The Spirit of God Million Domain

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"Unexpectedly, my cultivation base is getting higher and higher, and it is becoming more and more difficult to improve." Xu Feng also showed a dignified face.

He didn't expect that he had refined a drop of thousand-year-old spiritual milk, and he hadn't even stepped into the cultivation of the spiritual sect.

One must know that refining a drop of millennium spirit milk, even an ordinary martial artist with a first-rank spiritual sect cultivation, may step into a second-rank spiritual sect.

"Forget it, let's break through to the Spiritual Sect first." Xu Feng took out another five drops of thousand-year-old spiritual milk from the storage ring, and this time he harvested more than 600 drops of thousand-year-old spiritual milk.

Coupled with the semi-finished product of the Yunling Cup, it should be able to condense a lot of thousand-year-old spiritual milk, enough for him to be promoted to the third-rank Lingzong.

Five drops of thousand-year-old spiritual milk poured into Xu Feng's body, transformed into pure spiritual power by the Chaos Promise Art, and began to move in his meridians.

In the sea of ​​twin qi, eight spiritual veins are surging at the same time, frantically absorbing the spiritual power transformed from the thousand-year-old spiritual milk, and it will become eight divine dragons that can devour everything.

hum...

After five drops of thousand-year-old spiritual milk were refined, Xu Feng's aura finally reached a critical point, and the spiritual power all over his body began to roll continuously.

The sea of ​​twin anger finally expanded, and two intense rays of light burst out from Xu Feng's body, which were exactly the artistic conception of killing and space that he had comprehended.

The two martial arts artistic conceptions were condensed in his body at the same time, and merged with him, and the power of the ten artistic concepts also integrated into Xu Feng's body.

He found that his body seemed to have some kind of change, a majestic force rushed out, and the artistic conception of space and killing improved at the same time.

Hoo hoo...

Xu Feng only felt the red light around his body, which was exactly the killing mood, which was extremely terrifying. The original killing mood suddenly turned into three killing moods.

Shock also appeared on Xu Feng's face. It seemed that this was the benefit brought to him by the fusion of the power of the ten artistic conceptions. Now that he had erupted three killing artistic concepts and one spatial artistic conception, the cultivation base of the Lingzong might be invincible.

"Space artistic conception is indeed a first-class avenue. The fusion of the power of my ten artistic conceptions cannot allow me to condense one more space artistic conception."

Xu Feng felt a little regretful, if he could condense two spatial artistic conceptions,

His strength will undoubtedly be greatly improved.

hush...

Xu Feng opened his eyes, two beams of light burst out, and the space not far away was broken, and then the space healed again. I don't know if someone saw this scene and would be surprised from ear to ear.

When Huo Xi saw Xu Feng open his eyes from the gate of the mountain stream, he was also a little surprised by the two agile eyes, and then he giggled and said, "You brat has a good talent, a little bit of my demeanor back then, but unfortunately the gap with me is still very big. so big."

Hearing Huo Xi's words, Xu Feng almost vomited blood.

He really couldn't imagine what a bragging female bird would look like when it turned into a human in the future.

Thinking of this, Xu Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Huh? Haven't left yet?"

As soon as Xu Feng walked into the phantom formation, he felt that Yang Jian and others outside, as well as seven or eight other inner disciples of the Wannian Sect, were guarding the outside of the mountain stream.

"I'm really sorry for keeping everyone waiting for so long." Xu Feng appeared outside the phantom formation, glanced at Yang Jian, and almost didn't laugh.

Yang Jian's face was full of scratches, and his expression looked extremely ferocious. Coupled with this guy's livid face, he looked really funny.

"God, it's really him, is he really still alive?" Many people have been wondering these days, who is the boy who entered the peak of the Ninth Rank Spirit King.

Being able to make Yang Jian of the eighth-rank Lingzong and the inner disciples of the Wannianzong so embarrassed.

When they saw Xu Feng, they finally believed that what Yang Jian said was true.

"Unexpectedly, you dare to come out like this, and you will die a miserable death." Yang Jian's face was gloomy, and his eyes burst out with cold killing intent.

Huo Xi on Xu Feng's shoulder chuckled, and said: "It seems that in the mountain stream, my aunt has not taught you enough, and you still dare to jump?"

"Ah... I heard right, Senior Brother Yang's scars on his face were left by this bird." Many people looked at Huo Xi, and then at the scars on Yang Jian's face, a little surprised.

"Don't be surprised, the strength of this kid and that bird is not simple." Yang Jian knew that he could defeat Xu Feng by relying on the talents around him.

Immediately said: "This guy got a lot of treasures in the mountain stream, as long as we can work together to kill him, we can take the treasures from him."

"Senior Brother Yang, don't worry, anyone who dares to oppose our Wannianzong will die a miserable death." A young man from the seventh-rank Lingzong stared at Xu Feng with an unkind expression.

Yang Jian nodded in satisfaction at the latter. What he needed was someone to take the lead so that the seven people around him could attack Xu Feng.

The person who spoke to support him just now was also something he had discussed with the other party a long time ago.

"Everyone makes a move together and uses their strongest attack." After Yang Jian finished speaking, the momentum of the eighth-rank Lingzong burst out, and the light in his eyes gleamed.

Of the seven people, five were at the seventh-rank spiritual sect, and two were at the peak of the sixth-rank spiritual sect. When their spiritual power erupted at the same time, there was a strong wind blowing around them.

"Hey, it seems that you Wannianzong people really like to fight against me, so I'm afraid you will all die today." Xu Feng's cultivation has now broken through to the first-rank Lingzong.

In addition, he has condensed three killing moods and one space mood, his strength has been greatly improved, and he is not afraid of the eight people in front of him at all.

"Don't be ashamed, I'll kill you first." The seventh-rank Lingzong youth who spoke just now attacked Xu Feng first.

A violent aura spread from his body, and he wanted to kill Xu Feng with one blow.

Yang Jian knew that this person was definitely not Xu Feng's opponent, so he hurriedly shouted: "Everyone join me in the fight, kill this kid first, now is not the time to fight alone."

Crash.

Yang Jian also attacked that person, and the rest of the people watched Yang Jian make the attack, and they all rolled with spiritual power, and attacked Xu Feng.

"It's really a group of people looking for their own death, then I will help you all." Xu Feng watched the attack of the seventh-rank Lingzong warrior, and his body moved suddenly.

When "Ripple of Light" was cast, his body turned into an afterimage, and he dodged the attack of that seventh-rank Spirit Sect warrior with incomparable ingenuity.

The fists contained golden light, and the spiritual power in the body gathered towards the hands, bursting out with a shocking momentum.

Wow!

A punch fell, directly hitting the chest of the seventh-rank Lingzong.

The seventh-rank spiritual sect originally thought that Xu Feng's cultivation of the first-rank spiritual sect would not cause serious injury to him.

But he didn't expect that when this punch hit, he only felt that the meridians all over his body were torn apart, and he flew upside down.

The fresh blood was accompanied by fragments of the internal organs, spit out at the same time, fell to the ground, struggled for a moment, and died directly.

"Hahaha... A group of people who want to kill themselves, of course I will help you." A strong killing intent appeared on Xu Feng's face.

In the Wannian sect in the previous life, almost all the high-level spirit emperors were dispatched to burn, kill and loot the entire Wannian Mountain. Even Fang Wannian was one of the seven or forty-nine peak spirit emperors.

In this life, since Xu Feng was alive, he wanted revenge.

As a disciple of Wannianzong, as long as he dared to provoke him, of course he would not let it go.

bang bang bang...

Punch after punch came out, Yang Jian's face was full of shock, he said angrily: "How could you step into the cultivation base of Lingzong in such a short time."

However, his words were drowned out by the explosion of Xu Feng's fists. Wherever the two golden fists went, they were invincible, and every punch would cause a fighter to fall.

In just a few breaths, the seven juniors who he thought could be used to deal with Xu Feng were all killed by Xu Feng's fist.

Yang Jian let out a roar, and said angrily: "Boy, you will die a miserable death. Why did you kill so many disciples of my Wannianzong?"

"The one who will be killed next is you." Xu Feng didn't care, Wannianzong participated in the massacre of his Xiongba sect in his previous life, and he didn't know how many disciples of the Xiongba sect died unexpectedly.

How could he show mercy to the Wannianzong disciple who provoked him now?

"The stars have nothing to do with it."

The golden fist, condensed into golden stars, crashed down. ,

Click!

Yang Jian's spiritual power flowing all over his body surged towards his hands, and the two martial arts artistic conceptions were also condensed in his hands. He wanted to resist Xu Feng's attack.

When the fist fell between his hands, there was a crackling sound, and his hands were directly smashed into pieces by the golden fist.

He couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and his expression was full of shock. Even if Xu Feng had broken through to the cultivation base of the first-rank Lingzong, how could he burst out with such a powerful strength.

You must know that he is an eighth-rank Lingzong cultivation base, a six-star genius, and he is capable of fighting even against a half-step Linghuang. In front of Xu Feng, he was shocked and killed by the opponent's punch, which made him reconciled.

Looking at the dead Yang Jian, Xu Feng didn't feel any fluctuations in his heart.

He searched for the thousand-year-old spiritual milk on Yang Jian's body, put it in the storage ring, and said with a smile: "It seems that it is not me who collects the thousand-year-old spiritual milk for you, but you who help me collect the thousand-year-old spiritual milk."

"What a bold boy, you dare to kill my inner disciple of Wannianzong. If I don't kill you today, I, Zhao Yannian, will not be Zhao Yannian."

Just after Xu Feng finished all this, he saw not far away, a young man with a face in Chinese characters, with a rebellious expression on his face.

Even Xu Feng was a little surprised when the aura of the ninth-rank Lingzong broke out on him, the strength of the opponent was not bad.

When this voice came from his ear, Xu Feng frowned and said, "Could it be that you also want to seek death?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yannian's face in Guozi was a little grim.

He has been in Tianhuayu for so long, and this is the first time a Spirit Sect warrior dared to talk to him like this.

He said coldly: "Boy, do you really think that you are invincible if you kill that trash Yang Jian?"

In Zhao Yannian's eyes, Yang Jian is only good in strength. (Wanyu Lingshen..4747468)--(Wanyu Lingshen)