Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1052 Let's kill one by one!
Lu Feng's words were full of murderous intentions, and he was decisive, without any wavering.

All the saints in the distance looked at the sea-like golden robbery cloud in the sky, their faces changed slightly, and they all fell silent.

Although they are sure that they can disperse the golden robbery cloud together, but the holy soul is bound to suffer turmoil.

Moreover, they have nothing to do with the imperial court, seeing that things cannot be done, they will naturally not be stupid enough to offend this evil little devil.

The saints sighed softly. In their eyes, they are usually just quasi-sages like ants, but they have the strength to make the saints retreat.

The people of the imperial dynasty over there were trembling with fear, from the saints to the quasi-sages, seeing this sea of ​​thunder and lightning, their souls were almost frightened away.

And under the 660 miles of robbery cloud, they can't tear the void, as soon as the treasure is used, it will be destroyed by the golden lightning, and the speed is as slow as a snail.

Lightning turned into the sea, submerging a piece of heaven and earth.

Ghostly released a holy corpse puppet, but it was destroyed by Lu Feng.

"Lu Feng, don't force me to wait. If you go through the catastrophe like this, you might kill us all, and you will also die under the catastrophe."

Ghostly roared.

Hearing this, Xiaohu chuckled lightly and called him an idiot.

Lu Feng couldn't be killed even by the death calamity, not to mention the mere spiritual power of the heavenly calamity.

At this time, Lu Feng came with thunder, and smashed one piece after another of the bones, one after another of the towering mountains, making the surroundings full of thunder and lightning.

"Run away, this is a killing god, a heinous devil!"

Not far away, more than a dozen warriors from the imperial dynasty were crying for their father and mother, screaming again and again.

As a noble member of the imperial dynasty, whoever saw them was not respectful, but now they met Lu Feng who was so ruthless and unscrupulous.

"boom!"

Dozens of golden thunderbolts struck one after another, Lu Feng's face was indifferent, and he turned it into a golden palm, directly smoothing them all.

Seeing this terrifying method, Mu Chongtian and Xu Xinglong, who had been clamoring with Lu Feng before, were already scared to death.

This method of using Heavenly Tribulation to kill people has exceeded their imagination.

"Lu Feng, we are Guiduren and have nothing to do with Dichao, we are just cooperating."

The white-clothed ghost sage screamed angrily, and almost all the ghosts he released were wiped out by Lu Feng.

"Ratchet of the same feather, where did the courage to turn Tu Sheng and me into corpse puppets go?"

Lu Feng stepped into the void, and the thunder and lightning didn't seem to destroy him, but became his means of beheading the saint.

"You bastard dare to deal with me, Guiduren. I, the ghosts, know about the fact that you own the corpse of a half-step ancient sage. You just wait to die!"

"boom!"

However, just as the white-clothed ghost said harsh words, a pillar-like thunderbolt crashed down, turning his clothes into ashes, revealing his emaciated holy body.

"If one comes, I'll kill the other!"

Lu Feng chased after the white-clothed ghost again and again, and thunder and lightning hit him again and again, almost drowning him.

The skills of the warriors in Guidu are gloomy and cold, while the saints in white are practicing the method of exorcising souls. Those methods are almost restrained by the power of heavenly tribulation.

With the continuation of the catastrophe, the sky almost split open, and a series of human-shaped shadows shot towards Lu Feng with long spears.

"Heavenly Tribulation Transformation, this is almost the legendary robbery!"

Those saints were shocked.

Lu Feng looked coldly at the transformation of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the holy energy contained in his body, which had reached the quasi-holy second stage, was incomparably majestic, so he shrouded the transformation into his fists, and slammed towards the man in white in the ghost city .

Thunder rumbled.

The white-clothed man in Guidu was physically weak, and his flesh and blood turned into countless pieces of flesh and blood and shattered under one blow.

As soon as his holy soul escaped in horror, it attracted Tian Jie over, and several thunderbolts fell and blasted into a mass of holy sources.

"Holy source!"

Looking at the holy source, many people are going crazy.

But seeing Lu Feng's god blocking and killing gods, and the monstrous scene of Buddha blocking and killing Buddha, he couldn't resist it.

Far away, the other three saints were all fleeing.

but.

One was directly stopped by Xuan Qing.

And Xiaohu and Lan Xinyue were not weaker than a lower holy realm, and they stopped one of them.

"Old Dog of the Imperial Dynasty, it's your turn now, the blood debt between us should be settled from you first."

Lu Feng's slightly hoarse voice came out, and the bloodshot eyes in his eyes made the emperor's pilgrims even more frightened.

He didn't care about anything anymore, this man was even more terrifying than Tu Sheng, he turned into an afterimage in panic and swept away.

Seeing this, Lu Feng stomped the void violently, and countless thunderbolts followed him, turning into a monstrous fist light and falling fiercely.

"Go away!"

The emperor opened the sanctuary to the saint, and the holy aura turned into a palm that covered the sky and went away.

And when his palm landed on Lu Feng's fist, it was scorched into charcoal immediately, and he quickly retracted.

His face was full of confusion, the thunder and lightning fell on Lu Feng's body and scattered like a snap of his fingers, but why did he have such destructive power as soon as he touched it.

And how would he know that Lu Feng's body calamity is a fatal calamity, and it is regarded as a calamity that the heavens and myriad realms cannot survive the curse.

After this catastrophe, Lu Feng's physical body is no different from the real mythical race.

"It's over, this is a monstrosity, that Emperor Pilgrim will not survive, and another one will die soon."

Everyone was amazed.

The thunderclouds boiled, and the golden thunder and lightning rolled continuously, like golden dragons swimming in the sea of ​​thunder.

When thousands of lightning flashed, Lu Feng got close to the imperial pilgrim, and almost swallowed them both when the rolling thunder and lightning fell.

He couldn't resist at all, not only was there thunder and lightning bombarding him, but Lu Feng was also waving his fists and falling violently.

Not to mention him, even the middle saint would not dare to resist the catastrophe of spiritual power that can bombard the holy soul.

"Ah! You little bastard, if you dare to kill the old man, the emperor will not let you go. When the news spreads here, there will be stronger saints, and even the emperor will come in person. You will definitely die !"

The emperor yelled at the saint.

At this moment, his body was charred by lightning.

But the deadliest thing is the holy soul, the power of heaven rushes into the head, making the holy soul like broken glass.

"Snapped!"

The palm carrying the power of the heavenly tribulation descended from the sky, smashing directly to the soles of the feet like patting a watermelon to the top of the sky.

Another group of holy sources floated.

Everyone's mouths were wide open, almost unable to close.

"When you know my true identity, Lu Feng, you will take everything for granted."

The threat of the emperor's pilgrims meant nothing to him.

He is the crown prince of Tianxing, and he was reborn once to destroy the Mu Xing Dynasty.

As long as he leaves the Twilight Land, he has already planned to gradually face the layout of the imperial dynasty, and naturally he will face more and stronger saints from them.

His indifferent eyes looked at Xu Xinglong who was just about to escape from the scope of the catastrophe, he moved to his side like lightning, and slapped Xu Xinglong directly to the ground.

"Lu Feng, I, Xu Xinglong, admit my mistake, it's good that you let me go this time!"

In the face of absolute power, all of Xu Xinglong's tricks and tricks were useless, and he screamed miserably.

"I'll let you die and tell you the reason why you didn't let it go."

Lu Feng's mouth moved.

Xu Xinglong was stunned, he understood everything.

In an instant, golden palm prints descended horizontally, directly blowing his head away, and his headless body exploded into fluffy blood mist.

(End of this chapter)