After I divorced, I was chased after by the best saints

Chapter 89 Fall of the Lords of the Ten Great Holy Lands
"Saint-level high-grade martial skill, the wrath of the mad dragon!"

Even though the Dragon Blood Lord was trapped in the cage of life, he still unleashed all his aura to release his unique skills.

His body began to transform into a dragon, slowly transforming from his previous human form into a half-human, half-dragon monster.

But visible to the naked eye, the physical strength of the Dragon Blood Lord at this time is more than ten times stronger than before!

Under the eyes of everyone, he screamed and smashed the life cage with his half-dragon body, and rushed towards Xia Feng like a madman!

"Saint-level high-grade martial arts, eight-pole absolute domain lock!"

The Baji Holy Master bit his arm, and he spat blood fiercely into the air. The blood exploded in the air like a living thing. Immediately afterwards, countless black chains with a width of [-] meters came frantically. The place where the explosion rushed towards Xia Feng!

Within a breath, Xia Feng was immediately wrapped up in dense chains, and some chains even locked his limbs and torso!

Xia Feng pulled his arm subconsciously, but found that the chain was extremely strong, and with his strength, the chain became even tighter!
"Saint-level high-grade martial skill, Great Wilderness Lizhan!"

"Saint-level high-grade martial arts, the sea is boundless!"

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Except for Bai Yanran, all the ten holy masters delivered a decisive blow to Xia Feng.

They knew they only had one chance, so they tried their best when they shot!

This time, the space of the Xuanwu Terrace exploded inch by inch, various domains superimposed, violent attacks, endless tomb energy, and ruthless blockade...

The nine of them, at this moment, truly achieved the fusion of nine people in one, attacking one enemy together!

Even Xia Feng couldn't help sighing in his heart, if he didn't master the 490 rules of the Heavenly Dao this time, if he was just a Heavenly Rank Martial Saint, he might only be buried here today.

"Endless fire, thousands of miles of extreme ice."

Before the attack of the nine fell, Xia Feng was expressionless and whispered to everyone.

As soon as his words fell, in an instant, the world with Xia Feng on the left and right as the two sides immediately changed drastically!
On the right, the terrifying Lihuo rose from the ground, turning the entire ground into lava. The domain of the old man with ten thousand tombs was immediately destroyed by Xiafeng's endless Lihuo. Burst open!

On the left, the soil on the ground froze in an instant, and a layer of ice that pierced through the soul spread out in an instant, and there was no end in sight at a glance. The Baji Holy Master and the Yunjian Holy Master were already injured, and they were injured again. Just standing on the left side of Xia Feng.

At this time, the ice surface passed by, and the pupils of the two shrank suddenly. They were so weak that they couldn't react at all, and immediately turned into living ice sculptures like the ground.

The two domains came out together, one on the left and the other on the right, exaggerating the whole world!

And the domain power brought by those Holy Master martial arts was instantly overwhelmed by Xia Feng!

Looking at the nine people, he couldn't help grinning, revealing a cruel smile.

Afterwards, the fields of flame and extreme ice merged in an instant, not to mention all the attacks of the ten people were dispelled, their faces were distorted at this time, and they collapsed in pain!

Extreme heat and extreme cold hit at the same time, they seemed to be roasted in a steamer, and they seemed to be frozen under the ice. This contrasting injury and feeling made them, five or six-level heaven-ranked martial saints, Instantly felt the terror of death!
Bai Yanran, the Holy Maiden of Acacia, also recovered her sanity from the severe pain, and then looked at Xia Feng in horror.

"No...impossible, nine, nine elemental avenues..." The body of Wan Tomb Old Man had been burned, and he stretched out his fingers like dead wood, pointing at Xia Feng tremblingly: "You are crazy, you I will never become Emperor Wu in this life!"

"In order to kill us, you actually took such a road. You are useless, and you are no longer qualified to step on the road of Emperor Wu!" The Baji Holy Master was seriously injured, and at this time he was tortured by ice and fire, and was on the verge of death.

But he was laughing, he was laughing at Xia Feng, a 23-year-old peerless genius who actually practiced the nine elemental rules and sealed his own road.

"Who told you it was Jiujo?"

Xia Feng expressionlessly took out a seventh-order mid-grade Juling Pill from the storage ring, poured it into his mouth and chewed it like eating jelly beans.

While quickly recovering his spiritual power, he said vaguely: "Do you look down on my way of alchemy or something?"

"This fluctuation of spiritual power... you eat the spirit-gathering pill of the seventh-level middle-grade like this?" Holy Master Yunjian raised his head in disbelief, not only him, but other holy masters also looked at this absurd scene.

That is a seventh-order middle-grade spirit gathering pill!Not the junk you can buy on the street!
An earth-level martial sage, if he possesses a top-grade spirit-gathering pill in the battle of life and death, he will be able to recover more than half from the state of near-death immediately.

Such a baby, which one is not holding and hiding, many times, this is another life!

The seventh-order elixir is a good thing that is effective for martial saints.

Even a Heaven Rank Martial Saint like them, with two or three mid-grade Spirit Gathering Pills, laughed.

But just now when Xia Feng took this thing, there were more than a dozen in one gulp, just like the ones he picked up on the road!
"Yes, I practiced it myself, do you want to try it?"

Xia Feng took out another small bottle, which contained more than a dozen seventh-order middle-grade spirit gathering pills.

The top ten holy masters were all stunned.

What does it mean that Xia Feng can easily refine such a quantity of mid-grade spirit gathering pills of the seventh rank?
"You have mastered ten rules of ten elements..." The Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Tombs said dully, "Why? Could it be that you have other ways to enter the realm of Emperor Wu?"

At this time, no one said that Xia Feng was a fool. Martial saints who could practice the five elements are already rare, and there are only a handful of them in a million years.

Those who can practice the ten elemental rules... they have never heard of it.

At least in their perspective, they have never heard of such an existence.

They all said Xia Feng was stupid, but was Xia Feng really stupid?
A person who can cultivate 490 elemental rules, what kind of simple person can he be?
They were all a little gloating before, and it was also a kind of pleasure to see such a peerless genius who could only be a martial saint in the heavenly rank for the rest of his life.

But when Xia Feng continued to show the rules of other elements, the string that had been playing in their minds broke.

"You... who are you?"

The Dragon Blood Lord's expression instantly became extremely bitter, and he asked a little weakly.

Not only him, but also the mental activities of the other nine Holy Masters. This time, they seem to have really messed with the wrong person.

Although it was a task arranged by the emperor, the Xia Feng in front of him, who also possessed the Xia family's natural emperor body, was also a terrifying existence that made people tremble.

"The one who sent you on your way."

Xia Feng said with a sneer, "Remember, in the next life, be more self-reliant, don't just be someone else's dog, because it's not worthwhile to lose your life because of their hatred?"

(End of this chapter)