I! The Strongest Suzerain

Seeing Yue Xilai, who was already dying, Han Feng killed a demon cultivator in the Primordial Spirit Realm, and went straight to the Blood Refining Cult Master.

No way, if you don't take action, Yue Xi will ascend to heaven later, Han Feng has already sent a message to Lu Ban, but he just doesn't know when Lu Ban will come.

"Fellow Daoist Yue, are you alright?"

Han Feng stood in front of Yue Xilai and said lightly, Yue Xilai was already scolding Han Feng for being a scumbag in his heart, and his old bones were about to fall apart.

But on the surface, Yue Xilai said with a smile,

"I'm fine, Sect Master Tiangang, please be careful, this old devil is very strange."

"Fellow Daoist Yue, take a seat first, and I will come and meet this octopus for a while."

Han Feng scratched his head and looked at the sect leader with contempt,

"I said that octopus, don't look like a dead father and no mother, come over to Grandpa Han to give you a dismemberment operation!"

"The juniors in the late Yuanshen stage also dare to challenge this seat and seek death!"

The tentacles behind the Blood Refining Master instantly wrapped around Han Feng. These tentacles were covered with a layer of mucus. Although they were far away, Han Feng could also feel the terrifying corrosiveness and stench on the mucus.

If you are entangled, even if the injury is not serious, you will feel sick for a long time.

"How long has this octopus paw been washed? It smells so bad? Come on, Grandpa Han cut it for you!"

Han Feng's voice fell, and the powerful sword energy whizzed past. With the blessing of the sword, the octopus claws were cut off in an instant, black blood suddenly poured out, and the stench reverberated around.

"Ding! Host, you've hurt half a step and asked the powerhouse, 1% of the law of kendo is understood!"

Dwarf oil~ Han Feng's face was happy when he heard the familiar system voice, and then he felt that his understanding of the sword was even more profound.

"Boy! I want you to die!"

The Soul Refining Cult Master looked extremely crazy under the pain. He spat out a blood mist from his mouth, which instantly enveloped Han Feng.

"Hahaha!!! Junior, give up the struggle, in the blood domain of this seat, no Primordial Spirit cultivator can survive, but in ten breaths you will be drained of blood, the Primordial Spirit will be eroded, and finally become the Primordial Spirit. The nourishment of the seat. quack quack!!!”

The soul-refining sect master was fighting furiously, Yue Xilai's complexion changed greatly, the blood domain, this is the secret method of the soul-refining sect, it is terrifying and strange. Four hundred years ago, he was still in the early stage of Yuanshen, when he fought with the soul-refining sect master. After a game, he was accidentally trapped in this blood domain and almost died.

But fortunately at that time, he had a life-saving magic weapon on his body, so he fled back in embarrassment. Now the soul refining leader has already asked half a step, this blood field has become more strange and terrifying, and Han Feng is mostly cold in it.. ....

However, ten breaths have passed. Han Feng still looked at the Soul Refining Master with a dazed expression...

And in his mind, the system prompt sound kept ringing,

"The host's body is damaged, and the body is strengthened by 5%!"

"The host's body is damaged, and the body is strengthened by 3%!"

"The host's body is damaged, and the body is strengthened by 2%!"

This sweet voice fell in Han Feng's heart, it was simply... even more fairy sound than Xian Yin!

More than half a day passed, Han Feng simply lay down on the Tiangang sword and fell asleep,

"No...impossible!"

The Soul Refining Cult Master is not calm anymore! This blood domain is his unique trick, and he may not be able to resist even a half-step question, but Han Feng is actually... completely fine??

Yue Xilai looked at Han Feng in the blood domain, and was extremely puzzled. Could it be that this soul refining leader is deliberately releasing water??

No, no, no! Absolutely impossible! This soul refining leader seems to be able to release water??

At this time, Han Feng's body was ramping up crazily, and finally the sound of the system stopped abruptly when his body's strength reached 70%. Thinking about it, the blood domain has no effect on Han Feng anymore.

"What a pity, such a cool place is like a practice room? What a pity."

Han Feng muttered to himself, the Soul Refinement leader looked at Han Feng's lost soul, his face full of confusion.

What the hell is this f*ck??? Could it be that his blood domain has failed.

At this time, Han Feng raised his head and looked at the Soul Refining Sect Master and said,

"That big octopus, what other powerful means do you have to use quickly, be quick! Don't be mad."

"you you......"

The Soul Refining Cult Master was suddenly furious with Han Feng's anger, he was so arrogant! Crazy!

"Hey! Big octopus, don't think that you are ugly and stinky. Grandpa Han won't beat you, let you be quick, and quickly shoot!"

Han Feng looked at the Soul Refining Master impatiently, while Yue Xi's eyes were stunned.

What the hell?? Is this really a life-and-death fight? Because Mao's style of painting is not right? Isn't it all tragic and various fighting methods as promised?

Yue Xilai felt that his worldview was completely turned upside down by Han Feng, f*ck this is definitely not a joke..

"Junior, you are courting death!"

The Soul Refining Cult Master suddenly swelled up, traces of aura loomed on his body, and the surrounding air quickly rioted.

The originally clear sky also began to become dark, and a blood red enveloped the entire sky.

"Spirit!"

A straw suddenly appeared in the mouth of the Soul Refining Cult Master, and then the surrounding air was instantly sucked into his mouth. Han Feng felt that his Primordial Spirit was about to be pulled out by this force.

"Warning! Warning! The host spirit is under attack!"

The sound of the system rang, and Han Feng's complexion suddenly changed, f*ck! Didn't it say that if you are attacked, you will become stronger? Why is this not according to the script??

Feeling the gradually blurred consciousness, Han Feng moved the Tiangang sword in his hand,

"I have a sword, and Tian Gang is the formation! It can suppress the mountains and rivers, and stand still!"

The mighty sword energy gathered on Han Feng's body, resisting the power of the Soul Refining Cult Master.

"Jie Jie Jie! Junior, give it up, the Soul Eater in this seat is not something you can compete with in the late stage of Yuanshen!"

The Soul Refinement Master Gaga laughed, looking at Han Feng's more painful appearance, the more he felt happy in his heart, mmp! He finally solved the hatred in his heart!

"Labor and management give up f*ck, grass mud horse, garbage octopus, if you weren't covered in mud, Grandpa Han stewed you in one pot... oh no! Make soup!"

Han Feng started to fight against the Soul Refining Cult Master, even if he couldn't do it, he couldn't be weak in his mouth!

"You eloquent junior, you are courting death!!"

Soul Refining Cult leader's face was red with anger. Although he was an old devil, he was really not good at scolding people. He was a bit stunned when he was scolded by Han Feng for a while.

Yue Xilai already felt that he was messed up in the wind, I'll go alone, this Tiangang sect master is also a strong man, I fuck, but the result is a chapter, like a shrew, there is no bottom line at all.