Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 2109
Lu Feng's eyes shot at the Lord of Blood Desolation. His cultivation at the peak of the Holy Seventh Heaven was about to step into the Eighth Heaven. It was no worse than Xi Ding back then, and even stronger.

Among the three ancient kingdoms, the Blood Desolation Ancient Kingdom is the weakest and the most chaotic. One can see a thing or two from the cultivation of the ruler. I did not expect him to come to the Holy Desolation today, perhaps because of the oppression of the Taihuang Ancient Kingdom.

The Lord of the Blood Desolation had a fair face, like a pale-faced scholar, and said indifferently: "Can't the Lord of this country come to the Holy Desolation? Come and talk to your Lord about some important matters."

But what is a little strange is that his other hand is always hidden in the wide sleeve robe and has never been exposed.

"Since you are here, the Lord of Blood Desolation, please persuade the Eternal Heavenly Emperor for me. If he doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, don't blame our two ancient kingdoms for not giving him face."

The Lord of the Holy Desolation Kingdom smiled slightly, and there was a ruthless meaning in his words.

The Lord of Blood Desolation nodded, looked at Lu Feng, and there seemed to be a kind of magic in his voice, and said: "Eternal Emperor, you are thinking about it carefully, whether to take the initiative to take out the gods of the heavens and enlighten them with us, or It is all in your mind to be our enemy."

He was also greedy for Lu Feng's fetishes.

"Moreover, I can promise that this time we are just enlightening and will never compete. This is a win-win situation and benefits everyone."

The teacher of the Holy Desolation Kingdom said.

It was ridiculous to the extreme, Lu Feng raised his palm, shining nine stars, and slashed forward, splitting the air in two: "What if I disagree?"

"Don't agree? Then completely tear your skin apart. Today, not only my Holy Desolation, but also the masters of the Blood Desolation have come. You think you still have a choice. If I were you, I wouldn't be so tough, but I will choose to compromise."

The Lord of the Holy Desolation is threatening with force.

"Emperor Heaven, you leave as soon as possible and leave me alone, they have been greedy for your fetish of the heavens for a long time, and the arrival of the Lord of Blood Desolation is obviously premeditated!"

Sheng Fansi was indignant and felt sorry for Lu Feng.

"It doesn't matter if these native chickens and dogs can't threaten me. The more they bark, they just push themselves into the fire pit." Lu Feng's expression remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "I have already given you too much! What a chance."

At this moment, Lu Feng's patience has reached its limit, and he doesn't want to continue wasting it with them.

"He still hasn't seen the situation clearly." The Lord of Blood Desolation sighed and shook his head, as if lamenting Lu Feng's overreach, and walked forward slowly: "Forget it, I'll let you see your strength and understand how arrogant you can go on It's no good."

In their eyes, it was because Lu Feng's cultivation time was too short. Although he had the fetishes of the heavens, there was no time for him to grow.

The sea of ​​blood around the Lord of the Blood Desolation Kingdom was turbulent for tens of thousands of miles. He took mysterious steps under his feet, and a big pale hand suddenly grabbed out. The bloody light surrounded Lu Feng, and the power descended from the sky, and the surging bloody ripples swept everything. .

He is worthy of being the master of an ancient country in charge of one side, and he can reach this level in Dongxuan.

If it is in the heavens and ten thousand realms, it is possible to become a source saint, and this blow is even more violent than Xi Ding.

But to everyone's surprise, Lu Feng just glanced over, no matter how powerful this big pale hand was, it just couldn't fall on Lu Feng.

Just like Lu Feng's existence is just a void image, and the Lord of Blood Desolation is caught on the image, so naturally he cannot be captured.

"The power of space!" The Lord of Blood Desolation was slightly surprised, so he said with a smile: "So, this is a space mirror created by using the way of space, which makes you leave the latitude, but these are just some small tricks. It will also be shattered under the power."

"Bloody Claw!"

The other big hand hidden in the sleeve robe suddenly stretched out, and a source of force swept out.

This big hand actually seemed to be stained with blood, and it actually showed the power of a half-step source sage, which really shocked the heavens.

"This is the arm of a source saint."

Lu Feng immediately saw that this was not the arm of the Lord of Blood Desolation, but the severed arm of Yuan Sheng.

"Your eyesight is pretty good. This is indeed the arm of the source saint. Why the ancient blood-desolate country of this seat can survive under the gap between the wasteland and the wasteland depends on this arm of the source saint."

It turned out that the Lord of the Blood Desolation once discovered a floating Yuansheng arm in the restricted area of ​​the Great Desolation when he was young.

As for Yuansheng, his flesh and blood would not decay even after tens of millions of years.

He cut off his own arm and connected it to Yuan Sheng's arm.

"Not bad, but that's all."

Lu Feng made such an evaluation.

"You will suffer a lot if you underestimate my means."

All the vast bloody torrent rushed out.

This Yuansheng entered the Tao with blood, and the bloody arm pierced through it, with an eternal roar, extremely eerie and strange, it was a fierce bang on the space mirror transformed by Lu Feng.

"The emperor has no interest in continuing to play with you!"

Ripples appeared in Lu Feng's entire body, and the mirror surface of the space suddenly solidified, directly shaking with the hand of the source sage.

However, what surprised the Lord of Blood Desolation was that his hand of Yuan Sheng seemed to have gone through a long time, and he did not defeat Lu Feng at all, but was deprived of his power infinitely.

"What kind of power is this?" He was taken aback, as if stuck in a quagmire, unable to get out.

Lu Feng's palms stretched out straight forward, his arms were the real holy flesh, and although Yuan Sheng was terrifying, he couldn't compete with him in terms of strength alone.

Heart-piercing pain swept out, and the Lord of Blood Desolation let out a cry of pain. He felt that if he continued to fight with Lu Feng, his hand would definitely be broken.

And the moment he pulled back, a gloomy look flashed in Shenghuang Guoshi's eyes. Suddenly, a chilly breath enveloped his bones, and a gray shadow suddenly appeared, stabbing with a short dagger.

The strength of this gray shadow has reached the peak of the Holy Seventh Heaven, and he has practiced the great assassination technique in the Three Thousand Ways. Under such a sudden situation, even the strongest of the Holy Eighth Heaven may be assassinated to death by him.

Lu Feng's face remained unchanged, he suddenly looked at the gray shadow.

Opening the world, as the God of Creation punched out with a violent punch, this gray shadow was not his opponent at all when he was fighting with Lu Feng.

The omnipotent assassination method has no effect at all, it just shakes the arms and the body shoots backwards.

"It's you, the mysterious man in gray who followed me in the forbidden zone!"

The color of St. Vance's horror.

This gray shadow had appeared in the restricted area of ​​the Great Wilderness that day.

She gritted her silver teeth, and said bitterly: "I knew he had a great relationship with the national teacher."

"No, he's not as simple as you guessed." Lu Feng sneered again and again, and looked at Shenghuang Guoshi: "Don't you show your true face soon? You've played enough, don't you want to hide in front of this emperor? Really? Think you can hide it?"

(End of this chapter)