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Chapter 1422: Black Mist

In this battlefield of all realms, there is something strange everywhere.

The creatures who died in battle.

Never completely died.

As long as there are residual bodies left, they will be attracted!

Able to fight again.

Forget it, everyone's saint realm has also undergone great changes.

They can even be connected and brought together into one.

This is too strange!

Chu Feng's heart moved slightly.

now.

The physical bodies of many saints have been slaughtered.

After their demise, their origins have been extracted.

But I don’t know why, but it can still activate the corresponding power of the Holy Path.

Very strange.

"There are not only geniuses from ancient history, but also masters from the modern world!"

Chu Feng stared, everyone took action, the realms intertwined, and the shadows of large tombs and ancient tombs overlapped one another.

From the ancient ways they operate.

You can see where this group of people came from.

Some come from this world and are descendants of one of the top sects.

He even had a relationship with Chu Feng.

"kill!"

The crowd roared. The gray-black air waves undulated into mountains.

They took action directly.

Lost the will and thoughts of the past.

Only the instinct to kill remains.

boom!

The dilapidated large tombs and ancient tombs stretch across one side, extremely ancient.

The surging power vibrated, and there seemed to be invisible pressure between heaven and earth.

This made it difficult for Chu Feng to move.

at the same time.

In the deepest part of this mountain and river, screams are still echoing.

The aura of the saint is disappearing rapidly.

It will be severely weakened.

Someone has already died and will die again.

Chu Feng's eyes narrowed, he stopped thinking and took action as well.

With a movement of his body, his hands opened and closed, the four emperors' dharma appeared.

This is the imperial law of the Wang family.

Very extraordinary.

The four great emperors have different shapes across the sky.

Some are patrolling the sky, some are roaring proudly, some are bowing their heads, and some are looking from afar.

The four figures moved together, shattering the world.

Chu Feng held the ancient seal with both hands.

Wow!

One of the figures shot out directly and blasted into the vast field.

The big hand moved and formed into a fist, swinging the ancient imperial fist.

The fist light broke through the air, and under Chu Feng's urging, it became extremely powerful.

at the same time.

The remaining three great emperor figures also acted together.

To suppress the Eight Desolations, some held divine tactics, while others evolved monstrous ancient methods.

Buzz!

The world here exploded.

Chu Feng alone was able to overwhelm these dozen or so powerful saints who had already been killed once.

"Since it has died, don't revive it again!"

Chu Feng's eyes were cold.

He stepped into the void and struck out with each punch, and the aura of the emperor stirred up in the sky.

boom!

One punch directly penetrated the body of a saint.

Blast it apart.

Then, with another punch, he strangled a strong saint.

The palm technique is also slapping, creating a huge wave of imperial light.

He walked with long strides.

One of the great emperor figures charged into the fields of large tombs and ancient tombs.

This should be a projection.

Very special.

It reflects part of the strength, and among them, there is a faint figure, as if trying to get up from a big tomb or an ancient tomb.

Want to recover.

Want to fight!

boom!

In just a few dozen breaths, the dust exploded.

The mountains shook.

Chu Feng swept across and shattered all the fleshy bodies.

The divine light above his head expanded and was replenished.

Move forward again.

Crossed several black mountains and rivers.

finally.

Chu Feng stepped into the deepest part.

There is a large amount of mist surging here, and even the perception of the Holy Soul level cannot penetrate into it.

"The movement of the ancient flawless tree is even louder!"

Chu Feng whispered.

He strode across the sky and strode forward in the void.

The black mist swept across, too cold, covering one side.

"Help, help!"

Suddenly, a cry of surprise came out.

"Is there anyone alive?" Chu Feng's eyes narrowed.

He followed the sound.

The next moment, a figure came out of the black mist.

He was very embarrassed and his face was pale. He was an eighth-level saint warrior.

The body was broken and only one breath remained.

"Quick, let's go!" This eighth-level saint staggered towards Chu Feng.

However.

When he was about to get close, Chu Feng struck out fiercely and punched him.

The overwhelming sword energy is contained in both fists, like two shocking ancient swords, erupting in an instant.

at the same time.

The figure of this saint also moved and actually came out.

His body was twisting and turning, not really alive.

Actually.

There is a root that has penetrated into the body and is actually controlling this physical body!

boom!

Chu Feng's fist struck hard.

The body shook and exploded on the spot.

In an instant, it turned into dust.

in.

Those roots are like a devil's claw, very strange.

"Is this an ancient tree that grew out of the flesh and blood of creatures from the mythical era?"

"It is really strange to become the bloodline of gods and demons and occupy this area!"

Chu Feng pondered.

He has reached the eighth level of sainthood and has no fear.

He raised his hand and struck with a horizontal slash. The sword energy flashed and cut off the roots.

in vivo.

The flawless ancient tree shook.

I have endless interest in these bloodlines.

"Go deeper, this is not the place where it itself resides!"

Chu Feng's eyes flashed.

Compared with others, he has unique advantages.

There is a flawless ancient tree in the body, which can capture the breath of the blood of gods and demons.

Although it is not clear and detailed, it can be roughly reflected.

Buzz!

As he walked forward, Chu Feng stared.

The sword energy in his body escaped, leaving a trace of his sword spirit in every inch of land he walked on.

He was walking forward, and when a soft sound came out, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

From the black mist.

There is a figure flickering.

"Great Samsara Boxing Technique!"

Sudden.

The black mist was torn apart.

There was a figure in a well-dressed outfit, who took a step forward and suddenly appeared.

The posture is too proud.

An ancient totem is carved all over his body.

His eyes were empty and he looked like a middle-aged man.

Buzz!

The moment the black mist shattered, he came in an instant, forming fists with his hands and surrounding them with a series of haloes of light.

Fighting around.

"Ninth Grade Saint!"

"Has a strong man of the ninth level of saint fallen here?"

Chu Feng's mind moved.

He stepped on his feet and flickered from where he was.

The Four Emperors activated their Dharma, and like an unparalleled war emperor, they struck out with their fists and directly attacked him.

"This is a master of the ancient sect and reincarnation sect in this world!"

"Unexpectedly, I came here, reached the ninth level of a saint, and had a celestial posture. I overcame the biggest problem, but I fell here!"

Chu Feng's heart flashed.

The two of them punched each other and retreated.

But.

At this time, there were still many figures flashing in the black mist.

"Tian Zong Martial Arts!"

An old voice came.

A thin arm tore through the drowsiness.

He was an old man, with white hair hanging down, and his eyes were very hollow.

Godless.

It has lost its vitality, but it inspires the ancient methods of saints, which are deduced by oneself and the supreme method of stepping into the holy way.

His hands spread out as if they stretched across the heaven and earth.

During the operation, it pulls a large area of ​​heaven and earth, like a divine bird, it wants to move across the nine heavens!

Tear!

With a flash of light, the old man struck out.

He came from the black mist. Although he was old, his speed was extremely terrifying.

Martial arts fight, tearing the sky apart.

He intertwined his hands, and a large amount of saint power surged, and he turned out to be a strong man of the eighth level of saint!

"They died, but they were not controlled by the power of this world. Instead, they were controlled by the blood of gods and demons here!"

Chu Feng's pupils shrank.

A large amount of energy surged out of his body.

The four emperors' Dharma appears across the sky.

boom!

The two are at odds with each other.

The void seemed to be distorted, and the impact of the four emperors' dharma and ancient martial arts was astonishing!

And at this time.

Whoosh whoosh!

In the black mist, not far away, it was impossible to see the scene inside.

but.

Chu Feng's expression was very solemn.

His powerful holy soul escaped, and it was possible to vaguely capture nearly ten figures standing in the black mist.

Flashing.

All around!


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