Permanent Martial Arts

"Holy Monarch, the True God Wanyuan pays respects."

In the Nine Heavens Holy City, a mansion of the Holy Monarch was specially built, which was magnificent and served as Lin Feng's residence.

For a hundred years, Lin Feng has been sorting out the universe in his body. Today, the universe in his body has expanded to an unknown amount, exceeding the diameter of a trillion light-years.

As for the world of reincarnation, it has also expanded by more than ten times!

Even Lin Feng himself doesn't know how strong the current Lin Feng is when he uses Yuanjie supernatural powers.

"True God Wanyuan?"

Lin Feng opened his eyes, of course he remembered True God Wanyuan, when his mother star suffered disaster, it was the Chamber of Commerce under True God Wanyuan. Therefore, True God Wanyuan has long forged a deadly feud with him, but True God Wanyuan has always been hiding in Baoguang Holy City, even if Lin Feng is a saint, but as long as he does not intend to compete with a saint, he can't do anything. The source of the true god.

But I didn't expect that the True God Wanyuan actually took the initiative to come.

"Let him in!"

Lin Feng has changed a lot, and he can do many things without even taking a shot. He wanted to see what the True God Wanyuan wanted to say.

Soon, the True God Wanyuan came to Lin Feng.

"Meet the Holy Monarch!"

Wanyuan Zhenshen looked complicated, but he also took a deep breath and gave a big gift. Now Lin Feng, as a holy monarch, can also be worthy of his great gift. After all, even the top true gods have to say "Holy Monarch" to salute when they see Lin Feng.

"True God Wanyuan, are you here to beg for mercy?"

Lin Feng said bluntly.

True God Wanyuan shook his head and said: "The divine power of the holy monarch is known to everyone in chaos. The little **** collided with the holy monarch, and he should pay the price. Just ask the holy monarch to open up and allow the little **** soldier to solve all the grievances and grievances in this life. All resolved!"

After speaking, the True God Wanyuan fell to the ground.

"Soldiers?"

Lin Feng was a little surprised, the Dignified True God, even if the Wanyuan True God had been hiding in Baoguang Holy City, he really couldn't help him. What's more, in the past 100 years, Lin Feng almost didn't even remember the true God Wanyuan, and he didn't pay attention to the other party at all.

But Lin Feng didn't know how powerful he was now? As time goes by, many people are sure that Lin Feng is about to become the eighth saint. How can True God Wanyuan endure such torment day after day and year after year?

It is better to resolve the soldiers. Once the true gods are resolved, it is actually allowing the reincarnation of the true spirits.

"True God Wanyuan, if you resolve the grievances and grievances in this life, you should resolve them by yourself, this monarch agrees!"

Lin Feng nodded, and the True God Wanyuan took the initiative to leave the holy city, came to "forgive", and asked the soldiers to explain, this is already sincere. What's more, the mother star was destroyed, and the true **** of Wanyuan was not the one who did it directly.

Solving the military is equivalent to the end of this life. As for the next life, whether the true spirit of the true **** Wanyuan can return to the peak safely, no one knows.

"Thank you, Shengjun!"

True God Wanyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, so he crossed his knees on the ground, and then began to resolve. The body disappeared little by little, the breath slowly became weak, and the last bit of true spirit completely flew into the depths of chaos, and has already reincarnated.

A dignified true god, even so, taking the initiative to solve the problem, it shows how terrifying Lin Feng's power is now.

"Holy King".

Yuan Zhenggang came to Lin Feng.

"What's the matter?"

Now that Lin Feng's majesty is getting more and more serious, even Yuan Zhenggang, the true god, does not have the relaxed atmosphere of the past in front of Lin Feng, but looks a little restrained.

"Holy Monarch, there are some bad rumors in the outside world."

Yuan Zhenggang was hesitant to speak, but he finally said through gritted teeth.

"Say."

"There are some rumors in the outside world. It has been hundreds of years since the Holy Monarch obtained the Chaos Origin Stone, but he has never become a Chaos Holy Venerable. Will it be... unable to comprehend the supreme rules, not the eighth Holy Venerable chosen by Chaos!"

After Yuan Zhenggang finished speaking, he looked at Lin Feng.

In fact, not only are there rumors outside, there are also some rumors within the Mutual Aid League, but it is only a hundred years old, and the influence has not expanded.

"Yuan Zhenggang, what do you think?"

Lin Feng did not answer, but asked Yuan Zhenggang back.

"Holy Monarch, no matter whether you can comprehend the supreme rules and become a saint, but you are a holy monarch, so even if you cannot comprehend the supreme rules, please don't let the Chaos Origin Stone flow out!"

"Oh?"

Lin Feng was a little surprised, he didn't expect Yuan Zhenggang to have such an idea.

"Holy Monarch, you have been coercive for the first time now, except for the Holy Venerable, you have already stood on the top of Chaos. Besides, the Holy Venerables have already agreed that the Holy Venerable shall not intervene in the matter of the Chaos Origin Stone. Therefore, if you firmly control With the Primal Chaos Origin Stone, what can other people do? Then you will always be the Holy Monarch!"

I have to say that Yuan Zhenggang's suggestion is very pertinent.

Lin Feng smiled, but he didn't care too much. Yuan Zhenggang still underestimates the chaotic saints. He knows that this chaotic source stone is not only related to a chaotic saint, but more importantly, it is probably related to the origin of chaos.

It's just that Lin Feng doesn't have a familiar saint, but he believes that when the time comes, there will naturally be a saint to tell the truth, and he is not in a hurry.

"Okay, I have already decided on this matter, let's step back."

Yuan Zhenggang could only resign respectfully.

Lin Feng looked at the vast chaotic void, playing with the Originium of Chaos in his hands, then smiled slightly and shook his head.

"The universe in the body is still a little worse. I don't know how the universe in the body is compared to the Holy Venerable?"

Lin Feng didn't know, but he knew that his strength had already far surpassed that of the chaotic holy beast, and even ten chaotic holy beasts were no match for him.

Even, even if it is Andre, the master of deception, Lin Feng has the confidence to fight against it.

But the Priest of Chaos, who can mobilize the power of Chaos, is the master of Chaos. He has never really fought, and Lin Feng has no certainty.

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Time goes on and on.

Two hundred years, three hundred years, four hundred years, five hundred years...

In a blink of an eye ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ five hundred years have passed. This period of time can be described as the most peaceful time in the chaos, and almost nothing major happened.

Everyone in Chaos is looking forward to the sage Lin Feng, comprehend the supreme rules, and become the eighth sage of Chaos, so as to establish the eighth holy city of Chaos.

But now what?

In one hundred years, Lin Feng did not become a saint, perhaps the time was too short.

Two hundred years later, Lin Feng still did not become a saint. At this time, there were already some rumors.

Three hundred years ago, Lin Feng still did not become a saint, and the rumors had intensified, but he was only intimidated by the majesty of the saint, and no one dared to be presumptuous.

For four hundred years, Lin Feng still didn't make any movement, and some people with active minds couldn't hold it in any longer, and began to secretly fuel the flames, making the rumors spread even more violently.

For five hundred years, almost everyone has lost patience, and it has been determined that Shengjun Lin Feng may be in trouble!