The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 212 Old Acquaintances

"All concentrate!"

Just as Sun Ke walked into the control of the law, Xu Feng screamed in horror.

The endless spiritual power of the entire dungeon condensed toward Xu Feng.

Rumble!

Nearly a hundred spiritual kings of the armed forces gathered together, and all of them rushed toward Xu Feng, and no one retained the power of one point.

The golden light flickers, and Xu Feng stands there alone, like the same ancient war **** possession.

The majestic waves of waves rolled up one after another.

Sun Ke’s face changed greatly. He didn’t expect that the one who stood there, the unremarkable Lingwang boy, could lead such a terrible pressure.

The virtual feathers also swelled toward Xu Feng, and said: "Old man, ready to die! Hahaha!"

"Scorpio gathers to kill!"

Xu Feng screamed and screamed, showing his fists. The golden fist was like a mountain, carrying a killing mood, and the blood-red light condensed in the boxing.

Sun Ke changed his face and said in amazement: "How is this possible? How can you get together?"

Sun Ke is not a hero of the elite, but at the moment when the formation of the law, he found that this is the six-character law "Scorpio gathers killing."

Sun Ke’s **** light burst out, his face was dignified, his hands turned into blood palm prints, and he went out toward Xu Feng’s impact.

Hey!

The "Scorpio squadrons" arranged by Xu Feng, the power is really terrible, unless Sun is a middle-class emperor, otherwise it is impossible to escape.

A blood spouted out, and Sun Ke stepped on two cracks on the ground. His eyes were splitting and he was unwilling to scream. He didn't expect his ingenious spirit to be strong, and he was about to die in a 17-year-old boy. In the hands.

"who are you?"

Sun Ke stared at Xu Feng with his eyes fixed. He didn't know where the virtual feathers came from.

If the atrocities of the Qingyuemen are lost, then the four forces and other second-rate forces will definitely spare no effort to annihilate.

"The person who killed you." Xu Feng broke out of the soul power, facing the virtual feathers not far away: "If you want revenge, you should hurry and remember to use your rifle to attack his head."

Sun Ke heard Xu Feng’s words, but it’s even more shocking. How did Xu Feng know where his flaws are?

"Ah... I want to avenge the rhyme, old man, you give me to die!" The virtual feather burst into a screaming scream, waving a long gun.

Desperately attacked Sun Ke’s head.

Sun Ke wanted to get out, but Xu Feng used the "Scorpio to kill the squad" and was trapped, and a blood spurted out with a blood.

It is worthy of being a strong person who was cultivated by Linghuang. Rao was suppressed by Xu Feng, and was smashed by the sham gun with a long gun. He did not die immediately.

"The old man wants to go with you!" Sun Ke, blood flow, he wants to blew the power of the whole body.

Xu Feng's face is cold, cold and cold: "Old dog, in front of Ben, you still want to blew?"

Rumble!

Xu Feng mobilized the power of the array, and hit a shot on Sun Ke’s shoulder. He directly buried Sun Ke in the mud and spewed out a blood.

"Ah! I am not willing, not reconciled!" Sun Ke's eyes are splitting, and he wants to break free, but he is smashed by the sham of the virtual feather.

When the blood hits, Sun can struggle fiercely, causing the entire formation to collapse instantly.

Xu Feng looks a condensate, and must not let Sun escape, otherwise they will be at the Qingyue Gate today.

It is absolutely impossible for Qingyuemen to expose their cultivation of "blood-blood-blooded Dafa". When the four powerful forces are attracted, they will die.

"I still want to struggle when I die, ridiculous!" Xu Feng, the spiritual power flowed, his speed is fast, and the purple flame on his hands is filled.

Sun Ke’s face was stunned and his eyes were incredible.

A hot flame instantly ignited his body.

Sun Ke’s body was burnt into ashes in a purple flame.

The virtual feathers looked mournful and squatted on the ground, and could not help but make a low snoring. "Yu, see no, I will avenge you!"

"Everyone should not be in a hurry, wait until the night, slowly leave the Qingyuemen." Xu Feng knows that he can do so much now.

In the evening, he went to see what the so-called altar was.

Anyway, there are two eyebrows in his hand, and Yi Gao is daring.

If Yu Yu knows his thoughts, I don't know if he will try his best to intercept.

In this way, until late at night.

Nearly a hundred talents slowly lurked out of the dungeon and quietly left the Qingyue Gate.

Xu Yu looked at Xu Feng, and there was some sorrow in his looks. He didn't know what to do. He said to Xu Feng: "Xu Xiong, I can recognize you as a blessing for my virtual feathers. We have a chance to reunite!"

Xu Feng looked at the virtual feather and nodded. "I hope that when you see you next time, your guns will be more solid and work hard!"

The virtual feathers heard the words encouraged by Xu Feng, and the eyes of the two also showed the will of the battle, nodded. "When I meet next time, I will never let Xu brother disappoint, leave!"

With the departure of the virtual feathers, Xu Feng did not leave immediately, but his eyes fell on the hill behind the Qingyue Gate.

He faintly felt a sinful breath from there.

"I Xu Feng wants to see, what kind of monster are you?" Xu Feng still continues the character of the former world, not afraid of fear, and he is very interested in the altar in the mouth of the virtual feather.

If he remembers correctly, there will be an altar at each rudder of the Dark Temple, which is supposed to be a true spiritual god.

"Sparkling."

Xu Feng's speed is very fast, coupled with his powerful soul perception ability, unless the Linghuang personally supervised, who can find him?

When he came to the back of the Qingyue Gate, a cold cold wind blew in, but it made him a chill, and the air was filled with **** taste.

"This breath in the air gives people a strong feeling, but it is also very weird." Xu Feng sneaked into the back hill of Qingyuemen, and the two eyes showed surprise.

Xu Feng slowly passed to the position where the altar was felt. He felt the situation around him at any time. If something was wrong, he would use the sword and immediately escape.

Xu Feng walked on the back hill of Qingyuemen, as if the wind had stopped.

Xu Feng’s breathing became a little dignified.

He saw a dark altar, an ancient and evil momentum spread out from the altar, and although he only looked at the dark altar from afar, he felt a guilty heart.

"No, go!"

Xu Feng looked at the altar and the darkness of the dark shadow floated. He had a bad feeling in his heart, and the whole person wanted to escape.

Who knows that a gloomy voice sounds, saying: "Old acquaintances, quietly coming, are you quietly leaving like this?"

When Xu Feng heard the voice, his body was slightly stunned. He grasped the sword in his hand. His face changed greatly, especially the word "old acquaintance", which made Xu Feng look blank.

"Predecessors, the younger generation seems to have never seen you before?" Xu Feng hardened his scalp and turned to look at the dark shadow on the altar.

When he said this, his face shook.

No one knows more about the horror of the shadow in front of him. He secretly swears at himself. "It is really curiosity to kill people!" He should not come here.

"When Liu Pinling Wang Xiuwei?" The dark shadow of the darkness heard Xu Feng's words, and then there was some worry, and one of his avatars was destroyed by one person.

And that person's breath is exactly the same as the boy in front of him.

It’s just that the looks and ages of the two are obviously not the people of an era. The empty eyes of the old shadows burst out with a really dark light and want to see through Xu Feng’s everything.

However, the resistance of Xu Feng’s death and death, the soul power of the forty-ninth-order body also erupted, causing the old ghost to recover the breath of Xu Feng.

Xu Feng couldn’t even think about it now. He was afraid of showing a little flaw, but he looked at the shadow on the altar with a smile on his face and smiled: "If the seniors are fine, the younger will retire first."

"Sparkling!"

Xu Feng did not wait for the dark shadow of the dark reaction, the whole person rushed out toward the back hill of Qingyuemen.

"Hey, the six-pronged king of the district also wants to escape in front of me? Are you too high to see you?" The dark shadow of the darkness from the altar, a dark hand grabbed toward Xu Feng.

He looked at Xu Feng's back, plus Xu Feng's momentum, cold and cold: "Old acquaintance, what have you experienced, actually become only sixteen or seven years old?"

Xu Feng only felt that his body was suppressed and it was difficult to move. He said: "It is a bloodthirsty ancestor. The peak of the spirit of the mainland is just such a horror."

When Xu Feng’s past life was repaired by Wu Pinling, he also found such a mysterious and ancient altar in an ancient ruin. The breath above it is exactly the same as the illusion in front.

At that time, he was the strongest of the five-pronged emperor. The dark shadow of the darkness wanted to capture his body, but he was engulfed by the power of his eighty-order soul.

He also knows the identity of the shadow from the soul power of the other side.

Bloodthirsty ancestors.

The peak of the spiritual gods in the mainland, accurately speaking, the bloodthirsty ancestors have been in the half-step spiritual repair, but he has not been able to break through the spirits, they want to find another way.

That is to seize the flesh and blood souls cultivated by countless spiritual emperors to enhance their cultivation and strength. He is also a genius figure, actually creating a "blood-blooded Dafa."

Then, when the bloodthirsty Dafa came out, there were too many human warriors who killed him. In the end, he attracted a real spiritual **** and killed him.

Who knows that this goods directly blew the soul, transformed into a thousand shadows, into the void, even the spirit of the strong, can not kill.

This is the altar in front of you.

Xu Feng also had to say that he and this bloodthirsty ancestor are really old acquaintances.

I have been born again, I have not met my own close relatives, but I have met this old devil.

I really don't know if it is a fate or a fate.

(End of this chapter)