The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 1204 Crazy Cognac

"I am really curious, how come you survived, so many people watched you in the past, and your soul was broken."

The old man looked at Xu Feng, and he was curious in his eyes.

A warrior, even if it is repaired to a higher height, once the soul is broken, it is equal to death.

At that time, the tyrants of the tyrants were nothing but the resurrection of the nine-pronged emperor.

In fact, Xu Feng did not want to understand these years.

However, he generally guessed the reason.

First, that is the effect of the chaos of his cultivation, the incomparable mystery of this method. So far, Xu Feng has not yet figured out the reason.

Second, that is, Xu Feng's soul is stronger than others. You must know that his soul is once a world of great brilliance.

Then, his soul and the master of the body of the tyrant's own body have been integrated. His soul was not reborn by the world when he was dying, and he was born again.

"Maybe God thinks that your dark temple is too fierce and sinister, and I can't bear to die, let me destroy the dark temple."

Xu Feng looked at the old man opposite, and of course he would not say his guess.

"Hey, I have to say that it is really your luck to survive, but you really shouldn't be against the Dark Temple, because you really can't afford the Dark Hall."

The old man of the second spirit, his voice is also somewhat dull. It seems that from his words, he also felt that Xu Feng should not die.

"The power of the dark temple is beyond your imagination. As for your grievances against that person, I see that it is not easy for you to cultivate so many people. I advise you that she is not even more provoked by you."

The old man’s words are firm, and he is the protector of the man in Tianhua domain. He knows how terrible the man is.

Moreover, how terrible the forces behind that person are.

"You and her experience everything, you should be a dream, completely forget it." The old man stared at Xu Feng, he certainly knows the emotions of the male tyrants and Ling Bingrong.

"I don't know if there is a saying that you have heard of it, the dragon does not live with the snake. And that person is the dragon in the nine days, and you are just a small snake in the marginal area. You are doomed to have no good ending from the beginning. ""

"Dragon does not live with snakes?"

Xu Feng's mouth whispered slightly, and his face showed a madness of color. He suddenly laughed and burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

The incomparable vibration of the sound makes the whole void tremble.

His eyes became blood red, staring at the old man, saying: "Is this the reason why she wants to kill me and destroy my male tyrants?"

This time, the old man of the second spirit did not speak. He looked at Xu Feng’s gaze with some pity.

He is very clear that the youth in front of him will go on a road of no return.

That force is too horrible, that person is too horrible.

"Oh, with him so much nonsense, we directly kill this child, so as not to have a long night dream." Cognac eyes are all outbreaks of killing, and his two dark dark hearts emerged.

"Kid, this is your death today."

After the dryness was finished, I saw him sticking out his dry arms. The pale palms were like sharp claws, and all contained blood-red light.

"Hey, three years have passed, you are still so waste, just because you want to kill me, are you dreaming?" Xu Feng's body emerged.

The old man of the second-class spirit is surprised. He did not expect Xu Feng’s cultivation speed to be so fast, and he has already broken through to a product.

The killing of dry eyes is even stronger. If Xu Feng is given a certain time, maybe even he is not the opponent of the other party. These geniuses must be wiped out as soon as possible.

"Ha ha ha... A spirit is respected, I really don't know where you come from, the courage to say such things, to die." Cognac did not expect Xu Feng to be a spiritual honor.

If he can't cope with the four spirits of his class, then how can it be mixed?

Take a step out and wave your hands.

The spiritual power instantly condensed, forming a circle of screams of screams, and the darkness of the light condensed into a dark blade, tearing toward Xu Feng.

"Hey, do you think it was still three years ago?" Xu Feng's voice sounded, the violent strong wind whistled, and the golden light broke out from Xu Feng.

The bully thirteen styles were displayed, and the golden fists slammed into the sea, like the momentum of the mountains and the sea, and the endless rivers rolled down.

With the shock of his face, he felt the fierceness of Xu Feng’s fist.

Hey!

The collision between the fist and the dark blade, the whole void instantly shakes, the most important thing is that the dark blade directly disappears.

He was shocked in his eyes, and he stared at Xu Feng, knowing that Xu Feng’s punch had not used Taoism.

"How is it possible? How can your strength reach such a level in three years?" Cognac eyes are crazy, he is roaring wildly.

Xu Feng was disdainful and staring at the dry, cold road: "Three years ago, you bullied me in Tianhua domain. I am standing here today. What qualifications do you have to meet me?"

"No... No... I don't believe that I am not your opponent..." The crazy look in Cognac's eyes broke out, and his spiritual power rolled wildly.

I saw his hands waving constantly, the violent waves and waves followed, the whole earth was shaking, and the darkness of the light instantly suppressed the void.

Rumble...

Seeing this massive attack made by Cognac, Xu Feng’s mouth was slightly raised: "This kind of flashy attack is really weak."

At the moment, when his body moved, a golden fist did not have any fancy, so he slammed toward the cognac.

Wow!

The earth-shattering attacks of cognac are instantly turned into nothing under this boxing. And the golden fist, the slamming impact on the dry chest, the sound of his bones shattered.

A dry blood spouted out and his eyes became blood red.

He couldn't believe that in just three years, the person who had been able to handle it arbitrarily became so strong that he couldn't even catch a punch.

"How? Old waste?" Xu Feng looked at the dry, he stood there, from the beginning to the end dry in his eyes, are so weak.

Cognac felt the killing of Xu Feng, he said: "Xu Feng... Xu Feng... You can't kill me, I am the Dark House, you killed me, the Dark Temple will not let you go. of."

"I don't need the Dark Temple to let me go. In the future, I will settle with the Dark Temple. Today, I need you to tell me, what is Ling Bingrong's identity in the Dark Hall?"

Xu Feng’s voice sounded, and the opposite of the cognac suddenly laughed. His eyes were mocked and pity.

(End of this chapter)