The Spirit of God Million Domain

"Huh? What's going on?"

Xu Feng's expression changed slightly. He found that as he moved towards the ancient battlefield, the dark aura in his body gradually emerged.

"Damn it, it seems that the strong man from the Dark Palace has also come to this ancient battlefield. What is he doing here?" Xu Feng's face looked a little ugly.

"No, with my current strength, if I meet a strong man like that, I will definitely die." He knew very well his own strength, a strong man of that level.

Even if he uses the soul secret technique, it may not have a great impact on the other party. As for his magical fire, I'm afraid he won't even have a chance to use it.

"I have to think of a way to seal this aura in my body first." Thinking of this, Xu Feng's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Oh, why did I forget that the sealing formation taught to me by Emperor Lingwu can be used directly by me to seal the power of darkness, right?"

Just do what he said. While Xu Feng sat cross-legged, the spiritual energy around his body continued to flow, and his hands were constantly changing.

"What is this kid doing?" Han Peng, who was not far away, cast his eyes towards Xu Feng, and he felt the strong spiritual power fluctuations in Xu Feng's body.

Huo Xi and Mao Mao were standing next to Xu Feng. The two little guys stared at the people around them with burning eyes. If you dare to disturb Xu Feng, I will fight with you desperately.

The people around them also knew that these two little guys were Xu Feng's pets after talking with Xu Feng. Of course, they didn't know that these two little guys were stronger than most of them.

Everyone also knew that Xu Feng was practicing, so no one bothered him.

"interesting?"

In the sky, there is an old man with a withered figure. He is still wrapped in a thick black robe, only his eyes are exposed.

There was a young man standing next to him. He didn't know why his grandfather suddenly said this, and said, "Grandpa, who are you talking to?"

A hint of murderous intent appeared on Zhou Guoneng's face. He looked at the young man beside him and said, "Peng'er, do you still remember that we were in the Tianhua Domain, in the dark palace, and the blood pool was absorbed by others?"

Hearing Zhou Guoneng's words, Zhou Rupeng's face suddenly became ferocious: "That boy deserves to die. He dares to rob me of this opportunity. I will definitely skin him and cramp him."

"Haha... Peng'er, maybe you really have this opportunity to skin him and cramp him. I just sensed that he should be approaching the ancient battlefield." Zhou Guoneng said with a smile.

Zhou Rupeng's face was filled with murderous intent, and his eyes were filled with cold light: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will make that boy's life worse than death."

"Does that kid really think that he can forcibly seal my aura so that I can't sense it?" Zhou Guoneng's lips had a hint of murderous intent.

However, he was also curious about what kind of young genius could withstand a palm like his own and could seal the power of darkness.

"Let's go, let's not waste time. Your father has sent a message. They have arrived at the ancient battlefield." Zhou Guoneng said calmly to the young man.

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After about a day, under the flight of the spirit boat, everyone came to a somewhat dilapidated void, but there was an ancient atmosphere.

In the distant sky, a towering battle platform can be vaguely seen. The spiritual power is abundant, and on the top of the battle platform, the power of the stars is hovering.

"Quack...Han Peng, you're all right..." Not far away, a cold voice came, and a middle-aged man was seen flying over in a spiritual boat.

Han Peng said to the people around him: "He is the strong man in Fufeng Region, Zhou Xiong. He is an eighth-grade spiritual master, and his strength should not be underestimated."

Fufeng Territory is not like the Great Xiamen, there are many small forces. The greatest strength is Daxia Clan, and Fufeng Clan is almost entirely controlled by the Zhou family.

The biggest reason is that Zhou Xiong's father, Zhou Guoneng, is from the northern wilderness area, and the elder of the northern branch is a peak spiritual master.

Moreover, Zhou Xiong also has a very powerful son,

He is also the core disciple of the Northern Branch, ranking eighteenth on the Heavenly Ranking.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Han Peng didn't have much affection for Zhou Xiong. Zhou Xiong was ruthless and would do anything to achieve his goals.

Zhou Xiong's eyes first fell behind Han Peng, and finally stayed on Xu Feng. He laughed directly: "Han Peng, it seems that there is really no one in your Daxia sect. Such a waste of a second-grade spiritual master, you also arranged to attend Didn’t he send him to die in the Ten Realms Holy War?”

"Are you going to die?" Han Peng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but he did not continue to argue with Zhou Xiong.

Only by taking things by surprise like this can we teach our opponents a painful lesson.

"Hahaha... Qin Ruofeng, your Daxia clan is getting more and more rubbish. The rubbish of the second-grade spiritual masters are also sent to fight." Behind Zhou Xiong, a young man had a ruthless face, and he stared at Qin Ruofeng.

Qin Ruofeng stood there with a calm expression on his face and said: "Zhou Rushun, please don't let me defeat your defeated general. You'd better pray that you can enter the second round first."

Hearing Qin Ruofeng's words, Zhou Rushun's face was full of ferocity. He stared at Qin Ruofeng. He was indeed not Qin Ruofeng's opponent before.

However, it is still unclear who will win this time.

"Qin Ruofeng, your opponent should be me, don't make a mistake, haha." A young man stood not far away, with an aura stronger than Zhou Rushun's.

Zhou Tai is the Zhou family's number one genius in the Fufeng Region. Of course, his talent is not as strong as Zhou Xiong's son, but I don't know if the latter will come to participate in the Ten Domains Holy War.

"You two are really early."

Not far away, a spirit boat shuttled by.

Xu Feng's eyes quickly looked there. He found that there was no Ying'er on the spirit boat, and he had a murderous intention in his heart: "I hope you in the Xingluo Territory will not do anything that you will regret."

"Don't talk nonsense anymore. The ancient battlefield is about to start. Let's go to the ancient battlefield first and then talk about it." Zhou Xiong had an arrogant look on his face.

Just like that, the three spirit boats flew towards the ancient battlefield.

On board these three spirit boats are the most powerful geniuses.

In the future, they will all have the pinnacle combat power of the Ten Domains, so no one dares to underestimate them.

Three spirit boats arrived at the ancient battlefield, and people from the other seven domains also arrived one after another.

Xu Feng stared at the void in the distance, which was like a huge whirlpool spinning. It must be the entrance to the ancient battlefield, and the aura of simplicity and vicissitudes was very strong.

"Look over there, Daxia Clan has arranged for a second-grade spiritual master to participate in the Ten Realm Holy War. How much do you hate him and want him to die?"

Some young people not far away looked at Xu Feng standing in the crowd, all of them with sarcasm on their faces. In their opinion, the second-grade spiritual master was a waste.