The Spirit of God Million Domain

The handprints and red lotus collided suddenly.

There are cracks on the ground.

However, Xu Feng's body remained motionless.

On the contrary, it was Zhuang Buxian. His body took several steps back.

the most important is.

Zhuang Buxian discovered.

His body was trapped in a gravity cage, and it became extremely heavy even if he tried to move.

"ah!"

"Xu Feng's strength has improved too quickly, right?"

"Zhuang Buxian is at the eighth level of the Creation Realm."

"Xu Feng can withstand such a powerful attack."

"It's incredible. Xu Feng's talent far exceeds that of Zhuang Fengyu."

Looking at Xu Feng, it was obvious that he had the upper hand in the previous battle.

Many people had shocked faces.

"Xu Feng has comprehended two mysteries, which means that his martial arts talent has long surpassed Zhuang Fengyu."

"Don't even think about it. Xu Feng is only at the third level of Creation Realm. How terrifying it would be if he were promoted to the seventh level of Creation Realm."

Zhuang Buxian's face was full of ferocity.

He stared at Xu Feng and said, "Boy, you hide it really well. You didn't go all out when you fought me before."

Hearing this, Xu Feng said coldly: "Yes, you are not qualified to ask me to go all out. Naturally, I don't need to go all out."

Zhuang Buxian didn't know.

Even now, Xu Feng still did not go all out.

If Xu Feng breaks out as a soul master.

With his current sixty holy soul lines.

If he used his soul skills, he would be able to defeat Zhuang Bu Xian even faster.

certainly,

Xu Feng himself knew it too.

As the owner of Wangmo Villa, Zhuang Buxian cannot only have such a few means.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to become the owner of Sanjie Manor.

"you wanna die!"

Zhuang Buxian was completely angered by Xu Feng.

All his spiritual power and spiritual veins.

All running like crazy.

Along with the appearance, the void became distorted.

His attacks were extremely ferocious, and there seemed to be an endless ocean of spiritual energy converging on his palm.

He shouted loudly and said: "Xu Feng, do you really think that there is nothing I can do against you?"

Zhuang Buxian's speed increased a lot, and his palm struck Xu Feng's chest in an instant.

"The invincible claw that captures the dragon."

"Bolo seal."

Xu Feng's body exuded golden light.

While the claws tore violently.

A golden mark struck towards Zhuang Buxian.

He didn't hesitate at all, and the spiritual power in his body continued to surge.

"Zhuang Buxian, if you want to use your spiritual veins to suppress me, I'm afraid your plan is wrong."

Xu Feng shouted loudly.

The aura on his body permeates the air.

The next moment, the dense spiritual veins above Xu Feng's head became extremely terrifying.

Xu Feng didn't hold anything back and exploded completely, all eighty-two spiritual veins on his body emerged.

The entire scene was in an uproar.

Even Yu Haisheng's eyes widened.

"Eighty-two spiritual veins? Third level of Creation Realm?"

Yu Haisheng discovered that since meeting Xu Feng.

He found that many things overturned his understanding.

The third level of cultivation in the Creation Realm has condensed eighty-two spiritual veins.

So when did Xu Feng start condensing his spiritual veins?

Naturally, Yu Haisheng didn't know that Xu Feng was taking the strongest path.

Xu Feng did not have their good luck.

He walked step by step from the Southern Continent to the Spirit God Continent.

Zhuang Buxian's face was filled with disbelief and his expression was ferocious.

He doesn't understand.

Who is Xu Feng and why has he gathered so many spiritual veins?

With the talent Xu Feng showed, he should not belong to such an eighth-level force in Black Iron City.

Wow!

Xu Feng's spiritual veins emerged, bringing with them a strong momentum and an extremely ferocious air wave.

What it brought was violent air waves rolling, and Xu Feng's punch was accompanied by eighty-two spiritual veins.

The general was not idle and was sent flying out.

Blood spat out from Zhuang Buxian's mouth.

There are also fragments of internal organs.

Hiss, hiss...

The scene became somewhat deserted.

Most people felt that Xu Feng was not Zhuang Buxian's opponent.

Certain death.

But he didn't expect that the strength Xu Feng showed far exceeded Zhuang BuXian, and he almost crushed Zhuang BuXian.

You know, Zhuang Buxian is at the eighth level of the Creation Realm.

"Um?"

Zhuang Buxian's eyes were ferocious. He stood up, and all the momentum in his body was violently gathering.

He looked at Xu Feng and said, "You succeeded in irritating me. Even if you have to pay the price, I will kill you."

Zhuang Buxian's voice contained terrifying murderous intent.

"Thunder and thunder."

Silver-white thunder and lightning appeared densely all over Zhuang Buxian's body, as if it was a network of condensed thunder and lightning.

"Fourth level low-grade Holy Spirit Skill?"

Xu Feng stared at Zhuang Buxian opposite him. He muttered and his expression changed slightly.

"Yes, it's the fourth-level low-grade Holy Spirit Skill."

Zhuang Buxian's voice was sulky.

A mere third-level Creation Realm forced him to this point.

He knew very well that even if he killed Xu Feng in the end.

I'm afraid I'll lose face.

To deal with a third-level Creation Realm, you have to use the fourth-level low-grade Holy Spirit Skill.

This was simply humiliating to Zhuang Buxian.

However, he doesn't care about that much.

As long as Xu Feng can be killed, everything is enough.

"Xu Feng, die!"

Zhuang Buxian shouted loudly.

The network condensed by thunder and lightning made a hissing sound.

The silvery white light made the void tremble.

The network of lightning condensed towards Xu Feng.

"The Ming Buddha mutates."

The spiritual veins all over Xu Feng's body gathered together, and he performed the second form of Qian Tianzhen Fist.

The fists became unstoppable.

The strength of his body is also completely integrated with his boxing skills.

The secret of killing and the secret of gravity have been raised to the extreme.

"Nine gravity waves, gravity cage!"

Xu Feng's whole body's aura was concentrated on his fist.

Bang!

The fist aimed at the Thunder Network and struck hard.

Hee hee hee…

Many people's eyes narrowed.

Silver-white thunder and lightning continued to bombard Xu Feng's body.

Xu Feng's golden body burst out with golden light.

No matter how thunder and lightning struck him, he was still unharmed.

Hee hee hee…

As his fist touched the lightning network.

The network is gradually torn apart.

Xu Feng's momentum climbed to its peak.

"How can it be!"

Zhuang Buxian's eyes widened. He never expected that Xu Feng could break through his fourth-level low-grade Holy Spirit Skill.

"Walk!"

Zhuang Buxian made a quick decision and continued the fight. He was no match for Xu Feng.

Seeing Zhuang Buxian trying to escape.

"run?"

Of course Xu Feng would not let Zhuang Buxian escape.

Immediately, the Silver Rainbow Knife suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Thousand Blade Dragon Break!"

He used this third-level holy spirit sword technique, and the sword light turned into thousands, and finally condensed into a giant dragon.

Tsk!

"ah?"

Accompanied by a miserable roar.

Zhuang Buxian fled away into the distance.

His arms were all cut off.