Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1262
Terrifying fluctuations erupted from the holy blood. The extremely hot power was like the fluctuations of the sun, and even the ancient bronze giant hall was about to melt.

The power of this drop of holy blood is terrifyingly strong, but it is the concentration of all the energy in Lu Feng's body.

The light became more and more dazzling, and the formation formed by Gui Tongtian and Hun Youtian turned into fly ash during the explosion, and even the eight portals were greatly impacted.

Seeing that the formation was broken, the faces of the two were extremely ugly, and their dark physique made it extremely uncomfortable for them to come into contact with the power of Zhigang Zhiyang, so they immediately shouted: "We still have eight sects, continue to form formations, and grind him to death. To see how many drops of holy blood he has available."

The eight portals were pushed to the extreme, their power changed, and the surroundings were blocked, and a surge of murderous intent was rapidly gathering.

They were spaced apart, and the power of the two merged with each other, and every trace of the holy way was trembling with shock.

Countless people broke into a cold sweat for Lu Feng. Although the power of the holy blood was quite extraordinary just now, it was not really enough to shake Gui Tongtian and Hun Youtian, after all, they had the upper hand.

Lu Feng looked deeply, raised his eyebrows, and a solid holy light shot up, like a broad sword, directly hitting a door.

The power of that portal is quite peculiar, and the power was immediately dispersed to the other seven paths, just shaking its formation.

Seeing this, the two sneered.

The technique of the inscription pattern is strange and unpredictable. They made dark lines one after another, and in the midst of the changes, they intertwined with each other to form an evil wriggling heart. If it really erupted, no one would be able to bear it.

Lu Feng felt something was wrong.

The strongest formation here has been controlled by two people, and it is difficult for him to use the power of the formation.

"Then just break it with a stronger force."

Lu Feng was immersed in his heart, his eyes flashed with sharp light, his hands were clasped in front of his eyes, a huge wheel was like a chaotic mist, and every trace was as dazzling as a star diamond, filling his eyes on the door. Understanding of martial arts.

The biggest advantage of self-created martial arts is that it can continuously comprehend and grow, so that it can reach perfection.

"Out of control."

Gui Tongtian and Hun Youtian sneered, the power of the Eight Paths reached its peak, just like the Illusion of Sumeru, the brilliant energy beams were dense and complex.

"Destroy me!"

Lu Feng yelled violently, and the huge Eternal Turning Wheel turned upside down and landed on the eight portals in an instant.

"The power is dispersed!"

A long crystal line appeared, perfectly connecting the eight portals together, and spreading out each force in a balanced manner when it fell.

Lu Feng's power increased again, the power of the holy way was like a flood at this moment, the huge roulette became more and more overbearing, and the huge bronze hall was twisted into pieces at this moment.

The eight portals suddenly turned violently, and even the light beams became chaotic.

The roulette moves in reverse, just like cutting the induction in it.

Gui Tongtian and Hun Youtian were horrified to find that the connection between them and the eight sects had disappeared, and they were not under their control.

The two exclaimed in horror: "How did you do it!"

Lu Feng didn't answer. They were just using these formations, but he was really controlling them from a higher level. These are two completely different moods.

Immediately, the power erupted in full force, and the eight portals blasted a gorgeous rain of light, which turned into a giant palm of holy light while Lu Feng's palm prints condensed, and slammed on the two of them.

The huge impact almost destroyed this place, the two bodies flew upside down at the same time, two mouthfuls of blood spewed out wildly, and the weak holy body burst into cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Feng didn't have any intention of keeping his hand, and the cyan light pattern on his arm shot out brightly, and before it blasted out, there was an overwhelming violent force.

Seeing this movement, the faces of the two twitched. This Lu Feng is a lawless person. If he was really beaten to death in the Wanxiang chessboard, his death would be for nothing, and no one would decide for them.

"We admit defeat!"

A huge force descended, and the figures of the two gradually dissipated, with an indelible resentment remaining on their faces.

Not only did they lose this time, but they also lost their position in the Ginza, all thanks to the defeat from Lu Feng.

boom!
Kong Xuanzi slapped the armrest with his palm, and there was a scream.

The smile on that face disappeared, and there was an uncontrollable rage. Those two people were really trash, and they both lost so miserably.

Looking at Lu Feng on the Wanxiang chessboard, Chu Yunsong showed a sense of relief, and his frown slightly relaxed.

In the next two hours, the last 37 people finally appeared.

At this time, the remaining people also represent the most powerful inscription power under the Golden Throne Saint Master, and the seat of the Golden Throne must be one of them.

A more majestic power surged in, and the huge Wanxiang chessboard shrunk by more than half at this moment, but the forbidden power inside it was multiplying, and wisps of sunlight contained manic power, constantly erupting.

"The gold seat is at the center, and the 12 people who reach the center the fastest will be able to enter the final competition."

After a simple sentence fell, everyone understood the following rules, and immediately the remaining 37 people did not dare to have any hesitation, and rushed forward quickly.

And the rapidly shrinking Vientiane chessboard has taken on a new look, with fewer routes to choose from, which means that the chance of encountering others will increase unexpectedly.

Stepping on the newly transformed Vientiane chessboard, a surge of power suddenly erupted.

From a distance, all the longitude and latitude lines erupted with enormous power, and those who were weaker, let alone fighting, seemed extremely difficult to finish walking.

Lu Feng walked steadily along a predetermined route. The fluctuations of the inscription patterns whizzing around matched the heaven and the earth, and he perfected his holy way little by little.

of course.

On this road, Lu Feng inevitably encountered some other warriors, but everyone was as clear as a mirror, and did not act rashly.

However, if he met the person Kong Xuanzi sat down, Lu Feng would not be so polite, and directly kicked him out of the assessment.

Seeing this situation, although Kong Xuanzi was angry, he was helpless. Fortunately, he invited Moxu this time, otherwise it would be difficult to stabilize the situation with just one business source.

"Every line, every restriction is actually another use of the power of the holy way, and the strong in the holy realm must comprehend this kind of power to make themselves stronger, so that they can cross into the deepest realm."

Lu Feng realized something.

He stared at the heaven and earth chessboard tightly, and his unique comprehension seemed to open the door to a new century for him, making Lu Feng feel that he was not far away from the breakthrough of the middle holy realm.

Suddenly, there was a sound of light footsteps, and a gust of fragrant wind penetrated into his nose, and Lu Feng saw a figure lingering in the pink light approaching.

"Maggie."

Lu Feng knew about the information on 36 Ginza.

Perhaps in terms of ranking, Mei Ji is not very high, but this beautiful snake has soft thorns all over her body, her danger is sometimes more terrifying than Fang Rong and others.

"So it's Mr. Lu Feng, Mei Ji is polite here."

(End of this chapter)