The Spirit of God Million Domain

Inside the Fenglei Secret Realm, there is a somewhat quiet valley.

In the center of the valley, there is a towering tree.

There were several blood-red fruits hanging on the towering tree.

If Xu Feng were here, he would definitely know this fruit.

"Netherworld Blood Fruit!"

This kind of fruit is a very evil fruit.

Once the Dark Blood Fruit is taken, it feels like blood is surging in the body, but it can bring great benefits.

The Dark Blood Fruit is considered a second-level spiritual material, and it can be taken directly without refining the elixir.

Underneath the towering trees.

There are more than ten warriors.

They are all members of the three major forces in the Nine Wastelands.

These people's bodies are full of spiritual energy fluctuations.

Among them, there are three levels of psychic realm and four levels of psychic realm.

Their goals at the moment are all Dark Blood Fruits.

"Hmph, whoever dares to snatch these Nether Blood Fruits from me today, I will take his life." A man at the fourth level of the psychic realm, his eyes were flashing with murderous intent, and his face was full of murderous intent. ferocious.

The ten spiritual veins above his head burst out at the same time.

His eyes were fixed on the Dark Blood Fruit on the towering tree. The spiritual power in his body flowed and he rushed towards the Dark Blood Fruit in one step.

When he flew up, some other warriors did not dare to stop him.

However, everyone rushed towards the other Nether Blood Fruits.

Hua Hua Hua...

Just at this time.

Bursts of blood-red wind suddenly blew from the void, and the wind swept across.

The towering trees were shaking constantly.

Everyone who had climbed up the towering tree now felt their blood boiling all over their bodies, and they felt a terrifying pressure coming from them.

"What's going on? Who is causing trouble in the dark?"

Someone stared at the place where the strong wind was blowing.

"snort!"

A cold snort came from far away.

I saw a young man wearing a red robe, his eyes were unruly and proud.

When the corners of his mouth raised, there was a cold murderous intent on his face.

His cold snort actually made everyone shiver in unison.

"Who is this person and why does he look so strange?"

Some people looked at the young man who suddenly appeared, their faces full of horror, and asked.

"I don't know him, but why is the aura on his body so terrifying?"

said a person next to him.

A disciple of Wuying Island stared at the man in red robes and said, "Junior Brother Long, you always like to play tricks like this."

"Today, these Nether Blood Fruits are not yours, so you'd better get out of here."

Many people have heard this sentence.

They were all shocked to find that this young man in red was actually a disciple of Wuying Island.

"Chen Zhidong, do you really think that I am weak?"

That's right.

This young man in red is Long Aotian, who came to the Jiuhuang Sea from the Southern Continent just like Xu Feng.

If Xu Feng were here, he would definitely be shocked and speechless.

Just because the aura of Long Aotian was completely different from the previous Long Aotian.

The aura on Long Aotian's body at this moment was unruly, but it was also accompanied by cruel and bloodthirsty rage.

"Long Aotian, you are simply seeking death. You are just a disciple who has just entered the inner gate of Shadowless Island. How dare you talk to me like this?"

Chen Zhidong's eyes were full of anger.

He didn't expect that a mere Long Aotian would dare to do this to him.

"die!"

However, when Long Aotian spit out the word "death" in his mouth.

Suddenly, all that was formed was a fierce blood-red light.

When Long Aotian's footsteps moved, the blood-red claws on his hands tore apart directly.

The claws suddenly struck in front of Chen Zhidong.

“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”

Chen Zhidong felt that Long Aotian was seeking death. He dared to take the initiative to attack him. He was really seeking death.

Tsk!

The moment his attack struck,

It was actually torn apart by Long Aotian's blood-red claws.

The claws impacted unstoppably on his chest, sinking directly into his heart.

Long Aotian stood opposite Chen Zhidong, with a bloodthirsty look on his face: "Do you still think I am overestimating my abilities?"

Click!

Long Aotian suddenly pulled out his arm, and blood immediately burst out from Chen Zhidong's chest.

"How could he be so powerful and at the third level of the psychic realm that he couldn't withstand even one of his moves?" The rest of the people's faces were full of shock.

Long Aotian's claws were covered with blood.

When he stuck out his tongue, he licked the blood on his palm, his face seemed to be full of enjoyment.

"Quack... You bunch of losers, come on together, I'll show you how powerful I, Long Aotian, am."

Long Aotian roared angrily, and the red robe on his body made a swishing sound.

The spiritual veins that emerged above his head were actually blood red.

"Fifteen spiritual veins?"

Everyone was shocked.

Long Aotian's cultivation was clearly at the second level of the psychic realm, and he actually condensed fifteen spiritual veins.

"A group of us took action and killed him."

A man at the fourth level of the psychic realm roared angrily.

Everyone also knows that if they don't unite everything, they will definitely die.

Everyone joined forces and rushed out towards Long Aotian.

The spiritual veins on their bodies were constantly emerging, and one by one they used their own holy spirit skills to attack Long Aotian.

Long Aotian stood in the center, his eyes were wild, and said: "Come on, a bunch of trash, trash!"

Long Aotian's hands were suddenly torn apart, and a warrior at the third level of the psychic realm was killed alive.

The most important thing is that the spiritual veins above his head seemed to be a strange whirlpool, swallowing up the spiritual veins of the third level of the psychic realm just now.

"Oh my god, am I reading that right? Devouring spiritual veins, how is that possible?" Some people looked at this scene and felt it was too terrifying.

"Want to run?"

Long Aotian saw everyone trying to escape, the aura on his body became more terrifying, and the attacks became more ferocious.

But the spiritual veins of everyone he killed were directly devoured by him.

The spiritual veins on his head directly increased to sixteen.

However, Long Aotian's cultivation level also rose to the third level of the psychic realm at this time.

"ah!"

"You're a monster!"

A warrior in the psychic realm, when he looked at Long Aotian, his eyes were filled with fear and horror.

"Crack!"

Long Aotian directly pinched his neck.

He seems to enjoy killing people.

Long Aotian's eyes fell on the towering tree, he opened his mouth and said with a smile: "It turns out to be the Dark Blood Fruit, which is of great benefit to my cultivation."

Without any hesitation, he pocketed all the Dark Blood Fruits.

Just stroll straight ahead.

"Hahaha... This time I, Long Aotian, come to the Jiuhuang Sea, I am destined to rise to the nine heavens. I will rise."

Long Aotian's eyes were full of arrogance.

He remembered the scene when he was defeated by Xu Feng.

If he couldn't go back to the southern continent now, he really wanted to kill Xu Feng.

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