Emperor Changsheng then asked: "The blood ancestor didn't find out your identity, right?"
As for Hun Tian Ling, Emperor Changsheng already has the answer in his heart.
Without Huntian Ling, Qin Feng would never return to the Palace of the King of Gods. Even if he did, he would look hurried, not as leisurely as he is now.
Hun Tian Ling don't have to worry, but the blood race is a hidden danger.
According to Qin Feng's halfway delivery of nearly three billion third-rank immortal stones, the blood ancestor was at least the cultivation base of the ancient god eighth heaven and above.
With this kind of cultivation base, strength, and magic eyes that reach the sky, Qin Feng's disguise, who can break the five heavens of the ancient gods, is easy.
This is also the worry of Emperor Changsheng.
Without knowing the resources of the blood continent, the longevity emperor can still ignore the blood continent.
But knowing that the blood continent produces immortal stones, no matter what, Emperor Changsheng did not want to lose the supply of immortal stones from the blood continent.
Especially in such an age of turmoil, a little carelessness will result in annihilation of the clan, let alone the Emperor Changsheng ignoring the resources of the blood continent.
Moreover, in addition to the immortal stone resources, the Blood Clan Continent also has the Blood God Tower that helped break through the Sixth Heaven of the Ancient God.
Both the immortal stone and the blood god tower are the urgently needed resources of the Three Thousand Worlds of the Human Realm, and there is no room for loss.
Seeing Emperor Changsheng's anxious expression, Qin Feng rolled his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth. He sighed helplessly, nodded his chin and sighed, "I found it."
This is a fact, Qin Feng did not deceive the feelings of Emperor Changsheng.
As for the result of the discovery, Emperor Changsheng did not ask, and Qin Feng was embarrassed to say.
"what… "
Sure enough, seeing Qin Feng nodding imperceptibly, the Emperor Changsheng was stupefied for a while, then he sighed and patted Qin Feng's shoulder: "It's okay if people are fine."
Being able to escape his life from the blood ancestors of the Ancient God Eighth Layer, this is what Qin Feng could do. In the name of Emperor Changsheng, the grass on the tomb was three feet tall.
This is also a great fortune in misfortune.
People are okay, things can be found again, and when people are gone, what happens when things are found again, and they will be lost at any time.
The situation inside, the Emperor Changsheng was very light.
"It's a pity that the immortal stone and the blood god tower."
In the end, Emperor Changsheng couldn't help but sighed.
"It's not a pity."
Qin Feng succeeded in his tricky trick, cocked the corners of his mouth, revealed a triumphant smile, and said faintly: "The Immortal Stone is innocent, and the Blood God Tower can get ten places every ten years."
"what… "
Emperor Changsheng raised his head in amazement, his half-open mouth seemed to fit an egg.
"How to say?"
"Didn't the blood ancestor discover your identity?"
If it was discovered, how could the blood ancestor allow Qin Feng to search for the resources of the blood continent and provide for the human continent. This is simply impossible.
Otherwise, why would the Monroe family besiege the Palace of the King of Gods
That battle, if it weren't for Qin Feng's return in time, maybe the Palace of the King of Gods would have been destroyed long ago.
In the memory of Emperor Changsheng, the blood race and the human race were born to you, how could it be possible to cooperate, this is simply impossible.
Therefore, the emperor Changsheng showed a rare emotion of astonishment, suddenly raised his hands and pressed them heavily on Qin Feng's shoulders, staring at Qin Feng's eyes like a god, and asked anxiously: "How is this possible."
"Nothing is impossible."
Qin Feng gently shrugged his shoulders imperceptibly, and got out of the clutches of Emperor Changsheng. He stepped back and began to explain, "I have reached an agreement with the blood ancestor."
From now on, you will not be allowed to enter the Blood God Tower.
Of course, Qin Feng did not say the specific content of the following agreement, but only said that he reached an agreement with the blood ancestor.
"protocol?"
Emperor Changsheng frowned in surprise, this sounded not a good thing.
"What kind of agreement?"
"Is it difficult?"
"If it's too difficult, just ignore it."
"The nearly three billion immortal stones sent back last time are still open, and there are many more, enough to support the Palace of the Kings for a hundred years. As for a hundred years later, who knows that the Palace of the Kings is still there?"
When he said this, the eyes of Emperor Changsheng couldn't help but dim.
Totem, Guloulan...
Facing the immortal world, this one after another glorious race cannot be spared. Could it be that this time the Protoss can be spared
Can the Three Thousand Worlds of the Human World be spared
To be honest, Emperor Changsheng is not very optimistic.
This is also related to the position of Emperor Changsheng. He is in charge of the Palace of the Gods and is high in the sky. It can be said that he is the pillar of the three thousand worlds of the human world and has a heavy responsibility.
In such a position, Emperor Changsheng is different from Qin Feng. Qin Feng only needs to ensure that he and the people around him are in good health. The Emperor Changsheng also needs to pay attention to hundreds of millions of sentient beings.
For the sake of hundreds of millions of sentient beings, the Great Emperor Changsheng had no choice but to consider defeat first, like the Totem and Guloulan tribe, leaving hope for the revival of the Palace of the Gods and the Three Thousand Worlds of the Human Realm.
This is also the responsibility of Emperor Changsheng.
"difficult?"
"Not difficult!"
"It's nothing more than not being allowed to enter the Blood God Tower from now on."
As he said, Qin Feng raised his head and glanced at the Great Emperor Changsheng, and continued: "The martial arts competition held in the Palace of the Gods is unprecedented.
I just came out of the Dark Sky River, and even the remote Huoyun Continent was discussing enthusiastically. The Great Emperor Changsheng has worked hard. "
Qin Feng really admired the Great Emperor Changsheng when he could come up with such a way to distribute the immortal stones. Moreover, the Emperor Changsheng was quite organized, and the martial arts events were layered in layers and the rules were strict.
This had to admire the emperor Changsheng’s good dominance, and for Qin Feng, even if he came up with such a method, he couldn’t make careful arrangements like the emperor Changsheng.
Qin Feng is not such a person at all.
Asking Qin Feng to kill people, Qin Feng doesn't mind, but asking Qin Feng to organize such an event is simply killing Qin Feng.
"It's not hard."
Emperor Changsheng waved his hand, and then the two of them flattered a few words, Qin Feng turned back to the subject, his face was solemn, and he looked straight into the eyes of Emperor Changsheng, and asked, "Is there any news about the opening of the heavenly axe?"
The Palace of the God King governs the three thousand worlds of the human world, and is well informed. Qin Feng has been asking the Emperor Changsheng to find clues to the axe, but he does not know if the Changsheng Emperor has found any reliable clues after more than ten years.
Listening to Qin Feng's question, Emperor Changsheng was silent for a while, shook his head and sighed, "No."
He also knew that Qin Feng was in a hurry, but he couldn't find a clue if he couldn't find a clue. In the vast universe, it was really harder to find the whereabouts of the Sky Open Axe than to find a needle in a haystack.
"No!"
Qin Feng's face also darkened, and his heart was lost for a while before he lifted his spirits and said, "It's okay, there are still nearly seventy years left."
This is also the final time limit.
Before this time limit came, it would be really difficult to find the Heavenly Axe and gather the twenty-four heavenly treasures. The Three Thousand Worlds of the Human Realm would be really difficult.
"Open Sky Axe, where on earth are you?"
Qin Feng looked at the emptiness of time and space, and a hint of anxiety was faintly revealed in the depths of his eyes.