancient Continent." Nangong Wentian invited.

"I'm afraid I can't go. The Fox Clan has just returned to this secret realm. I still have many things to help deal with." The little white fox said helplessly.

Just as Nangong Wentian had guessed before, this secret realm created by the Fox clan at its peak was not simple.

There are many ruins, as well as medicinal fields that have been abandoned for I don’t know how many years, but are full of ancient medicines.

Literally a treasure trove.

There are many things that need to be handled by the little white fox himself. Bai Yexing alone can't handle it at all.

"Well, I won't take you with me." Qin Feng said.

After all, the place where the Immortal was buried might be the place where the Emperor fell, and there was no telling how many dangers there were.

If he took the little white fox with him, there was no way he could guarantee its safety.

Afterwards, Qin Feng and the other three came to the Spirit Sacrifice Willow Tree again.

"Congratulations, you protected Holy Spirit Academy and resolved the crisis."

Not only does Spirit Sacrifice Willow now no longer speak intermittently, but it can also ensure that he is awake most of the time.

"Senior still knows about Holy Spirit Academy!" Qin Feng said slightly surprised.

"I had already seen the dragon soul in Shenlong Ridge when it was just conceived."

The spirit-sacrifice willow tree said: "It's just that at that time, it was very small, like a small snake."

When Qin Feng heard this, he suddenly became speechless. He didn't expect that the spirit-sacrifice willow tree would also see the dragon soul.

"Senior, can you move around? When do you plan to go to the Abyss Realm?" Nangong Wentian asked immediately.

He was looking forward to it.

I want my people to be able to see the sacrificial spirits.