Permanent Martial Arts Chapter 1094: The rumor of the emperor

"Holy Monarch, the True God of Wanyuan pays homage to you."

Nine Heavens Holy City specially built a Shengjun Mansion, which is grand and imposing, and it is 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 a diameter of trillions of light years.

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

How strong Lin Feng is today, even if he uses Yuanjie supernatural powers, even Lin Feng himself doesn't know how strong it is. After all, Lin Feng has never made a move in the past hundred years.

"True God of Wanyuan?"

Lin Feng opened his eyes. Of course he remembered the True God Wanyuan. When the mother planet suffered a catastrophe, it was the Chamber of Commerce under the True God Wanyuan. Therefore, the True God Wanyuan had already forged a death feud with him, but the True God Wanyuan had always been hiding in Baoguang Holy City. Even if Lin Feng was the Holy King, as long as he didn't intend to compete with a Holy Lord, there was nothing he could do about it. Source True God.

But unexpectedly, the True God Wanyuan came on his own initiative.

"Let him in!"

Lin Feng is no longer what it used to be. Many things can be done without even taking a shot. He wanted to see what True God Wanyuan wanted to say.

Soon, the True God Wanyuan came to Lin Feng.

"Meet the Holy King!"

True God Wan Yuan looked complicated, but he also took a deep breath and made a big gift. Now Lin Feng, as a holy king, deserves such a great gift from him. After all, even the top true gods would call "Holy King" to salute Lin Feng when they saw Lin Feng.

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

Lin Feng said bluntly.

True God Wanyuan shook his head and said: "Everyone in Chaos knows the power of the holy king. The little **** has offended the holy king, and he should pay the price. I just ask the holy king to forgive me and allow the little **** to resolve all grievances and grievances." , this life will be resolved!"

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

"Soldier solution?"

Lin Feng was a little surprised, the majestic true god, even if the true **** Wanyuan has been hiding in Baoguang Holy City, he really can't do anything to him. What's more, in the past hundred years, Lin Feng almost didn't even remember the true **** Wanyuan, and he didn't pay attention to him at all.

But Lin Feng didn't know how powerful he is now? As time went by, many people affirmed that Lin Feng was about to become the eighth saint. How could the True God of Wanyuan bear the torment day after day and year after year?

It's better to solve it with soldiers. Once the true **** is solved with soldiers, it is actually allowing the reincarnation of the true spirit, and all grievances and grievances will be resolved in this life.

"True God Wanyuan, if you solve the grievances in this life, you should resolve them yourself, and I agree with you!"

Lin Feng nodded. True God Wanyuan took the initiative to leave the holy city, came to "forgive sins", and asked for soldiers to be released. This is already extremely sincere. What's more, the mother planet was destroyed, and the True God Wanyuan was not the one to do it directly.

The dissolution of the army is equivalent to the end of this life. As for the next life, whether the true spirit of Wanyuan True God can return to the peak safely and soundly, no one knows.

"Thank you, Shengjun!"

True God Wanyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, so he lay cross-legged on the ground, and then began to disarm. The body disappeared bit by bit, the breath gradually weakened, and the last bit of true spirit completely flew into the depths of chaos, and had already reincarnated back.

A majestic true god, even like this, took the initiative to disarm him, which shows how terrifying Lin Feng's power is now.

"Holy King".

Yuan Zhenggang came to Lin Feng.

"What is it?"

Nowadays, Lin Feng's majesty is becoming more and more serious. Even Yuan Zhenggang, the true god, no longer has the relaxed atmosphere in front of Lin Feng, but seems a little restrained.

"My lord, there are some bad rumors outside."

Yuan Zhenggang hesitated to speak, but finally said through gritted teeth.

"Say."

"There are some rumors in the outside world that the Holy King has obtained the Chaos Origin Stone for hundreds of years, but he has never become a Chaos Holy Lord. Could it be... that he cannot comprehend the supreme rule and is not the eighth Holy Lord chosen by Chaos! "

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

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

"Yuan Zhenggang, what do you think?"

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

"Holy Monarch, no matter whether you can comprehend the Supreme Rule and become a Holy Master, you are still a Holy Monarch. Therefore, even if you cannot comprehend the Supreme Rule, 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 are now a coercive person. Except for the Holy One, you have already stood on the top of chaos. Besides, the Holy Lord has long agreed that the Holy Lord must not interfere with the matter of the source stone of chaos. Therefore, if you Hold on to the source stone of chaos, what can other people do? Then you will always be a holy king!"

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

Lin Feng smiled, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Yuan Zhenggang still underestimated the Chaos Lords. He knew that this Chaos Origin Stone was not only related to a Chaos Lord, but more importantly, it was probably related to the origin of Chaos.

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

"Okay, I have made a decision on this matter, let's step down."

Yuan Zhenggang could only retreat respectfully.

Lin Feng looked at the vast chaotic void, playing with the Chaos Origin Stone in his hand, then smiled slightly and shook his head.

"The universe in the body is still a bit worse. I don't know how the universe in the body compares with the Holy One?"

Lin Feng doesn't know, but he knows that his strength has already far surpassed the chaotic holy beasts, and even ten chaotic holy beasts are no match for him.

Even if it is Andre, the Lord of Deceit, Lin Feng has the confidence to fight against him.

But the Chaos Lord, 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 keeps passing.

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

In the blink of an eye ~IndoMTL.com~ Five hundred years have passed. This period of time can be said to be the most peaceful time in the chaos, with almost no major events happening.

Everyone in Chaos is looking forward to the Holy King Lin Feng, who will understand the supreme rules and become the eighth Holy King of Chaos so that he can build the eighth Holy City of Chaos.

But now?

For a hundred years, Lin Feng has not become a saint, maybe the time is too short.

For two hundred years, Lin Feng still has not become a saint. At this time, there are already some rumors.

Three hundred years, Lin Feng still has not become a saint, and the rumors have intensified, but because of the majesty of the saint, no one dares to act presumptuously.

For four hundred years, there was still no movement from Lin Feng, and some quick-witted people couldn't bear it anymore, and began to secretly fuel the flames, making the rumors spread more intensely.

Five hundred years, almost everyone has lost their patience, and it has been confirmed that Shengjun Lin Feng may be in trouble!