The Spirit of God Million Domain

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"Walk!"

He Fu's whole body's spiritual power surged. He knew that if they continued to get entangled today, he would definitely not be Xu Feng's opponent. Instead, he might be killed by the opponent.

Once the idea of ​​​​escape was born, he would not stay any longer. His spiritual power surged towards his feet. He took one step and landed on the edge of the wild sand.

"Hmph, I'm thinking of running away now, I'm afraid it's too late." Xu Feng stared at He Fu's fleeing figure. He had been forgotten and ran away in the endless forest. He was not willing to watch He Fu escape again, since the other party wanted to kill him. He, he won't spare the other party lightly, that's not his style.

"Ripples of light."

"The bright moon is like a shadow."

Ling Bo's Jiu Xuan Step was unleashed, and Xu Feng's figure was in the sand, like grains of flying sand and rocks, falling with the wind. His speed was so fast that only an afterimage remained.

"That's so fast. How strong is Xu Feng?" Seeing that Xu Feng was not ready to let He Fu go, someone exclaimed.

Sun Sheng and the other three looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes. When the three of them met Xu Feng, they felt that Xu Feng was very weak.

Then, Lu Hang kept targeting Xu Feng, but Xu Feng seemed to be indifferent. They also felt that Xu Feng was weak. Otherwise, how could he be indifferent if others bullied you like this.

Only now did they truly understand that it wasn't that Xu Feng was indifferent, but that Xu Feng simply didn't care about a small character like Lu Hang.

Hua Hua Hua...

Xu Feng was whistling like a strong wind, and his speed increased to the extreme. In just a few breaths, he looked at the back of He Fu who was escaping in front of him, and sneered: "It's really unreasonable to want to escape in front of me."

"No...how could you be so fast?" He Fu stared at Xu Feng, his eyes filled with horror. Just when he was stunned, a huge fist crashed down.

Bang!

He Fu originally wanted to escape, but was hit by Xu Feng's sudden punch. He raised his arms to resist, but was directly bombarded and fell into the yellow sand.

His body was sunk into the soil, his face was full of ferocity, and the corners of his mouth were filled with broken pieces of internal organs. He glared at Xu Feng fiercely,

Roared: "Who...are you?"

He Fu looked at Xu Feng opposite, and he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He knew that he was afraid that he would fall here today, and he felt strong unwillingness in his heart.

"You want to kill me so much and rob me of my sand essence. You don't even know who I am. It's really ridiculous." Xu Feng stared at He Fu and said slowly: "I will let you die in peace. I am Sanjie." Zhuang disciple, Xu Feng."

"Xu Feng? Xu Feng?..." He Fu recited his name twice, with a look of horror on his face: "You are the Xu Feng who killed Lin Xingjue and made a big fuss in Lin City in Lin City. Your strength is in such a short period of time." How did you achieve this level of time?"

"How I did it, you don't need to know, because you are about to become a dead person." After Xu Feng finished speaking, he moved his feet and punched out with his fist.

"I'll fight you." He Fu knew that he was at the end of his strength, so how could he be Xu Feng's opponent? Spiritual power surged throughout his body, and he unleashed his most powerful attack.

However, he was seriously injured and was no match for Xu Feng. He was punched by Xu Feng and flew out, hitting the ground and unable to get up again.

"Hahaha... Xu Feng... you will die too... With your current strength... If you want to defeat Su Yi, you are just dreaming..." He Fu let out a maniacal laugh, his body began to twitch, and both of his eyes were filled with tears. Unwilling to give in: "Crazy... people... say... in dreams... that you will... die..."

Xu Feng walked up to the dead He Fu and whispered: "You can't see whether I can defeat Su Yi, but I tell you, I don't want to defeat Su Yi, but kill Su Yi."

Xu Feng found a gold coin card worth 500,000 gold coins from He Fu's baggage, as well as 17 drops of Millennium Spiritual Milk, and some other healing pills.

He's not picky either and puts everything into the storage ring.

Sun Sheng and the other three people not far away were already dumbfounded. Xu Feng killed He Fu, who was able to reach the top 50 in the Wending Feilong Ranking. He was the peak cultivation level of the fourth-level Lingzong.

"I will accept all the essence of the sand. I am afraid that giving it to you will bring disaster to your life." Xu Feng took out fifteen drops of the Millennium Spiritual Milk and said with a smile: "The three of you have five drops each. It is a blessing to you for finding this essence of the sand." Do you have any objection to the reward for the elite map?"

"Thank you, Brother Xu... Thank you..." Sun Sheng and the others knew that even if Xu Feng didn't give them anything, they wouldn't dare to say anything.

What's more, Xu Feng gave each of them five drops of Millennium Spiritual Milk, which was considered to be the most benevolent thing. After all, they followed Xu Feng and didn't help in any way.

…

In the vast and boundless desert, Xu Feng walked to the edge of the desert, and a rich oasis appeared not far away. Spiritual energy was rippling, and the sky was particularly refreshing.

Xu Feng did not hesitate at the moment. He now had the demon elixir and essence blood of the armored monster, the essence blood of the purple-blooded spirit rat, and the essence of sand. He needed to find a place to practice as soon as possible.

The desert in front of him was certainly not suitable for cultivation. He found that there was plenty of spiritual energy in the distance and it was indeed a good place for cultivation. His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Do you know? I heard that there is a spiritual platform in front of you. It is full of spiritual power. It is a good place for cultivation. Many strong people who have entered the secret realm are rushing there." Xu Feng had just walked to a valley when he heard something in his ears. There was some discussion, and he hesitated slightly before continuing on his way forward.

After walking for about half a day, Xu Feng finally saw the location of the spiritual platform. It was surrounded by spiritual power and the spiritual platform was extremely mysterious.

"What a terrifying atmosphere of martial arts. This spiritual platform turns out to be a natural martial arts spiritual platform. God is really helping me." A look of ecstasy appeared on Xu Feng's face.

During this time, he has been thinking about how his murderous artistic conception can break through the seventh path, how his spatial artistic conception can be improved, and how his gravity artistic conception can be improved.

He is taking the strongest path, and the artistic conceptions of the three martial arts must be condensed into the tenth path. This is not an easy task for any warrior.

"Hmph, this spiritual platform will be opened later. If anyone dares to rob it from me, don't blame me for being rude." A cold voice came, but it contained a strong killing intent.

I saw a man with pale skin, like a woman, at the edge of the spiritual platform. His eyes scanned the warriors around him with cold murderous intent.

"What a strong aura, this person is not weak." Xu Feng also appeared not far from the spiritual platform. He glanced at the cold young man and secretly became vigilant.

"Brother, I wonder who that person is, so arrogant?" Xu Feng asked the two middle-aged men beside him.

The two middle-aged men were shocked at first, and then looked at Xu Feng and found that he was only the peak cultivation level of the fourth-grade Lingzong. They were relieved that he did not know the cold young man.

"He is Ding Xizhe, the core disciple of Wuwai Villa. He is a half-step Spirit Emperor. He is vicious and vicious, and his strength is even more powerful. Otherwise, how could he dare to be so arrogant." One of the middle-aged men said softly to Xu Feng, for fear of being far away. Ding Xizhe, who was in the office, heard this and warned Xu Feng: "Little brother, I advise you not to have any hope in this spiritual platform. We are just here to join in the fun."

The middle-aged man knew very well that Ding Xizhe was extremely powerful. Unless he was at the peak of the second-grade Spiritual Emperor and could reach the peak of the second-grade Spiritual Emperor, the effect of the spiritual platform in front of him would be minimal.

Both of them are only at the seventh level of Lingzong cultivation, and Ding Xizhe only needs one move to kill them instantly.

What's more, among the surrounding crowd, there are many warriors from the Ninth-Rank Spirit Sect, some warriors at the peak of the Ninth-Rank Spirit Sect, and it's not known whether others will come.

Xu Feng did not refute the words of the two middle-aged men. He stood there quietly. He was bound to win this artistic conception spiritual platform today.

"Giggle... Ding Xizhe, everyone who sees this natural spiritual platform has a share. If you want to monopolize it, is it a bit too much?" At this moment, a sweet shout sounded.

A woman in a red dress, her face covered in rouge and thick pink, a strong fragrance permeated her body, and her eyes were extremely charming.

"Zhan Jiao, the core disciple of the Wannian Sect, is also half-step to the level of Spiritual Emperor. Now there is a lot of excitement." The middle-aged man looked at Zhan Jiao's appearance with a faint smile on his face.

Zhan Jiao was very beautiful, and her plump body made many men's blood boil. Then they shuddered when they stared at Zhan Jiao's blood-red hands.

Although this Zhan Jiao is very beautiful, she is really a ruthless person. She has practiced the top ten thousand-year sect-level spiritual skill "Blood Spirit Poison Claw", and her hands are stained with countless blood.

Don't look at her blood-red hands, which seem very coquettish. There are countless traces of blood under those palms.

"Blood Spirit Poison Claw" not only contains endless toxins, but also needs to continuously absorb the blood of warriors in order to continuously improve and increase its strength.

Even Ding Xizhe, who was standing there with an extremely arrogant look, had a solemn look on his face: "Zhan Jiao, this spiritual platform is very important to me. I hope you won't compete with me. I, Ding Xizhe, owe you a favor. "

Zhan Jiao heard this, covering her mouth and giggling. The plump peaks on her chest kept shaking, and some of the men who were staring at her drooled.

"The natural artistic conception spiritual platform is very important to you, and it is equally important to me." Zhan Jiao was obviously not interested in Ding Xizhe's favor, and said with a smile: "Besides, your favor is of no value to me. I am not interested in Ding Xizhe's favor." You are not interested either, this spiritual platform belongs to me."

With that said, Zhan Jiao also appeared at the entrance of the spiritual platform, standing there with Ding Xizhe, both of them were waiting for the moment when the spiritual platform opened.

Ding Xizhe saw that Zhan Jiao was about to fight with him and stopped talking. The spiritual power in his body began to circulate secretly, ready to rush into the spiritual platform at any time.

"This spiritual platform is about to open." Xu Feng pondered for a moment. He felt that the spiritual platform was about to open, and he slowly approached the place where the artistic conception spiritual platform was.

"Little brother, come back quickly!" The two middle-aged men looked at Xu Feng and couldn't think about it. They wanted to fight for the artistic conception spiritual platform. Isn't that asking for death?

Unfortunately, when they spoke, Xu Feng's figure had disappeared from sight. (The Spirit of the Ten Thousand Realms..4747468)--(The Spirit of the Ten Thousand Realms)