Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 687 I Don't Promise
Hearing Lu Feng's words, Yingxie God felt uneasy, and out of caution, he withdrew.

"You can't go."

Lu Feng smiled coldly, his arms were shrouded in light, and he directly grabbed the arms of Yingxie God. Suddenly, both arms were torn off, and blood gushed out continuously.

When everyone saw this scene, they were all shocked. It must have been too fierce.

"Damn it, did this guy pretend before?"

Both arms were crippled, and the evil shadow god cursed angrily. Immediately, his figure gradually became blurred, and he wanted to leave Lu Feng.

Lu Feng looked at this scene and smiled.

If the Shadow Evil God has been hiding in the void and killing him instantly, there is really no good way to take him.

However, he was bold enough to come close to him.

Waving the sleeve robe, the palm-sized Mysterious God Talisman swept into the air, and the force of tyrannical suppression and blockade pervaded, the space was like a quagmire, and the speed of Yingxie God dropped suddenly.

"A quasi-sacred object that suppresses space!"

Shadow Evil God panicked, this quasi-sacred object might not have much effect on other evil gods, but it was a great restraint for him.

"If you want to kill a noble emperor-level evil god, you humble humans don't have the qualifications."

Soon he calmed down and forcibly forced the evil god's eye. The excessive pressure split a fine line from the middle, but his speed was able to break free from the blockade of the Xuanshen Talisman Record.

"Emperor-level evil gods are really hard to deal with."

Lu Feng's eyes were filled with coldness, this evil shadow god was already in his urn, and it would not be a joke to let him escape.

"Where are you going! I will take your life today."

Without hesitation, Lu Feng rushed a total of five thousand drops of holy liquid into the Xuanshen Talisman Record, and the rich holy energy activated the magic circles inside. With a touch of his fingertips, hundreds of silver beams could be seen locking onto the evil spirit.

The horror in Yingxie God's eyes lingered, but in the next moment, hundreds of beams of light completely sealed off the space like giant pillars.

"Destroy!"

The surge of true energy was driven to a limit, and heresy and tyrannical fluctuations permeated the air.

Lu Feng clapped out with five fingers, and the five rays of light seemed to suppress them like five mountains.

"Get out of here!"

The evil shadow god also went crazy, and the power of the evil god gushed out into the sky, and rushed over.

However, Lu Feng made so many tricks, how could he give him a chance to stand up.

The green dragon's true essence was unleashed, with 99 dragon patterns wrapped around its arms, only one stroke was enough to break the limit, and the power of the evil god was shattered in a violent blast.

"I'm not reconciled. As an emperor-level evil god, a nobleman of the evil god clan, I will die here."

The extremely violent power fell with the roar of the Shadow God, and then only a mass of blood mist exploded, and the figure had long since disappeared, only a big hand swept across and caught the Eye of the God of Evil.

Xuanshen Talisman's power was exhausted, and he flew back to Lu Feng's hands.

He shook his head, and spent only a dozen or so breaths of time to consume five thousand drops of holy liquid. This kind of consumption is terrifying.

Using holy liquid to mobilize a quasi-sacred object is an inferior method after all, and only one's own power is absolute.

At that moment, countless strong men watched this scene in shock, with ecstasy on their faces.

Up to now, this is the first emperor-level evil god to fall.

And the loss of an emperor-level evil god means that the pressure has dropped sharply, and there will be a strong one to face another emperor-level evil god again.

I have to say, this is good news.

Immediately, the haze that shrouded in their hearts dispelled a little.

Ahh!

However, just when they breathed a sigh of relief, screams suddenly sounded, and an emperor-level evil god angrily shot all the people besieging him into blood mist.

Everyone was shocked and shouted: "That's the team from Motian Temple, they can't hold it anymore!"

However, just as the screams sounded, there were successive screams.

I saw that the team from Musheng Palace and a team from Dongxuan Palace were all beheaded by the violent emperor-level evil god.

Now that the battle has been going on, the real energy in his body has been consumed a lot, so it is not surprising that there are casualties.

Lu Feng's face was ugly. Although he killed an emperor-level evil god, but now the emperor-level evil gods killed more, and they suffered a big loss.

If too many top powerhouses die, the core will never be destroyed in the end.

And with the continuous replenishment of blood and primordial spirit, the flesh and blood of the five evil saint corpses became more and more plump.

If this continues, the Tower of Evil Saints will be able to break through the void if it accumulates enough power.

"It can't go on like this."

Lu Feng's heart sank, and he looked at the team of the Sixth Palace. The three emperor-level evil gods of the Burial Sacred Valley were besieging them at the moment.

In sight, many strong men have been beheaded.

Lu Feng's eyes turned cold, and he flew away. When he passed by Wu Xingling, he suddenly slapped his palms horizontally, directly slapped an emperor-level evil god, and headed there.

Over there, the battle with the emperor-level evil god is even more dangerous.

The top performers of the Six Palaces have to deal with three emperor-level evil gods at the same time, and as time goes by, the pressure is getting bigger and bigger all the time.

The evil god Mo Lun teleported over, stretched his sharp fingers forward, and immediately crushed the heart of a strong man, and then came behind Gan Song, spreading the cold force.

Gan Song was startled, secretly said: "Oops."

The power of the earthy yellow condensed into a light shield, but under the unpredictable power of the evil god Molun, it was smashed into pieces, hooked into five fingers, and grabbed Qiansong's head.

At this moment, Gan Song already felt the breath of death.

boom!
At this moment, an astonishingly powerful fist slammed, knocking away the evil god Mo Lun.

"Thank you." Gan Song looked pale and fearful, looking at Lu Feng who saved his life.

"Go and help Eldest Sister, and leave this to me to deal with."

Lu Feng nodded slightly, and Gan Song also saw his strength, and after giving instructions, he came to Wu Xingxue's direction.

"You are very good. Earlier, you snatched half of the holy body in the Valley of the Burial Sacred, and even killed an emperor-level evil god. I admire you a little bit."

The evil god Mo Lun looked at Lu Feng with a calm expression, as if he was praising Lu Feng, but everyone could hear the gloomy killing intent.

Hearing this, Lu Feng smiled lightly and said, "I think I can kill an emperor-level evil god."

While speaking, Lu Feng had already recovered his true energy in his body.

There are also strong and weak points among the emperor-level evil gods. The shadow evil god is just the weaker one, but this Mo Lun is the stronger one.

The previous method of dealing with the evil shadow god was useless in front of him.

"The human race is just a lowly race. If you want, you can become an evil person of the evil god clan. In the future, the ancient ancestors will revive and give you the blood of the evil gods. What do you think?"

The evil god Mo Lun suddenly said these words.

"Stop talking nonsense, there is no compromise between us, today you Evil God Clan wants to break through the void and escape, I will not agree."

Lu Feng leaped decisively, with 99 dragon patterns suddenly blessed, each punch had the power to shatter the air, and fell hard.

"If you are obsessed with obsession, then you can only obliterate it."

The supernatural power of the evil god Mo Lun is teleportation, which is extremely difficult to deal with. He came directly in front of Lu Feng, slapped his slender palm forward, the space was broken, and the power spread out.

But Lu Feng has always been the least afraid of close combat, even if evil energy invades his body, he can quickly refine it.

Destruction-like fluctuations emerged, and the two continued to fight each other. The not-so-solid space in the evil god's tower shattered layer by layer.

And just as the two fought, two of the corpses of the evil saints who had absorbed too many gods and blood had opened their eyes, and the dark green light kept jumping.

(End of this chapter)