Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1126 Descendants of the God Race
After learning about the descendants of the God Race, Lu Feng was secretly startled.

Sure enough, the test of the seventh heaven is extremely difficult, and the descendants of the gods are all extremely powerful, even those saints cannot complete it by mistake.

"It's too slow to hunt a hundred quasi-sages of the protoss. It's best to meet the saints."

The strongest in the small star field is in the lower holy realm. In this case, Lu Feng is naturally unwilling to slow down and kill the quasi-sage.

After all, there are three people on his side, and a huge number is needed to complete the test.

But when Lu Feng left for the small star field, there was already an uproar outside the Nine Heavens.

"Oh my god! Zhao Zihuagui from the Eastern Profound Realm is a low-level Saint Realm peak powerhouse, but he was beheaded by the Saint Realm of the Meng God Clan!"

"It's too strong. These descendants of the gods are too strong. Even the immortal flower of the cave was killed. That's a saint with a legendary experience!"

From those six prisms, warriors outside the Nine Heavens can clearly see any scene that happened in the small star field.

Many people's faces suddenly became frightened. Although many people have heard of the ancient gods, but no one has seen them, but now they know the powerful side of these descendants of the gods through the small star field.

You know, these are just descendants, and the blood of the Protoss is weak.

"Look, Emperor Mu Qing has torn a saint from the King God Clan in half."

"I still have strong saints in the Eastern Profound Realm, and the monster Xiaopeng Emperor has killed two descendants of the god race at this time."

Naturally, Lu Feng didn't know about the voices from the outside world.

The place without starlight is extremely cold and cold, and the area of ​​the small star field is extremely vast. It is not easy to find the descendants of the god race, and there are many dangers involved.

On a half-lost star.

Bai Wei and Shi Pojia had completely convinced Lu Feng, and were even rejoicing.

Not long ago, they encountered a group of descendants of the Protoss, including more than five light saints, and many fierce quasi-sages.

In that situation, if Lu Feng hadn't tried his best to turn the tide, she and Shi Pojia would have been torn in half long ago. If it was someone like Mu Youxuan, he wouldn't care about their lives.

"Worthy of being a descendant of the God Race, that saint of the Mongolian God Race is probably comparable to Mu Youxuan."

The power of the stars was attracted by the black stone, refined into pure power and poured into the body, Lu Feng sighed.

He had fought against the saints of the Mengshen clan before, especially the bloodline supernatural powers of the Mengshenzu, which surprised Lu Feng even more.

"These descendants of the Protoss are insanely crazy and too difficult to deal with."

Shi Pojia said.

Lu Feng nodded. These protoss descendants have been imprisoned in the small star field since ancient times.

With no hope in sight and endless torture in detention, anyone would go crazy.

"Take a break, and then we'll take the initiative."

Faced with these powerful descendants of the God Race, Lu Feng became happy instead.

Ordinary low-level holy lands can no longer sharpen his strength, and middle-level holy lands are too powerful. This kind of descendant of the gods in between is his best whetstone.

Seeing Lu Feng's excited appearance, Bai Wei turned her head sideways, and understood why the former had such strength at such a young age.

And at this moment, in the bright starry sky, a streak of streamer with its tail flew across from the other side of the sky and the earth.

With a thought in Lu Feng's mind, his speed was extremely fast in the small star field, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, and under a huge impact, something suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Starstone!"

Rich power emanated from the fist-sized light blue stone in his hand, and a look of joy appeared on Lu Feng's face.

Star stones are the most precious treasures for cultivation. In ancient times, one piece could be exchanged for hundreds of ancient holy pills.

However, only the Dzogchen Saint Realm can be active in the real star field, so it is extremely difficult to obtain a star stone, and it is even rarer now.

"A star rock rain erupted over there!"

In the starry sky in the distance, streamers of light continuously shot out from a certain direction. In a short period of time, Lu Feng saw a hundred dollars.

"The star stone appeared from there. If it is traded to the inscription pattern master of the inscription pattern guild, it can even be exchanged for many powerful holy objects."

Bai Wei became excited, if it wasn't for being in the small star field, how could it be possible to see such a spectacle.

Lu Feng's heart also moved, Xiaohu has always wanted to refine peerless holy objects, if these star stones were given to it, it might be of great help.

"Let's go over there!"

This kind of opportunity can be met but not sought after, since Lu Feng saw it, there is no reason to miss it.

On a star with a diameter of a thousand miles that shone faintly with blood, there are undulating mountains all over it.

Streams of light erupted from this star, causing a huge earthquake on the ground.

More than a dozen strange-looking descendants of the Protoss are walking on this star.

"The hateful ancient sage, the hateful supreme emperor, actually imprisoned our noble descendants of the gods in this small star field forever!"

A ferocious face of a protoss descendant with blue scales on his face was filled with endless anger.

This is a strong man of the Scale God Clan. Noble blood is distinguished by the color of the scales on his face, and the purple-gold scales are the pure God Clan.

Looking at a saint of the Lin God Race beside him with a face full of golden light, the Qing Lin God Race said: "Saint Jin Lin, this ancient sage of God's Guide treats us as pigs and sheep, this time I must tear them all into pieces pieces."

The face of the Golden Scale Saint was ferocious, exuding a powerful coercion, and he was the strongest among them.

"Don't be careless. Not long ago, even the saints of the King God Clan and the Meng God Clan were beheaded. There are still strong people among these humble ants."

The scales of the Golden Scale Saint are like breathing, one by one, it looks extremely terrifying.

And you must know that the Lin God Clan is only in the middle of the many God Clans in the Small Star Region, and it is not comparable to the Meng God Clan.

The Qinglin God Clan nodded, and said: "The strength of the Golden Scale Saint is enough to deal with two holy realms, and if we join hands, even two more human saints are enough to block them, so let them pray that they will not be defeated by me." We met the Scale God Clan."

An extremely ferocious expression appeared on the face of the Qinglin God Clan.

Under this kind of captivity, these protoss descendants have long been crazy.

At this time, three streamers of light came one after another on a star.

The ground shook violently, countless mountains collapsed, and Lu Feng stayed on a relatively stable mountain.

"The star stone erupted from this star."

With the mental power swept away, there is no life on this star.

Relying on this induction, although there is a mysterious force blocking the spiritual force on the stars, Lu Feng still found nearly a hundred star stones in a short period of time.

Bai Wei was also very surprised. She is a true spiritual saint, but when it comes to this kind of subtle exploration, she is far behind Lu Feng.

And in the case of the same strong mental power of the two, the speed of searching for the star stone is not slow.

Suddenly the ground trembled a few times, several star rocks bounced up, and a vast and suppressed force was transmitted, which made Lu Feng feel deeply uneasy.

"How did I hear the sound of the stars breathing?"

(End of this chapter)