The Spirit of God Million Domain

Then he would have to bear the backlash of the entire ancient battlefield void. Such a backlash, not to mention his peak spiritual master cultivation, even a half-step spirit emperor would definitely die.

Zhou Guoneng's eyes showed a fierce murderous intent, and he roared angrily, saying: "Boy, if you dare to touch my grandson, I will definitely slaughter your entire clan."

Xu Feng's expression became ferocious and he said: "Old dog, you'd better save your life first and then threaten me."

Click click click...

The constant void began to shatter, and Zhou Guoneng felt bursts of void power, surging towards his body crazily.

There was fear in his eyes, and the breath all over his body was suddenly drawn out towards the void of the ancient battlefield, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

His face was pale, his aura became extremely chaotic, and his eyes were full of shock.

"Damn it!"

The moment Zhou Guoneng withdrew, Zhou Xiong quickly looked at Zhou Guoneng and said, "Father, where is Peng'er?"

Zhou Guoneng spat out a mouthful of blood again, and he said to Zhou Xiong: "We must kill this son, and we must go all out. If we don't kill this son, there will be endless troubles."

"I need to recuperate, otherwise I will be in danger!" After Zhou Guoneng said this to Zhou Xiong, he ran away madly towards the void in the distance.

Hiss, hiss...

Seeing Zhou Guoneng, the peak spiritual master, flee so quickly.

Many people were stunned, even Zhou Xiong had a funny expression on his face.

Is this really his omnipotent father?

In Zhou Xiong's impression, Zhou Guoneng was that omnipotent and extremely powerful being.

Just now, Zhou Guoneng tore through the void. He thought he could save his son, but he didn't know that this would be the situation in the end.

"I, all the elders of Fufeng Sect, obey your order. Xu Feng will appear later and kill this boy on the spot." Zhou Xiong's voice came out, and immediately the elders of Fufeng Sect rushed out one by one.

Zhou Xiong's eyes fell on Wu Ben, who was not far away, and said: "Wu Ben, are you willing to help me with the Fufeng Sect. This kid is the main culprit who wiped out the two teams of your Xingluo Sect."

When Wu Bi heard this, his eyes flickered, and his eyes fell on Han Peng not far away.

But Zhou Xiong looked at Han Peng and said coldly: "Han Peng, if your Daxia clan dares to meddle in other people's business, then don't blame me, Zhou Xiong, for being unkind."

Han Peng said slowly: "Zhou Xiong, this Ten Domain Holy War is a way to test the disciples. Now you want to kill Xu Feng, do you think I will agree?"

"Although I, Han Peng, don't consider myself a strong man, I still have the dignity of a strong man. Xu Feng is participating in the Holy War of the Ten Domains on behalf of my Daxia Clan. If I let you kill him, who will dare to help my Daxia Clan in the future?"

"I, Han Peng, cannot do such an ungrateful thing. I will fight if I want."

Han Peng's voice was extremely hard.

The powerful aura flowing from his body made Wu Ben's expression change slightly. His cultivation was only at the peak of the seventh-grade spiritual master, and he was no match for Han Peng.

"Hmph, if you dare to meddle in other people's business, do you really think that no one in our Fu Feng Sect can deal with you?" At this moment, an old voice sounded.

Behind Zhou Xiong, an old man appeared. His head was white and his body was withered.

His cultivation level is that of an eighth-grade spiritual master.

"I'm not meddling in other people's business, I just want to have a clear conscience." Han Peng's powerful aura flowed around him, and he had no intention of retreating.

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Zhou Rupeng stared at Xu Feng with his eyes full of fear and said: "Xu Feng... I know I was wrong. Please don't kill me. I really know I was wrong."

Zhou Rupeng watched Xu Feng tear the void apart, causing his grandfather to be backlashed, severely injured and fleeing. The pride on his face was completely destroyed.

"On the Lingbao Pavilion's Heavenly Ranking, you guys are saying that Xu Feng is only twenty-five on the Heavenly Ranking. His strength is completely comparable to the top fifteen on the Heavenly Ranking."

At the same time, Zhou Rupeng kept yelling at Lingbao Pavilion in his heart.

He felt that if Lingbao Pavilion was ranked randomly, how could he be so arrogant and arrogant that he thought he was Xu Feng's opponent.

As long as he didn't provoke Xu Feng before the start of the Ten Realms Holy War, how could such a situation happen?

I wonder if the powerful people in charge of ranking in Lingbao Pavilion would curse Zhou Rupeng if they knew what he was thinking.

None of my business!

How did I know that this kid was so perverted, and his cultivation level had improved to this level in just a few months.

"Do you think you would let me go if I was not your opponent today and I begged you for mercy?" Xu Feng looked at Zhou Rupeng and said calmly.

When Zhou Rupeng heard this, of course he would not let Xu Feng go, but he couldn't say it.

"Die to me!"

Xu Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhou Rupeng. The black flames burned crazily, and the flames all condensed into one ball. The blood all over Zhou Rupeng's body seemed to be burning, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Xu Feng, my father will not let you go. If you kill me, you will die too..." Zhou Rupeng's shrill roar echoed in the ancient battlefield.

When Xu Feng heard this, his eyes burst out with a determined light.

Now that Zhou Guoneng was seriously injured and fled, it was absolutely impossible to fight him. As for the remaining people, the existence of eighth-level spiritual masters, it may not be that easy to kill him.

"Haha... Just let them come, why should I be afraid?" Xu Feng's eyes were filled with majestic momentum, and the golden light on his body kept flashing.

The domineering aura on his body at this moment was extremely powerful.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Yang Chunming and others felt their blood boiling when they heard Xu Feng's words.

Yes, why should we be afraid?

After Xu Feng killed Zhou Rupeng, many of the elders of Fufeng Sect outside had gloomy expressions on their faces, and their eyes burst out with crazy killing intent.

Zhou Xiong's eyes were splitting. How could he not be angry when his adopted son and biological son were all killed by Xu Feng in this Ten-Region Holy War?

"Xu Feng, I will not kill you today at Fu Feng Sect. I swear that I will not be a human being." Zhou Xiong's voice was filled with murderous intent, and his eyes were full of violent aura.

After Xu Feng killed Zhou Rupeng, he appeared under the ancient battlefield. He looked at Liu Meng and others and said, "I will leave the ancient battlefield later. My affairs have nothing to do with you."

"You don't need to feel guilty about me. That's the agreement between me and your sect leader Han Peng. Today, I, Xu Feng, will fight in the Holy War of the Ten Realms, killing everyone in all directions, and blood will flow like a river."

After he finished speaking, spiritual energy flowed through his body. The eyes of Mao Mao and Huo Xi on his shoulders also showed madness. The two little guys also knew that a big battle was about to happen.

"Smelly cat, let's have a competition later. Who has killed more people? How about it?" Huo Xi said directly to the kitten.

Meow meow meow……

The kitten held its head high and barked at Huo Xi a few times, as if to say: "Compete, who is afraid of whom?"

Xu Feng felt the words of the two little guys on his shoulders, with a smile on his face.

He directly penetrated the void and appeared outside the ancient battlefield.

End of this chapter