Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 927 Blood Battle Stage!

The surging blue light completely enveloped Lu Feng, and the power of the nine green lotus seeds turned into nine eternal green lotuses.

Before Qinglian Sword Ancestor left, he left behind nine green lotuses, each of which could only produce one green lotus seed within a thousand years.

Even if this kind of green lotus seed is a saint, it has some effects.

You know, when it comes to saints, the treasures that are useful to them are extremely rare.

And this kind of refinement, I don't know how long it lasted, Lu Feng only felt that his breath had reached a limit, and when it exploded suddenly, a soft force rushed into his body.

Lu Feng's eyes were bright and full of joy.

The eight changes are complete, and the power of the celestial phenomena becomes stronger and stronger.

It is obvious that he can achieve great success in a short period of time, which is naturally the function of the strange treasure of the Seven Emotions Sword Master.

And it must be something unusual for his celestial power to react so strongly.

"That's right, the old man's green lotus seeds are not in vain."

The laughter of the Sword Master of Seven Emotions came, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

It takes nine green lotus seeds to reach the [-]th Transformation. If given to others, it may directly break through the Nine Transformations.

Lu Feng cupped his fists in thanks and said, "Thank you, Senior Sword Master."

"You don't need to thank me. I also have some friendship with the Dark Demon Lord. This favor requires this old guy to help me borrow something."

The Sword Master of Seven Emotions narrowed his eyes.

Lu Feng was not interested in this kind of affairs between big shots, so he asked, "I wonder how long this junior has been practicing here."

"It should be two days."

"Oops, it's too late."

Lu Feng's expression changed, it would take a day to return to the holy city at his speed.

"Hehe, it's a bloody battle with that Luo Ze. Young people are bloody, so I'll let this old man take you back directly. This holy city is my place."

The Seven Emotions Ancient Sage just waved his sleeves, and the space twisted into a vortex, directly leading to the holy city.

The splendor in Lu Feng's eyes flickered, the Ancient Sacred Realm was truly terrifying.

Saying goodbye to the Sword Master of Seven Emotions, he returned to the holy city through the space channel.

Today's Juggernaut Mansion is extremely lively, gathering many powerful people.

Judging from the costumes of those strong men, most of them belonged to Ghost Sword Sect, Ling Jianzong, and the younger generation of Absolute Sword Sect, Tianjiao, directly blocked the gate of this mansion.

"What about the one who kicked the gym? He promised so proudly that day. Could it be that he was afraid to go to the bloody battle arena today? If that's the case, why should he agree to it?"

"Luo Ze is a strong player on the rookie swordsmanship list, so it's reasonable to be afraid."

The members of the three major sword sects made ridicule one by one.

And You Ruo who was beside the gate of the mansion heard that his eyes were piercingly cold.

Sensing that something was wrong with You Ruo, Xuan Qing yelled angrily: "Since my young master has agreed to this battle, he will definitely go to the battle as promised. Are you all so impatient?"

Among the crowd, a member of Absolute Sword Sect sneered: "We'll just wait, if you get timid, my Three Great Sword Sects will prevent you from leaving this mansion forever, and you'll always be this shrinking turtle."

"Looking for death!" You Ruoyu raised her hand, and the black light horse was about to rush away.

But at this moment, a vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, and the tyrannical true essence erupted, like thunder resounding, turning into a destructive storm.

Boom!

In the storm, a figure appeared, and the Nine Suns in his palm swayed. Suddenly, a heresy and tyrannical force fell directly.

The dazzling rays of light spread, and when Nine Suns exploded, the tide of surging power surged.

In an instant, all the figures blocking the Juggernaut's mansion flew out one by one like birds with broken wings.

"Just because you are also qualified to block my door, you are limited to ten breaths, otherwise, none of you will leave today."

Lu Feng floated down, put his palm on You Ruo's shoulder, and smiled at her.

"Breakthrough." You Ruo said softly, there was a smile on that beautiful face.

She could feel the majestic celestial power in Lu Feng's body.

At this time, the faces of the three major sword sects changed, and they immediately laughed angrily: "Let's go, let him be proud for a while, Luo Ze is waiting for him at the bloody battle stage, and his end will be extremely miserable by then .”

After they left, Lu Feng glanced at You Ruo and the others, and slowly said: "Get ready, go to the bloody battle platform in half an hour."

There was a coldness in his eyes, this kind of trouble should be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise it will be unsafe.

You don't need to be ruthless, others will pinch you as a soft persimmon.

The commotion here also attracted the attention of many people, and they all showed interesting expressions.

Luo Ze's name is quite famous in the holy city, after all, the gold content of the rookie sword list is extremely high.

The location of the blood battle platform is in the center of the holy city, in a building that occupies an extremely large area, called the Doujian Hall.

When Lu Feng came to the bloody battle platform, he saw countless powerful people swarming into the wide gate at all times.

A tyrannical aura erupted from the building.

As Lu Feng stepped forward, the huge and boundless building was extremely lively, and countless shouts and shouts came from his ears.

There are many arenas here, for the countless powerhouses to compete with each other.

But the most famous one is the bloody battle platform, without the strength above the seven changes, it is impossible to be on the stage.

And once on the bloody battle stage, life and death are determined by fate, which is the most exciting way of fighting.

"That's where the blood battle platform is."

Xuan Qing pointed at it.

The bloody battle platform in front of him was actually more than ten miles in size.

Before it approached, there was an extremely strong smell of blood rushing into his nostrils.

In the field of vision, the Bloody Battle Terrace was filled with blood, which was completely left over from the fighting of countless warriors over the past tens of thousands of years.

"Hey, the bloody battle arena is busy today. Luo Ze is known as the Ghost Yin Sword, and his sword skills are extremely fierce. He wants to challenge a kid who didn't even make it to the list of sword questions."

"Don't underestimate that kid. Even the Blood Sword Sword Hall was smashed by him. Hearing that the three major sword sects gathered together to make trouble, they all rolled back in embarrassment."

"As long as you can defeat Luo Ze, you will reach the sky in one step. You can directly win the sword list. Even the sword master will want to accept him as a disciple."

The martial artists from all around the Blood Battle Stage were extremely excited about the upcoming battle.

"People from Ghost Sword Sect and Blood Sword Sect are here."

But at this moment, someone in the crowd yelled, and then a cold breath gradually spread.

Shengwei came, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The one walking in the front was a man dressed in gray with a cold face.

That holy prestige emanates from him.

"Xuanqing of the Great Xuanzong, it really is you, who let you escape by chance and survived until now, and now dare to appear in front of this saint? Are you in a hurry to find death?"

A playful smile was drawn on the corner of the gray-clothed man's mouth, and he stared at Xuan Qing, as if looking down on an ant.

"Ghost Sword!"

Xuan Qing gritted her teeth tightly, her sharp nails dug into the flesh, the blood dripped from her feet into a puddle, and there was endless hatred in her eyes.

"The Daxuan Saint's Daxuan Sword is very good, but it's a pity that the holy source was taken away by the heartless sword master. Otherwise, my ghost sword might break through the middle holy realm."

Ghost Sword Saint said lightly.

Those calm words made Xuan Qing's heart bleed.

"Remember not to go out of the holy city, otherwise you will not have such good luck this time. A quasi-holy third-level soul can produce another dead soul in my holy sword."

Ghost Sword Saint didn't hide the greed in his eyes at all.

"Finally, one day, he will pay the price."

Lu Feng said calmly.

"Pay the price, just because you have the qualifications. Today, I, Luo Ze, will take care of you for the master. If you dare to smash my blood sword hall, don't think about leaving this blood battle arena."

(End of this chapter)