As soon as Ou Sheng's words fell, Yang Feng took a step forward, crossed the one-kilometer limit, and staggered towards the 900-meter limit.
When Ou Sheng saw this scene, his eyes were about to bulge out, and he cried out a little, "How is this possible? How can he beat his own copy so quickly!!"
Ou Sheng has been in front of this wall of reflection for three hundred years. During these three hundred years, he has been fighting against his own copy almost all the time. Yang Feng defeated his own copy so quickly, it was simply against the sky.
Wei Yang smiled bitterly, a look of envy flashed in his eyes, and said slowly: "The Son of the Universe really cannot be treated with common sense!"
A look of jealousy flashed in Luo Yun's beautiful eyes, and he sighed faintly, "This is too fast!"
If Yang Feng stayed here for a year or two before breaking through, the three of them could understand Ou Sheng. But in less than a day, it has already broken through the kilometer limit, which can be called heaven-defying.
Of course, this is also related to the terrifying computing power of the six-level intelligent optical brain network in Yang Feng's body.
A powerful master at the Great Sage level can perform a variety of powerful spells with the movement of his mind.
Many of the mysterious mysteries and unbelievable powerful secrets of human warlocks were deduced by high-level warlocks. Those great saint-level powerhouses are even more akin to omniscient and omnipotent existence.
Any great saint-level strong man descends on a planet like the earth, and can easily become the omnipotent and omnipotent sole god, easily mastering the affairs of the entire planet. The ability of almost all-knowing and omnipotent is relying on their terrifying computing power.
Yang Feng has the Great Sage-level six-level intelligent optical brain network to help him, which is equivalent to a Great Sage-level powerhouse analyzing various rules for him at all times, and his progress is naturally terrifying.
You must know that even in the era of the Eight Great Warlock Dynasty, the emperors and daughters of the warlock emperors did not have a great saint-level powerhouse to accompany them, analysing various rules for them day and night.
The powerhouse of the Great Sage rank is the top powerhouse even in the era of the eight great warlock dynasties. The warlock emperors of that human race also respected their great sage-level subordinates, and regarded them as their right-hand men.
Those great sage-level powerhouses are naturally far from the opponents of the eight great warlock emperors of the human race, but as long as they prepare some special secret treasures, they can barely escape from the eight great warlock emperors.
Among the eight great warlock emperors, only the master of the puppet became crazy after his old age and transformed the five great sages who followed him into [living puppets].
Because of this incident, the great sages of the human race in the puppet dynasty broke away from the puppet dynasty. Let the entire puppet dynasty decline in strength, leaving only the master of puppets and his army of [living puppets]. It didn't take long for the death of the puppet lord to be heard.
Yang Feng quite possesses part of the consciousness of a great saint-level powerhouse, and naturally progresses rapidly.
When Yang Feng came to the 900-meter border, he stopped. In the space of that illusion, there was suddenly one more person, another copy of Yang Feng.
A terrifyingly distorted space shrouded the body of Yang Feng's clone, staring at Yang Feng indifferently, and waving at Yang Feng casually.
A terrifying spatial crack appeared in front of Yang Feng's body, cutting Yang Feng's body into two at once.
"Space Blade!"
Yang Feng's complexion changed drastically, the eternal immortal body was running, his body quickly recovered, suddenly violent, and frantically attacked his own copy.
The copy of Yang Feng's eyes were cold, and the space was profoundly moved. Within a kilometer of his body, the space was completely distorted.
Yang Feng's various attacks blasted into the distorted and chaotic space, and they were all directed to the unknown and mysterious spaces.
A series of weird and mysterious space blades shot from all directions, slashing on Yang Feng's body, cutting out countless cracks in his body.
Yang Feng had already operated the eternal immortal body, activated the profound meaning of time, and his body was surrounded by a torrent of time. The speed increased by more than ten times, but he was still scarred by the strange spatial attack.
Countless wounds appeared on Yang Feng's body, and a large amount of blood was spilled from his body to the earth, and at that moment, he regained his energy.
After Yang Feng opened his eyes, his eyes were full of joy: "This is the way to elevate the profound meaning of space to the limit. This is also the way to transform the immortal body into the immortal body of space. The wall of reflection is indeed worthy of it. The relics of the eternal are really amazing."
The copy of Yang Feng in the illusion space is the existence that has elevated the profound meaning of space to the limit. His control of the profound meaning of that space is more than ten times that of Yang Feng's deity. If Yang Feng wants to deduce the profound meaning of space in the future, he will never be confused about the way forward.
Yang Feng was sitting directly on the ground like that, with countless mysterious curse marks in his eyes. The Great Sage-level intelligent light brain in his body also ran wildly, deducing the profound mystery of that space.
Although Yang Feng was able to use the profound meaning of space before, he had a very shallow grasp of the profound meaning of that space. And there is not a strong man who is proficient in the profound meaning of space under his command. Now the replica in the wall of reflection is quite Yang Feng's best teacher, and he is naturally excited.
The Wall of Mirroring was actually one of the most important backgrounds of the Forbidden Dynasty, and it was not open to the outside world at all. Yang Feng was one of the closest allies of the Taboo Dynasty, and only then did he gain the opportunity to enter this wall of reflection.
The sites of the eternal and emperor emperors full of mystery and mystery form the background of the six dynasties, allowing them to emerge in endlessly without the risk of dying.
The profound meaning of the space was extremely mysterious, and Yang Feng sat in front of the wall of reflection for half a year.
Six months later.
The countless curse marks in Yang Feng's eyes disappeared, and he recovered his spirit, stood up and communicated with the wall of reflection.
"finally come!!"
"Yang Feng finally started to challenge!!"
"I bet he will definitely fail this time!"
"I also bet he fails!"
"..."
When Yang Feng moved, the warlock kings in the Wall of Reflecting became excited, and their eyes focused on Yang Feng.
The wall of reflection will exude an incomparably pure biological magic energy, which is of great benefit to the flesh and soul of the warlock kings, so they will gather here and will not leave easily.
An important reason why the number of warlock kings of the six great warlock dynasties walking outside is extremely small is that the top powerhouses of the six great warlock dynasties are practicing in the secret realm like the wall of reflection. If it is not a last resort, few strong people will leave their place of cultivation.
Those warlock kings and powerful men of the holy warlock ranks practiced hard in retreat and delved into the profound meaning, hundreds of years, thousands of years have passed like that. If the Great Tribulation of the Universe had not arrived, none of these powerhouses would easily appear in the sight of everyone.
In the era when the eight great warlock dynasties of the human race were born, the reason why the genius was like a cloud, and the strong like rain. The continuous appearance of old monsters is because those strong men who cultivate in the hidden world are born one after another, vying for the chance to become the powerhouse of the holy warlock and the warlock emperor.
The rest of the era was relatively peaceful, because the powerhouses above the warlock king were hiding in secret realms one by one, and they were not willing to participate in external affairs.
A quarter of an hour later, countless wounds appeared on Yang Feng's body, and blood was splashed on the ground.
"Failed!"
"It really failed!!"
"In half a year, how can it be so easy to break through!"
"..."
Those warlock kings stared at Yang Feng, and a look of regret flashed in their eyes.
In the regretful gaze of the many warlock kings, bursts of distorted space emerged around Yang Feng's body, as if tore through the space door of another world.
Numerous mysterious space curses suddenly appeared, engraved in Yang Feng's body.
The countless wounds healed completely in an instant.
Yang Feng stepped past the 900-meter limit and walked towards the 800-meter limit.
"Breakthrough!!"
"He broke through!!"
"He has mastered the profound meaning of space, really a terrible guy!!"
"..."
The eyes of the warlock kings flickered with horror and shouted silently.
Among the sorcerers of the forbidden dynasty of the past, the semi-holy powerhouse who can break through the 900-meter boundary, as long as they have not fallen, and at the same time have not stopped practicing, they have basically been promoted to the terrifying existence of the holy sorcerer rank.
The nine-hundred-meter limit is also called the saint limit, blocking countless Tianjiao of Taboo Dynasty. Now Yang Feng has broken the boundary of the saint, which means that Yang Feng will be promoted to the holy warlock in the future and there is no suspense.
Each of the Spiritual Warlocks is the patron saint of a race, and each of the sixty-seven Warlock King-level powerhouses here is a peerless genius of the Forbidden Dynasty, but none of them will be able to be promoted to the Holy Warlock steadily in the future. Ou Sheng only has the greatest possibility of being promoted to the Holy Warlock.
Ou Sheng stared at Yang Feng fiercely, and also showed a helpless wry smile: "Humans are really incomparable!"
Wei Yang also wryly smiled with complicated eyes: "The Son of the Universe is naturally not an existence that mortals like us can compare."
Yang Feng stopped above the 800-meter limit, and in the illusion, there was a new copy of Yang Feng surrounded by a long river of time and filled with the profound meaning of time.
"The Profound Meaning of Time! This time the opponent is a copy of the Profound Meaning of Time! It's amazing!"
As soon as Yang Feng saw the replica of time shrouded in the profound meaning of time, there was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.
It was the first time that Yang Feng had met an opponent who had mastered the profound meaning of time. Such an opponent was also his best teacher.
Yang Feng took a step forward, his body also surrounded a long river of time, the flow of time accelerated ten times, and he flew directly towards his own copy.