The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 387 Artistic Conception

"go!"

He Fu's whole body is surging, and he knows that today is entangled. He is definitely not an opponent of Xu Feng, but may be killed by the other side.

Once the idea of ​​escape is born, he will not stop again, and the spiritual force will move toward his feet. Only when he stepped out, he will fall on the edge of the sand.

"Hey, I’m thinking about running away now, I’m afraid it’s too late.” Xu Feng stared at the back of He Fu’s escape, and he was forgotten in the endless forest. He is now reluctant to watch He Fu and then flee, since the other party wants to kill He, he will not lightly praise each other, it is not his style.

"Sparkling."

"The moon is like a shadow."

Lingbo Jiuxuan stepped out, Xu Feng's figure was in the dust, like the same grain of flying sand, falling with the wind, his speed is only one afterimage.

"How fast is Xu Feng's strength in the end?" Xu Feng was not prepared to let go of He Fu, and some people exclaimed.

Sun Sheng and other three people looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes. When the three of them met Xu Feng, they felt that Xu Feng was very weak.

Then, Lu Hang continued to target Xu Feng, Xu Feng seems to be indifferent, they also feel that Xu Feng is very weak, otherwise others are bullying you, how can be indifferent.

Until now, they really understood that it was not Xu Feng who was indifferent, but Xu Feng’s small role as a road airline, and he did not bother to take care of it.

Oh...

Xu Feng is like a screaming wind, his speed is raised to the extreme, just a few breaths of time, he looked at the back of He Fu who escaped in front of him, sneered: "I want to escape in front of me, it is really whimsical."

"No... How can your speed be so fast?" He Fu stared at Xu Feng, with a stunned look in his eyes. Just this time, a huge fist crashed down.

Hey!

He Fu wanted to escape. He was bombarded by the sudden Xu Feng. The whole person raised his arm and wanted to resist it, but he was directly bombarded and fell in the yellow sand.

The body is trapped in the mud, the face is full of sputum, the corners of the mouth are all fragments of the internal organs, his eyes screaming Xu Feng, shouting: "Who are you?"

He Fu looked at Xu Feng across from him. He felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He knew that today he was afraid to plant it here, with a strong unwillingness in his heart.

"You want to kill me, grab the essence of my sand, and don't even know who I am. It's ridiculous." Xu Feng stared at He Fu slowly: "I will let you die, I am the three precepts." Zhuang disciple, Xu Feng."

"Xu Feng? Xu Feng?..." He Fu chanted two times, the face was full of sorrow: "You are in Lincheng, killing Lin Xing, and screaming Xu Feng in Lincheng, your strength is so short. Time, upgrade to such a realm, how did you do it?"

"How do I do it, you don't need to know, because you are about to become a dead person." Xu Feng finished, his feet moved, his fist slammed out.

"I am fighting with you." He Fu knows that he is now the end of the strong, how could it be Xu Feng's opponent, the whole body is exploding, he shows the most powerful attack.

However, he was seriously injured. He was not Xu Feng’s opponent. The whole person was flung out by Xu Feng’s boxing and squatted on the ground. He could no longer climb.

"Ha ha ha ... Xu Feng ... you will also die ... just because of your current strength ... want to defeat Su Yi, crazy people say dreams ..." He Fu made a mad laughter, the body began to twitch, both eyes are Not willing: "Idiot... people... say... dream... you will... die..."

Xu Feng went to the front of He Fu who died. He whispered: "Can I defeat Su Yi? You can't see it, but I tell you, I am not trying to defeat Su Yi, but to kill Su Yi."

From the baggage of He Fu, Xu Feng found a gold coin card worth 500,000 gold coins, and seventeen drops of the Millennium Spirit, as well as some other healing Dan.

He is not picky, he is all sent to the storage ring.

Not far away, Sun Sheng and other three people have already been stunned. Xu Feng killed He Fu, who was able to be in the top 50 of the Wing Ding Feilong list. He was the fourth-grade Lingzong 巅峰修.

"I will accept all the essence of the sand, I am afraid that you will be tempted to kill you." Xu Feng took out the fifteen thousand-year-old milk, and smiled: "You three people and five drops, it is for you to find this sand. Do you have no objection to the reward of the map of the essence?"

"Thank you, Xu Big Brother... Thank you..." Sun Sheng knew that even if Xu Feng gave them nothing, they would not dare to say anything.

What's more, Xu Feng gave them five drops of the Millennium Spirit, which is considered to be the best. After all, they followed Xu Feng and did not help.

......

In the vast and infinite desert, Xu Feng walked to the edge of the desert, and there was a thick oasis not far away, and the spirits were rippling, and the sky was exceptionally refreshing.

Xu Feng did not hesitate at the moment. He now has the demon and the blood of the armored monster, the blood of the purple **** mouse, and the essence of the sand. You need to find a place to practice as soon as possible.

In front of this desert, of course, it is not suitable for cultivation. He found that there is plenty of spiritual power in the distance. It is indeed a good place to cultivate, and his eyes are slightly picked up.

"Do you know? I heard that there is a Lingtai in front of it. The spirit is very rich. It is a good place to cultivate. Many strong people who enter the secret world are rushing there." Xu Feng just walked to a valley and his ears When he heard the argument, he hesitated a little, and he continued on his way to the front.

After about half a day, Xu Feng finally saw the place where the Lingtai was, surrounded by spiritual powers, and the Lingtai was mysterious.

"The horror of the martial art of the martial arts, this Lingtai turned out to be a natural martial art of the realm of the Taiwanese, really help me." Xu Feng's face showed ecstasy.

He has been thinking about this time, how to break through the seventh way in his own killing, how to improve the spatial conception, and how to improve the gravity concept.

He is taking the strongest path, and the three martial arts moods must be condensed to the tenth road. This is not a simple matter for any warrior.

"Hey, this Lingtai will open, whoever dares to rob me, don't blame me." A cold voice came, but it contained a strong killing.

I saw that on the edge of the Lingtai, a pale skin, like a woman, his eyes glanced at the surrounding warriors, with a cold killing.

"A strong breath, this person is not weak." Xu Feng also appeared in Lingtai not far away, he glanced at the cold young man, and he was secretly vigilant.

"This big brother, don't know who the person is, so arrogant?" Xu Feng asked the two middle-aged men beside him.

The two middle-aged men were shocked first, then they looked at Xu Feng and found that he was only the four-character Lingzong peak, and he was relieved that he did not know the cold and cold youth.

"He is Ding Xizhe, the core disciple of Wuwai Mountain Villa. He is a half-step sorcerer, and he is sinister and sinister. His strength is even stronger. Otherwise, how dare he be so arrogant." One of the middle-aged men whispered to Xu Feng, fearing that he was far away. Ding Xizhe heard it, and he also warned Xu Feng: "Little brother, I advise you to hold any hope for this Lingtai, and we are here to join in the fun."

The middle-aged man is very clear that Ding Xizhe is extremely powerful, unless he is the second peak of the Emperor, and can be repaired to reach the peak of the second spirit, the role of Lingtai in front of it is minimal.

Both of them are only seven spirits, and Ding Xizhe can kill them with only one stroke.

What's more, there are quite a few warriors of the Nine-Pin Ling Zong in the surrounding crowds, and some of the nine warriors of the Lingzong Emperor Peak do not know whether there are other people coming.

Xu Feng did not refute the words of two middle-aged men. He stood there quietly. This is the mood of the world. He is bound to get it today.

"Giggle... Ding Xizhe, such a natural Lingtai, seeing people have a share, you want to swallow, is it too much?" At this time, a squeaky sound.

A woman in a red dress with a face full of rouge powder, a rich fragrance on her body, her eyes are very glamorous.

"The core disciple of Wannian, Zhan Jiao, is also a half-step spiritual emperor, and there is a lively look." The middle-aged man looked at Zhan Jiao, with a faint smile on his face.

Zhan Jiao looks very beautiful, plump body makes many men feel excited, then they stare at Zhan Jiao's **** hands, they feel chilling.

Although Zhan Jiao is very beautiful, she is truly a monk. She cultivates the best spiritual skills of the eternal age, "blood spirit and claws", and her hands are contaminated with countless blood.

You must not look at the blood of her hands, it seems very glamorous, under the palm of his hands, do not know how many traces of blood.

"Blood spirits and claws" not only contain endless toxins, but also need to constantly absorb the blood of the military, in order to continue to improve and enhance strength.

Even standing there, the arrogant Ding Xizhe, his face also showed a dignified color: "Zhan Jiao, this Lingtai is very important to me, I hope you don't grab me, I count Ding Xizhe owe you a favor. ”

Zhan Jiao heard the words, screaming with a screaming mouth, the peaks of the bustling peaks of the chest constantly swaying, and the men’s saliva that was staring at them continued to flow.

"The natural artistic conception is very important to you, and it is equally important to me." Zhan Jiao is obviously not interested in Ding Xizhe's human feelings. He laughs: "Besides, one of your personal feelings has no value to me. You are not interested either, this Lingtai is none other than me."

Said, Zhan Jiao also appeared in the entrance of Lingtai, and Ding Xizhe stood there, both of them are waiting for the moment when the Lingtai is open.

Ding Xizhe looked at Zhan Jiao to fight with himself, and no longer talked, the spiritual power of his body secretly worked, ready to rush into the Lingtai.

"This Lingtai is about to open." Xu Feng indulged for a moment, he felt that Lingtai was about to open, and he slowly approached the place where the mood is in the soul.

"Little brother, you are coming back soon!" The two middle-aged men looked at Xu Feng and couldn't think of it. They wanted to compete for the spiritual platform. Isn't that a self-seeking dead road?

Unfortunately, when they spoke, Xu Feng’s figure had disappeared.

(End of this chapter)