The trend of their hostility has changed drastically, and now they have a common and powerful enemy.
The streets crisscross.
Countless source lights shine brightly in an instant.
The great demon stands proudly on the ocean of demonic energy, covering the sky with his big hand. The demonic hand has revived, and there are ancient lines on it.
Interweaving vertically and horizontally.
With the completion of the demon body.
His strength has also increased rapidly, and at this moment, he is like the pinnacle of martial arts mythology.
There is a sense of transcendence and sanctity.
A war broke out here.
Even more splendid, the big devil is fighting alone against the heroes, his eyes are cold, and his magic power is running.
The light of the sky dimmed accordingly.
There are only countless great demon worlds left, floating and reflecting in the void.
And the other side.
Chu Feng is climbing a high mountain. The saint is immortal and breathless.
That high mountain seemed to have an ancient restriction, sealing away all directions. All power could not be used here.
Every step forward is very difficult.
The pressure of a saint is falling, and even the immortal body is collapsing.
The terrible pressure is daunting.
Bang!
After only walking a few dozen meters, Chu Feng's body exploded.
It turned into blood mist that filled the sky, and then reorganized again.
In front of him.
Both stone tablets and sarcophagi appear.
It turned into a shelter, emitting light to block these impacts.
But it's useless.
As he walked, Chu Feng's body couldn't stop being broken.
It is difficult to maintain the state of prosperity. This is the pressure of the saint. He is breathing and has died. His body is immortal and will last forever.
The pressure is as strong as ever.
Even just a little energy can make him explode.
A hair can manifest the world and crush the world.
"puff!"
Chu Feng's body was covered in cracks.
But he never stopped, his will was firm and unyielding.
Climb mountains without pause.
This was the opportunity created by the Great Demon for him to use his own power to stop the powerful ones.
"Forward!"
Chu Feng said to himself.
His eyes were firm and his face was extremely resolute.
The closer it gets.
He was even more shocked inside.
The saint's physical body was really breathing, his chest was rising and falling, and he was absorbing the power of heaven and earth, but it was different from that of a living being.
It's more like a human body, autonomously swallowing and swallowing.
Accommodate some power and maintain the original operation of the saint.
"Holy Soldier!"
The closer Chu Feng got, the more shocked he became.
This is not just a physical body.
But it is a holy weapon. After the saint dies, his origin is immortal. He actually refined himself into a divine weapon.
“Incredible!”
"Why would a saint king do this?"
Chu Feng exclaimed, his face full of shock and surprise.
That is Baoguang.
Only the most precious weapon can be used universally.
What is the purpose of refining oneself into a divine weapon?
and.
From this saint's body, Chu Feng sensed an aura that was different from the past.
It's very light, but blends well with its physical body.
"Forbidden breath!"
"Having forbidden blood is similar to the suppressive aura in the body of the previous generation of spell-devouring golden insects!"
"Promote longevity."
"It's like it contains endless vitality!"
Chu Feng looked moved.
From within the saint's physical body, a faint voice came, like a temptation.
It can make people immortal.
at the same time.
Through the physical divine weapon, one can vaguely see a halo of light floating in the saint's body.
Suppressed and unable to break free.
Chu Feng was extremely shocked.
A saint, at the expense of his body, was refined into a divine weapon. Could it be to suppress that aura?
The previous generation of spell-eating gold bugs.
Saint King!
The two worked together to suppress a complete and weak existence!
That should be God.
I don’t know which lineage of the most powerful person belongs to the nine forbidden bloods.
But one thing is for sure.
Such a being is so powerful that it is unimaginable that only the Saint King and the Dharma-devouring Golden Insect can suppress its broken soul and mutilated body.
Buzz!
finally.
When Chu Feng's body was riddled with holes.
When he climbed to the top of the mountain, the only cave opened and closed, blocking the pressure of the saint.
Under the suppression of stone tablets and sarcophagi.
Safe and sound, safe and sound appeared in front of the saint. He sat cross-legged, facing this physical body.
Saints cannot be insulted.
Even if it was Chu Feng, he had to be treated with respect.
"senior!"
He bowed respectfully, his eyes shining brightly.
now.
This physical body seemed to be feeling something. It took a breath, and the flying hair and the sage power suddenly stopped and stopped.
No longer suppress and block Chu Feng's approach.
Although he is dead, he seems to be alive.
Chu Feng's heart moved, and he was about to approach the saint's body, but suddenly.
brush!
A soft sound came out.
The saint's eyes opened and closed suddenly. They were a pair of golden eyes, full of energy.
The light shines brightly, reflecting endless divine glory.
Chu Feng was shocked.
"ten years!"
The saint's physical body is very gentle, and he speaks human words with soft words, which contain endless helplessness.
this moment.
Chu Feng was stunned.
He felt his scalp numb, because this physical body had refined him into a supreme holy weapon, judging from his current state.
He doesn't seem to be dead!
Not a single one died...the Saint King?
How can you not feel horrified when facing such an existence?
However.
The saint's physical body did not take action, but was very calm.
"When a saint dies, his origin will never be destroyed. It will take me ten more years to refine this remaining soul!"
"Ten years later, the original source will be available!"
His voice was not loud, but it was like thunder, echoing in Chu Feng's ears.
"What do you mean?" Chu Feng raised his eyes and felt a little incredible.
now.
The saint physically raised his hand and gently placed a finger on Chu Feng's eyebrows.
"look!"
"What are you looking at?" Chu Feng was surprised.