The Spirit of God Million Domain

Boom!

In the water of the Nisha River, tumbling boulders and rolling yellow sand are constantly bursting out.

The entire void seemed to be driven by the river of mud and sand, making Xu Feng feel extremely shocked when he appeared next to the river of mud and sand.

Xu Feng looked at the Nisha River, his eyes filled with solemnity.

Huhuhu...

The gusts of wind, accompanied by the roar of rolling yellow sand, seemed to be able to sweep people away.

Xu Feng's eyes were filled with solemnity. He couldn't imagine how he would survive the river of mud and sand in front of him.

He looked at the surging and rolling river inside, which was nearly a hundred meters wide.

"How can we cross the river of mud and sand?"

Xu Feng knew it very well.

To pass this river like this is to seek death.

Even if Xu Feng's body was made of nature, it could not withstand such a high-intensity impact.

Once the whole person sinks into the muddy river, I am afraid that he will be shattered into pieces and die without a burial place.

"It seems that the only option is to cross the bridge!"

Xu Feng knew before that the only option to cross this river was to cross the bridge.

There are many bridges connecting the two sides of the Nisha River.

Xu Feng walked towards the lower reaches of Liusha River.

He's very fast.

Keep walking along the lower reaches of the Nisha River.

Whirring whirring……

The sediment is constantly rushing out, which can be said to be a thousand miles.

The endless waves crashed out.

Xu Feng looked not far away and saw a bridge spanning both sides of the Nisha River.

The bridge is extremely majestic, as if it is a single-plank bridge, and seems to be crumbling at any time.

Xu Feng saw from a distance that there were many figures flashing on the single-plank bridge, and their auras were floating.

Xu Feng quickly walked towards the single-plank bridge, his eyes flashing with light.

He looked at the bridge, which could barely accommodate one person walking on it. It could be said that it could fall into the muddy river at any time.

"Boy, don't join in the fun here. With your level of cultivation, I'm afraid you will be scared out of your wits as soon as you step onto this bridge. When the time comes, you will fall into the muddy river and die."

A middle-aged man looked at Xu Feng walking over with great interest, and he reminded Xu Feng.

Xu Feng looked at the other party with his eyes, but frowned slightly. He ignored the other party's kindness.

"Hang Jingming, others obviously don't appreciate your kindness, why are you talking nonsense here?"

Several people not far away had smiles on their faces, and they were all trying to sow discord.

Hang Jingming's eyes were full of anger. He stared at Xu Feng and said, "Boy, I'm reminding you, don't be ungrateful. You won't be able to blame others when you die."

Xu Feng still ignored Hang Jingming. He looked at the people crossing the bridge.

Plop!

"Ah! Save me!"

A miserable roar sounded, and many people looked towards the center of the bridge.

As he fell into the river, the river of mud and sand swept him out, and he was bound to die.

Many people gasped.

Waves of strong winds swept across the river, making the entire Nisha River seem like a giant dragon roaring.

There was mockery in Hang Jingming's eyes, and he said: "Boy, have you seen that once you step on the bridge, it is very likely that you will die miserably. The person who fell into the muddy river just now is in the realm of creation. The third level of peak cultivation."

Hang Jingming's words rang out.

Xu Feng couldn't help but look at Hang Jingming and said, "Have you finished talking nonsense? After that, can you stay away from me, lest I can't help but want to kill you."

"kill me?"

Hang Jingming thought he heard wrongly.

He raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I really want to see how you kill me!"

After Hang Jingming finished speaking, a strong aura burst out from his body.

The momentum of the fourth level of Creation Realm is extremely powerful.

his palm,

It turned into a huge boulder and swooped towards Xu Feng.

Golden light burst out from Xu Feng's body.

Bang!

As Hang Jingming's palm collided with Xu Feng's fist, violent air waves formed.

The strong wind kept whistling by, and there were bursts of dust flying on the ground.

Hua Hua Hua...

Many people thought that Xu Feng was bound to die.

However, Hang Jingming was punched by Xu Feng and knocked out.

Hang Jingming's blood was boiling all over his body, and his eyes were filled with shock.

"Pfft!"

When he wanted to speak, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his cheeks turned pale.

Xu Feng stared at Hang Jingming and said, "Don't mess with me again, otherwise, I will kill you without any discussion!"

"ah?"

Many people had astonishment on their faces, and they all looked at Xu Feng with surprise.

"Is this young man so powerful?"

Just now, they all looked at Xu Feng with ridicule, thinking that Xu Feng was arrogant in wanting to break into the bridge of Nisha River.

Only then did they understand.

Why didn't Xu Feng argue with them just now?

Just because, in the eyes of the other party, these people are not worth mentioning at all, so what is there to argue about?

"What an amazing young man. Is this person Xu Feng who was recently rumored to have defeated Chen Hai and became number one on the Little Lie Flame List?"

Someone pointed at Xu Feng and said in surprise.

"Yes, it must be him, otherwise who can cultivate in the Realm of Illusion and resist the warriors of the Realm of Creation?"

Many people are very clear about the rankings on the Little Flame List.

"If I had known it was him, and I would have attacked him, wouldn't I be seeking death?"

The man who was knocked away by Xu Feng.

His eyes were filled with annoyance.

Now, I don't dare to trouble Xu Feng.

Xu Feng looked at the bridge. He was about to walk towards the bridge when a figure came here not far away.

When Zhang Yiben saw Xu Feng's back, he said: "Xu Feng, we are really enemies on a narrow road, please stop!"

Xu Feng turned his head and glanced at Zhang Yiben.

He didn't care.

He took steps towards the bridge.

His eyes completely chose to ignore Zhang Yiben.

With his current strength, Zhang Yiben couldn't catch his eye at all.

He walked on the bridge, the spiritual energy flowing in his body, his eyes looking straight ahead, and walking out step by step.

Zhang Yiben didn't expect that Xu Feng would selectively ignore him. His eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, and he said: "Xu Feng, your hatred for killing my brother has not been settled with you yet. You can't die on the bridge." above."

Xu Feng walked on the bridge and felt the rolling sand below, along with the stormy waves.

Waves of strong wind blew by, and he just stood on the bridge, motionless.

Many people looked at Xu Feng's back with surprise and said, "This guy has such a strong body. He can actually have such endurance."

"He was so steadfast on the bridge, as if he could withstand the strong impact and remain standing!"