The Spirit of God Million Domain

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The sound resounded in a radius of tens of meters, the spiritual power in his body was like majestic sea water, the wind roared, and the fists of two stars fell down with a bang.

Around Xu Feng's fists, it wasn't dim, but a vast expanse, making it impossible to see clearly where the two fists were.

"What kind of spiritual skill is this, so terrifying?" Zhao Yannian felt the aura erupting from Xu Feng's body, and a deep solemnity appeared on his face.

He knew that Xu Feng's next round of attack would be terrifying. The vast and boundless fists of the surrounding stars seemed to surround it from all directions.

However, Zhao Yannian didn't think that Xu Feng would be able to defeat him if he took the initiative to attack.

The icy aura of his whole body was condensed, and his fists rushed out violently.

"Go to hell with me."

With a burst of shouting, the spiritual power of the eight spiritual veins in Xu Feng's body also surged, and the sea of ​​twin qi was even more vast, and his fist instantly filled the whole world.

In the whole world, at this moment, it seems that only the fist is left, and the rest has disappeared. Zhao Yannian's face turned pale.

He wanted to escape, but unfortunately he knew that if he wanted to escape now, it would be tantamount to courting his own death, and only by going all out could he have a chance of survival.

Xu Feng's boxing technique was already stronger than he expected. The spiritual power in his whole body surged and condensed into a cold fist with huge ice crystals.

The fists fell densely, like falling meteors one by one.

The continuous impact on Zhao Yannian's fist sent out a fierce gust of wind.

Zhao Yannian was able to resist the first few punches.

However, with more and more fists, Zhao Yannian's resistance became weaker and weaker, his face turned pale, and all the meridians in his body were destroyed by the fists.

Wow! Wow! Wow!

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and Zhao Yannian's standing body gradually fell to his knees on the ground, with unwillingness and anger in his expression.

He roared angrily: "Boy, if you dare to kill me, you will definitely die a miserable death. I advise you to let me go now.

Do not kill me……"

Zhao Yannian let out a shrill roar, which echoed continuously in this secluded mountain stream.

"The thing I'm not afraid of the most is others threatening me, and then you'll die for me." After finishing speaking, Xingchen's vast fists came down densely.

Intense hatred appeared in Zhao Yannian's eyes. He never thought that his life had just begun, and he was about to meet death.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and a bloody ray of light from Zhao Yannian's bosom came out, and a look of madness appeared in the depths of his eyes, and he laughed loudly: "Hahaha... Even if you can kill me, you must die... "

"Hemagglutination tracker."

The moment Xu Feng wanted to resist, the bloody light had already rushed into his body and disappeared without a trace, but he felt it very clearly.

That bloody ray of light is a kind of sensory tracking talisman. Wherever he goes next, he will probably be tracked.

"Where did you come from, dare to touch my grandson?" An old and powerful voice burst out, when the blood coagulation tracer exploded.

An old phantom appeared in mid-air, and there was only an old man, about ten years old, exuding a majestic aura.

Zhao Yannian let out a shrill roar, fixed his eyes on the figure of the old man, and wailed, "Grandpa...you must avenge me and kill him..."

"Nie Zhan, are you still going to stop?" Zhao Yue didn't expect that he would appear as a third-rank Linghuang powerhouse, but Xu Feng ignored him and attacked Zhao Yannian.

There is only such a single seedling in his Zhao family, he can't watch the other party kill Zhao Yannian.

Xu Feng glanced at Zhao Yue coldly, and said with disdain: "If your body appears here, maybe I will still be afraid of it, it's just an afterimage."

"Ah! Grandpa, avenge me!"

Without any pause, Xu Feng punched Zhao Yannian's body.

The violent spiritual power blasted away, bombarding Zhao Yannian into a puddle of blood, and the dead could not die again.

"Boy, I, Zhao Yue, won't kill you, I swear I won't be a human being, so die to me!" Zhao Yue's old afterimage rushed towards Xu Feng crazily.

Unexpectedly, the corner of Xu Feng's mouth twitched, and he said indifferently: "It's really fantastic to want to cause harm to this young master with a trash like you."

After finishing speaking, the golden light on Xu Feng's body flickered, and he said angrily, "Destroy it for me!"

A punch struck out fiercely, containing an unstoppable momentum, and directly smashed the afterimage into pieces.

"Ah...you wait for me, the ends of the earth, the old man will kill you." Zhao Yue's voice kept echoing in the mountain stream, and Xu Feng's expression also appeared solemn.

His strength has improved a lot now, and he may be able to kill the first-rank Lingzong and fight against the second-rank Lingzong, but he wants to fight the third-rank Lingzong, unless he can break through to the second-rank Lingzong.

Moreover, the third-rank Linghuang was much stronger than the second-rank Linghuang, and he was smashed into the body by the opponent's blood coagulation tracking talisman. It was obviously impossible to escape and hide.

"Hmph, even if I'm not his opponent at that time, I believe I can escape by using the strange fire or condensing eight spiritual veins in an instant." Xu Feng secretly thought about the countermeasures.

Xu Feng then took Huo Xi, one person and one bird, and walked towards the outside of the mountain stream.

"Go to Qingfeng Town to practice for a day or two, and try to succeed in practicing Lingbo's Nine Profound Steps, the second form of Bright Moon Ruying, and cultivate this spiritual skill to a state of gradual perfection. Emperor Ling, I also have the ability to escape." Xu Feng walked out from the gloomy mountain stream.

...

In a distant city, a white-haired old man with a mad killing intent on his face, there are six figures in the hall, none of them dare to speak.

The old man sat on the top, his eyes swept over the six people angrily, and said fiercely: "When Yannian went out to practice, I told you to protect him secretly."

"But I didn't expect you to let him practice alone. Now that he was killed, you can't absolve yourself of the blame." Zhao Yue's white hair was flying all over his head.

The aura of the peak of the third-rank Linghuang burst out from his body, and a trace of the cold avenue appeared on his body, causing the six people in front of him to kneel in the hall.

"Hmph, you are all the elders of the outer sect of Wannianzong. Wait for the old man to capture that kid with his own hands, cut him into pieces, make his life worse than death, and then come back to deal with you." open.

The six people spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and their expressions all turned pale.

Blood filled the hall, and each of the six of them had an arm, which was directly broken the moment the old man left the hall.

"Ah...my arm!" A middle-aged man of the eighth-rank Lingzong let out a shrill roar in the hall, with resentment in his eyes.

He said angrily: "This old dog, his grandson is arrogant and domineering. He obviously didn't want us to follow him. Now being killed by someone is really retribution."

The people next to him quickly covered his mouth, the five of them were full of fear, and said angrily: "If you want to die, don't drag us, if your words just now are heard by him, not only you will die, but we will die too. "

"Do you really think that old dog will spare us so kindly?" The middle-aged man who spoke was very angry, feeling a sharp pain in his arm.

He is a martial artist of the eighth rank Lingzong. He has become the elder of the outer sect of the Wannianzong. Logically, he also has a certain status, but he did not expect to meet such a superior as Zhao Yue.

In Zhao Yue's eyes, they were just a bunch of trash, they could be killed and beaten if they wanted to.

"The six of us are all high-level spiritual sect cultivators. We have since left the Wannian sect and kept our names incognito. It is much better to lose an arm than to die," one person said.

"That's right, it's not too late, don't delay, or when the old guy kills the other party, we will die when he comes back." Another person hurriedly said.

A middle-aged man from the Ninth Rank Lingzong looked a little helpless, and he said, "I never thought that I would end up like this in the ten thousand years of my life in the Wannianzong."

"Hmph, the Wannianzong is no longer the Wannianzong of the past. In the current Wannianzong, the strong can decide everything. We Lingzong are just cannon fodder." Another person said indignantly.

"Wannianzong will end sooner or later if it continues like this." Someone said angrily.

"This old man Zhao Yue is really retribution. He always thought that his grandson would become a high-level spirit emperor, but he didn't expect to be killed like this. He really deserves it."

Six people escaped from the hall.

However, when they had just walked out of the hall, a icy shadow of a fist outside crashed down.

"Ah... old dog Zhao Yue, you must die!"

The six people didn't expect that after Zhao Yue left, they would all keep a hand.

As long as any one of the six of them dared to leave the hall, he would trigger a full blow from the third-rank Linghuang, the trace of the great way.

Boom!

Before the six people had time to react, they were completely beheaded by a punch. This is the power of the third-rank Linghuang, and the traces of the Dao are invincible.

...

"It's not good, the tracer in my body started to move." Xu Feng walked on the streets of Qingfeng Town, and felt a strange feeling coming from his body.

His face changed slightly, and he knew that this change was the owner of this tracking talisman, and he was already approaching where he was.

"Within three days, the other party will definitely be able to feel the breeze in the town. It seems that I have to prepare in advance." Xu Feng looked dignified.

"With my current strength and cultivation, since the other party wants to kill me so much, don't blame me for being rude." Xu Feng's eyes contained a cold killing intent.

Xu Feng was walking in the streets of Qingfeng Town, he was going to buy some Juling Stones.

"The peak cultivation of the third-rank Linghuang, I want to see, you are trapped in my seventh-rank formation, how will you die then?" Xu Feng raised the corner of his mouth.

He started looking for Juling Stones in the streets of Qingfeng Town, and went to three shops in succession, but only bought more than fifty pieces of Juling Stones.

He was a little speechless, this Qingfeng town is still too remote, the only function of this gathering spirit stone is to arrange formations, of course there are not many shops for sale. (Wanyu Lingshen..4747468)--(Wanyu Lingshen)