The Spirit of God Million Domain

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"Hmph, Xu Yu, the people you brought here are too cruel, aren't they?"

Dong Lei stood up. The person Li Tian killed just now was a disciple of their Fushen Sect, his junior brother. .

He came to attend the Cangyun gathering this time. He is the strongest person in the Fushen Sect here. He is the representative, so of course he has to stand up.

"Senior Brother Dong, if we kill them, are we still afraid of them?" A disciple of the second-grade Spirit Emperor from the Fushen Sect, despite this, did not take action rashly.

He was still a little wary of Li Tian's methods. You must know that the person just now was not weak, but he fell down due to inexplicable poisoning.

"Dare to kill people from our Fushen Sect so blatantly? This is provoking our Fushen Sect. Let's all take action together and kill them."

"Yes, don't argue with them about morality, let's all go together."

"Kill them."

More than ten people from Fushen Sect started shouting.

Li Tian stood there, his dark eyes full of anger.

Xu Yu stood up, he was afraid that Dong Lei and others would suddenly take action.

Only Xu Feng just sat there, drinking alone.

"The fun is finally about to begin."

On a table not far away, there is a young man with a soft sword wrapped around his waist, emitting silver light.

The genius disciple of Wuwai Villa, Zhao Chunyang, is a third-grade Spirit Emperor.

Likewise, he was also ranked thirty-sixth on the last Flying Dragon Ranking.

"Senior Brother Zhao, those people really don't know how high the sky is. When the challenge begins, they will kill all the scumbags like Dong Lei and others."

Next to Zhao Chunyang, a young man with the peak cultivation level of the second-grade Spirit Emperor.

Dong Lei's strength is not simple.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chunyang shook his head, his eyes fell on Xu Feng, who had been drinking, and said: "Maybe your thinking is too simple."

"Senior Brother Zhao,

What's the meaning? "The person who is at the peak of the second-grade Spiritual Emperor is a little confused. Is it possible that Xu Yu can defeat Dong Lei?"

Only then did he realize that Zhao Chunyang's eyes had been staring at the drinking young man. ap

"Senior Brother Zhao, who is this person? He seems to be very arrogant." The man asked.

Zhao Chunyang shook his head. He didn't know who the drinker was.

However, his instinct told him that this person would be a powerful enemy.

Cough cough cough…

Just when more than a dozen people in Fushen Sect were about to riot, a cough sounded.

Mo Cangyun's face was a little ugly. He didn't expect that the two people brought by Xu Yu would cause trouble to his Cangyun party one after another.

The purpose of holding Cangyun's party was not to let Xu Yu shine, but to shine himself. He wanted to show off his cultivation and strength.

Now, this kind of gaze was snatched away by Xu Yu and the other three.

If the news spreads that the first-grade Spirit Emperor, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, had cultivated and killed the second-grade Spirit Emperor, the entire Tianhua Territory would probably be shocked.

He was a little surprised in his heart, why did Xu Feng, a nine-star genius, appear in front of him.

Now, there is another first-grade Spirit Emperor who is seventeen or eighteen years old. Moreover, his fighting style is extremely weird. He uses poison to prevent it. Even he does not know how the second-grade Spirit Emperor warrior was poisoned just now. Woolen cloth?

"Mo Cangyun, you must give an explanation to our Fushen Sect today, otherwise I, Dong Lei, will leave this Cangyun party right now." Dong Lei said angrily as he saw Mo Cangyun walking over.

The many talented disciples from the Fushen Sect beside him also put pressure on Mo Cangyun.

Mo Cangyun just glanced at Dong Lei lightly and said with a smile: "Dong Lei, after all, you are also a genius in the top fifty on the Feilong list. You are not as good as others and were killed. You can't blame others."

Li Yannian and other Wannian Sect disciples didn't understand when they heard that Mo Cangyun actually spoke to Xu Yu and the others.

Even Dong Lei was a little confused, this was not Mo Cangyun's style.

"Everyone, please be patient!"

“It seems that now everyone is full of wine and food and looking for a little excitement. ®. ® ®”

"I also know that everyone is a warrior, a genius, and very angry."

"There is the arena. The challenge will begin later. Everyone can challenge each other. Even if it is a life and death battle, no one will stop it."

"Of course, if you Fushen Sect wants to leave now, I can't stop you. But since you are all unhappy, won't you just have to challenge yourself later and regain your place?"

When Mo Cangyun finished this sentence, more than a dozen genius disciples from the Fushen Sect stared at Li Tian angrily.

They calmed down their emotions and said harshly: "Boy, you will die miserably later."

Dong Lei also had murderous intent deep in his eyes, especially when he looked at Xu Feng who was still sitting there.

This guy had trouble with himself twice in a row. He was simply looking for death.

Li Yannian and others' eyes lit up, they knew Mo Cangyun's character.

It turns out that Mo Cangyun was trying to bring hatred to Xu Yu and others.

It is conceivable that when the challenge begins, the three of them may not know how many battles they will face.

"Everyone who comes, please take these."

Mo Cangyun shouted, and the waiters from Wusheng Restaurant came up to clean up the scene one after another, leaving a place to sit and serving some spiritual fruits and spiritual wine.

"Haha, everyone is free to challenge. If anyone is unhappy, you can challenge." Mo Cangyun's voice sounded loudly, and the atmosphere at the scene became heated.

"Brother Mo, what if someone doesn't dare to challenge later?" Dong Lei glanced at Xu Feng. He would challenge Xu Feng later and let Xu Feng know he regrets it.

Mo Cangyun laughed: "Don't accept the challenge? That means admitting that you are a coward. For such a person, isn't it an insult to challenge him?"

"The challenge begins!"

As the challenge began, the atmosphere among many people at the scene became tense.

You know, the talented disciples of Wannian Sect, Fushen Sect, Wuwai Villa, as well as the Wang family, Lin family, and Xiao family all know each other.

These people are all geniuses. Of course, no one is convinced by anyone and they all want to defeat the other.

In the center of Wusheng Restaurant, on the huge battle stage.

"Liu Run, in the last battle, you were lucky enough to win half a move. Today I want to challenge you. Do you dare to fight?"

A young man was a genius of the Fushen Sect, and his cultivation level was that of a second-grade Spiritual Emperor. His eyes fell on a young man who was a second-grade Spiritual Emperor in Wuwai Villa.

"Haha, why don't you dare? You were no match for me three years ago. Three years later, you are still no match for me." The young man jumped up.

The spiritual power of the two people was constantly surging. One of them understood the avenue of wind, and the other understood the avenue of earth. The battle was quite exciting.

"I didn't expect Liu Run to be able to cultivate the low-level spiritual skills of the Great Dao to the realm of great achievements. It's really not easy." Some people felt the spiritual skills Liu Run displayed and exclaimed.

"You actually cultivated the low-level spiritual skills of the Great Dao, the Netherworld Divine Palm, to the level of great achievement?" The genius of Wuwai Villa was swept away by a strong wind carried by a palm.

He kept retreating, staring at Liu Run with somewhat shocked eyes.

"you lose."

Liu Run looked at the opponent. In the past three years, he had been thinking about defeating the opponent all the time. He had been practicing hard and finally cultivated the Nether Palm to the great state.

"Hmph, I can also improve in the battle for the Flying Dragon Ranking. Just wait." The second-grade Spirit Emperor from Wuwai Villa retreated from the ring with some annoyance.

The battle was in full swing, and everyone in the Fushen Sect seemed to have forgotten about the trouble they wanted to cause Xu Feng and others.

Xu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly as the battles continued in the ring.

He felt clearly that there were five truly strong people around him.

One of them, of course, is Mo Cangyun, a third-grade spiritual emperor with peak cultivation, and two traces of the avenue should be condensed to have such a terrifying momentum.

The other person was a young man sitting not far across from him. The young man had a soft sword wrapped around his waist, and his eyes were like a sharp sword, very sharp.

The genius disciple of Wuwai Villa, Zhao Chunyang.

There was another person, Dong Lei, who had competed with Xu Feng for the blood garnet. The other person had been sitting there without any movement, but when he looked at Xu Feng, he had murderous intent.

There are two other people who are also very strong, both of whom are third-grade spiritual emperors.

However, there were no other people around those two people, so they were very low-key.

"I've been hearing that the descendant of the King of Guns is very powerful during this period. I, Liu Run, really want to see it today. I wonder if you dare to accept my challenge?"

When Liu Run spoke, he had already stepped onto the ring.

His eyes fell on Xu Yu.

Many people whispered that the show was finally about to begin.

"Do you think you are qualified to defeat me? Just because you have reached the realm of Netherworld Palm?" Xu Yu did not expect that this disciple of Fushen Sect would challenge him.

You must know that Xu Yu is the second-grade spiritual emperor at the peak of his cultivation. He is higher than his opponent. If the opponent challenges him, he is looking down on him.

"No nonsense. If the heir of the Gun King only dares to talk nonsense, then his reputation will be wasted." Liu Run has made great progress in the past three years.

The lower-grade spiritual skills of the Great Dao have been cultivated to the level of Dacheng. With the Nether Divine Palm, he is completely able to defeat some fourth-grade Spirit Emperor warriors. He is not afraid of Xu Yu.

"Then as you wish, if you can sustain my three shots, you will win." Xu Yu had confidence on his face, and his majestic aura burst out.

He grabbed the spear in his hand, and silver-white light burst out from the spear. The shadow of the gun was in his eyes, and it was extremely powerful.

Xu Feng stared at Xu Yu, nodded secretly, and thought to himself: "This guy's gun core is very stable, and he should have condensed two ways of the gun."

"It's shameless to say that, but I want to see how you can defeat me with three shots?" Liu Run took a step forward, and a path of wind condensed on his body.

His figure became erratic in the ring. He wanted to rely on his own speed and use the Avenue of Wind to compete with Xu Yu. As long as he could resist Xu Yu's three shots, he would be able to win, and his reputation would definitely be famous by then.

"You really don't have the qualifications to play with me like this."

After Xu Yu finished, endless gun shadows came out of his body.

He took one step forward, the shadow of the gun struck his eyes, and the spear struck Liu Run.

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