Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 688 The plan was successful?

The chaotic battle was still going on, and the dome was filled with destructive fluctuations.

There are evil gods and human races falling every moment.

Although the emperor-level evil gods are powerful, they are not invincible, and casualties have also occurred under the suppression of absolute numbers.

In the distance, Mu Cangmang's strength exploded, wrapped in golden chains, and his five fingers suppressed and killed an emperor-level evil god like a mountain peak.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Ba swung a fiery red battle axe, splitting an emperor-level evil god with roars.

Soon, Wu Xingxue and other powerhouses from the Six Palaces also beheaded an emperor-level evil god, which was the evil god Moke.

What is exciting is that the Great Cang Dynasty and the Motian Palace followed closely behind and beheaded an emperor-level evil god.

However, those evil gods don't care about casualties. As long as the central formation can be activated, no matter how many evil gods die, it is worth it.

No one noticed that shortly after the eyes of the two evil holy corpses opened, there was another empty eye with light pacing.

At this time, Lu Feng had already fought against the evil god Mo Lun to the most intense moment, and the two collided countless times.

The evil god Mo Lun also had a strange feeling in his heart. According to common sense, the fierce collision should consume a lot of real energy, but the person in front of him is like the peak without the slightest weakness.

Lu Feng also felt that the evil god Mo Lun was extremely difficult to deal with, and this kind of teleportation was very annoying. Even if he used the Xuanshen Talisman Record, he couldn't block him before he teleported.

"Da Luo seals the palm of the sky, and the two palms move the universe."

Lu Feng roared in a low voice, and slapped his palms forward, and the two palm prints that seemed to come from ancient times suddenly shook the world, and waves piled up.

"With this kind of martial skill, you want to deal with me?"

The evil god Mo Lun sneered, his body teleported, avoiding the fluctuation of the two palms, and then circled behind Lu Feng, and slapped the back of the head with five fingers hooked into sharp claws.

"It's now!"

Lu Feng turned his head abruptly, and the mental power as high as 57 levels swept out a mental storm.

Every storm is like a blade, extremely concise.

Even the evil god Mo Lun was affected, and his movements slowed down.

"Qinglong True Fist!"

"Dragon Elephant Technique!"

Lu Feng has so much experience in fighting, he didn't give him any chance to react, his real energy was consumed quickly, first the Azure Dragon True Fist hit the evil god Mo Lun heavily, then the Dragon Elephant Art broke out, and the crushing force hit him.

However, just as the Dragon Elephant Art was being used, the evil god Mo Lun also reacted, clapped his hands, dispelled part of the power, and teleported quickly.

In mid-air, he clutched his chest, with blood oozing out, and said fearfully, "No wonder you have a lot of means to kill an emperor-level evil god by yourself."

As soon as the voice fell, the evil god Mo Lun continued for a moment, leaving behind afterimages.

Lu Feng's eyes were sharp, and with a wave of his hand, a dreamlike crystal flame burst into flames.

His heart gradually became ethereal. Although these afterimages are difficult to distinguish, they can still be noticed as long as the power explodes.

"die!"

During the high-speed teleportation, the evil god Mo Lun swept straight out, and the rays of light between his five fingers were like five long spears grabbing the violent space, with a strong killing intent.

"Get out of here!"

Accompanied by Lu Feng's loud shout, the true essence seemed to turn into an ancient bell, covering his body and blocking the power of the palm.

"Emperor's Extinguisher!"

The power is concentrated in the palm. Although there is no vast fluctuation, Lu Feng can feel the horror in this palm, and immediately the real essence continuously strengthens the shield of the ancient clock.

In this constant confrontation, the aftermath spread, and the space turned into bubbles.

boom!
The moment it was photographed, a crack opened first, and then it split into pieces.

And at the moment when the power fell again, Lu Feng's eyes gathered coldness, and he shouted in his heart: "Xing Luo's fifth finger, the broken air finger!"

The two fingers curled together, and a huge finger light poured out. At this moment, as the space continued to collapse, it actually knocked away the palm of the evil god Mo Lun.

The evil god Mo Lun retreated lightly, the brows became more dignified, and he was even more palpitated by Lu Feng's weirdness.

Lu Feng frowned, this kind of evil god was too weird and difficult to deal with, and he didn't have time to waste any more time with him.

His gaze inadvertently looked at the five evil holy corpses, and his heart trembled suddenly. He saw that one eye of the fourth corpse had been opened, and the other eye had slightly opened its eyelid.

"It seems that there is only a little risk."

Lu Feng pondered slightly, with his accomplishments as a fifth-rank master, he naturally understood that if all five objects opened their eyes, it would be the time to break through the void, and everyone would be in bad luck.

The evil god Mo Lun is not in a hurry, the longer the delay, the better for him.

"The technique of the primordial spirit!"

Lu Feng sighed in his heart, the light of the primordial spirit became brighter and brighter, and a ray of light flew out from between his eyebrows.

That ray of light immediately turned into a ten-foot-sized phantom, the outline of the face was exactly the same as that of Lu Feng.

Eight streaks of light turned into colorful ribbons, and an inexplicable fluctuation pervaded the air.

This is the power of the primordial spirit. Everyone can have different powers according to the different primordial spirits they gather. For example, Wu Xingling's primordial spirit is a phantom with a long sword.

However, although the burst of Yuanshen power is powerful, it is extremely dangerous. Most people will not use it unless they are in a desperate situation. After all, once the Yuanshen is injured, it is much more serious than the physical body.

"Stupid, using the so-called primordial power of your human race here is just courting death."

The evil god Molun smiled sarcastically.

Without him doing it, the evil spirit will soon be contaminated into the primordial spirit.

"Really? Then you will be disappointed."

Lu Feng remained expressionless, and took out the Dragon Chanting Sword. Immediately, the primordial spirit followed him, and a tyrannical sword light fluctuated.

"Let me teach you this so-called powerful method."

The evil god Mo Lun squinted his eyes slightly, and the power of evil energy exploded to the extreme, flashed out immediately, gathered a long spear, aimed at Lu Feng's head and stabbed it.

"kill!"

The killing intent was strong, and the primordial spirit turned into a beam of light attached to the golden sword body. Lu Feng could feel the mood of the sword spirit in the Longyin Sword, which was the will to fight side by side with him.

Regardless of the consumption of true energy, he activated the formation in the sword body, and the sharp sword light roared along with a high-spirited dragon body.

At this time, you can see that there are eight light lines wrapped around the sword body, reflecting the phantom of Lu Feng's primordial spirit.

The moment the sword pierced, the sky and the earth changed color, and the space seemed to be divided into two halves.

The moment the sword fell, the attack of the evil god Mo Lun was instantly shattered, and the escaped sword light cut his face.

"This is impossible, how can your sword be so powerful."

The evil god Molun roared in horror.

"because."

Lu Feng said calmly in a voice he could only hear, and immediately the sword was sent into the body of the evil god Mo Lun.

The power of destruction was destroyed in his body, and a golden flame burned in his body. The evil god Mo Lun roared: "I'm not reconciled, I'm about to succeed, but I'm going to die here."

His ferocious roar attracted the attention of many people, and their eyes trembled fiercely.

Another emperor-level evil god died in his hands.

"Haha, even if I die, you won't survive. Our plan has succeeded, and the Tower of the Evil God is about to burst!"

(End of this chapter)