Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 792 Come on!
"Who else is going to take the stage to fight?"

The plain voice came out slowly, although it didn't carry any waves, but it was provocative to Musheng Palace, like a cloud of dark clouds suppressing it.

That day, everyone except the Musheng Palace had jokes on their faces. Today Musheng came here with malicious intentions, but he didn't expect to kick this iron plate.

With his strength, he can beat a four-transformation pinnacle violently, which is something that even a strong person who has just entered the five-transformation can't do it.

They didn't know that when Lu Feng just broke through the three changes, he was able to fight against the stronger Bayun among the five changes, but now after several months of precipitation, he is much stronger than that day.

"This disciple of Zhitianmen is really amazing. It can be seen that his method has not yet reached the four transformations, and he can beat Mu Shenggong speechless."

"Mu Sheng's face is going to be dark this time, and today he has lost face."

"Haha, if you dare to go up those four changes, wouldn't you just lean your face in and ask for a slap?"

"Speaking of which, those three slaps made my blood boil."

Those whispers fell into their ears, making everyone in Musheng Palace look extremely ugly.

Especially Mu Sheng, wished he could go up and slap Lu Feng directly.

"If Mu Sheng doesn't want to discuss any more, then it can be over. I will not greet you when we are about to communicate."

The Ziyue sage said with a smile, and ordered the wooden sage to chase away guests.

Such a hostile force, why should she be polite to them, Ziyue Sage.

"That's right, that's right, Ziyue Saint is right, and the next communication will not waste Wood Saint's precious time."

The words of the golden cloud sage in the Great Cang Dynasty were full of strong sarcasm.

"People of Zhitianmen, you dare to accept my challenge."

Suddenly, behind Mu Sheng, a man in a gray robe spoke coldly, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

"Respect the five changes of martial arts, and use the body to transform the void?"

With Wu Qingtian's strength, he could easily detect the strength of the man in gray robe, and his brows were tightly knit together.

There is a big gap between Four Changes and Five Changes, but with Lu Feng's current state, he can completely refuse without losing any face.

Lu Feng smiled, pointed forward with one finger, and said, "Get out of here."

After hearing the words, the corners of the mouths of countless people twitched. They could still be so domineering in the face of a five-transformation powerhouse.

However, thinking of the previous violence, they also began to look forward to what kind of performance Lu Feng would have this time.

"You are very arrogant, but you shouldn't abolish Song Zhen, this is your biggest mistake."

The gray-robed man shook his head expressionlessly, stepped on the sole of his foot, and appeared on the battle platform like a cloud of gray smoke.

"I don't think so." Lu Feng smiled.

"This kid doesn't know how to live or die, but he dares to accept the challenge of Senior Brother Song Mo. You must know that Song Zhen and him come from the same family."

"Senior Brother Song Mo broke through the five changes a few months ago, and he came back from the imperial court. He will definitely teach that kid a lesson."

"Song Mo, use all your strength, if someone wants to embarrass me in Musheng Palace, then we will return the color." Musheng's voice was full of killing intent, and he said it in front of everyone.

Song Mo nodded, and said darkly, "You will be my first prey after breaking through the five transformations."

A gray air flow erupted from Song Mo's body, and he looked lifeless. With a slight tremor of his palm, a dark gray palm print quickly formed.

"Yan Luo is deadly."

Lu Feng was surprised, he was very familiar with the smell of death.

It turned out that this person was not only the arrogance of the Musheng Palace, but also practiced the skills of the Dead Spirit Guard.

Necromancer?

When this group of guys were in Tianjiuyuan, Lu Feng had suffered a lot from them, and today he got it back.

"die!"

The dark gray palm prints charged towards Lu Feng like a spiral with a strong death force, and the void along the way turned gray and lifeless, reaching his chest in the blink of an eye.

Lu Feng looked at the palm print of death force that came in an instant, but he didn't dodge anything, he punched it straight away without any fancy, the monstrous force spreading made the space tremble like a curtain.

"boom!"

The shocking storm swept across, and the fierce punch of the heretic directly broke through the deadly force.

However, he didn't panic. The Necromancer Guard's technique was not known for its strength. In an instant, he turned into a cloud of air and merged into the void.

The air flow kept moving, and he was not in a hurry to do it, but was looking for an opportunity.

As long as they are targeted by the dead spirit guards, few can survive.

"This Song Demon is still a Necromancer Guard. This army is extremely difficult to deal with. If he can't find his flaws, Lu Feng will be in trouble."

Chu Yunsong's eyes froze on the seat, and a chill burst out.

"If you think that you can succeed with this little means, then you are very wrong."

It is impossible for Lu Feng to let Song Mo go on like this. The dragon patterns on his arms are entwined crazily, ten more than in the Nirvana Flame Pool, and there are a total of seventy.

The power of the seventy dragon patterns caused the void to tremble crazily, and as the arms blasted away, the space within a hundred feet was shattered into fragments.

After the space exploded, Song Mo naturally couldn't continue to hide, and immediately a dead air condensed into a sharp blade stabbed at Lu Feng in a strange and tricky direction with extremely cold power.

Lu Feng's eyes were ice-cold, and his mental power up to level 61 was always paying attention to the fluctuations around him. His two fingers glowed with golden light, and he pinched the sharp blade and smashed it into two halves.

"Hell Beam!"

A beam of condensed death force tore through the sky and fell towards Lu Feng in a moment.

"God destroys the demon-slaying eyes!"

Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, and the extremely bright light beam swept away. The domineering heat caused death to burn quickly, and then it turned into nothingness.

Song Mo was taken aback, and stepped on a strange step, Yan Luo's dead palm turned into a huge cloud of hundreds of feet, and the power that made the vitality crazily dissipate crazily shrouded away.

However, Lu Feng's jade bone and gold body is so powerful, the golden light mixed with the jade light blooms out, and he walks calmly in the dead air.

With a wave of his hand, he scattered it easily.

"Is this the only way you can do it?"

Lu Feng grabbed the void with his palm, and five indentations immediately stood out.

Seeing this, Song Mo's face changed, but the person who can become a Necromancer is not an ordinary person. He quickly counterattacked, tearing off the five indentations with both palms, turning his palms, and a pitch-black dagger appeared, filling the air. Cold power.

A black line crossed, and Song Mo came to Lu Feng in an instant.

At the moment of stabbing, even the space froze together, this is the absolute control of power by the five-transformation powerhouse.

A sneer was drawn at the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen the moment when Lu Feng died.

"Big Luo Fengtian Palm!"

Lu Feng felt the locked void, and the true essence in his body boiled wildly. He raised his palm, and a palm print suddenly appeared.

This palm print is surrounded by crystal-like inscription silk threads, as if the sky would be shattered if photographed.

Since Lu Feng has now touched a little of the power of the Four Changes, he has mastered some of the last palm of Da Luo Fengtian Palm, and this palm is also the most powerful move.

That palm was aimed at Song Mo, and the space suddenly collapsed and turned into a black hole of nothingness.

Under that huge palm, Song Mo looked extremely small, any offensive was disintegrated in an instant, and he could only helplessly fall.

boom!
Song Mo's figure retreated crazily, the aftermath spread, a mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, and his face quickly turned pale.

But what made his face change was that Lu Feng cast his indifferent eyes, and a black hole hovered in his palm.

(End of this chapter)