Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1157 The final battle, let's go! 【Third watch】

Ao Lian is like an iron tower, the scorching breath permeates, even the void is slightly hazy, bringing a breathtaking oppression.

The strongest dragon clan in Dongxuan Domain belongs to the super beast race.

And this Ao Lian is a mutant dragon who has reached the pinnacle of a super beast, so it is impossible to break this barrier in the future.

Squinting his eyes slightly, what surprised Lu Feng was that the battle armor Ao Lian was wearing was the purgatory armor he had seen before, but it was very suitable for his figure.

"Actually, I'm not as strong as Ao Xuan said. If I meet you or Mu Qing on that bloody battle star, I won't be able to get the highest reward."

Ao Lian's voice is bold and unrestrained, like a dragon roaring to the sky.

Ao Xuan looked at Ao Lian with interesting eyes, and said: "You are so proud of the dragon, but there are times when you are humble. This is not the you I know."

"Confidence depends on who is in front of it. Put yourself in the shoes. If I were Lu Feng, I might not even save my life."

All dragon warriors are warlike and proud.

But they are not the kind of arrogance. After Ao Lian knew Lu Feng's record, he put away his contempt and regarded him as a formidable opponent.

Lu Feng smiled, and Ao Lian didn't have any bad intentions, so he said: "If there is a chance, I must ask Brother Ao Lian for some advice."

This Ao Lian is very strong, Lu Feng can feel it.

Ao Lian nodded, his complexion changed slightly, he pointed to that side and said, "Mu Qing is here, although Mu Youxuan and Mu Shengchen are both emperors with him, the difference between them is like the difference between a river and a stream. "

Even Ao Lian was so cautious, Lu Feng also became vigilant.

"Stupid Mu Youxuan, in order to monopolize the credit, it is not a pity to die, but it is unforgivable for him to bury such a good opportunity in vain!"

Just standing there, there is a kind of edge that competes with the sky, as if mountains and rivers have turned into veins and gathered at his feet.

Mu Shengchen and the others beside Mu Qing lowered their heads and remained silent, not daring to make any rebuttals.

And Mu Qing regretted it a bit, he should have spent some means to kill him on the way to the sky, but now he raised a big problem and brought such a big loss to the emperor.

"Your mistakes will be held accountable after Nine Heavens."

Mu Qing was condescending and said indifferently.

Mu Shengchen and the others nodded repeatedly, how could they dare to refute.

"Brother Lu Feng, how sure is he of Shang Mu Qing?"

Ao Lian asked solemnly, he didn't have much confidence.

Lu Feng smiled and said simply and clearly: "I will take his head."

Ao Lian, Ao Xuan and the others were dumbfounded, not knowing what to say, but Lu Feng's words were like a shocking voice, full of murderous intent.

"24 peaks open, the first climber of each peak will receive the supreme power to cleanse the marrow."

At this time, the voice of the ancient sage Shenjian came, explaining the test rules of the eighth heaven in detail.

There is no trickery at all in the assessment of the eighth heaven, it is all head-to-head, and the strongest 24 people are selected to obtain the qualification to enter the ninth heaven.

"We are going to climb the peak, see you on the 24th peak!"

Ao Lian said, with his strength, it is not difficult to capture Yifeng.

Bai Wei and Shi Pojia looked at each other, and they didn't follow the crowd, knowing that with their strength, it was impossible to win the peak.

But Xiaoguo was not here. When Lu Feng was selecting the treasures, the ancient sage Shen Jian said that he would give her some opportunities. After all, it is extremely rare to become a holy fruit of the life-and-death runner.

In an instant, as one after another of figures climbed to the peak, the atmosphere exploded to the extreme in an instant, and the earth-shattering fights on the 24 mountain paths suddenly sounded.

Lu Feng took a look, but he didn't choose the mountain path of Ao Lian and Ao Xuan.

"No, this Lu Feng is here!"

"Unlucky, why is this killing god, he came to this mountain road, can we still climb to the top?"

At this time, Lu Feng was walking on a mountain path, and all the warriors around him changed to another mountain path in unison.

His fierce reputation is extremely prominent, and he even killed the saint and the emperor's son on Baigu Mountain. This kind of invincible sharpness made many people unable to give birth to any desire to fight for the front.

24 mountain peaks, although the competition is fierce, there are still a few mountain paths that are extremely calm. They are all strong players who are expected to enter the decisive battle of the Nine Heavens.

Soon Lu Feng climbed to the top of the peak. During the period, he was extremely calm, and a surge of supreme power surged into his body, making his body exhale like musical notes, and he realized a little bit about the path of the holy way.

He stood on the top of the peak, shining like a sun at this moment.

"boom!"

But at this moment, a puff of blood mist suddenly exploded in midair, bright and sad.

I saw that Mu Qing made a strong attack, and a saint from the Zibing dynasty was directly blasted to death, leaving no flesh and blood.

But this is just the beginning. There are screams on the mountain road. Not only the saints of the Zibing Dynasty were targeted, but even the saints who had helped Lu Feng were mercilessly bombarded by the Mu Xing Dynasty. kill.

"Emperor Mu Xing is going to fight back."

"It's too fierce, and several strong men who helped Lu Feng in Baigu Mountain were also targeted."

They all felt their scalps tingling.

Mu Qing is using this bloody suppression to demonstrate the inviolable majesty of the Mu Xing Dynasty.

The Ice Emperor outside the Ninth Heaven clenched his palms tightly, and at this moment the two saints were wiped out, and the one who can reach the eighth heaven is the best among the saints, this Mu Xingdi dynasty is about to start revenge Yet.

"Mu Qing, don't bully people too much!"

On a mountain peak, there was an old man with purple hair who was about to climb to the top, but Mu Qing stepped up and kicked him to the ground.

And this purple-haired old man is from the lineage of the Zilian Sage Ancestor, and he is also the strongest in the lower holy realm of the Zibing Dynasty.

"You're right, I'm going to bully you today, no one in the eighth heaven can leave alive!"

Mu Qing was extremely domineering and said cruelly.

If you don't use this group of people to make an example, wouldn't everyone think that anyone in the imperial court can come and slap a few times.

The purple-haired old man roared, his blood-stained face was extremely ferocious, although his strength could be ranked in the forefront, but he didn't have much resistance against Mu Qing.

Under the absolute suppression, the purple-haired old man no longer wanted to continue fighting and wanted to escape from the mountain, but Mu Qing would not let him escape.

As the berserk power surged in, the purple-haired old man vomited blood again and again. In the end, his holy body was smashed to pieces, and his whole body was turned into a puddle of minced meat as the dazzling light wave rolled in.

But at this moment, a purple holy soul burst out in panic.

"Deliberately keeping a holy soul of yours is to capture you and bring you back to the emperor's court. Use the power of your holy soul to light the oil lamp, and taste what it means to live without dying."

Mu Qing's words were cruel, and it was precisely because of this cruelty that some people trembled.

"Do you really think I don't exist? If you want to fight, I will fight with you!"

The space is like a mirror, and Mu Qing's raised hand suddenly became stiff, and pressure from all directions surged in an instant.

However, although this pressure only lasted for a few seconds, Mu Qing's big hand came down with a bang, but a wave came from the void and took away the holy soul of the purple-clothed old man.

(End of this chapter)