The Spirit of God Million Domain

Outside the ancient battlefield, many people gathered.

This ten-domain holy war is an extremely intense event, and naturally many people come to watch it.

There are quite a few warriors who come to participate in the Ten Realm Holy War, and now with the people watching, the number is naturally very large.

As Xu Feng and others arrived at a high battle platform, the desolate atmosphere in the distance rushed towards them.

Xu Feng's face was full of curiosity as to what was in this ancient battlefield.

In particular, Xu Feng's gaze fell on the top of the ancient battlefield, and the power of the stars across the sky and earth was even more powerful.

"No wonder so many people came to fight for it. It seems that this ancient battlefield is indeed extraordinary."

As everyone arrived outside the ancient battlefield, thirteen teams stood up at the same time.

"I was almost a little late."

At this moment, a cold voice came from the sky.

Then I saw an old man and a young man coming out of the air.

Everyone's eyes fell on the old man. This old man was the elder of the Dark Palace and a peak spiritual master.

"Damn it, I didn't expect that even Zhou Rupeng from Fufeng Region would come to participate in the Ten Regions Holy War." Han Peng stood aside, solemnity appearing in his eyes.

"This Zhou Rupeng is a disciple of the Dark Palace, a genius ranked eighteenth on the Heavenly Ranking. In addition, Fufeng Domain already has many geniuses, and the lineup is even larger."

Xu Feng stood among the crowd, but he squinted his eyes slightly. He stared at the old man in black robe. As for the young man beside him, he didn't care much.

He is ranked eighteenth on the Heavenly Ranking. If he now uses the inherited spiritual skills and the secret soul skills, it shouldn't be difficult to kill the opponent.

"So it's this old guy. Sooner or later, I want you to pay back double the amount." The sealed power of darkness in Xu Feng's body began to move.

However, Xu Feng's sealing formation was not simple, and even Zhou Guoneng didn't feel the change.

Zhou Guoneng's eyes were a bit ugly. He originally thought that he would be able to sense the existence of the power of darkness when he came to the place where the Ten Realms Holy War was held.

However, ever since he felt the strange movement of the power of darkness that day, he had completely lost his ability to perceive, and even he was a little shocked in his heart.

What kind of person can do all this?

With so many people standing at the scene, it was certainly impossible for Zhou Guoneng to watch them one by one.

Although he had seen Xu Feng, he was unable to investigate so many people.

"Hmph, as long as he dares to come and participate in the Ten Realms Holy War, I am sure that he will die here." Zhou Guoneng's eyes showed a faint killing intent.

"Children, welcome your father!" Zhou Xiong saw the old man appear and quickly ran forward and saluted respectfully to the old man.

The old man nodded to Zhou Xiong and said: "Peng'er's strength is not a problem. This time he will represent the Fufeng Region in the Ten-Region Holy War and give him the position of captain."

Of course Zhou Xiong would not treat his son badly. With a smile on his face, he said: "Don't worry, father. I have arranged everything a long time ago. Where are you waiting for Peng'er?"

Zhou Xiong felt Zhou Rupeng's aura and had a happy smile on his face. Perhaps the biggest thing in his life was to give birth to such a genius son.

"Father."

Zhou Rupeng looked at Zhou Xiong with arrogance on his face.

Zhou Xiong nodded with satisfaction and said: "Peng'er, let's go over there first. The Holy War of the Ten Domains will begin soon, and you will become the captain of one of the teams."

"Let me introduce to you, this is my son Zhou Rupeng. I believe some of you know him. Next, he will serve as your captain and lead you to participate in the Ten Realms Holy War. Does anyone have any opinions?" Zhou Xiong asked Zhou Rupeng came to Fufeng Domain.

Those people all know that Zhou Rupeng is very powerful. Who would think about it and seek death?

Zhou Rupeng looked at everyone's reaction, nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Don't worry, as your captain, I will naturally lead you to win first place."

Zhou Rupeng's voice was loud and his tone was extremely arrogant.

Then, Zhou Rupeng's eyes fell on the Daxia Clan people who were adjacent to them.

He looked at Xu Feng and burst out laughing: "Hahaha... I'm laughing so hard... The second-grade spiritual master is also going to participate in the Ten Realms Holy War. Is there no one in your Daxia Region?"

Xu Feng still stood there unmoved by Zhou Rupeng's ridicule.

"Where did this trash come from, dare to ignore me?" Zhou Rupeng's eyes showed murderous intent.

But Zhou Xiong said calmly to Zhou Rupeng: "Peng'er, the Holy War of the Ten Realms will begin soon. When we enter the ancient battlefield later, you can slowly deal with him."

"snort!"

Zhou Rupeng snorted coldly and looked towards the ancient battlefield.

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Huhuhu...

Along with the ancient battlefield, gusts of wind roared, and it seemed like a chilling battlefield, with horns sounding.

Eight hundred miles away, the troops under my command are burning, the sound of fifty-stringed strings is heard outside the Great Wall, and the troops are ordered in autumn on the battlefield...

In the era of fierce battles and iron horses, countless heroes fought...

A look of awe also appeared on Xu Feng's face, and his eyes were solemn.

"Everyone, get ready, we are entering the ancient battlefield."

As someone took the lead to rush into the ancient battlefield, teams one after another also entered it.

Xu Feng led everyone towards the ancient battlefield.

However, looking at Xu Feng's back, Zhou Guoneng suddenly frowned. He felt that Xu Feng had felt the fluctuation of the power of darkness just for a moment.

"That's not right. How can a second-grade spiritual master be able to withstand one attack from me? Am I too cautious?" Zhou Guoneng murmured.

"Yes, it's unbelievable that the other party dares to participate in the Ten Realms Holy War even though they know that I can sense the power of darkness." Zhou Guoneng said secretly.

Xu Feng looked at the eleven people behind him and said: "A total of seven teams will be eliminated. If we encounter a strong team next, you must also take action."

"I have a principle, that is, if you are killed by someone of the same level, you deserve it, and I will not help. Of course, those who are stronger than you will be left to me."

After Xu Feng finished speaking to them, he looked at the ancient battlefield. His eyes fell in the distance, where the power of the stars was extremely strong.

Before Xu Feng and others had gone far, bursts of footsteps suddenly came.

Everyone's expressions became very ugly, but Xu Feng was calm.

He looked at the team coming towards him, with a faint smile on his face. Did he really come to whatever he wanted?

He could see clearly that the team coming from the opposite side was one of the teams from the Star Luo Territory.

He just needed to find someone from Xingluomen to ask how Ying'er was doing.

"I didn't expect that we were so lucky. As soon as we entered the ancient battlefield, we met a group of trash." The leader was a young man who was a sixth-grade spiritual master.

There was an arrogant smile on his face. He looked at Xu Feng's second-grade spiritual master's cultivation and the strongest person in this team, who was only at the peak of the fifth-grade spiritual master. He felt that he had a chance to win.