Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1122 Ultimate Strength
The giant drum can ring up to eighteen times, which means that the performance of Xiangli has reached the limit of this test, no wonder he has such great confidence.

When his proud voice fell, Bai Wei was a little dissatisfied, and shouted instead: "It's just a big man, there's nothing to be proud of if you only have brute force, you are not the Lord's opponent."

Xiang Li grinned, looked down at Bai Wei, and said with a big laugh: "So it's Bai Wei from the White Python Clan. I heard that the Python Sage from the Huatian Python Clan is looking for you all over the world, but I didn't expect to come here."

Bai Wei's face was a little ugly, and Shi Pojia next to him walked out with a sullen face, and said coldly, "I'll do it."

"That elephant power is the saint of the golden-armored giant elephant family, and its power is even more violent than that of a real dragon."

Bai Wei said to Shi Pojia.

In terms of pure strength, among the many big monsters in Yaosheng Cave, few can compare with the golden-armored giant elephant.

"Master Xiang will see how many rings you can make."

That Xiang Li was not in a hurry to leave, but folded his arms and watched with great interest.

Hearing this, Lu Feng smiled, not angry with the arrogance in Qili's words, but thought he was cute and silly.

Speaking of which, Lu Feng still has a relationship with the Golden Armored Elephant Clan, and has obtained a lot of holy blood from the evil god's secret place.

While Lu Feng was meditating, Shi Pojia was already standing in front of the giant drum like a rock, his eyes as big as copper bells were fixed on the drum, and a powerful force transformed into a series of earthy yellow horses from his body. Fly up.

boom!
A terrifying punch suddenly blasted out, and the drums sounded suddenly, causing a piercing sonic boom to resound in the square.

One, two, three.
When the No.17 sound was heard, the power was finally exhausted, and it calmed down slowly. The No.18 sound did not sound in the end.

Shi Pojia was a little unwilling. Although this result was outstanding, it did not exceed Xiangli, which still made him feel ashamed.

When Xiang Li saw this, the deafening laughter came out immediately. If he wanted to compete with the Golden Armored Elephant Clan in terms of physical strength, even if the Dragon Clan came, he would be willing to bow down.

But at this time, a blood-red torrent poured into Shi Pojia's body from the giant drum, and the power of blood surged at an astonishing speed.

"That kind of blood."

Lu Feng's eyes lit up, and he felt the desire of flesh and blood for this kind of qi and blood.

Bai Wei said, "I'll do it next."

Swish!
The jade hand fell down and directly turned into a snake's tail, heavily bombarding the drum.

Although Bai Wei was not sanctified in martial arts, she survived the holy tribulation of spiritual power, and her body was a white python that had reached a high-level divine beast. After this blow, she still knocked ten times, which is not a bad result.

Bai Wei smiled slightly, the torrent of energy and blood was of great benefit to her.

"The last one is me."

Lu Feng lazily stretched his waist, and there was a crackling sound from his joints.

"I guess you have twelve at most."

Xiang Li touched his nose and guessed.

He could see that although Lu Feng's physical body was not weak, no matter how he refined his body, he was not as good as the Yaozu. To be able to have twelve rings had already reached the limit.

Being able to overwhelm the mighty Lu Feng in one aspect, and returning to the Yaosheng Cave is enough to brag about.

"Really? I think there may be more than you."

Lu Feng smiled, and walked slowly in front of the giant drum, suddenly there was a pressure, which made him unable to use the power of Saint Yuan.

"interesting."

Slightly taken aback, Lu Feng's face became serious. The beating of the giant drum was not as simple as he saw.

And he just realized that the amount of the bloody torrent is completely determined by the sound of the drum, so he must not underestimate it.

The brilliance of the blue dragon patterns shone, but this kind of body training martial arts could be used, and one after another dragon pattern turned into hovering little dragons and walked around his body.

It was completely pushing himself to the limit. When the dragon pattern reached [-], mottled green bricks were shattered under Lu Feng's feet, and he saw another dragon pattern blessing.

Xiangli stared at Lu Feng, and even he felt an unshakable illusion when Lu Feng's martial arts was displayed.

The bones trembled, and even the tendons swelled up like thunder, and as the dragon patterns moved, bright dragon chants filled the square.

The Nine Turns of Taixuan practiced by Lu Feng needs a strong physical body to support him, and he survived the most terrifying death kalpa during the kalpa of his physical body.

After a dozen breaths, the limit is reached!
Lu Feng's expression was solemn, the dragon pattern condensed into a lifelike green dragon, and accompanied by the trembling sound of that punch, it blasted towards the giant drum in an earth-shattering way.

Strong winds swept across, the ground trembled violently, even Shi Pojia retreated again and again.

Not only were they paying attention, but those warriors outside the Nine Heavens were all staring intently, hoping that Lu Feng would strike a few times.

But when Lu Feng retracted his fist, looking at the unwavering drum surface, there was not even a single sound, which made him puzzled.

With his physical body stronger than that of a real dragon, it is inevitable that he will get eighteen rings with one blow with all his strength.

But right now, there is such a weird scene.

Xiang Li was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, pointed to Lu Feng and said, "I thought you are so good, you can't even pass this level, it seems that you are going to be eliminated here."

"how is this possible?"

Ice Emperor and Mo Ling couldn't believe it, even the quasi-sage could make five beeps, why Lu Feng couldn't even make one beep.

Not just them.

The ancient sages of Shenjian are full of doubts.

"No, look at that drumhead?"

Bai Wei has keen observation skills. She saw that a hair-thick crack first appeared on the drum surface, and then countless cracks spread all over the drum surface like a spider web. The entire drum surface turned into countless debris and flew away.

The empty drumhead was extremely shocking.

It wasn't that Lu Feng didn't make a sound, but that the force was so powerful that it shattered the entire drum surface.

Xiang Li's mouth was wide open, and he almost swallowed his tongue. What a terrible force it takes to smash the drum.

One must know that eighteen beats and smashing the drum head are two completely different concepts. They have seen Mu Qing barely reach eighteen beats when he broke through this level before.

And when he thought of his previous sarcasm, Xiang Li's face turned pale, and even the Golden Armored Elephants would be crippled by that punch.

"Am I passing or failing?"

Lu Feng also didn't expect that it was obviously the previous four levels of body training that made his physical body grow by leaps and bounds.

"Let's forget it"

The ancient sage Shen Jian couldn't laugh or cry.

In the past, there were also people who left cracks on the drum surface, but it was definitely not as thorough as Lu Feng's.

This seemingly not very strong young man, the power contained in his body can be called a monster.

He waved his hand, and a blood-colored air flow rushed into Lu Feng's body, which was ten times stronger than the elephant power.

That kind of bloody aura flowed into his body, Lu Feng squinted his eyes, the power left in his body from the previous four stages of torture was actually settling down at an astonishing speed, circles of bloody aura turned into ripples and spread out.

As for that Xiang Li, his face was flushed with shame, how could he dare to stay here any longer, he quickly rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, and left the square.

(End of this chapter)