Eternal First Son-in-law

"Xu Wuzhou, your human race can't win."

King Geng stared at Xu Wuzhou gloomyly, a martial artist jumped out behind him, and at the same time they dragged out a mirror.

This is a purple mirror, but purple is not its color, but the color reflected by the purple Dao pattern.

A group of warriors dragging the mirror suddenly cut a cut on their wrist with a knife. As the cut appeared, the blood flowing out of the body was absorbed by the mirror. As more and more blood was absorbed by the mirror, the inside of the mirror A figure is reflected.

The moment the figure appeared, a group of warriors burned their blood essence and continuously infused them with strength.

The figure with closed eyes walked out of it as if awakened with a start.

The moment this figure was walked out, the heavens and the earth in vain poured out a wave of holy power, which was terrifying and gradually formed a sanctuary.

That's right, the sanctuary that even sub-sages could not form was formed in front of this illusory figure.

"Saint illusion!"

Many people's pupils contracted, only staring at this group of virtual images, the virtual images came towards Xu Wuzhou, the sanctuary was oppressed, and the space continued to collapse.

King Geng stared at Xu Wuzhou and sneered, "Frog in the well, you will never know how strong our saint clan is."

Before Xu Wuzhou could speak, he saw a person walking into the arena, looked at King Geng sarcastically and said, "Why are you so strong as a saint, but it's just the holy blood realm of your demon clan's ancestor weapon. It's a pity that it's not a saint who hosts it." This treasure, otherwise we really have to turn around and leave."

Xu Wuzhou looked at Yu Feng, nodded and said, "Did you bring the big formation?"

Yu Feng said: "I'm only powerful, and it won't last long. Are you sure you have the means to help me control the big formation?"

Xu Wuzhou said: "Can you destroy the illusion of the saint?"

Yu Feng was very dissatisfied and said: "My ancestor is the ancestor!"

While speaking, I saw many utensils flying out of Yu Feng's body. He used secret techniques, and the utensils were connected together to form a huge formation, which was like a sanctuary. The phantom of the saint who came out was trapped in it.

Trapped in it are Jue Dian and the powerful man who just attacked Xu Wuzhou.

"You demons have treasures and means.

Doesn't my human race have no treasures and no means?

This is the formation left by the ancestor of my Yu family, how difficult is it to stop your saint's phantom? "

As soon as the big formation came out, ripples burst out, containing great power, and directly strangled the phantom of the saint.

Two unimaginable forces collided in this space, and the void continued to crack and collapse.

This is the impact of the two sanctuaries. Although the two do not have the power of real saints, they are beyond the cognition of all warriors. They look at the scene of destruction in the field, and everyone feels palpitations.

The large formation dragged down the phantom of the saint, which made a group of warriors crazily burn their blood into the mirror.

These people have been specially trained, otherwise they would not be able to drive the Holy Blood Realm.

Driven by their madness, the saint's phantom solidified again, and the originally blocked footsteps moved forward again. Every step, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered.

At this time, Yu Feng's forehead was dripping with sweat, and the strength in his body was consumed crazily, but this consumption was not enough to support him to support this large formation by himself.

"What means do you have, take it out, this kind of consumption can't last long even if I am powerful."

Xu Wuzhou didn't speak, but put his hands behind Yu Feng's back. Yu Feng only felt a tyrannical force pour into his body, and merged with his power directly.

Yu Feng wondered, Xu Wuzhou practiced differently from him, why would this power be of the same quality and origin?

However, he didn't think too much about it, as this force poured in, he just felt his body was full of strength, bursting out with all his strength, and in an instant, the great formation burst into light, suppressing the saint's phantom vividly.

Seeing this, King Geng stared coldly, and shouted at the martial artist who had just attacked Xu Wuzhou: "Kill him!"

In his opinion, Xu Wuzhou and Yu Feng presided over the formation.

At this time, Xu Wuzhou and Yu Feng happened to be killed.

Eagle King and other warriors also seized the opportunity at this time and killed Xu Wuzhou.

Seeing this scene, Yu Feng sneered and looked at the warriors who were killing them.

Can't help complaining: "Made, I'm a descendant of the ancestors?

Do you understand? "

Everyone didn't understand what he meant, and at this moment they heard Yu Feng say again: "It's because my Yu family is rich, and if I have money, I can smash you to death!"

While speaking, Yu Feng directly threw a bracelet in his hand.

The holy light erupted in this hand, obviously a holy weapon.

And when this holy artifact was thrown out, it fell directly in front of the warrior, and immediately exploded with a bang.

Yu Feng actually used the holy weapon as a bomb, smashing the holy weapon to face these warriors.

These warriors never thought of this, even Jue Dian only felt a sweetness in his throat when facing such an impact, and a stream of blood spewed out of his mouth.

As for the other fighters, those who were close were directly blown to pieces, and the aftermath of the explosion of the sacred weapon made him scatter in blood rain.

"I don't trouble you, but you still trouble me, you really don't know how to live or die!"

While Yu Feng was speaking, the pen flicked again, and another bracelet flew out.

This bracelet is also a sacred object, and the sacred object was detonated again, and it exploded directly towards the demon warriors.

The supreme warriors wanted to escape, but they were surrounded by the phantom of the saint and the big formation, they couldn't escape at all, they could only avoid the center of the explosion of the holy weapon.

But even so, he was still hit and his body was injured.

And obviously, this is just the beginning.

The holy artifacts on Yu Feng's body were constantly thrown out by him, one after another, detonated without taking it seriously.

Countless people who watched this scene were dumbfounded, this is a holy artifact, how precious it is.

It is calculated that many great religions do not have one.

But in Yu Feng's hands, they are no different from firecrackers.

Even the human race couldn't help but want to scold the prodigal son at this moment.

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