The Domain of God

Wu Feng ran while carrying Luo Xianer on his back on the ground. He had to carry Luo Xianer in the game, so he could not rely on his own strength to run.

Wu Feng frowned, he had expended too much energy and mental energy, to the point where he was unable to use the celestial surgery to continue moving forward.

Four hours passed …

Wu Feng didn't even know how far he had walked. Even if he wanted to take a look at the location of the demons, he didn't have the spare heart to do so.

Luo Xianer's mood was very bad, the only thing she could do was to use a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Wu Feng's forehead.

An hour later, Wu Feng put Luo Xianer down and gasped for breath. Every breath he took, was filled with blood that fell onto the ground.

A medicine bottle appeared in Wu Feng's hand, containing thirty Restoring Heart Pill.

Wu Feng was very decisive, he raised his head and consumed it immediately.

Luo Xianer said anxiously: "Little Feng, is there a need to go this far? It should be less than a thousand kilometers away. "

Wu Feng shook his head, "I can't take the risk."

The power of thirty Restoring Heart Pill turned into a torrent that surged within Wu Feng's body. If it were the old Wu Feng, thirty Restoring Heart Pill to consume, it would definitely be enough to take his life. But now, it couldn't even restore thirty percent of his strength.

In a short moment, all of the power was absorbed by Wu Feng.

Wu Feng revealed a pondering look, a drop of blood appeared in his mouth, it was the blood from his heart.

The last time it was used was less than half a year ago, but now it was not used for running around, but for doing other things.

The blood from his heart was flowing in the palm of Wu Feng's hand. In an instant, the sword shadows covered the entire area and continued to compress until it turned into a blood colored ball.

The Soul Essence moved between Wu Feng's brows and imbued itself into it, inside it the appearance of the Evil Ancestor appeared.

Luo Xianer was puzzled: "What are you planning?"

"It's good to obstruct him. Fighting for speed does not mean that I cannot do this, because this is my own strength."

Wu Feng heaved a sigh of relief, he still had three drops of blood essence left. This kind of precious blood essence was very difficult to condense. Even the strongest of the True Dragon Tribe would be hurt by ten drops of it.

The dragon race's bloodline was strong, and this was their natural advantage.

However, in the long run, the dragon race was in a state of decline, and even the Dragon God would find it difficult to appear.

Wu Feng raised his hand, and the blood colored ball filled with sword images shot up into the sky.

"Let's go."

Wu Feng stood up, and once again carried Luo Xianer, and continued to run.

But in less than an hour, the ancestor of all evil had already appeared in the place Wu Feng was resting.

The Myriad Evil Ancestor's speed was extremely fast, as if it was a thunderbolt that could strike at any moment.

"Hmm?"

The Myriad Evil Ancestor suddenly stopped, the blood colored ball in front of him had already rushed over, when it was about to approach him, it exploded with a boom, turning into a sky full of sword images that enveloped him.

"Its power isn't bad."

The ancestor of all evils let out a light laugh. As he raised his hand, waves of blood came from behind him and swept across the area, creating countless sword images.

That was the Bloodless Sword Art, and it had even merged with Wu Feng's Soul Essence.

"Ding Ding Ding Dang Dang!"

The blood colored sword images danced in the air, constantly making ear-piercing sounds as they whistled through the air.

"Interesting."

The Eternal Evil Ancestor raised his hand and slapped the air rapidly.

The sword shadows in the distance were dispersed without a sound. Only after a long while did a loud explosion sound come from the back of the dispersed sword shadows. If Wu Feng was here, he would definitely be able to tell that the Ancestral Evil was actually using the hollowed-out palm.

As the blood waves flew about, they quickly withdrew back into the body of the Myriad Evil Ancestor.

"Ancestor of All Evils raised his hand, and a drop of blood fell into his hand. It was Wu Feng's heart blood. Very decisive, very bold. "

"Unfortunately, no matter how bold you are, you still need to use your true strength to speak."

Wu Song asked: "Ancestor, what is this in your hands?"

"The blood of your third brother."

"Although it is for other uses, it is a pity that he forgot that I am the ancestor of all evil, and that the Blood Sect was established by me. In the field of using blood, blood demon can only bow and kneel before me. "

Wu Song reached out and took it, the blood in his heart was surrounded by a layer of mental energy, thus he was able to gather it and not disperse.

"There is, after all, a bloodline relationship between the two of you, and the effects of using the blood in his heart is better than the effects of using the true dragon blood."

Hearing this, Wu Feng couldn't help but be overjoyed. Of course he knew about the true dragon blood.

It was just that it was too difficult for the true dragon blood to obtain. Either directly kill the other party, and use the fastest method to retrieve the true dragon blood within the other party's body, or get the other party to give it to you. The former was difficult, while the latter was even more difficult.

Ancestor of All Evils flicked his sleeves and advanced once again, "He won't be far off. It looks like this time we won't need to go to the demon race to end it."

From a hundred fifty kilometers away, Wu Feng's face suddenly changed. He had already completely seen through everything behind him. Only, he had not expected that this move would only be able to stop the Myriad Evil Ancestor for such a short period of time. Most importantly, the other party had arrived too quickly.

He, Wu Feng, had advanced forward first for four hours!

Luo Xianer sensed Wu Feng's unease, but didn't know what to say.

After a while, Wu Feng's mood turned even worse, he could already feel the hurricane and the powerful Qi that was unique to the Myriad Evil Ancestor.

He's coming!

Wu Feng turned around, and a violent wave rose in the sky.

Fifty miles, thirty miles, twenty miles …

Luo Xianer's expression was also extremely unsightly. There were still several hundred kilometers between the Demon Land and the Demon Land, but they no longer had the chance.

The only thing that could be seen in Wu Feng's eyes as they intersected with the Ancestral Ancestor of All Evils was killing intent.

As long as he surpassed Wu Feng, then in the next moment, the old beggar of the demon territory would die in his hands.

Five thousand meters!

3000 meters!

Even Luo Xianer had given up all hope. The Ancestral Ancestor of All Evils was simply too terrifying, he was proficient in everything.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Wu Feng's aura shot into the sky as the endless chains formed a terrifying barrier in front of him.

"Devilish Refinement Prison!"

Wu Feng's eyes were scarlet red, his aura was berserk, and it was as if there was an endless amount of energy in his body that was boiling up.

"Hmm?"

Ancestor of Ten Thousand Evils stopped in his tracks and looked at Wu Feng with slight astonishment.

A porcelain bottle fell from Wu Feng's hands and shattered into pieces.

Wu Feng's eyes were bloodshot as he bitterly endured with gritted teeth. Luo Xianer cried out, "Feng!"

Demonic Soul Pill!

At this moment, Wu Feng had consumed two Demonic Soul Pill s. He only had three in total, and these were all given to him by Gui Tianhua and refined for him by the medical king back then. The last time Wu Feng talked with Monkey and the others, he had taken one.

Demonic Soul Pill could forcefully raise a person's strength by ten times, which completely stimulated their potential. Just one Demonic Soul Pill was enough to make one unable to hold on. To maintain one's consciousness, the might of two Demonic Soul Pill could be imagined.

But even so, Wu Feng was still unable to compare to the Ancestral Ancestor of All Evils.

Wu Feng was completely convinced that the Ancestor of All Evils was truly at the Great Perfection Stage, surpassing the scope of this world's cultivation system.

The chain transformed into a dragon and let out a deafening roar as it charged toward the Evil Ancestor.

Wu Feng also immediately carried Luo Xianer on his back and soared into the sky. The Intent Domain of Heart reappeared and continuously extended forward. Twenty Inner Demons s also appeared one after another, blocking the Ancestral Ancestor of All Evils with all their power.

"Roar!"

The eyes of the Myriad Evil Ancestor suddenly turned cold, and a buddhist chant came from his mouth.

He actually knew Buddhist mantras!

The sound wave swept through like the tide, clearing away all the chains. The Twenty Inner Demons flew in the air and used various methods to attack the Evil Ancestor.

"Hmm? It really is a demonheart.

"What an interesting fellow. More and more I want to kill you at your peak."

"Blood Palm!"

Instantly, both of the Ancestral Ancestor of All Evils's hands horizontally swept across the sky as two enormous blood-colored palm prints ruthlessly smashed onto the body of the Twenty Inner Demons.

"Bam!"

Having lost the support of the Intent Domain of Heart, the Inner Demon was simply unable to evade the attacks of the Ancestral Devil and was smashed into smithereens on the spot, gradually disappearing.

The ancestor of all evil did not stop at all as he chased after Wu Feng.

The distance between the two parties continued to decrease, and the situation became even more interesting. No matter what Wu Feng did, just his speed alone was worthy of praise.

Wu Feng's mind was in a state of panic, he did not want to care about the intense pain in his body, he just wanted to get to the Demon's place as soon as possible.

Both sides could no longer be seen. There was only a flash of light and the violent shock wave that was left behind.

Finally, the demon territory began to appear in front of them.

Yet Wu Feng was only less than five hundred meters away from the Ancestral Ancestor of Ten Thousand Evils!

Wu Feng's body became cold, he had already fought with his life on the line, but the ancestor of myriad evil had not fought with his life on the line yet.

There were still fifty miles to go until they reached the land of the demons!

However, the distance between them was now only fifty meters.

At this distance, Wu Feng could completely feel the aura of the Myriad Evil Ancestor.

"It looks like you are going to lose!"

The voice of the Myriad Evil Ancestor came from behind, and it was already close at hand.

"Swoosh!"

But just at this moment, Wu Feng's speed explosively increased, and at the same time, a round blood moon just so happened to appear at the location of the Ancestral Endless Evil.

Illusionary Land!