Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 672 A Helping Hand

The sacred blood of the golden-armored elephant is still fighting.

Because its body is too huge, there are still a lot of holy blood left behind.

However, Lu Feng was faintly worried. Although many emperor-level evil gods came, the emperor-level evil god did not show up.

This made him suspect that the emperor-level evil god was planning some kind of conspiracy.

Time is delayed. No matter how much holy blood there is, it cannot withstand the search of so many warriors. It has reached the time when it is difficult to find a drop.

"We have already collected a lot of holy blood, and when we get to a safe place, everyone can get a lot."

Wu Xingxue's pretty face was filled with joy, the harvest of the holy blood this time was purely an accidental joy.

"The Burial Valley is the place where the two saints fell. Now we only see the golden-armored icon. I don't know where the corpse of the saint of the evil gods is."

Lu Feng's face was slightly gloomy, and everyone in front of him was attracted by the golden-armored giant elephant, but ignored the saint of the evil god clan.

Wu Xingxue also nodded, and just when she was about to leave here, her delicate ears moved and her gaze turned to the other side.

There were more than a dozen figures in white clothes on the other side, and one of them was besieged by two emperor-level evil gods with a sword intent.

The supernatural powers of these two emperor-level evil gods are quite strange, and the beams of light shot from between their eyebrows melt away the sharp sword energy like snow.

"It's not good to go on like this."

The person surrounded was Xue Yijian from the Sword Palace, and his eyebrows were tightly frowned.

Although with his strength, even if he lost to these two emperor-level evil gods, it would not be a problem to get rid of them, but if he left, none of the other sword palace warriors would survive.

"Senior Brother Yijian, leave us alone, hurry up and leave alone."

Those sword palace warriors shouted anxiously.

If it drags on, it is very likely that even Xue Yijian will die here.

"We haven't reached the point of despair yet, form the sword formation, let's rush out."

Xue Yijian shook his head, and suddenly the sword light soared into the sky.

The people of the Sword Palace also formed a terrifying sword array.

"Human race, where else do you want to escape to?"

The supernatural powers of these two emperor-level evil gods are too weird. When the two beams of light shoot out, the power of the sword formation will be shattered directly, unless it is a sword formation formed by a few strong men like Xue Yijian.

"Haha, let me all die!"

The ferocious laughter of the evil god had already sounded, and just as they were making a move, several beams of light suddenly shot over.

"In my opinion, you should be the ones who died."

As the voice fell, several voices flashed out, it was Lu Feng and others, and then more than 200 heart palace warriors also appeared here, staring at the evil god with cold eyes.

"Xingxue, and Lu Feng!"

Seeing this person who suddenly extended a helping hand, Xue Yijian was overjoyed, as long as they came, the evil god in front of him would be nothing to fear.

And when the two emperor-level evil gods saw this group of people, their expressions completely sank, and they really said incomparably: "Let's go!"

Especially the aura emitted by the man and the woman with the sword was too terrifying, so terrifying that they didn't dare to fight head-on.

"Where to go!"

Lu Feng gave a low shout, and the bright white light slapped over immediately, and immediately exploded in the air, and the light rain filled the air.

The gray light released by the emperor-level evil god immediately melted Lu Feng's power.

"It turned out to be the power of decomposition."

Lu Feng smiled, the one he killed in the imperial city also had the power to disintegrate, but the one in front of him was even more terrifying.

The spiritual force bombarded violently, and the power of disintegration could disintegrate the true essence, but could not disintegrate the spiritual power. Immediately, a crystal wall formed by the spiritual power surrounded the emperor-level evil god.

"Let's do it together and kill him!"

Xue Yijian shouted violently, and the snow-white long sword released its sword intent, rushing away like a frightened bird.

And Lu Feng also condensed the hand of thunder with his spiritual power to cooperate with Xue Yijian.

When the two joined hands, the emperor-level evil god retreated steadily, with a frightened expression on his face.

"People of the Sword Palace, kill and cut down the sword array!"

The martial arts of the Sword Palace are all about killing and cutting. When the sword formation took shape, a huge lightsaber directly broke through the void and landed on the head of the evil god.

And when the evil god was terrified and resisted, Lu Feng and Xue Yijian's mighty true energy had already been mobilized.

Under this blow, no surprise, no matter how powerful this emperor-level evil god was, he was split into two halves.

Xue Yijian didn't take this evil eye, but left it to Lu Feng.

After all, without his helper, he couldn't kill at all.

The other emperor-level evil god was targeted by Wu Xingxue. With her improved strength now, apart from the emperor-level evil god, the emperor-level evil god could not stop her at all.

And under the siege of so many strong men, the emperor-level evil god was naturally beheaded without any accident.

"Are you all right?" Lu Feng turned his head and asked.

"It's a pity that two brothers died at their hands."

Xue Yijian shook his head.

This time, he also brought more than 20 elites here because of the news of the emperor-level evil god.

"The evil god is weird and difficult to deal with, and I have lost some of my elite." Wu Xingxue nodded.

"But you two are too strong."

Xue Yijian said with a wry smile.

That's all for Wu Xingxue, among the disciples of the Six Palaces, she is recognized as No.1.

But today's Lu Feng is actually not weaker than him, but the most important thing is that he is only in the seventh realm of Tianwu in front of him.

"It's just some adventure."

Lu Feng said with a smile, although he is only at the Seventh Realm of Heavenly Martial Arts, his physical and mental strength are far stronger than ordinary people, and his strength has been strengthened invisibly.

At this time, Xue Yijian was not too entangled in this, and said solemnly: "What should we do next."

"Elder Sister has fought against Emperor-level evil gods, and knows that they are looking for something extremely important here, so we are going to look for their traces."

Lu Feng nodded slightly. So many emperor-level evil gods have come here, he doesn't believe that emperor-level evil gods won't come.

And if they are not found, it will always be a hidden danger hanging in the heart.

"Are you the only ones who came to the Sacred Burial Valley? Did the people from the other four halls come here?"

Wu Xingxue asked.

Only after fighting against emperor-level evil gods once can they know how powerful they are, and if the top powerhouses of the six temples gather together, they will have greater confidence in dealing with them.

"The other four halls have all gone to another place haunted by emperor-level evil gods."

Xue Yijian paused, then remembered something and said: "But I seem to have seen a suspected emperor-level evil god heading that way."

"Let's go over there and see."

Just when Lu Feng and the others were about to leave, a wave suddenly spread from the end of the golden-armored sacred elephant body, a strange wave spread out.

The light is blooming and floating, and there are colorful lights intertwined in the sky above the head, as if outlining a lifelike figure of a giant elephant.

"That is the most precious thing left by the golden-armored icon!"

Lu Feng looked over there, with burning fire in his eyes.

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