The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 1720 Wan Wan Valley

Hey!

As the crisp sound sounded, everyone's heart was striking in an instant.

They saw it very clearly, that is, the terrible thunder and lightning, the body of Xu Feng was completely shattered, and the cracks of the road emerged.

"Hey!"

As if in the mouths of countless people, they uttered a silent sigh at this moment, only because they knew that the peerless genius was dead.

"This Xu Feng is really too self-reliant. If he is going all out, it is impossible to kill him. It is a pity that such a peerless genius will die like this."

The old man of the half-step spirit emperor, the color of his eyes appeared in his eyes, especially watching Xu Feng's golden body, constantly cracking.

The blood seems to be constantly collapsing, and the most clear thing he feels is that the vitality of Xu Feng is constantly dissipating.

A warrior, even if it is a strong Emperor, if the vitality of the body is broken, then it will be very difficult for him to die.

"It's a pity. He just seems to be using lightning to condense the flesh. Unfortunately, there is still no success." Someone sighed.

Not far away, there was a monk dressed in a shackle. He stared at Xu Feng’s body. He folded his hands together and said: “Amitabha!”

He is a disciple of Xuzhou Buddhism. He feels very clear that Xu Feng is not an ordinary body, but a body of the Emperor.

Instead, they use the body of the Emperor, who is arrogant and arrogant. This tyrant is extremely arrogant, and the person who cultivates will die if he is a little careless.

Undoubtedly, Xu Feng did not succeed in condensing the body of the spirit emperor, otherwise his body could not have such a crack.

"This kind of donor, the cultivation is the domineering **** of our Xuzhou Buddhism. He is a master of the domineering spirit. If this spirit is successfully cohesive, his strength will increase a lot."

The monk dressed in a sly, his eyes showed a wise light.

"Dare to ask this master, but come to Xuzhou Buddhism?"

A person not far away, he looked at the monk and asked.

The monk’s polite way: “The master’s two characters are not arrogant, and the barrenness is from Xuzhou Buddhism, the law, the altar!”

"The altar is clean?"

The people around him heard the words and suddenly widened their eyes. They were very clear. This altar was famous in Xuzhou Buddhism, but it was the 52nd genius of the Kyushu Fengyun Record.

"Well? Not right?"

At this time, the face of the altar suddenly appeared a shocking color, his eyes staring at the dead body of Xu Feng floating in the distance.

On the corpse, a burst of golden light began to condense from all sides, and the violent vitality struck, and the wind raged constantly.

"What happened, Xu Feng did not die?"

The onlookers are full of faces, and they clearly feel that Xu Feng’s vitality has been cut off, and it has already died. It is known that the vitality of Xu Feng’s body has emerged again.

Moreover, Xu Feng’s horrible vitality at this moment is even more horrible than before. The feeling of vitality gives people the feeling that Xu Feng is not a person but a beast.

"Master of the Net, what is going on here?"

Someone looked at the altar and asked directly.

The altar of the altar has a deep shock in his eyes. He has studied this domineering spirit. He put his hands together and said: "Amitabha, this donor is a well-intentioned person of the hegemonic spirit. He was not alive and sever. It is a qualitative leap in his body."

"This donor is really a man of the atmosphere. It is not simple. The body of his spirit is condensed. I am afraid that even if it is barren, it is not his opponent."

Altar did not know, even if Xu Feng did not condense the body of the Emperor, he is not Xu Feng's opponent, to know that Xu Feng only killed Xi Gaochang.

Xu Feng felt that the spiritual power in all directions was rolling, and the lack of spiritual power in the ancient battlefield could not support the repair of his body.

He immediately took out countless supreme liquids and sprinkled them directly around them. The dense liquid of the sacred liquid made many people could not help but reveal the color of greed.

However, when they felt the breath of Xu Feng's body, they all showed fear in their faces, or they resisted the greed of their hearts.

Xu Feng felt the majestic liquid of the majestic body moving toward the body. He felt as if his body was full of endless power. This feeling is really good.

"It is the body of the Emperor, the power of my current fist, I am afraid that it is enough to tear a small hill, and it is crushed."

Xu Feng’s heart is very clear. His current strength is at least 100,000 jin. Such a powerful punch, even if it is a good spirit, does not dare to care.

"Haha, this adventure has played a big role. My body is not broken. If you know the body of this spirit, you need to die, you can succeed."

In fact, Xu Feng was really scared in the end. He thought that he would die, and he knew that his body finally showed a strong vitality.

He finally understood why the words at the beginning of the spirit of the Emperor.

Born to death, born to die!

Infinite change!

It is this death that was born and died, and the body of his spirit is now alive and well, and he wants to die very hard. Even if it is a lot of spirits, it does not condense the body of the spirit.

His Xu Feng is only the Eight Principal Respect, and it condenses the body of the Emperor. This is entirely the entire southern continent, and it is a legendary thing.

"This donor, please stay!"

Xu Feng stood up and he glanced at the people around him. The people looked at his eyes as if they were watching a monster.

He didn't bother to pay attention to these people. He didn't want to continue to waste time on the ladder. When he turned around and left, a voice came out.

The altar appeared in front of Xu Feng's body. He folded his hands together and had a sincere smile on his face: "This donor, I can't think of you and the Dharma. If you are willing to join me in Xuzhou Buddhism, your domineering. The spirit will become even more impeccable."

Xu Feng heard that he almost didn't spurt out. He looked at the altar and said: "I said, you are still going to preach other people. I am not interested in joining Buddhism. I don't have future generations. I don't want to be unintentional. No demand."

"Farewell."

I don't know why, Xu Feng feels that it is very annoying to get entangled in this altar.

So he went straight out.

The altar did not have time to retain Xu Feng.

"The donor and my Buddha have a chance, and I will see you again."

Tan Jing looked at the back of Xu Feng's departure, he did not go after.

In the ancient battlefield.

Xu Feng continued to walk. After he left the Wangshen ladder, he met many warriors. He found more and more people on the ancient battlefield.

Obviously, close to the center of the ancient battlefield, there are more and more powerful people, and there are more opportunities here than anywhere else.

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