A strong Saint King can create a small world with just a few gestures.
Anyone who becomes a Saint King can be regarded as having the highest level of combat power, whether at the end of the road or on the battlefield of all realms.
and.
Reaching such a level and being able to travel thousands of miles at the snap of a finger is very scary.
A single movement of the Saint King's origin can destroy the heaven and the earth.
Almost the moment they appear, even if they are far apart, they can catch up in the blink of an eye.
The most terrifying thing is.
Someone among them recognized Chu Feng.
Thousands of tribes from outside the territory and powerful enemies from the end of the road, the foundation-level holy king, are coming with a bang.
Blocking the sky, time and space seemed to be frozen.
Chu Feng's figure was frozen in mid-air.
The treasure of the Red King is ahead.
But.
He couldn't step in, the air was blocked, and he was locked directly by at least three holy kings.
This is scary!
Many people were frightened and trembling all over.
The pressure of the Holy King swept across, and it was extremely terrifying.
Moreover, it is not just one statue, but three.
This is even more terrifying.
"Here for Chu Feng, the Holy King, if he reaches the extreme, he can reach the emperor realm, which is the level closest to the great emperor!"
"Among these people, there are three holy kings who harbor murderous intentions, and there are a few others who are probably also very interested!"
"The Heavenly Demon Sword Sutra is related to the Heavenly Demon Sword Mountain and is expected to achieve the imperial realm."
"Who is not moved? Especially the powerful Saint King!"
Everyone spoke up and their eyes changed.
The three holy kings are directly sealing the void and are about to come.
Even if it's only a short distance apart.
However, Chu Feng was unable to break into the Red King's treasure at all, as it was blocked.
He was blocked outside, but the three holy kings were ahead of him, trying to catch up.
"Still unable to enter?"
The curtain of the Red King's treasure was wrapped up by the qi of the great saint kings.
Prevent him from choosing this place to escape.
Once you enter the Red King's Treasure.
There are too many variables.
These three holy kings were very rational and blocked them directly. With Chu Feng's power, even if they were submerged in the mountains and forests, it would be difficult to escape.
Chu Feng gritted his teeth and paused with the sword box on his back.
boom!
He turned around, turned around in an instant, and rushed into the forest.
Almost as soon as he caught the blockade, he turned around and reacted.
Who dares to confront the three holy kings who harbor murderous intentions?
"Why!"
"That's the Holy King. It's useless for us to take action!"
Murong Qianqian and others gritted their teeth, their faces pale and weak.
The Holy King takes action, who dares to stop him?
boom!
The sky roared, and three majestic figures appeared under the Red King's treasure.
Among these three people, there is a strong Lu Jin who is wearing a battle armor.
There are also alien creatures with strange shapes and ferocious looks.
They were side by side, moving too fast, as if they had stepped out of nothingness, and appeared here in one step.
"It seems that I can't enter the Red King's treasure after all?"
Chu Feng's eyes were heavy.
He was blocked several times and became very angry.
But helpless.
It triggered a great terror, and even the Holy Kings took action.
He couldn't resist. If he stayed, the outcome would be almost certain.
boom!
Three holy kings came. One of them looked like an ancient beast. Standing upright, he looked ferocious and terrifying.
His pair of eyes penetrated the sky, saw through the ancient trees in the mountains, and landed on Chu Feng.
"The Heavenly Demon Sword Sutra is related to the hope of becoming an emperor."
"Don't miss it!"
He was very confident, raised his hand to grab it, and the Holy King's origin moved.
Buzz!
The void cracked.
The mountain forest area that Chu Feng submerged was directly divided from the earth.
cut off.
This is the Holy King. With every movement of his hand, he can control the galaxy and tear apart the world.
There is a huge palm, covering thousands of miles, and the palm prints are slapped.
Bang!
The mountains and rivers are rolling, and the big hands cover the sky. It is so vast.
In the mountain forest, Chu Feng's demon spread its wings and flew away. He sensed a huge crisis.
The palm prints cover the sky, and the Holy King's origin and ultimate power are stirring mightily.
That big hand divided the earth, held it in one hand, and suppressed it, giving people a sense of despair.
"Holy King, the existence closest to the realm of the strongest, even if it is only a small success, it is too scary!"
All over the mountains and rivers, countless people screamed and did not dare to move.
When meeting the Holy King, there is only respect and obedience.
Boom!
The mountains and forests are collapsing and exploding.
Chu Feng's reaction was terrifying enough, but he still couldn't escape!
His mind was shaken, and a big hand came down, covering the sky and the sun, as if it were a world of its own, pressing down, and the terrible pressure caused the nothingness to collapse.
"kill!"
Chu Feng let out a roar, and from the critical moment, he attacked with all his strength, his own swordsmanship boiling.
All the ancient swords turned into sword mountains and soared into the sky.
"If you don't become a holy king, you will always be an ant!"
"Are you worthy enough to compete with the king?"
The Holy King from outside the territory spoke indifferently.
He comes from an ancient ethnic group, looks like a human, but is extremely ferocious, with scales and armor intertwined all over his body, making him very towering and terrifying.
Named Linxin!
He is a very famous and powerful Saint King among all races!
Facing Chu Feng, he didn't hesitate at all and took action instantly!
boom!
The ancient sword soared into the sky, and the sword mountain shook the earth. It struck the Holy King and collided hard.
Chu Feng was stained with blood and his figure was flying upside down.
He vomited blood and his body was trembling. But the gap between the ninth-grade saint and the saint king was still too big!
Click!
The void collapsed, like a fault appeared, and it was sinking under a palm!