Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1103 The Cat Sees the Mouse

That voice came from the empty space, although he didn't show up, it made the Ice Emperor and Mu Cang put away half a step of the ancient sage's breath, and gave up coldly.

Who else can have such a great energy in the supreme ancient city, except the ancient holy land weapon spirit.

"What a Lu Feng, I still underestimate you too much, dare to kill people under my nose, very good, very good."

The cold eyes looked at Lu Feng, those two very well showed that Mu Cang was very angry at the moment.

"I'm just joking. I don't know if the imperial court's arrest of me can reach an ancient sacred artifact after this Supreme Divine Apparatus. I'm really looking forward to it."

Facing this piercing gaze, Lu Feng was extremely indifferent.

When the sharpness in his eyes was gone, he could see countless emperors and quasi-sages dodging, afraid that another ray of life-threatening light would come.

"In our opinion, it is inevitable to add an ancient sacred artifact."

The warriors of the Zibing Dynasty sneered and agreed.

Decades of wars have left them with grievances that cannot be washed away. Almost every member of the Zibing Dynasty has relatives who died in this cruel war.

"That will have to wait until you have the life to leave alive."

This kind of arrogance also caused anger in Mu Qing's heart. This son is a big trouble for the emperor, and he must not be allowed to become a saint.

"I am waiting"

Lu Feng was too lazy to look at Mu Qing more, and he didn't bother to talk to him, so he followed the Zibing Dynasty team to the resting place.

"This Lu Feng"

Looking at that figure from the back, Di Chaoren's mood was extremely complicated.

There is fear, but there is also hatred that is overwhelming, wishing to eat meat and drink blood.

And along the way, the eyes of the people of Zibing Dynasty changed a lot.

Although they had all heard about Lu Feng's impressive achievements in the Sea of ​​Death, but seeing the terrifying appearance of the emperors today, they found that they still underestimated Lu Feng.

Those domineering emperors in the past were afraid of Lu Feng like a cat seeing a mouse.

But in short, they all felt that they had let out a bad breath.

In the next few days, with the opening of the Supreme Ancient City that reappeared in Wannian, countless powerful people flocked to the city that was already at the peak of the crowd.

Although there are too many top powerhouses here, there is no confusion. After all, there is an ancient sage who has lived from ancient times to the present, and even the Mu Xing Dynasty will not provoke here. Old Sage.

Lu Feng and the others also temporarily lived in a palace under the leadership of some aborigines in the Supreme Ancient City.

However, there is a strange rule here. Activities are only allowed in the ancient city of the highest, but they must not leave half a step, otherwise no matter who they are, they will be driven out of the ancient city of the highest.

For a few days, Lu Feng did not cultivate, and he was extremely curious about this ancient city that existed in ancient times. He took Mo Ling to wander around the ancient city leisurely all day long.

Because of Qi Ling, no matter how much Mu Xingdichao and those people hated Lu Feng, they would not dare to trouble Lu Feng at this time.

"Brother Lu Feng, you are not in a hurry."

And when Lu Feng and Mo Ling were eating food from the ancient times in a restaurant, a faint laugh came from behind him.

A few footsteps came from far and near, and there was a man with a refined appearance in front of him, who had reached the lower holy realm, which was comparable to Bing Xuanyuan.

Lu Feng raised his brows slightly. This elegant man is from the Immortal Cave, his name is Wan Shengguang, and he is also a friend he has met in the past few days.

The Immortal Cave came from the Old Sages. Although it is not known whether there are any Old Sages, their strength is unquestionable, and this force is almost the same as Qinglian Holy Land.

"What's the use of rushing?"

Lu Feng invited these people to sit down.

"He has a big heart, he deserves to be the big devil Lu Feng, with such a terrifying reputation."

A gust of fragrant wind hits, and in a blink of an eye, a woman wearing a fiery red battle armor is approaching. There is a flame sword-shaped mark between her eyebrows, which has a sense of heroism and gallantry, which brings a different kind of impact to people. .

She sat down directly, and boldly picked up the jug and poured it directly.

Lu Feng also smiled helplessly. Her name is Li Yaomeng. Although it is a very quiet name, she has a carefree personality.

More importantly, her background is astonishing, she is the granddaughter of the Sword Master of Seven Emotions.

"Look at the owner of the restaurant, he is a strong man in the holy realm, with the pure and incomparably pure blood of the Supreme Emperor."

Following Wan Shengguang's line of sight, Lu Feng looked over with great interest,

It was a woman with long silver hair, wearing a silver gauze dress, her beautiful skin was vaguely revealed, with a sense of wildness unique to women in ancient times.

Wan Shengguang swallowed his saliva and said: "If I can marry this woman, I will have no regrets in this life."

Lu Feng smiled, indeed this kind of woman who still retains the ancient style can only be seen in this closed world.

However, feeling the slight jealousy from Mo Ling beside him, Lu Feng looked away resentfully, and rubbed her head.

"Become a partner? Even if you are half-step Old Sage, it is impossible."

Li Yaomeng said bluntly: "My grandfather, the Sword Master of Seven Emotions, also had a crush on a woman from the Supreme Emperor's lineage, but in the end it didn't matter, and I heard that a few days ago, someone from the Mu Xing Emperor's dynasty molested a person from an ancient city. , was directly obliterated by the spirit ancestor."

Wan Shengguang shrank his neck as if a cold wind was pouring into his neck.

Although the supreme emperor has fallen since ancient times, the weapon spirit cultivated by him has been loyal and has been guarding the descendants of the emperor.

Moreover, they have always strictly prohibited intermarriage with people from other races, the purpose is for the pure blood of the emperor, and they do not allow outsiders to destroy this ethnic group that has been passed down from ancient times.

However, Lu Feng still admires this group. During the ancient jihad period, the ancestor Qi Ling fought desperately with the evil gods for the Eastern Profound Domain.

This reminded Lu Feng of the spirit of the Dragon Chanting Sword.

Although Lu Feng is still cultivating during this period, if he wants to really break away from the sword body and become a real sword spirit, it is still extremely difficult.

Putting away these thoughts, Wan Shengguang next to him said: "Every time the Supreme Divine Mirror is opened, it is extremely cruel. At that time, I hope that not only the brothers Lu Feng but also the Zibing Dynasty where the Holy Princess belongs, will come across my Immortal Cave or Qinglian. People in the Holy Land can be merciful."

Lu Feng nodded, his only enemy was the forces of the Mu Xing Dynasty, so naturally he would not be so stupid as to set up more enemies.

Staring at the high sky, he felt a majesty like heaven and earth.

"This time, it's not just about looking for the opportunity to become a saint, it's better to behead a few more emperors, to see your distressed faces"

A flash of killing intent flashed through his eyes, and Lu Feng's five fingers slowly clenched with a sharp flash.

I don't know what kind of test is waiting for him in the Nine Heavens, but no one can stop Lu Feng's path to holiness.

And under this extremely hot atmosphere, the day when the supreme god will be opened will finally come.

Accompanied by an ancient voice, countless strong men suddenly turned into countless rainbows and swept towards one direction as if they had heard the call.

　The plot in Supreme Divine Mirror is a bit painful, it is about Lu Feng's sanctification, and it is very slow to write.

　　As for which holy way to achieve, let’s not talk about it first.

　　For outbreaks, go to Saturday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)