King of Gods

Holy Land Detroit.

Many disciples and Zongmen strongmen were present at the scene with horror.

"Ten gambling gambling? Is this Zhao Feng really dare to support?"

"This kid has just become a disciple of Shengzong, and Zuo Hong’s cultivation is a little higher than him.

There are hundreds of spectators on the scene, no one is optimistic about Zhao Feng.

After all, Zuo Hong is a veteran disciple of the old card, no matter from which aspect, he is better than Zhao Feng.

not to mention.

The kid was arrogant and ignorant, and he made a gamble with ten strokes.

"Why, don't you dare?" Zhao Feng smiled.

The reason why he made a ten-year bet was to prove that he had absolute strength and replaced a fixed quota.

In this way, no one will say anything cool, and it will not affect the reputation of the master Duanmuqing.

"Why don't you dare if you lose, when you apologize to you, see you later, and retreat."

Zuo Hong haha ​​smiled and won the prize.

He was ecstatic inside, looking at Zhao Feng's gaze, and some looked like an idiot.

"Honger... I don't want to underestimate the spirit and blood of Zhao Feng's son. It is extraordinary. Since he has this self-confidence, he tends to rely on it."

The voice of a king's **** is floating in the mind of Zuo Hong.

The master of the voice is the master of Zuo Hong.

"Disciples understand"

Zuo Hong’s heart glimpsed and put away a bit of contempt.

Master, after all, is the king of the virtual gods, the level is extremely high, the estimation of strength is more accurate.

"Start"

The Holy Land duel, there is a half-step king, serving as a referee.

"Even if this Zhao Feng's strength is stronger, I will not even have ten strokes."

Zuo Hong’s body shape swayed and cast a holy place to inherit the combat skills.

Feiyun Hongjun

At the next moment, I saw a huge light and shadow interlaced by green and silver, condensed in the sky above the head, like a huge flying shadow.

噗噗嗤

Zuo Hong’s body is integrated into the Fei Peng giant shadow that is intertwined with silver and green. The wings of the road that are nearly a hundred feet long are overwhelmingly pressed to Zhao Feng.

"Good mysterious combat skills"

Zhao Feng is in a huge shadow, his heart is a cool, his skin is faint and painful.

Without using **** eyes, he is not easy to capture the true body of Zuo Hong.

"Purple electric wind ring"

Zhao Feng sighed softly, under the swaying shadow of the sharp shadows, urging the purple wind and thunder.

啵啵

Zhao Feng lingers in a gleaming purple electric wind, a dazzling purple ring of aura, exudes a breath of destruction, a wave of waves straight into the sky.

Look at the naked eye.

I saw a purple electric wind ring, from small to large, welcoming the Fei Peng giant shadow interwoven in the sky.

噗 噼啪

Two powerful and overbearing forces collide and destroy the atmosphere.

咔嚓

The Fei Peng giant shadow intertwined between the sky and the sky, under the impact of a wave of waves, soon showed a crack

Just a confrontation, high judgment.

"Purple wind and thunder? It turned out to be [the great emperor, the inheritance..."

In the sky, some of the embarrassing kings were fascinated.

In the real place of the martial arts, those strong people are powerful and knowledgeable, and soon some people recognize Zhao Feng’s inheritance.

"Wind and Thunder Emperor? In the past, the world was proud of speed. In the virtual god, it is a legendary existence.

"In today's holy place, that ‘wan Leizong, there are also [the great emperor, the inheritance, but not the most quintessential inheritance...”

Several kings read and discussed.

"Wind and thunder?"

The **** of a great emperor passed by, with a sigh.

Today's Zhenwu Holy Land, some ancient emperors, may even have dealt with the wind and thunder.

then.

Feng Lei Emperor, he practiced in "Wan Lei Zong".

At this time, the wind and thunder emperor's purple wind and thunder magic skills, between the confrontation, it will suppress the ancient inheritance and combat skills of another holy place.

"An outside kid has a legacy of a legendary emperor."

In the daytime, Zuo Hong clenched his teeth.

Fei Peng

Zuo Hong suddenly urged the blood force, the flying giant shadow in the sky, its contours, further solidification, accompanied by lightning thunder, storm clouds.

唰

The next moment, Fei Peng giant shadow across the world.

The naked eye seems to see a legendary bird, exudes ancient pressure, in the scream of the world, through the clouds.

Ok?

Zhao Feng felt a lot of pressure, and his body was faint.

He did not expect that this Zuo Hong's blood and war skills, so superb, its peak strength, and the great Dan Yuanyuan respect the Lord, one point.

"Wind and Thunder Shadow"

Zhao Feng screamed and his body burst into a sparkling purple electric wheal.

唰唰唰——

In an instant, the purple electric wind group, divided into two, turned into two purple electric wind shadows.

Two purple electric wind shadows quickly differentiated.

Two... four... eight... sixteen.

In an instant, dozens of purple electric wind shadows, in a wind power Huaguang, distributed in a circle area.

噗嗤嗤——

The stunned attack of Fei Peng’s glimpse of the sky, and the world’s wind power was defeated.

But Zhao Feng’s true body is already unknown.

Those purple electric wind shadows, true and false are difficult to divide, all the afterimages are separated, and in a short period of time, they all have certain attacks.

唰唰唰

Those purple electric winds and shadows were split, one by one, rushing to Zuohong’s “Fei Peng glimpse”.

Zuo Hong was furious and angry.

Outside the duel, most of the sacred geniuses are amazed.

"Purple Blade"

Suddenly, one of the purple electric wind shadows, a dark purple light blade with a thin flap like a flap in the hand, a layer of quaint wind and thunder texture emerges on the surface, destroying the atmosphere, condensing and vomiting, and overflowing with electricity.

咔嗤

The purple-blade blade, the glare of the eye, soared to more than a dozen feet, the wind and thunder, the destruction of the atmosphere, and the "flying glimpse" into two.

"Ah,"

Zuo Hong, who is integrated into the "Fei Peng glimpse", screams.

laugh

On his body, there is a dark blood scar, which destroys the power of the wind and thunder and penetrates into the body.

With his powerful blood, the wound, and the internal injuries, he could not heal in a short time.

This is the destruction of the righteousness, the unique attributes, and the resistance to recovery.

"Not good, this Zhao Feng's attack, speed, and inheritance of the righteousness are better than Honger..."

The king of the gods can't help but lose his voice.

Zhao Feng’s "Purple Blade of Purple" broke the **** skills of Zuo Hong, causing the latter to be injured.

however.

Zhao Feng’s offensive is not over yet.

"Wing of the Wind and Thunder"

Behind Zhao Feng, a few dozen feet of purple wind and thunder light wings are stretched out. The body is thunderous and artistic, just like a thundering ancient troll.

Bang

A horrible suffocation of the purple smog, thundering the duel, the thunder and lightning of the sky, intertwined like a storm, emitting a scent of destruction from the ancient times.

"broken"

Zhao Feng's shot, speed, attack, wind and thunder mood, raised to a new height.

He slammed out as if he had seen a dying purple dragon, raging in the storm of destruction.

"Good"

The spectators outside the duel watched the blue-haired figure, the heart and the blood, and then trembled.

"Do not--"

Zuo Hong did his best, the blood force pushed to the limit, the huge shadow of the whole body was scattered, and the disintegration was broken. Under the impact of the unstoppable purple hurricane, the body flew out of the duel.

thump

When Zuo Hong landed, the whole body was black and the wolf was extremely extreme.

He wants to move, the whole body is numb, and the life function of the body is destroyed. It can't move at all.

"Left brother"

Several true disciples, who helped to raise Zuo Hong.

"Carrying."

Zhao Feng walked out of the duel in a fearful and fearful look.

"It is indeed a victory in ten strokes..."

The referee of the half-step king looked strangely at Zhao Feng.

The last moment.

Zhao Feng has a blessing of "Wings of the Wind and Thunder". The combat power easily breaks down the barriers of the realm and can threaten the Lord in the mid-term of the Great Dan.

Such a force is enough to stun the majority of the genius of the Holy Land and eclipse.

"This strength is still okay."

In the crowd, the "Southern Brothers" of the facial expression, opened.

For him, "The Ten Talents of the Holy Land," this strength is not surprising.

To know.

Ten days of sacred land, many can challenge ordinary half-step kings.

It was Chen Yilin, a look of surprise.

He is also one of the ten talents of the Holy Land.

But Chen Yilin, who saw Zhao Feng a year ago.

At that time, Zhao Feng, only half-step Dan Yuanjing repaired, may not be able to stop Jiang Fan.

"Fortunately, Jiang Fan is not present. Zhao Feng has just demonstrated his current strength. He has already been with Jiang Shidi."

Chen Yilin whispered.

Jiang Fan, after the ceremonial ceremony of Duan Muqing on that day, went with his master, "Guru Emperor".

at this time.

"Zhao Feng, you performed well, come here for the teacher."

The voice of Duanmu the Great came.

Obviously this war, Duanmu the Great is also concerned.

Other kings can't help but sigh that the disciple that Duanmu the Great received just entered the Holy Land and has such amazing strength.

After a while.

"Master, what advice?"

Zhao Feng came to the house of Duanmuqing.

"Zhao Feng, your strength, in the mysterious disciple of Xuanzhen Shengzong, can be ranked in the first five or six. But compared with the ten-day talent of the Holy Land, there are still some gaps. In the 'half gods' remnant, Zhongda has Harvest, still not enough..."

Duanmu Qingzheng said.

Zhao Feng listened and did not object.

Just in that battle, his purple squalor, at the highest, has already played six or seven percent.

The true disciple of the Holy Land, Xiaodan Yuanjing has such strength, the genius of the Great Dan, the ten days of the Holy Land, the strength is even more unpredictable.

"Before you leave, these three things are for you, maybe it will help you."

In the hands of Duanmuqing, a wooden box appeared.

Zhao Feng took the wooden box and opened it. There were two books and a jade bottle.

In the jade bottle, there is a "crystal dan" with a large thumb, an elliptical shape, and a transparent body like a crystal, which exudes a majestic atmosphere and even brings a slight oppression to Zhao Feng.

"This is a crystal dan, which helps Xiao Dan to reach the peak of the Yuan Dynasty and attack the great Dan Yuan." Originally, with your cultivation, it is not enough to use this Dan. But the teacher discovered that the Dan nucleus in your body, Already presenting crystallization, this Dan will be used in advance, and may have a good effect."

Duanmu Qing smiled.

"Chemical Dan?"

Zhao Feng can't help but have a hint of excitement. The value of this Dan, he has heard about it. In the virtual sea hall, there is no price.

Next.

His gaze was fixed on two books.

In one of the secrets, there are four words: "The Secret of the Mind."

"what"

Zhao Feng couldn’t help but be surprised. What is the relationship between this secret and the “Mindful Remnants” that he got in the past?

"Oh, this "The Secret of the Ming Dynasty" is what I used to do from the death of the Great Emperor, where it was traded, involving his core shackles..."