King of Gods

Meow meow

The little thief who is slightly larger than the palm of the hand, waving the "sacred scepter", dancing and arrogant, looks like a little **** stick.

now.

No one in the audience can ignore this little point, because it also has the ability to communicate with the evil spirits.

In this respect, it does not lose to the previous Snake Grand Priest.

The leaders of the three ancestors, Yan Chaozhi, Zipao Youth, Kong Feizhen, Fei Lao and others, are a pair of squatting appearances.

In particular, Yan Chaozhi and Zipao youth did not understand the situation.

They don't want to, they just beat a big priest and there is another one.

"Zhao Feng"

The disciples of the sacred sects of the Holy Family, their eyes fell on the handsome young man.

There is no reason for him. The owner of this cat pet is Zhao Feng.

"Zhao Feng was really you..."

Not far from Nangong Sheng, his face showed a few serious and complicated emotions.

After seeing the "Little Thief Cat", Nangong Sheng has already grasped eighty-nine percent, and determined that this Zhao Feng is the original Zhao Feng.

As for Zhao Feng, how to become this appearance, he is still difficult to speculate.

"Zhao Feng and Nan Gong Sheng, is it known?"

The old people and disciples of Wan Shengzong have an incredible face.

To know.

Nangong Sheng is from the more remote Canghai, but is a true disciple of Samsung.

Look at the situation.

Nangong Sheng to Zhao Feng, there seems to be a kind of inexplicable caution and taboo.

"I didn't say no." Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

Nangong Shengyi.

In retrospect, when Zhao Feng was at the Terran site, he once answered: "Zhao Feng is my name."

Zhao Feng did not deny it, but he would not take the initiative to explain.

"This... what is going on here?"

The three talented elites, some can't touch the north.

Especially the disciples of Wan Shengzong, I am very surprised.

"This Zhao Feng..."

Kong Feizhen, Liu Tianfan, Huang Yunhu and others, staring at Zhao Feng.

They feel that this boy seems to be in a lot of fog, with all kinds of mystery.

嗒嗒

Zhao Feng is slow and goes to the altar of evil spirits.

In fact, the altar of evil spirits has been torn apart, but the core blood pool has not been destroyed.

"Zhao Feng..."

Nangong Sheng looked at the back of the boy, and he stopped.

At this moment, he has a lot of doubts in his heart.

In the land of Canghai, the prestige of "Zuo Yu Tian Jun" shocked the three spiritual sanctuaries.

The thrilling "death chase" was interpreted as a good story.

The Emperor of Death, but the oldest taboo of the land of the Canghai, even the Lord of the Lights, did not want to provoke him easily.

afterwards.

The elders of the Emperor Xuanzhen’s sect of the sacred sect of the sect of the sacred sect of the sacred sect of the sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sacred sac

If "Zuo Yu Tian Jun" is still in Canghai, even if it is the Lord, he will be polite to him.

Zhao Feng did not explain, slowly moving toward the blood pool.

噗通

Zhao Feng’s stature jumped into the blood pool under the pillar of evil spirits.

汩汩

In the blood pool, the blood of lavender washed the body of Zhao Feng, but it was not corroded by evil forces.

"This blood pool not only contains the power of pure and powerful blood, but also the power of evil spirits."

Zhao Feng is lying in the blood pool, enjoying the appearance.

Because, the little thief cat communicates the power of evil spirits through the evil spirit scepter; therefore, Zhao Feng will not be eroded by evil power.

If not.

Even if it is Xiao Dan Yuan Jing, jump into the blood pool, it will disappear in an instant.

Zhao Feng runs "Jin Kun Sheng Lei Body", through the blood pool and the power of Shen Jing, to strengthen the body.

The strength of the blood, the affinity with the human body is high, and the quenching effect is good.

Moreover, the power in this blood pool can not only strengthen the body, but also enhance the real yuan.

Before this.

Zhao Feng will pay attention to this blood pool.

Although the value of evil spirits is high, he is currently unable to ingest the power of Shenjing.

唰唰

Nangong Sheng and Sui Chaozhi, the genius of the two kings, leapt to the blood pool.

Yan Chaozhi glanced at Zhao Feng in the blood pool and went to Nangong Shengtou to look for it.

On the strength, Nangong Sheng is still slightly better than him.

But looking at the situation, Nangong Sheng has an inexplicable caution and taboo against this young boy in the Xiaodan Yuanjing.

"Zhao Feng, this evil god, what are you going to do?"

Nangong Sheng finally opened.

This statement is out.

The presence of three genius elites, including the dynasty of the king’s territory, was a shock.

The strength of Nangong Sheng is naturally to be convinced.

His space talents and secrets, and even the power of the sacred sacred swords, are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

however.

At the moment, in the distribution of "Evil God Crystal", Nangong Sheng has to consult Zhao Feng.

"The blood pool belongs to me; the evil **** crystal, for me at present, has no use. But whoever can help me get the purple lion lion nucleus carried by the monk king, I will try my best to help him get the evil spirit crystal."

Zhao Feng is a slow road.

He had some thoughts and decided to give up the evil spirits.

The first point.

The sacred sacred gimmick is too big, it is the crystal of the gods, and it is a hot potato.

At present, Zhao Feng is at most contending with the strength of the king, or life-saving, and does not want to be the target of public criticism.

Second point.

The power contained in the evil spirits is too high to be absorbed, and it is useless to hold it in a short time.

There is another important point.

The power in the evil spirits is already impure, in which evil is born and polluted.

In contrast.

In the blood pool, some Shenjing forces are also incorporated, which are easy to absorb and can enhance the strength of Zhao Feng.

There is also a third point, the acquisition of evil spirit crystal is extremely difficult

When Zhao Feng entered the altar of the evil spirits, he tried it with the eyes of the gods.

This evil **** crystal has a powerful anti-phagic power.

"This Zhao Feng is not the general intelligence. In one sentence, the most practical blood pool is taken down, and the hot evil crystal is given to others."

Feeling old eyes flashing.

In the moment, no one dares to compete with Zhao Feng for the blood pool.

After all, his cat pet, replacing the former Snake Man priest, was able to communicate the power of evil spirits.

Again.

Nangong Sheng’s cautious awe of Zhao Feng’s attitude makes him even more unspeakable among the people.

"it is good."

Nangong Sheng first agreed.

He is taking a space together, not a vein of refining, and the temptation of blood pool power is not great.

Yan Chaozhi, as well as the genius elite of the "Golden Temple", was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Hey brother, we are so cheap, give the benefits of the blood pool to him?"

A few true disciples behind him, a look of unwillingness.

Yan Chaozhi’s gaze swept Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng and remained silent for the time being.

The situation at this time.

Nangong Sheng is completely on the side of Zhao Feng; the little thief cat has become the great priest of the altar of evil spirits.

"This brother, you can count as you speak; who can help you get the nucleus of the purple lion, and help those who get evil spirits?"

A white-and-half-step king in the Divine Hall, staring at Zhao Feng in the blood pool.

"Of course, I will not stop others from getting evil spirits. However, I will only try to help, and I am not sure that I will get the evil spirits."

Zhao Feng replied.

When this statement came out, there were three on the field, and someone tried to get the evil **** crystal.

As a result, these people failed one by one, and even suffered from the evil spirits.

Wow

The white-shouldered half-step king spit out a blood on the spot. The rest of the people who tried, how many ate some dark losses

The most miserable one was directly bombarded by the power of the evil god, and passed out on the spot.

Zhao Feng lies in the blood pool, and the corner of his mouth evokes a touch of play.

This evil **** crystal is not an ordinary crystal.

It is said that it was formed by the sacred god's "power of God". Now it has been born with evil spirits, possessing the ability to circumvent the outside world and counter the outside world.

The scepter in the hand of the little thief cat is inlaid with a purple blood jewel. In fact, it is a piece of the best elemental spar that has been assimilated by the evil spirits. It is refined by special means and keeps in touch with the mother and the evil spirits.

汩汩

Zhao Feng lies in the blood pool, through the power of blood and Shenjing, to quench the body and enhance the real yuan.

唰唰唰

In front of Zhao Feng, there were dark Leimu, Yinfengzhu, Wuyun Shuilingcao and so on.

A dazzling time, most of the time has passed.

During this period, many of the three great genius elites have special self-defense ability, and no one can succeed in trying to acquire Shenjing.

Nangong Shengpan sat in the same place, did not try.

When he first arrived, he tried to acquire the "evil **** crystal" and suffered a strong counterattack.

The dynasty of the Earthly Temple, secretly sent people to find the traces of the king of the monks.

"Zhao Feng, I am going to take the nucleus of the purple lion."

Nangong Sheng Station got up.

At this moment, he has recovered his vitality, and his body shape has disappeared from the altar of evil spirits.

"Hey brother, that Nangong Sheng has gone. Now, it is a good opportunity to start the kid."

The Temple of the Earth, a true disciple proposed.

Yan Chaozhi stood in the same place and looked deeply at Zhao Feng in the blood pool.

"This brother, if you are alone, Zhao is not your opponent."

Zhao Feng smiled and looked at him.

This statement is out.

Yan Chaozhi’s face was twitching.

The rest, the three strong disciples, are a weird look.

How can such an opponent deliberately expose himself to the strength of the other party.

The more this is the case, the more worried and worried the mind is.

I think that Nangong San is very cautious about this young boy, with a complex look that is awkward and fearful, and he has no bottom in his heart.

"Go, go find the king of the monk."

Under the command of Yan Chaozhi, he led a team of people to search for the king of the monks.

In this dungeon, where you can get resources, you can not only have this evil spirit, but also many areas that you can explore.

汩汩

Zhao Feng was lying in the blood pool and couldn't help but shake his head.

What he said just now did not deceive the dynasty.

Zhao Feng is now at the level of the soul, which is similar to the king of the virtual gods; he is still relaxed under the king.

However, Sui Chaozhi is the king of the genius of the Imperial League, and his combat power is superb.

If it is a single fight, Zhao Feng may have the ability to save his life, but the odds are really small.

In the blood pool.

Zhao Feng’s cultivation is in the obvious improvement.

Dark Leimu, Yinfengzhu, Wuyun Shuiling three kinds of precious materials, after the consumption is completed, its repair is already approaching the late stage of Xiaodan Yuanjing.

And the blood and the crystal power contained in the blood pool have a lot of room for improvement for his holy body and the real yuan.

The same moment.

Some disciples of Wan Shengzong, some dissatisfied.

"This Zhao Feng, even the power of a person to swallow the blood pool, is really selfish."

"He has that ability, but he doesn't help our own sects, to steal Ef,"...

Several disciples and seniors were very dissatisfied and decided to teach Zhao Feng.