I picked up the scattered attributes

Zu Long scoffed, "I wonder which scourge you are this time?"

"A menace...heh..."

The figure in the bronze mist chuckled, offering no response: "Your techniques are indeed quite good. I'll accept them here. As a reward for you... I'll also give you some small gifts."

Boom——

As the words fell, the bronze mist suddenly exploded, and that will vanished.

However, Feng Xia and the other two soon realized that the bronze mist had not really disappeared, but had transformed into a force that eroded everything and was frantically drilling into their bodies.

It erodes their physical bodies, corrupts their Dao, pollutes their magical power, and imprints its mark on their primordial spirit!

Immediately, the body of the First Emperor began to develop verdigris and patina, like a bronze artifact buried in a great tomb for thousands of years, which could fall into an abyss of no return at any time!

"Damn it, this guy actually launched a sneak attack!"

The Ancestral Dragon roared, frantically channeling its power to resist the erosion from the bronze mist: "It can't be that guy! That guy always fights head-on, he never resorts to sneak attacks!"

The Demon Dragon Emperor was in no better condition either.

He switched to the new system earlier than Zu Long, so his power is the weakest now. Almost instantly, he was corrupted from a handsome young man into a bronze figure!

"Fellow Daoist Demon Dragon Emperor, you look even more adorable now."

Feng Xia glanced at you a few times and couldn't help but laugh, "Maybe if a young girl were to be overcome with maternal instincts and see you like this on the street, she would want to take you home and worship you."

The Demon Dragon Emperor glared angrily.

However, he was in a bad state at the moment, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Suddenly, Zu Long glanced at Feng Xia and exclaimed in astonishment, "Fellow Daoist Feng... why are you completely unaffected?!"

At this moment, although Feng Xia was surrounded by bronze mist, it was clear that the bronze mist had not been able to penetrate his body, nor had it had any effect on him whatsoever!

Feng Xia clapped his hands and said leisurely:

"It's simple, because I've dealt with this guy before."

He thought of the bronze demon sword he had encountered in the Xuan Yuan World!

The person behind that demonic blade was one of the nineteen mysterious Dao Ancestors—

Lord of Bronze!

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Chapter 1151

"You've also dealt with the Bronze Lord?"

Zulong was utterly astonished.

He knew that Fengxia and the Lord of Gray Mist had an irreconcilable deep-seated hatred.

He had also heard that the infamous Lord of Bloodlust, a powerful enemy from the ancient times of the Divine Kingdom, had suffered a crushing defeat and heavy damage at the hands of Feng Xia!

However, it was still unknown that Feng Xia had actually dealt with the Bronze Lord.

The true meaning of "dealing with someone" is self-evident.

More importantly, judging from Feng Xia's tone, he was clearly the one who had the upper hand!

Just how many bizarre Dao Ancestors have they dealt with?!

Both the Ancestral Dragon and the Demon Dragon Emperor had the same thought in their minds.

You must know that in the ancient times, the source of the mystery and the ancestor of the mystery were people who would avoid them at all costs. Even the Great Emperors kept them at arm's length.

But Feng Xia is something else entirely; he not only had dealings with people, he also beat them up!

"I've had some dealings with them."

Feng Xia nodded, recalling the bronze demon sword from back then: "However, it is obvious that this Bronze Lord did not recognize me. Perhaps it was because I was still very weak at the time, and my aura was vastly different, so I was not worth remembering by him."

The two dragons simply took it seriously.

They all knew very well why the Bronze Lord hadn't recognized Feng Xia.

That's because Feng Xia doesn't have the aura of the strange Dao Ancestor at all. How many living beings in the world can completely isolate themselves from the influence of the strange after being attacked by it?

Even those at the Emperor Realm would find it difficult to achieve.

For the nineteen mysterious Dao Ancestors, recognizing people based on their own aura imprints is far more effective and accurate than other methods.

"Fellow Daoist Feng... do you have a solution?!"

Zu Long suddenly came to his senses.

Feng Xia nodded first, then shook his head: "I naturally have a way to deal with it, but I can't use it right now, otherwise the Bronze Lord will definitely sense it."

It was only because the three of them were of a high enough level, and Feng Xia also controlled a portion of the power of the Heavenly Dao. Otherwise, simply mentioning the name of the Bronze Lord in Ziwei might have been sensed by that strange Dao Ancestor.

“Then…” Zu Long was stunned.

"Kid, are we just going to let ourselves be corrupted like this?!"

The young demon dragon emperor also roared angrily, his expression showing extreme pain.

His cultivation level was at its lowest after he switched to other cultivation methods, making it the most difficult for him to resist at this moment.

"If we are corrupted, you won't fare any better!" the Demon Dragon Emperor roared. "Damn it, I shouldn't have trusted you, brat! The stars of the heavens, their influence upon me—"

The moment he finished speaking, he was about to summon his own universe in an attempt to suppress the strange corruption.

However, before that, Feng Xia's palm had already slapped over.

"Fellow Daoist Demon Dragon Emperor, don't be so hasty in everything."

Feng Xia chuckled softly, and a strange ripple spread from his palm, neutralizing the summoning power of the Demon Dragon Emperor.

The Demon Dragon Emperor was utterly astonished, almost unable to believe his eyes: "You... how do you know my secret technique?!"

On the surface, Feng Xia shattered his summoning technique with a single palm strike.

However, the Demon Dragon Emperor could sense a completely opposite force that transformed into a special divine power, which perfectly countered his summoning of the microcosm.

To achieve this, one must not only be proficient in the great Dao he is proficient in, but also be familiar with his techniques and supernatural powers, even reaching a state of perfection, in order to be able to reverse the supernatural powers.

Feng Xia slowly withdrew his palm and said with a leisurely smile, "When Fellow Daoist Zulong fought with me, he repeatedly used this secret technique. I was eager to learn it and accidentally picked it up."

Demon Dragon Emperor: "I accidentally learned it! &@!%...#!&...@"

Is it possible to be careless about something like this?!

Feng Xia, of course, wouldn't bring up the matter of elemental abilities.

At his current level, even if attribute orbs drop, they often don't offer much help.

Only his previous battle with the Demon Dragon Emperor not only showed him a higher level of direction, but also loosened the bottleneck that had plagued him for so long.

"As expected of the Holy Spirit Body."

However, Zu Long seemed to remember something and sighed inwardly.

That was, according to the Imperial Advisor, a Holy Spirit Body that was unique in heaven and earth.

In a sense, the Holy Spirit Body is even rarer than the innate gods and demons.

After all, whether it was the innate gods and demons at the beginning of creation or the innate deities nurtured in the innate holy lands later, although their numbers were extremely small, there were still some of them.

But the Holy Spirit Body is different.

Throughout history, for billions of years.

Although traces of it occasionally appear in ancient history...

But in fact, to date, only Feng Xia has truly revealed the Holy Spirit's body of the true God.

It would be no exaggeration to call him unparalleled in the world!

"In short, wasn't our goal to fish?"

Feng Xia smiled, forcefully suppressing the enraged young demon dragon emperor, and continued to laugh, "Originally, I just wanted to give it a try, but now a big fish has taken the bait, isn't that wonderful?"

Before they could finish speaking, both the Ancestral Dragon and the Demon Dragon Emperor simultaneously exclaimed in shock, "Fellow Daoist Feng Xia, your head, your head has split open—"

As Feng Xia spoke, his face split in two.

Even when it split open, Fuuka's four lips were still moving!

It's even stranger than the bizarre!

"I know, I know, don't worry."

Unexpectedly, Feng Xia smiled slightly, and her whole body split in two.

Then each half of Feng Xia was regenerated with flesh and blood, and in an instant, it became whole again. What was presented before us now were two identical Feng Xia!

The bronze mist surrounding everyone was surging wildly toward one of the winds.

Another Feng Xia stroked his chin, a half-smile on his face, and said, "If we had easily blocked the Bronze Lord's corruption, it would have made him wary and suspicious. But things are different now."

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for the Ancestral Dragon and the Demon Dragon Emperor to reply, he raised his hand and slapped the two of them repeatedly.

Instantly, the two of them also broke apart!

Watching another version of himself emerge in the air, constantly being eroded by the bronze mist, the Ancestral Dragon Demon Emperor was shocked, yet also felt a sense of absurdity and horror.