The Spirit of God Million Domain

Xu Feng sat down and felt many eyes with murderous intent.

Whether it is the Feihe family or Chen Batian and others, they all want to eat Xu Feng alive.

Their murderous intent was not concealed at all.

At the same time, Xu Feng also found many acquaintances.

For example, in the direction of Zige, Zheng Junzhi's face was full of coldness.

Xin Tianyin and others following Zheng Junzhi all had ferocious faces.

Especially Jiang Hongling, he was depressed inside.

He originally thought that Xu Feng was not his opponent, but he didn't expect that in the previous battle with Xu Feng, he was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back. If Xin Tianyin hadn't taken action, whether he could have survived or not was one thing.

"Jiang Hongling, it's really embarrassing that you lost to a capable boy." Tong Han said with a cold face: "Don't worry, I will avenge you later."

Tong Han's words were sarcastic, which made Jiang Hongling extremely uncomfortable. He snorted coldly: "Tong Han, I'm not telling you, you and I are only half as strong as each other. I advise you not to bring trouble on yourself. Xu Feng's current strength is, If you attack him, you will lose miserably."

Jiang Hongling knew his own strength very well and knew how powerful Xu Feng's sword skills were, so he said slowly.

"To increase others' ambition, you will destroy your own prestige. I will let you know later that there is a big gap between you and me."

Tong Han said with confidence.

Zheng Junzhi nodded, appreciating Tong Han, and said: "Tong Han is right, don't be too ambitious. This Xu Feng is just a third-level cultivation in the Danyuan Realm. How powerful can he be, no matter how powerful he is?"

Zheng Junzhi knows very well that he now needs an opportunity to make a name for himself.

There is no doubt that if Xu Feng can be killed.

It's really a good thing.

"Ha ha……"

Tong Han laughed, his face full of pride, and he cast a contemptuous look at Jiang Hongling.

Jiang Hongling looked at Xu Feng, who was chatting and laughing in the distance, and said to himself: "Humph, Tong Han, I hope you and Xu Feng will have a good fight.

Then you will know how powerful Xu Feng is. "

Zheng Junzhi glanced at the seat next to him. He saw a young man with a calm face. The most important thing was that his cultivation was very strong.

Lai Heshan, the first of the seven disciples of Zi Pavilion, the most powerful disciple of Zi Pavilion, and the number one on Zi Pavilion's evil evil list.

"Heshan, what do you think of Xu Feng's strength?" Zheng Junzhi asked slowly.

Hearing this, Lai Heshan raised the corners of his mouth slightly with a look of disdain on his face: "Pavilion Master, you should know my goal. A waste like Xu Feng is not qualified to accept my challenge for the time being."

"Pavilion Master, don't worry. The purpose of my coming to Dongyang Grand Meeting this time is to challenge Dongyang Ke. Dongyang Family's most talented disciple, as long as I defeat him, our Purple Pavilion's reputation will naturally expand."

Lai Heshan's words rang out.

If Lai Heshan knew about it, in his opinion, Dongyang Ke would be like facing a formidable enemy.

But he was easily defeated by Xu Feng, whom he called useless.

I almost went crazy and doubted my life.

Would he still say such words?

"Okay, Heshan is worthy of being the leader of our seven sons in the Purple Pavilion. He has such ambitions. If you can defeat Dongyang Ke and return to the Purple Pavilion, I will give you the blood of the Red Flame Dragon Scale to help you further your cultivation."

Zheng Junzhi said with a proud face.

Everyone's faces changed slightly.

Lai Heshan's expression was also filled with excitement. You must know that the red flame dragon scale blood is the most precious treasure of Zi Pavilion.

Red flame dragon scale blood is of great benefit in improving one's cultivation level.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master."

Lai Heshan stood up and bowed to Zheng Junzhi.

Sitting next to Lai Heshan was a slightly fat young man. He just sat there with his face as usual, but there was a touch of contempt and sarcasm in the depths of his eyes. The huge Zi Ge turned into Chen Xianlong's lackey.

Nowadays, although the master of the Purple Pavilion is Zheng Junzhi, the words of the three people arranged by Chen Xianlong make Zheng Junzhi full of fear. He has long wanted to leave the Purple Pavilion like this.

Zheng Haitao, ranked second among the Seven Sons of Purple Pavilion, is also very strong and is not as high-profile as Lai Heshan.

…

Dongyangji appeared on the huge stage, looked at the many branch families participating in the Dongyang event, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Welcome everyone to attend the Dongyang event. On behalf of the head of the Dongyang family, I would like to thank you for your support."

"In this Dongyang event, any young person who can perform outstandingly at the Dongyang event will be rewarded."

"At the same time, as long as they are the last ten people, they can choose to join the Dongyang Family to practice."

"When you join, you will enjoy the benefits of being a disciple of the Dongyang Family. Disciples who perform outstandingly will receive greater rewards."

Dongyang Ji talked for a long time, but did not mention the reward. To put it bluntly, it was to draw a pie for the disciples of the branch family.

Of course, if you can really join the Dongyang Family and become a top expert, your salary will naturally increase.

Dongyangji then said: "The rules of the Dongyang Festival are very simple. All disciples of branch families who participate in the Dongyang Festival will all board the ring. Regardless of the melee between the enemy and ourselves, the last ten people left in the ring will be the top ten. The last one Among the ten people, whoever leaves the ring last will be awarded five hundred mid-grade spiritual crystals. At the same time, the area of ​​Dongyang Forest under the jurisdiction of the family will be doubled. "

For the branch families of Dongyang Family, the temptation of expanding the area of ​​Dongyang Forest is too great.

Many branch families also warned their own clansmen.

Dong Yangping and several young people also looked excited.

But beside Dong Yangping, Dongyang Zhenzhen had a look of disappointment on her face, and her eyes looked towards the front and highest position from time to time, which was the direction of Xu Feng.

"Zhenzhen, you and Xu Feng are destined to be in the same world. You should stop thinking about it as soon as possible."

Dong Yangping knew very well what his daughter was thinking, but so what?

A small family like theirs simply cannot bear Xu Feng's torment.

If you are not careful, they will all die.

This is also the reason why Dong Yangping is afraid.

"Why……"

Dongyang Tai couldn't help but sigh.

A young man said: "It would be great if Xu Feng could come to our family later and say a few nice words in front of the Dongyang Patriarch."

Dong Yangping glanced at Xu Feng: "Don't take any chances, give me a good performance. When you participate in the competition later, you have to fight with all your might."

…

Dongyangzhuo's face was gloomy, and he looked in the direction of Dongyangping and the others. Not long after, a young man came next to him. It was Dongyangzhuo's eldest son, Dongyang Bao.

"Dad, what do you want from me?"

Dongyang Bao's eyes flashed, but he didn't see his younger brother Dongyang Gang, and he was a little confused.

"Son, you have to avenge your brother. He died unjustly." Dongyang Zhuo said to Dongyang Bao, bursting into tears.