The Spirit of God Million Domain

"Since you are going to fight, now you can refine the dark gloves, which can also increase your strength."

Qisha Lingdi said to Xu Feng.

"It's easy."

Xu Feng was in Jiuzhou Ancient City, and he went directly to Lingbao Pavilion in Jiuzhou Ancient City.

"I need a first-class training room."

Of course, the people in Lingbao Pavilion did not recognize Xu Feng. He was wearing a cloak at the moment, covering his entire face.

"The superior training room, one hundred thousand supreme fluids per day." The old man in charge of the training room in Lingbao Pavilion said to Xu Feng.

Xu Feng threw 500,000 Supreme Liquid to the old man and said: "I am practicing in it. If it exceeds five days, don't disturb me. I will replenish the Supreme Liquid to you then. If it is less than five days, the remaining Supreme Liquid will be Just consider it your tip.”

The old man was a third-grade Spiritual Emperor. He looked at Xu Feng in front of him and was shocked in his heart. He pressed out 500,000 Supreme Liquid. He felt that this person was not simple.

The old man immediately took Xu Feng to find Kong's training room.

Xu Feng entered the training room directly.

The old man looked at Xu Feng's back and thought to himself: "I don't know who this person is, why do you want to cover his face?"

However, the old man is not surprised. In the ancient city of Jiuzhou, many warriors like to wear cloaks. After all, everyone has enemies, so this is the best way to avoid being discovered by the enemies.

After Xu Feng got into the training room, he took out the dark boxing gloves.

He didn't understand why the Seven Kills Spirit Emperor asked him to auction off this glove. He found that the glove, apart from being very heavy, was nothing special.

"Boy, use your magical fire from heaven and earth to refine these pitch-black gloves, and the true colors of these pitch-black gloves will naturally be revealed."

"You have found a treasure. By the way, the garbage from the Nine Dragons Gloves you used before can also be integrated into it."

Qisha Lingdi said to Xu Feng.

Xu Feng immediately followed the orders of the Seven Killings Spirit Emperor and began to use the infinite flames to smelt the pitch-black gloves.

As he continued to burn, he discovered that the dark glove began to emit a dark light.

His eyes lit up, and he felt that the dark gloves seemed to have a spiritual feeling, and he became extremely restless.

The endless flames continued to burn, causing the pitch-black gloves to be melted, and the surrounding pitch-black impurities turned into liquid and blended into the gloves.

"Boy, this glove is forged from the eight-star meteorite. It will be extremely difficult for any spiritual soldier to destroy it."

"The biggest feature of this eight-star meteorite is that it can continuously refine various materials, allowing the spiritual weapon itself to continuously improve."

"In the future, as long as you obtain spiritual weapons, you can integrate them into this glove. The more materials you incorporate, the more powerful this glove will be."

The words of the Seven Killing Spirit Emperor sounded, Xu Feng's eyes shone with surprise, and he thought to himself: "No wonder people say that having an old man in the family is like having a treasure."

"If he hadn't had the old monster Qisha Lingdi by his side, of course he wouldn't have been able to obtain such a treasure."

As the eight-star glove was completely refined, dark light emitted, filling the training room with a powerful aura.

"The weight of these eight-star gloves is really terrifying. Coupled with my explosive strength, these eight-star gloves are really tailor-made for me."

Xu Feng didn't know how long he had been forging the eight-star gloves, but he had finally finished forging them completely. The dark light made his eyes gleam.

"Boy, you don't need me to teach you how to refine these eight-star gloves next." Qisha Lingdi said to Xu Feng.

"unnecessary."

Xu Feng sat cross-legged and his soul began to merge into the eight-star gloves. Blood dripped from his hands and merged into the eight-star gloves.

The powerful aura of the Eight-Star Gloves suddenly emerged, and he and the Eight-Star Gloves suddenly felt like they were connected by flesh and blood.

As time passed slowly, the eight-star boxing gloves blended into his arms, and he thought,

The eight-star boxing gloves appear.

When he doesn't use the eight-star gloves, the eight-star gloves disappear.

"Try refining the Nine Dragons Gloves."

Xu Feng took out the Nine Dragons Gloves, and they immediately began to merge with the Eight-Star Gloves. He found that the Eight-Star Gloves had changed.

The dark gauntlet was actually carved with nine lifelike dragons, making the gauntlet even more powerful.

The dark light continued to emit, and Xu Feng's face was filled with smiles.

"Kill the organization, I, Xu Feng, am here to settle the score."

He immediately opened the door to the training room.

"How many days have passed?"

The old man came forward and Xu Feng asked.

"This distinguished guest has only been here for the past three days."

Xu Feng nodded and said, "That's good!"

After saying that, his figure had disappeared in front of the old man.

The old man's face was full of shock and he said: "This man is so powerful."

…

Xu Feng followed what the waiter said and came to the west of the ancient city of Jiuzhou. This was the ancient city of Jiuzhou, a relatively chaotic place.

Xu Feng came here wearing a cloak, and many people just glanced at him.

Because many people also wear cloaks.

"Brother, do you know where the Busha Tea House is?"

Xu Feng saw a relatively honest-looking big man and asked directly.

Hearing Xu Feng's question about not killing the teahouse, the big man's eyes showed enlightenment.

He stretched out his hand towards Xu Feng, obviously he was used to it.

Xu Feng thought to himself: "It seems that this Busha Teahouse does exist."

"Um!"

Xu Feng handed the big man 100,000 Supreme Liquid.

The big man looked at the Supreme Liquid in his hand, his face changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "Turn left from here, then turn right, and then you will see an endless alley. The teahouse outside the alley is the Busha Teahouse."

"Thank you!"

Xu Feng disappeared in front of him like a gust of wind.

"It seems like another killer is here to kill the organization." The middle-aged man murmured.

Sure enough, Xu Feng saw the No Kill Teahouse.

He found that the teahouse business seemed to be pretty good, with many people sitting there.

However, when Xu Feng walked to the door of the teahouse, many people looked at Xu Feng with murderous intent in their eyes.

"My guest, I wonder what kind of tea you are here to drink?" An old man with wrinkles on his face walked up to Xu Feng and asked.

"I'm not here for tea."

Xu Feng didn't mince words. He knew very well that some of the people here must be killers of the Killing Organization, and he was not prepared to let them go.

"Oh... If you're not here to drink tea, what are you doing here?" the old man asked.

"I'm going to kill someone."

Xu Feng said directly to the old man.

"Oh...kill someone?"

The old man's old face trembled, and he smiled and said: "I'm afraid your guest is in the wrong place. We don't kill people here."