The Spirit of God Million Domain

He Xuefeng didn't expect that he really made a miscalculation this time.

The young man opposite was terrifyingly powerful.

The body of illusion itself is very powerful.

The power of a single punch is enough to defeat a warrior in the Illusion Realm.

What's more, Xu Feng is not weaker than his thirty-five spiritual veins.

"First-class Holy Spirit Skill?"

He Xuefeng felt the terrifying power of the second Canglong King Fist unleashed by Xu Feng, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Damn it!"

He Xuefeng knew very well that he was the eighth genius of the Falcon Gang, and he had only acquired one first-level Holy Spirit skill.

Why is it so terrifying that Xu Feng has obtained the first-level Holy Spirit Skill?

"You forced me, so don't blame me for being rude."

He Xuefeng knew.

If he doesn't display the first-level Holy Spirit Skill.

If you don't use your trump card, you may be the target of being beaten.

"Don't be polite to me. You are very polite and I'm not used to it yet."

The corners of Xu Feng's mouth raised.

The sarcasm on his face was palpable.

No doubt about it.

Xu Feng is really not afraid of any blood seal.

"You are looking for death, I will help you."

The thirty-four spiritual veins on the top of He Xuefeng's head danced wildly, bringing with them phantoms one after another.

"The first-level Holy Spirit Skill: Chigai Dance!"

When his thirty-four spiritual veins dance, they carry with them waves of hurricanes.

On his body, the realm of wind at the peak of the sixth heaven also erupted.

There was arrogance in both eyes.

"Boy,

You didn't expect that my Wind Domain and my Holy Spirit Skill are so consistent. "

He Xuefeng felt that Xu Feng didn't have any domain aura on his body, and he said with ridicule.

Just after gaining a little advantage, his true nature is revealed.

"Field?"

The corner of Xu Feng's mouth raised. He looked at He Xuefeng across from him and mocked, "Qingqing, do you want to compare domains with me?"

As he spoke, Xu Feng's eighth-level gravity field was instantly released.

The eight khaki rays of light seemed to be eight worlds.

Heavy pressure continued to gather from around Xu Feng's body.

"This is...the eighth gravity field?"

Some people couldn't help but exclaim.

only because.

They found that their bodies became extremely heavy and it was really difficult to move.

The realm of wind that was originally sealed by blood was all about lightness and speed.

But.

With the explosion of Xu Feng's Eighth Heavenly Gravity Domain, the advantage of his Wind Domain was almost gone.

Instead, his steps became extremely slow, and he struck hard at Xu Feng.

The spiritual veins above his head were also blocked by the gravity field.

As a result, the dance of his spiritual veins became like squirming.

"Ah...damn it!"

He Xuefeng couldn't help roaring. He really didn't understand how Xu Feng did all this.

He is obviously at the ninth level of the psychic realm, but he is able to condense the eighth level of heavenly gravity field and has a false body.

The most important thing is that it is also accompanied by thirty-five spiritual veins.

Is this really a human being?

"The dragon leaps across the world!"

The third form of the Azure Dragon King Fist explodes.

The gravity field brought terrifying pressure, making He Xue Feng's energy and blood slow down.

The moment he punched out hard, the entire void erupted with a banging sound.

The violent wind surged in all directions.

Wow!

He Xuefeng's body was suppressed. He wanted to avoid Xu Feng's fist, but found that he could not avoid it quickly.

He could only let his Holy Spirit Skill collide fiercely with Xu Feng's Canglong King Fist.

However, such a collision is like an egg hitting a stone.

Wow!

Blood suddenly sprayed out from his mouth, and blood appeared in his eyes.

His body was like a kite with its string broken, hitting the ground heavily.

He Xuefeng stretched out his arm and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He stared at Xu Feng ferociously with his eyes, which turned blood red.

"I'll fight you!"

He Xuefeng had never been humiliated like this before.

Hua Hua Hua...

As the blood in his body surged crazily, it brought a terrifying momentum.

Many people stared wide-eyed, knowing that once He Xuefeng's blood surged, it would bring a terrifying momentum.

There are thirty-four spiritual veins on the top of his head, as if he is a different person.

Both eyes were filled with blood-red light.

"Chigai dance!"

He Xuefeng roared angrily, moved his steps, and the wind domain wrapped around his body.

Thirty-four spiritual veins, shrouded in blood-red light.

It's like a group of demons dancing wildly.

It suddenly charged towards Xu Feng, its spiritual veins covered it, and the void made a clicking sound.

"That's all!"

The corners of Xu Feng's mouth raised, and when he said these words, many people rolled their eyes.

Such a powerful Holy Spirit skill, and such a terrifying attack.

In Xu Feng's eyes, there were actually four words.

But that's it!

"Long Yue Tian Di, suppress it!"

On Xu Feng's body, the eighth level of gravity field completely exploded, and the void was falling.

The void tore apart, bringing violent fluctuations and boundless air waves rolling towards the surroundings.

Bang!

The "Red Gai Dance" of the thirty-four spiritual veins.

Just like that, he was suppressed severely by a punch, creating a ferocious aura that destroyed everything.

The thirty spiritual veins were retreating one after another, and blood sprayed out from He Xue's mouth, with a look of reluctance on his face.

The whole person fell to the ground like this.

Xu Feng kicked He Xuefeng hard in the chest.

"What qualifications do you have? You are arrogant!"

Xu Feng spoke every word, his tone was ups and downs, his eyes were domineering and arrogant.

Everything is under his control.

Hiss, hiss...

The scene became silent.

They all know that after this battle, Xu Feng has completely become famous in Black Iron City.

With a cultivation level of the ninth level of the psychic realm, there is no need to beat him to death.

From the beginning to the end, He Xuefeng was unable to fight back.

"What...do you want...to do?"

He Xuefeng's eyes were full of fear. He looked at Xu Feng who was walking in front, and his voice became trembling.

"What do you think?"

Xu Feng asked back, raising his eyebrows.

"You can't kill me. I am the genius of the Falcon Gang. If you kill me, you will die miserably."

He Xuefeng said.

Xu Feng uttered four words coldly and said: "Why not kill?"

He didn't even hesitate.

He punched He Xuefeng hard.

Just as he smashed out.

A cold and biting voice came from not far away.

"stop!"

It was a young man wearing a white robe, his eyebrows were actually white, and his whole body seemed to be exuding a cold air.

Wherever he went, ice shards condensed on some vegetation.

Bang!

Unfortunately, his words did not pose any threat to Xu Feng.

The fist hit He Xuefeng's chest hard, and blood suddenly spurted out from his mouth.