Evolution Paradise In Doomsday

Hearing the other party's words, Chu Feng's eyes were a little weird.

Isn't your reputation spread to the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Races?

As for the other party's request for a single challenge, I am afraid that after killing himself, the Thunder Corpse Dragon can restore his free body, so that he has the opportunity to subdue a powerful mount.

Unfortunately, he made the wrong idea.

The reason why Chu Feng didn't intervene in this battle was that the Thunder Corpse Dragon rarely encountered enemies that could bring him frustration. If he easily intervened, wouldn't it give the Thunder Corpse Dragon one less opportunity to exercise?

"To accept it as a mount, your qualifications are really not enough."

Chu Feng didn't answer the words of Demon Saint, but turned the topic to Thunder Corpse Dragon.

The purple lightning struck the demon saint's body abruptly, and the demon saint once again propped up the Yuanli protective shield, but this time, his body appeared a little embarrassed by surprise.

"As a demon saint, it takes so hard to clean up a Tier 8 demon beast. After it grows to Tier 9, you are not going to die in its hands. There is such a weak Saint Tier, where do you come from? How dare you say to subdue it as a mount? Are you not afraid of being swallowed by your mount?"

While watching the battle, Chu Feng's mouth was not forgiving.

He didn't want to talk so much nonsense, but this demon saint is indeed a bit annoying.

Obviously it is a Saint-level existence at the lowest level, and can only find a sense of existence by bullying the weak, and now he is still saying such a big deal, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

Under the holy steps are all ants, this sentence is indeed true.

However, even if there are holy ranks, there are strengths and weaknesses.

"Really? I will let you know soon whether I am qualified."

The body of the demon saint suddenly enlarged. The original height of less than three meters suddenly exceeded a hundred meters. The huge body blasted a fist towards the Thunder Corpse Dragon, and shot the Thunder Corpse Dragon, who had finally stood up, into the ground again. .

However, the Thunder Corpse Dragon still struggled to stand up.

It was originally a special life born from death, and its vitality is extremely tenacious. Even if it still has a breath, it can use that breath of death to prevent itself from dying immediately.

The attack of the demon saint is indeed very powerful, for ordinary monsters, it can be regarded as fatal, but for the Thunder Corpse Dragon, such an attack is far from the threat of death.

The demon saint turned into a huge body with a height of 100 meters and flew towards the Thunder Corpse Dragon, and his huge fist smashed the Thunder Corpse Dragon that had just stood up into the ground again.

One punch after another fell, and the lower demons who were watching the battle nearby were all trembling.

The Demon Legion and the Hell Legion were unable to do anything under Chu Feng's orders.

"Is this the battle between the existence of holy ranks?"

I don't know who it is, subconsciously said such a sentence.

The demon saint's movements stopped and his body became stiff.

The battle between holy ranks?

Actually regard this monster beast that does not know the height of the sky and the earth as a holy rank?

However, in the next instant, the body of the Thunder Corpse Dragon suddenly disappeared.

Instead, Chu Feng's tiny figure.

"If you continue to fight, you may really be killed."

Chu Feng just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to exercise the Thunder Corpse Dragon, and let the Thunder Corpse Dragon feel the frustration and threats of powerful enemies, but did not intend to let the Thunder Corpse Dragon really die.

"Human, it's your turn!"

The demon saint's huge fist like a mountain resolutely swung down at Chu Feng.

However, what greeted him was a black sword light.

"Boom!" The sound of a heavy object falling on the ground sounded.

The huge fist crashed on the ground, and the monster beast retracted his right arm, only to find that his fist had been cut off by this sword at some point.

He lowered his head and found that this tiny human being had been covered with a layer of black armor at some point and was holding a black long sword in his hand.

It was this long sword that exuded destruction that cut off his fist.

The huge body of the demon saint shrank quickly and returned to its original humanoid state close to three meters, but the severed right hand returned to its original state, and the huge fist on the ground also turned into vitality, dissipating between the world.

Just now, that was his Fa, a strong power in the Yuanli cultivation system. It was specially designed to deal with huge creatures. The general knack used, even if a fist was chopped off, would not have a fatal effect on the body. Some hurt.

Moreover, while the Faxiang has a huge body and powerful combat power, the cohesion of the elemental power will also be greatly reduced.

It is not the best choice for the system to face the same power.

"Human, you angered me."

Accompanied by the roar of the demon saint, the power of the black realm came. With Yang Sheng as the center, all lives within 3 kilometers in diameter were shrouded in this black realm.

Chu Feng, who was in the middle of the field, was in the mud, his every move was greatly restricted.

With the power of the domain, the demon sage swung an angry punch toward Chu Feng's head. With this powerful punch, even the space was frozen.

However, just when the punch was about to hit Chu Feng's head, a wooden sword blocked the fist.

"Success!"

Facing this wooden sword demon saint, he had no intention of giving in, and directly blasted the sword with a punch. The wooden sword was repulsed by the tremendous force carried by this punch, and slashed on Chu Feng's own black armor.

However, Demon Saint's fist was also blocked.

The demon saint was about to retract his fist, and when he gave another punch, a sword aura that was as dark as ink, as if even light could swallow it, suddenly fell from the demon saint's right shoulder.

With blood splashing, the demon saint took two steps back, covering the sword mark on his right shoulder with his left hand.

Chu Feng looked at this sword mark with some regret. Even if he used the power of the Nirvana sword to make a sneak attack, the strongest sword was only left less than two inches deep on the opponent's shoulder. wound.

This unknown demon saint, directly relied on the hardness of his body to bear the nirvana sword aura.

"Human, you can actually hurt me."

The demon saint's eyes were full of humiliation, relying on the control of his vitality and physical body, the wound was directly solidified, leaving only a small wound on the surface, which was forcibly suppressing the injury.

A human being can hurt the existence of a great holy rank, which is an indescribable humiliation for him.

Such shame can only be washed away with human life.

"Puff!"

A wooden sword silently penetrated the demon saint's heart from behind the demon saint.

Demon Saint turned his head in disbelief, but saw another figure of Chu Feng.

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