The Spirit of God Million Domain

Click!

As the crisp voice sounded, everyone's heart beat violently instantly.

They could see clearly that the terrifying thunder and lightning completely shattered Xu Feng's body, and cracks appeared one after another.

"Why!"

It seemed that countless people were sighing silently at this moment, just because they knew that the peerless genius was dead after all.

"This Xu Feng is really overestimating his abilities. If he tried his best, this calamity probably wouldn't be able to kill him. It's a pity that such a peerless genius died like this."

The old man who was half a step into the Spiritual Emperor had a look of regret in his eyes, especially when he looked at Xu Feng's golden body, which was constantly cracking.

The blood seemed to be constantly dissipating, and what he felt most clearly was that the vitality in Xu Feng's body was constantly dissipating.

If a warrior, even a powerful Spirit Emperor, loses his vitality, it will be very difficult for him to survive.

"It's really a pity. He seemed to be using lightning to condense his body just now, but unfortunately he still didn't succeed." Someone sighed.

A monk wearing cassocks appeared not far away. He stared at Xu Feng's body. He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha!"

He is a disciple of Xuzhou Buddhism, and he feels very clearly that what Xu Feng cultivates is not an ordinary body, but the body of a spiritual emperor.

Instead, it uses the body of the Spiritual Emperor condensed by the Tyrannical Divine Technique. This Tyrant Divine Technique is so domineering that those who practice it will die to death if they are not careful.

There is no doubt that Xu Feng failed to condense the body of the Spiritual Emperor after all, otherwise his body would not have such cracks.

"This benefactor is practicing the Tyrant Divine Art of our Xuzhou Buddhism. He is condensing the Tyrant spirit body. If this spiritual body is successfully condensed, his strength will be greatly improved."

The monk wearing cassocks had a wise light in his eyes.

"I dare to ask this master, but he comes from Xuzhou Buddhism?"

A man not far away looked at the monk and asked.

The monk said politely: "I don't dare to call you Master. The monk is from Xuzhou Buddhism. His dharma name is Tanjing!"

"The altar is pure?"

The people around him suddenly widened their eyes when they heard this. They knew very well that Tan Jing was famous in Xuzhou Buddhism and was the 52nd ranked genius in Jiuzhou Fengyunlu.

"Huh? No?"

At this moment, a look of shock suddenly appeared on Tan Jing's face, and his eyes were fixed on Xu Feng's body floating not far away.

And above the corpse, bursts of golden light began to condense from all directions, violent vitality rushed out, and the strong wind roared continuously.

"What's going on? Xu Feng is not dead?"

The onlookers were all confused. They clearly felt that Xu Feng's life was cut off and he was already dead. Who knew that Xu Feng's life reappeared at this moment?

Moreover, the terrifying vitality in Xu Feng's body at this moment is even more terrifying than before. The vitality makes people feel as if Xu Feng is not a person, but a beast.

"Master Tanjing, what's going on?"

Someone looked at Tan Jing and asked directly.

Tan Jing's eyes were filled with shock. He had studied the Overlord Spirit Body before. He clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, this donor is the destined person of the Overlord Spirit Body. He was not cut off from life just now. It’s about a qualitative leap in his body.”

"This benefactor is really a man of great luck. He is not simple. He has successfully condensed the body of the Spiritual Emperor. I am afraid that even a poor monk is no match for him."

Tan Jing did not know that even if Xu Feng did not condense the body of the Spiritual Emperor, he would not be Xu Feng's opponent. You must know that not long ago, Xu Feng killed Xi Gaochang.

Xu Feng felt the spiritual power rolling from all directions, and the lack of spiritual power in the ancient battlefield could not support the repair of his body.

He immediately took out countless amounts of Supreme Liquid and sprinkled it around,

The dense amount of Supreme Liquid made many people unable to help but show greed.

However, when they felt Xu Feng's aura, fear appeared on their faces, but they still suppressed the greed in their hearts.

Xu Feng felt the majestic Supreme Liquid surging towards his body. He seemed to feel that his whole body was filled with endless power. This feeling was really good.

"As worthy of the body of a Spiritual Emperor, the power burst out from my fist now is probably enough to tear a small hill apart and shatter it into pieces."

Xu Feng knew very well in his heart that his current strength was at least over 100,000 kilograms. Even a first-grade spiritual emperor would not dare to be careless with such a powerful punch.

"Haha, this adventure still plays a big role. My body cannot be broken or established. Who knew that this body of the Spiritual Emperor would need to fake death in order to succeed."

Xu Feng was actually frightened in the end. He thought he would definitely die, but he didn't know that in the end, his body showed strong vitality.

He finally understood why he said those words at the beginning when he condensed the body of the Spiritual Emperor.

Live and die, die and live!

Endless variations!

It was this person who put himself to death and resurrected, and his Spirit Emperor's body is now so full of vitality that it is difficult for him to die. Even many powerful Spirit Emperors have not been able to condense the Spirit Emperor's body.

Xu Feng, who was only an eighth-grade spiritual master, was able to condense the body of a spiritual emperor. This was a legend in the entire southern continent.

"This donor, please stay!"

Xu Feng stood up and glanced at the people around him. Those people looked at him as if they were looking at a monster.

He was too lazy to pay attention to these people. He didn't want to waste time looking at the ladder. When he turned around and was about to leave, a voice came out.

Tan Jing appeared not far in front of Xu Feng. He clasped his hands together with a pious smile on his face: "This donor, I never thought that you are destined to have a relationship with Buddhism. If you are willing to join Xuzhou Buddhism, your overlord The spirit body will become more invulnerable.”

When Xu Feng heard this, he almost spurted blood. He looked at Tan Jing and said, "I say, you, a magician, should go and preach to others. I am not interested in joining Buddhism. I don't have any descendants yet, and I don't want to be desireless." Nothing to ask for.”

"Farewell."

For some reason, Xu Feng felt that it was very annoying to be entangled with this Tan Jing.

So, he rushed out directly.

Tan Jing didn't even have time to retain Xu Feng.

"The donor and I, the Buddha, are destined to meet each other again."

Tan Jing looked at Xu Feng's leaving figure, but he did not chase him.

In the ancient battlefield.

Xu Feng kept walking. After he left the God-Wang Ladder, he met many warriors. He found that there were more and more people on the ancient battlefield.

Obviously, closer to the center of the ancient battlefield, more and more powerful people gathered, and there were more opportunities here than in other places.

(I suddenly discovered that the recent feedback from brothers and sisters in the book review area is that Duoduo’s chapter names and content do not match, and they are completely wrong! This is really not Duoduo’s fault. I will make sure that the chapter names and content match in the future (who the hell told me the chapters The name does not match the content and can arouse readers' suspense. I am really a Tibetan Mastiff!))