The Domain of God

"Instructor, how are you feeling right now?"

In another cell, Luo Xianer and the rest were all gathered, but compared to them, it was not as binding as Wu Feng's. At least, they could walk on basic.

dragon-hunting instructor lied in the center of the prison cell, this had been the case for the past few days.

There was a large hole on his body. If he hadn't become an emperor, he would have already died.

dragon-hunting instructor weakly opened his eyes, as for his question, he could only barely nod his head.

"Senior Shadow King?"

Luo Xianer called out anxiously. The Shadow King sat cross-legged in a corner, his breath faint, but he did not give a response.

Seeing that, Raging Blade and Zhao Mo immediately stood up and walked to the Shadow King's side.

Zhao Mo's face sank, he extended his hand to check on it, then said while clenching his teeth: "The amount of energy used in the previous battle was too much, and too little."

"Furthermore, I don't have the time to recover my strength. I'm afraid, I'm still stimulated by the aura of the Buddha."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts sank, and their faces turned ugly.

Xiao Linger said in a trembling voice, "Senior king of fire, he …"

Zhao Mo forced himself to walk quickly in front of king of fire, but in the end, he was unable to squat down, and his voice was choked as he said, "king of fire has already left."

Mad Blade's right hand trembled, and in the end, landed on king of fire's body. His body was already so cold that there was no trace of warmth.

These past few days, they had been experiencing the same hardships. Although they had not been decimated, the Buddhist chant reverberated throughout this spiritual mountain. Even if it was normal times, they would still have to treat it with caution. In addition, everyone's strength had been sealed, so there was nothing they could do.

The king of fire passed away, leaving without a sound.

Perhaps, in his heart, he did not want the crowd to see him die, even if it meant that he was one day late.

Battle-King squatted down and took away king of fire's hand, writing a line of words below.

"I'm old, don't be sad."

Old, don't be sad.

"Senior Shadow King!"

Luo Xianer covered her mouth as tears streamed down, even the last breath that she had ever had was gone.

Everyone's body shook violently, and they couldn't help but cry.

Not a word, not a sound.

Once upon a time, it was also a glorious life.

However, today, they were unable to withstand the erosion of time and died in a foreign land.

"Bastard!"

Battle-King roared, his fist striking the stone door, causing blood to spurt out.

If not for the appearance of the Golden Buddha, nothing would have happened to them, and they would not have died here.

Yin Jiuwu, Cao Xuan and the rest sat against the wall with sad expressions.

No matter how much he had experienced, he would never be able to see through life and death. This was human nature.

"Master, where the hell are you?!"

Qin Huai cried out in grief, "Why are you not here at such an important time!"

Wu Feng suddenly opened his eyes, but there were no sound of tears in them, he could not control his tears, and he did not even know what was going on.

His heart felt empty, as if …

"Xian'er!"

Wu Feng wanted to see through this matter, but at this time, he was just a prisoner. " "Could it be that your side …"

The Demon Emperor mocked, "Haha, you've had a nightmare?"

Wu Feng clenched his teeth, "Scram!"

The Demon Emperor only laughed coldly, "You look the same as ever. Disgusting."

"Crack crack!"

The stone door suddenly opened, allowing Wu Feng and the Demon Emperor to stop their battle.

A terrifying killing intent suddenly shrouded Wu Feng's eyes. Yin Fo walked over and grabbed the top of a monk's head. Fresh blood continuously flowed out from under his fingers.

Suspended in midair!

Boom! *

Yin Fo swung his arm, and tumbled down in front of Wu Feng.

Yin Fo smiled indifferently: "I didn't expect the diviner to be so powerful, to be able to infiltrate even my Buddha Grounds."

Wu Feng lowered his head to look at the sky, the latter was severely injured, with blood flowing out from his mouth and nose, which probably hurt his soul, unless there were some miraculous pills, he would not be able to hold on for another day.

"I don't know him. It doesn't seem like an expert to randomly find someone to provoke me, right?"

Wu Feng said coldly, "However, I still admire the style of killing your own people. All of you old bald donkeys will die, and I can clap and cheer for all of you. "

The corner of Yin Fo's mouth rose, and he laughed lightly: "diviner is indeed diviner, you sure are good at arguing."

As he was speaking, he slowly walked to Xuankong's side and said, "He seemed to be looking for something in my room, if it was not for the fact that Long Fo's soul could not be recalled, I'm afraid that I really would not be able to find him."

Wu Feng leaned back and said indifferently: "If you feel like he's one of my people helping me, then that's very embarrassing, but if you kill him as you please, I wouldn't care."

"Is that so?"

Yin Fo chuckled, he raised his left foot and stepped on Yin Fo's face, using a bit of force, and immediately, the bones in his face that were suspended in the air started to crack, and fresh blood mixed with saliva continuously flowed out.

Wu Feng's heart chilled, but he still maintained his indifference.

"I also said that he's someone from the diviner, in the end, you still have to consider your face."

Yin Fo smiled, "Since he is not a member of the diviner, he can only be a traitor of Buddha.

Wu Feng sneered, and his gaze met the sky.

His eyes were filled with pain as his mouth trembled, as if he wanted to say something.

Wu Feng opened his mouth without making a sound — — Withered Wood!

A hint of smile flashed past Yin Fo's eyes as he floated in the air. He slightly lifted his left foot and started to gather his strength.

Wu Feng suddenly shouted: "Stop, he is mine!"

"Bam!"

Yin Fo stomped down, and his entire face, that was suspended in the air, completely turned into mush.

"You!"

Wu Feng roared hysterically, "You better let me die, otherwise I will make your death worse!"

"Amitabha!"

Yin Fo sighed, "Why didn't Lord diviner say so earlier? What a pity it was to have a life. Buddha is merciful, since he is one of the Lord of diviner, then I shall leave it to the Lord to reminisce about the past. "

Wu Feng was so angry that his face turned green, and his entire body trembled.

Yin Fo clasped his hands together, and said with a smile: "I hope that Master will come to an understanding soon, that I, Buddha, will allow all living beings to live. As long as the Lord is willing, you can ascend to the position of Buddha tomorrow. "

"In that case, I will not disturb you any further. I will take my leave."

Wu Feng clenched his teeth, and looked at Yin Fo fiercely. Only a single word came out from his mouth, "Scram!"

"Good, good."

Yin Fo muttered, and turned to leave the stone room.

"This bald donkey is indeed vicious. The attacks of his own people are a bit too heavy, right?"

The Spirit Demon Emperor curled his lips, and looked at Wu Feng with ridicule.

Wu Feng's face turned green, he took deep breaths, he was angry, and his anger had already made him want to lose his mind.

The Demon Emperor said with a sneer, "Yin Fo is infuriating you, you better calm down. Angry people were the easiest to convert. With this guy's strength, wanting to enter Yin Fo's room and steal from him is simply courting death. "

Pausing for a moment, he continued: "However, I don't really understand, since when did diviner's people manage to appear here?"

Wu Feng did not answer and only met his face to face.

Maybe he didn't die because of Wu Feng, but because he had even more important things to do.

This important matter was related to the beings in the West Continent.

Blood was flowing, staining the ground red.

Wu Feng's eyes suddenly focused, he saw his right hand that was clenching its fist in mid air, trying its best to hand it over to Wu Feng. Because of Yin Fo, even Wu Feng did not notice this at that time.

Wu Feng took a deep breath and forcefully extended his legs. But in his current state, with both of his legs being shattered, even after so much time, he could only barely move a little.

Wu Feng endured the pain, falling down to the ground and fiercely kicking at the wall, causing himself to be suspended in mid air.

That appearance was simply frightening to the extreme.

The Demon Emperor laughed, "Hey, hey, he's already dead. There's no need to think about old friendships like that, right? Even if his parents were here, they wouldn't be able to recognize him. "

Wu Feng rolled his body again, both of his hands could not do it, nor could he do anything.

"I understand what you are going to do."

Wu Feng muttered, "I will do everything I can to restore West Continent to its original state. I have received kindness from Master Deadwood, and I have promised to do some things as well. "

"I am the diviner, and I only follow the rules of the diviner. Even if I hate West Continent. "

The floating right hand unconsciously opened, and a domain ring rolled in front of Wu Feng.

"Thank you."

Wu Feng sighed heavily in his heart. Back then, he had gone to the Flying Feather Empire to gain experience, hoping to see more and gain insights.

But he never would have thought that all these unforeseen events would cause this to change.

Wu Feng lowered his head and bit the domain ring. That was her domain ring, as long as he had this domain ring, he, Wu Feng, would be able to escape!

Wu Feng then struggled to roll back his body. The moment he sat up, the domain ring silently fell into his collar.

Wu Feng closed his eyes once more and his consciousness appeared in his own Heart region.

Everything was the same as before, the Twenty Inner Demons were seated in two rows in the middle of the Heart region.

"Devil Dragon God."

Wu Feng said coldly. Only after a long while did the Devil Dragon God appear quietly.

Devil Dragon God's expression was cautious, "This is the West Continent, even if we are communicating using our minds, you still have to make it short."

"I want to know, how far can you go?"

Wu Feng said coldly, "With my full strength."

Devil Dragon God muttered to himself: "This is a buddhist land, if I help you escape now, you will definitely be discovered immediately, and you, will very likely be killed."

"I know."

Wu Feng nodded, "What I mean is, if I had a way to get rid of all these shackles, how far would you be able to go?"

Devil Dragon God said solemnly: "Stopping Spirit Buddha for a moment is not a problem, but once you do that, you must immediately recover your strength. If you can't do it, even if I can hold it off for a moment, it's useless. Don't forget, Spirit Mountain has the Three Truths and Six Supremes. If they join hands, even the ancestors of all evils can only retreat. "

He paused for a moment before continuing, "And beneath this spirit mountain, there is indeed a terrifying artifact. Even just sensing that aura makes me feel fear."

Wu Feng said coldly: "When you want to torture me, that is when you break through Buddha; I want you to use all your strength to help me."