Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1146 Seventh Transformation of Martial Arts

On the White Bone Mountain, Lu Feng stood on top of numerous corpses, staring ahead with bright eyes.

The sea of ​​blood suddenly swelled and became tens of miles long, exuding a strong smell of blood.

A strong man of the Blood God Clan, extremely ferocious, once committed the brutal crime of refining warriors in cities into blood.

The blood god clan saint laughed wildly. He admitted that he was not Lu Feng's opponent, but in terms of life-saving ability, he could be ranked at the top.

"You are very lucky, this is a martial art that I can only use after my physical body has mastered the mystery."

Lu Feng smiled faintly, and a mighty power rose like light rain, holding Yuan Shouyi with both hands, and a miraculous power rose up.

Between his brows, the phantom of the eternal and immortal Dharma figure loomed, and the palms of the two Dharma figures clapped together, and the crisp sound resounded across the universe.

The sea of ​​blood trembled, and the saints of the blood god clan instinctively felt the strangeness of the human race in front of them, and an exuberant force of blood and blood condensed into a powerful shield.

"Taixuan's seventh turn, Taixuan is in the sky!"

A strong light appeared from between the eyebrows, and thousands of hair-thin rays entangled into a sharp beam, and the moment it swept out, the sky and the earth seemed to be split into two halves.

This is the martial arts within Taixuan Nine Revolutions.

This magical power requires a strong spiritual force to be able to display it.

According to Lu Feng's speculation.

The seventh turn of Taixuan corresponds to the holy realm, then the eighth turn of the skill is the ancient holy realm, and the ninth turn directly leads to the Xeon.

call out!
As if criss-crossing the sky and the earth, the beam of light looked at incomparably, and after piercing through the void, it landed directly on the sea of ​​blood. Suddenly, a mighty flame burst into flames, and the sea of ​​blood shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Damn it, how could that light beam have such power!"

The saint of the blood god clan was puzzled, but the severe pain made him howl wildly.

If this flame is not extinguished, he will definitely die from the burning dryness.

"Sunflower Yin Water!"

A Queen of the Holy Realm with strange patterns on her face looked slightly gloomy, and when the jet-black sunflower-yin water fell on the Saint of the Blood God Clan, the brilliance was dimmed a lot.

"Want to save him?"

Lu Feng sneered.

At this moment, like a ray of blue light, Lu Feng came to the Saint of the Blood God Clan like lightning, and the light surged with his palm.

In an instant, that powerful force sent the Queen of the Holy Realm flying away, and with a pull from between her eyebrows, another ray of Taixuan vertical sky fell on the sea of ​​blood that had shrunk by half.

The blood god clan saint roared, and the blood sea suddenly concentrated violently, and then quickly expanded again, trying to escape from Lu Feng's control.

boom!
The endless blood burst, and a faint light spot fled in a panic from the countless rays of light.

With just a glance, the mental power instantly locked on to the bloody light, and the power of a finger seemed to press across the sky, and it exploded immediately.

The scene of killing the Saints of the Blood God Race was particularly shocking. It was easy to defeat, but the life-saving means of the Blood God Race were very difficult.

But Lu Feng didn't have time to pay attention to their shock. The moment he moved his footsteps, he came in front of a saint of the Mongolian God Race. The power of one punch would even open a big hole in the void, and immediately knocked the Mongolian God Race over.

The saint of the Meng God Race roared, and the black lightning from the two horns on his head gathered together, and a peerless magical power burst out.

Lu Feng's expression was indifferent, and with a finger drawn between his eyebrows, Taixuan Zongtian turned into an indestructible lightsaber. Between the horizontal strikes, the two horns traced a beautiful arc, and then broke apart.

"die!"

With a puff, black divine blood splashed out.

The saint of the Mongolian God Clan stared blankly, and immediately split his head in two.

Grabbing it with the palm facing forward, the sanity in the holy soul was wiped out instantly, and then it was thrown directly into the array.

"Damn it, if I don't kill that lowly human race, it's hard to vent my hatred!"

An incomparably powerful saint from the King God Clan roared again and again, the light of Qi and blood turned into a beam of light penetrating the sky, and unleashed his unparalleled supernatural powers, intending to capture and kill Xiang Lu Feng.

Lower Holy Land is a general concept.

Although they are both called the Lower Saint Realm, there is still a big gap.

For example, the previous saints of the blood god clan can only be regarded as mediocre, but this saint of the king god clan can be king and rogue in the lower holy realm.

For a moment, all the saints of the protoss here displayed their supernatural powers and blasted away together.

But Lu Feng was not fighting alone, the saints of the Eastern Profound Realm sneered and used powerful holy arts to surround and kill them.

Although they are afraid of the Emperor God Clan Emperor, but these God Race saints are still not afraid.

At the same time, Lu Feng didn't stop, and the dragon shadow screamed in his arms. Since the physical body broke through a limit, the power of the Qinglong Zhenquan has been greatly improved compared to before, and it was blown away at the moment Some protoss saints.

boom!
The palm of his hand is like a five-fingered mountain peak, the mighty power of the holy way of good fortune is condensed, and it falls on the head of a god saint like a watermelon, and suddenly it becomes a pool of rotten flesh and bones from top to bottom, and even the holy soul is directly crushed. obliterate.

Baigushan was completely in chaos.

The protoss saints are in chaos!
"Sword Demon, rush over to me!"

Countless quasi-sacred sword demons with dazzling swords rushed towards Lu Feng in an instant.

This kind of sword demon was used as cannon fodder in the ancient times. At this time, almost thousands of people surrounded Lu Feng, looking for a chance to kill Lu Feng with one blow.

Lu Feng looked calm, and the light blue Yuanci Peak flashed out, rising to a size of hundreds of feet in the face of the storm, and when it hit hard, those sword demons were emptied.

The power of law, heaven and earth is unleashed, and the exuberant inextinguishable fire has a strange color.

Within his domain, Lu Feng is like the Supreme Master of Heaven who rules the world, even his eyes are burning with raging flames.

"Sunflower Yin Water!"

Over there, the pattern on the face of the Queen of the Holy Realm squirmed, and suddenly a black water sprayed like a vast ocean.

The power of the domain was slightly dimmed, but Lu Feng's eyes were as sharp as knives, and an indescribable wave spread.

When the Queen of the Holy Realm came to her senses, a slender but powerful hand came through the space, and then pressed it on her head. Suddenly, a big hole was opened in the head of her head, killing the rest of them directly. holy soul.

"you!"

This scene, falling into the eyes of the god saints, was about to go crazy.

"You are the one!"

The light in his eyes instantly locked on the saint of the King God Clan. Lu Feng stomped the sole of his foot, and the entire Baigu Mountain collapsed in an instant, and his figure shuttled away like a bolt of lightning.

"It's not that easy to kill me."

The palm prints of the saints of the Wang Shen Clan flew away, and collided with Lu Feng's palm in mid-air.

Violent ripples spread, and the space shattered like fragile white paper.

"is it?"

However, within a few breaths, the two of them exchanged hundreds of moves in mid-air. During the spread of such fluctuations, ordinary saints would not dare to approach.

Although the strength of the King God Clan saint is catching up with the previous Emperor Jin, but the current Lu Feng's strength is not comparable to the previous one, and he kicked him down from the sky with one kick.

The sage of the Wang Shen clan was terrified, and he retreated instinctively.

But Lu Feng's footsteps were criss-crossing, and Taixuan's skylight was like a sharp diamond, accompanied by waves of light that shattered everything, pointing forward.
(End of this chapter)