Fantasy: My Nine-Life Fate With The Empress

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Inside the bloody stone gate treasure land.

"Yahoo!"

Wang Feng let out an exclamation, his voice was very excited.

It was particularly exciting because he was holding an imperial elixir in his hand at the moment, followed by more than a dozen monks from the third to eighth levels of the Heyuan Realm, hot on his heels.

Wang Feng ran, his eyes lit up, he lowered his body, and instantly took away the storage bags on several corpses on the ground.

"I'm a tired mother!"

The monk behind Wang Feng started to curse Wang Feng.

They were killing the good ones, but there would always be villains like this flying out of the darkness, killing only one person and then taking away the treasure.

"I'm going to speed up, bye!"

Wang Feng ignored the curses and ran around in countless passages.

But this also caused some problems, such as the monk behind Wang Feng who was suddenly poisoned by the poisonous mist.

Or something like a blood thread may suddenly be drilled out and inserted into the back of the head, or an insect may be drilled into the heart.

Of course, these are not ordinary things. Even Wang Feng's body is covered with color. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough.

But the group of monks were like crazy, several of them were dead, and they still chased Wang Feng closely, using all kinds of secret techniques.

The entire passage was rumbling, and if it weren't for the fact that it was made of some kind of spiritual mine, it would have collapsed long ago.

Because of this, Wang Feng could no longer dig tunnels, which made him distressed because he was missing a means.

The royal medicine in his hand now is worth a lot of money. For these casual cultivators who are practicing hard, it is their life!

Wang Feng's right hand turned into a sword, and with one stroke he split the bloody thread that was attacking at a high speed in front of him, and he flashed past.

But then his eyes widened under the mask, and he turned around and ran back towards the monk chasing him.

"Run!!"

The monk who originally wanted to take action against him heard his exclamation, looked behind him, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

All of a sudden, my waist no longer hurts, my legs are no longer sore, and my whole body has enough spiritual energy. I can run eight hundred miles in one breath, which is like climbing over mountains and ridges.

Because behind Wang Feng there was a pillar of blood as thick as a wild ox heading towards them.

Wang Feng put the imperial medicine into the storage space, his speed increased several times compared with before, and he surpassed the group of monks in one go with his body skills.

Puff puff puff!

The blood pillar as thick as an ox pierced the bodies of several monks in just a few breaths, and was still chasing Wang Feng.

"Stop chasing me!"

Wang Feng looked at the blood column getting closer and closer, and his speed increased again.

He ran away, he chased, and from time to time the bloody pillar would stab a few passing monks to death.

But Wang Feng's body seemed to be tempting it, and it just kept chasing after him.

"Help!!"

Wang Feng ran around in the collusion passage, running into an open field.

Spiritual energy was flying everywhere on the field, and the monks were fighting fiercely.

Wang Feng dodged the thick blood pillar that was stabbing him, and when he looked up, he saw a royal weapon floating in the open field.

"Mine!"

Wang Feng's mind was instantly attracted, he stepped hard on the ground, flew forward and put his hand into the storage space.

"Little thief!"

The entire battle stopped for a moment, and they attacked Wang Feng, but they did not notice the large blood column that came in behind.

After a few breaths, the entire place was cleared, except for a few fast runners, leaving only a pile of corpses.

"Good fighter!"

Wang Feng gave Bloodshot a thumbs up, but the steps on his feet did not slow down at all.

Just like this, it chased, he ran, and a few days later...

"Brother! Stop chasing me! I'll be out right away, okay!"

Wang Feng looked at the bloody pillar behind him and shouted a few times, but it was obvious that it had no consciousness..., only instinct!

Wang Feng didn't even know there was something about him that attracted him, and he could chase him for so many days without giving up.

At this moment, Wang Feng was running when he suddenly felt that his surrounding vision gradually turned blood red.

This made him couldn't help but rub his eyes vigorously, and then looked behind him. His field of vision was normal, but the environment in front was very strange.

"The Heavenly Killing Blood Bead! It's the Heavenly Killing Blood Bead!!"

Noisy sounds came, and there was an empty field in front of them. There seemed to be dozens of people.

Heavenly Kill... Blood Bead?

Wang Feng took a pill and accelerated again. For a moment, the blood column behind him was thrown away by him.

Wang Feng also discovered that although the thing was big and thick, it was only at the Yuanjing realm, and it was still the most rubbish kind of creature at the Yuanjing realm.

It can't compare with the blood streaks on the bloody stone door, it's just a little bigger.

If he cooperates with upper body techniques and uses his spiritual firepower at full strength, he can still keep away from it in the treasure land full of passages.

It's just that the length of the thing is too long, and it seems to be fixed on him, and he will always meet it again.

"ah!!"

"Die to me!!"

As soon as Wang Feng entered the venue, noisy sounds came and went.

A half-remaining body flew in front of Wang Feng, so frightened that he quickly lowered his head to avoid it.

In the open field of vision, the ground was full of broken limbs and broken arms, blood was splattered all over the ground, and there were at least hundreds of corpses.

And there was a red to black blood bead floating on the top of the sky, and the aura it exuded was extremely cold.

【Ding! The best sealed holy weapon! Grab it quickly! 】

The voice of the system came into Wang Feng's mind, which startled him, but after hearing its words, he was instantly surprised.

He is the best at robbing things. He has been robbing them for thousands of years. These little guys are rushing to grab things from him because they want to eat their butts!

Wang Feng stood up and felt his body tremble after just a brief glance.

Moreover, there were the most corpses directly under this blood bead, and they all piled up into a hill.

The people on the field were currently fighting on soft corpses, and a casual blow would cause a large splash of blood.

I go!

Wang Feng couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart when he saw this tragic scene.

Then he quickly lay down, hiding his figure, and then used the system to suppress his breath.

At this time, the blood pillar also chased in, but after searching for breath for a long time, he couldn't find Wang Feng's figure, so he could only kill the monks around him.

However, in less than three seconds, its head was crushed into slag by the blast of spiritual energy.

Now the blood column, which was stimulated by the pain, was finally frightened and shrank back crazily, making it difficult to find any trace of it.

The monk with the highest level of cultivation in this field is at the fifth level of Po Yuan Realm, but now he is also surrounded and on the verge of death.

Join forces to kill those with higher cultivation levels first, and then slowly fight over them. This is an unspoken rule that everyone knows.

Otherwise, the treasure will only fall into the hands of those with the highest cultivation level in the end, and they will be killed easily.

When Wang Feng saw the bloody pillar receding, he was lying in the dark among the piles of corpses. When the aftermath came, he held up a corpse to block it.

Although he was still knocked away several meters, Wang Feng immediately hid his whole body in the pile of corpses, and the chaotic spiritual power covered his flesh and blood.

But the mask was a bit in the way. With a thought, Wang Feng's real ghost mask on his face was instantly imprinted into his flesh and blood.

As if it is a natural pattern, the products produced by the system must be high-quality.

After all, it took me three years to refresh the mall, and I spent more than 80,000 Origin Points to buy it.

Wang Feng touched his somewhat frosted face, then buried his face in the blood and rubbed it.