Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1139 Xiaoguo Sleeping
Under the radiance of the immortal dharma, Lu Feng is like a real master.

Even the shadow of the Emperor God would look dejected at this moment, being suppressed by the power of Dharma Aspect.

It's not that the Shadow of the Emperor God is not powerful, after all, it is the most powerful existence in the Emperor God Clan, Emperor Qingri.

It's just that Di Jin is not a pure-blooded Emperor God Clan, and his strength is no more than that of the lower holy realm, so naturally he cannot exert the power of the Emperor God's Shadow.

"Destroy!"

His eyes were indifferent, and Lu Feng only spat out a word, and Faxiang's big hand was burning with a hot and inextinguishable fire, and he hit the shadow of the emperor with one blow.

In an instant, countless cracks appeared all over the body of the Emperor God's Shadow, as if it would shatter at any moment.

"This is impossible!"

Seeing how ferocious Lu Feng's attack was, Di Jin let out a roar, and the golden divine blood turned into a mass of blood and rushed towards the Shadow of the Emperor God.

That terrifying aura surged wildly.

The changes in the Shadow of the Emperor God made Lu Feng frown. Although he has gained the upper hand now, he has never underestimated the methods of the Emperor God Clan.

"Blue Sun Sky Wheel!"

This is the famous supernatural power of Emperor Qingri, and now it is activated by Di Jin's forceful mobilization of the blood of the Emperor God Race.

The moment the Emperor God's Shadow clapped his palms, the sky instantly turned into a blue brilliance, and the blue sun sky wheel with countless blades spinning at an astonishing speed.

Every ray of green-gold brilliance fell, and a large part of the surrounding mountain walls would be lost out of thin air.

The face of the ancient sage Shenjian also became heavy. Back then, Emperor Qingsun used the Qingsun Sky Wheel to cause a lot of trouble to the Supreme Emperor. Although this emperor only relied on blood, but in the lower holy realm, it will be Terrible trouble.

And this time.

The surroundings of the lake were extremely calm, and the power of the Qingri Tianlun annihilated all sounds.

Lu Feng's expression was dignified, Fa Xiang slowly stretched out his palm, the holy way of good fortune is extremely powerful in the domain of Fa Tianxiang and earth, and the power transformed by the palm of immortal good fortune rose to countless strange brilliance.

The consumption of using this palm with Dharma is huge, but right now there is no other better choice.

"burst!"

As if embracing the sun and the moon in vain, at the moment when the blue sun and sky wheel swirled towards it, it was actually hugged in the air, and the force of nature surged forward.

Di Jin's face darkened, he gritted his teeth, and the blood of the Emperor God Clan was stimulated again.

"Mental strength!"

The Divine Tower Palace exuding a fierce aura from the Four Palaces floated above the head, and the four torrents of crystals turned into four giant swords with a murderous intent and slashed at the Qingri Tianlun at the same time.

Lu Feng's spiritual power is the closest to the holy way. Under this full force, twisted cracks appeared on the blue sky wheel.

Di Jin's face was horrified, what kind of terrifying human race is this? Even when he activated the supernatural powers of the emperor's bloodline, he still couldn't do anything about it.

And when he was about to fight to the death, circles of mysterious power flashed out from the heart of the ancestors on his chest, blessing the palm of the immortal good fortune like a mysterious cyclone.

That is the power of the source!
Like the last straw that crushed the camel's back, the blue sky wheel turned into light spots all over the sky and shattered unwillingly.

The Emperor's Shadow, whose power was exhausted, also shattered.

Di Jin spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale. As a saint of the Emperor God Clan, he was defeated by such an ending.

And you must know that the human race in front of him has not yet reached the holy realm, which is simply unacceptable to him.

"As the Emperor God Clan, how could I be defeated by a human race like you!"

The fiasco in front of him made Di Jin know that he was powerless, and the secrets under the lake were absolutely not allowed to be discovered.

An extremely violent force spread out.

His body suddenly swelled up, and he was about to explode himself at this moment.

"You were defeated in ancient times, and you will still be defeated today, so I will send you on your way."

Although Lu Feng's voice was calm, the killing intent made people feel terrified.

The brilliance shone, and the two swords of dragon chant and life and death in his hand turned into two different sword lights, bringing up two strings of bright blood.

The Longyin Sword pierced Dijin's eyebrows and nailed him to the mountain wall, while the Life and Death Sword pierced through the heart in an instant.

"The Emperor God Clan has been beheaded!"

This unbelievable scene fell in the eyes of all the warriors outside the Jiuchongtian, and their eyes were extremely complicated.

"Oh my God, he really had to kill that Dijin, but how can a warrior who has not reached the holy realm be so terrifying."

"I can't believe it, this is the Emperor God Clan, the real descendants of the God Clan, not those pseudo-Protoss who claim to be the God Clan!"

The sound of exclamation suddenly sounded.

Could it be that Lu Feng's rise could no longer be stopped?
The wrinkles on Mu Cang's old face were twisted together, and he couldn't help but growl, he absolutely wouldn't allow this kind of thing to happen.

Naturally, Lu Feng didn't know about the emotional changes in the outside world. When he swung the sword, Xiao Guo couldn't wait to take root in Di Jin's body and absorb his divine blood.

"escape!"

Taoist Hei Ya and the remaining saints of the God Race all ended up beheaded when they saw Emperor Jin. They were all frightened to death, and immediately fled in all directions in horror.

"Where to escape!"

There was no need for Lu Feng to say more, Xiang Li, Bai Wei and Shi Pojia shot again and again.

Lu Feng showed an invincible posture, and then came to a saint of the Mongolian race, and the moment he punched him, he vomited blood.

Before he could struggle to get up, the torrential rain of fists fell down like light spots, beating him into a ball of fleshy paste.

Violent, too violent!
The Mengshen tribe, whose flesh body was comparable to that of the demon tribe, was beaten to death with their fists.

Lu Feng's eyes instantly locked onto Taoist Hei Ya, who was the fastest escaper.

This soul god clan is too weird, if he is allowed to escape, I don't know what trouble it will cause.

The Taoist Hei Ya who was possessed by him was not strong, and he was not as strong as the two previous saints of the King God Clan. The instant he kicked the Taoist Hei Ya, he kicked Taoist Hei Ya to the ground.

Taoist Black Crow's complexion was cloudy and uncertain, and the strong soul gods in his body displayed a series of soul supernatural powers.

However, being a saint with weak mental power might cause great trouble, but with Lu Feng's mental power, it was only a little trouble, and within a short while, he slapped Taoist Hei Ya into blood foam.

A gray-white brilliance suddenly flashed out from the blood foam at an incredible speed.

"This is the body of the Soul God Race?"

Lu Feng's eyes were cold, and the moment he moved his feet, he grabbed the body of the Soul God Race with his big hand, and looked at it curiously.

There is no real physical body, but it is full of strong spiritual power.

"You let me go!"

The main body of the soul god clan turned into a terrifying face, baring its teeth and roaring.

Looking at the pretentiously vicious Soul God Clan body, Lu Feng was also amused, directly obliterated his mind, and sealed it in a jade bottle.

"I'm so full, Xiaoguo is full, Brother Lu Feng, I want to sleep."

The little fruit over there has completely devoured the divine blood of the Emperor God Clan, and the intense light of life and death circulated continuously on its body, and the swirling airflow was like a Tai Chi diagram, extremely mysterious.

And Lu Feng knew it too.

Xiaoguo's sleep is to digest the strength gained during this period, and then it is true sanctification.

Nodding his head, he looked at the lake.

The bright eyes pierced through many barriers, what is the faint brilliance of the blue light at the bottom of the lake?

And what secret is hidden in it, attracting so many saints from the protoss?
(End of this chapter)