One thousand six hundred and twenty nine chapters: the myth that can be cut
They were all salivating as if they had seen a rare treasure.
Looking at Chu Feng in blood, he showed greedy eyes.
I can't wait to swallow it completely.
"You don't have any grudge against them, do you?" Chu Feng's heart moved and he asked. Such a sight is too rare.
As other people walked past this place, countless flowers were scattered, but when Chu Feng in blood came, he directly attracted everyone's attention.
"That's right."
Blood-clothed Chu Feng said calmly.
Zheng!
On the road to rebirth, countless flowers bloomed, and vines were like divine weapons, piercing through the void and stabbing straight at them.
Thousands of them all burst out, killing Chu Feng in blood.
Each one is very powerful, like the Peerless Saint King, erupting with all his strength. When gathered together, the power is even more amazing, sealing off the world!
"You dare to stop me?"
Blood-clothed Chu Feng has no fear.
Holding the eternal sword energy in his hand, he stepped out with one step and slashed down in the air. The supreme sword energy tore the void apart.
Keng!
With a sweep of sword energy, thousands of vines were cut off instantly.
In the eyes of the blood-clothed Chu Feng, an evil light flickered, and he strode forward with an unrivaled coldness!
"Do we need to take action?" Chu Tian said, fighting spirit surging.
After all, Chu Feng in Blood Clothes was using Chu Feng's body. He was a little worried that if something went wrong with this body, it would be bad.
"Need not!"
Blood-clothed Chu Feng waved his hands, confident, his eyes were extremely cold, and he walked into the middle area, striding very domineeringly, not caring about the remnant souls of these mythical creatures in his eyes.
"boundary!"
Deeper, there are the remnants of the soul that devoured the Holy King, flowers bloom, totems manifest, and countless forms are imprinted.
Some look like ancient divine rocs, but they have six heads.
The race is very strange, the totem is luminous, and it is extremely ancient. He actually looks like a real person. He takes a powerful shot and shoots out the terrifying shadow of six-headed rocs, roaring in the sky and the earth. With one mouthful, he can refine a whole world!
"How dare you take action!"
Blood-clothed Chu Feng looked over indifferently, waving the eternal sword energy.
boom!
This ancient road is swaying. With a holy king-level body and the brand of blood-clothed human skin, his strength is terrifying at the moment, not weaker than the top combat power!
"Roar!"
In fact, not only that mythical remnant soul, but also a large number of mythical remnant souls not far away were roaring and going crazy.
There is a totem that looks like an ancient bull, with a golden luster flowing out of it, as if it were made of gold. It is very strange to see a person standing upright and sitting cross-legged in the mountains and rivers, wearing a Taoist robe.
The flower where he was, a scene of mountains and rivers appeared, and the remaining soul was sitting upright, as if he had attained enlightenment.
Golden yellow luster, very dazzling.
Chu Feng's heart moved.
Could this creature be the ancestor of the former Golden King or even the Golden Bull and other extraterrestrial creatures?
"Swallow you and make up for me!"
This magical being with flowing gold raised its head and roared, proudly roaring out a huge golden figure that shone for thousands of miles.
The number of totem figures like this is staggering.
There are hundreds of them, all of them have recovered a lot of strength, and they immediately take action to kill the blood-clothed Chu Feng and seize his flesh, blood, soul, etc.!
Boom boom boom!
Here, the heaven and earth are shaking and surging, and the fluctuations of power are like the sea of gods sweeping across. They are all totems in the sky, reflecting the figures of mythical creatures from the past.
"Ancestor!"
"Really an ancestor!"
There were creatures from outside the territory who were in pain and roaring, and they felt the feeling coming from their blood.
These are their ancestors, with similar blood flowing in their bodies!
boom!
The sky exploded, and the earth here seemed to be cracking open. Countless ancient totems swept across the sky, covering the sky.
"court death!"
The blood-clothed Chu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly. He was too powerful. He harnessed the eternal sword energy and climbed up with a roar. He rushed into the void and slashed at the boundless totem figure.
He is full of murderous intent, he is too strong.
Walking in mid-air, swinging a sword, cutting off all things, killing the sky.
Blood-clothed Chu Feng wielded his sword, wielding one sword at a time, wielding unparalleled sword light, and killed them forcefully. It was as if he was innately restraining these creatures!
"It's too fierce!"
"I'm walking alone and want to sweep through?"
Many people were stunned.
This is something that gives even the powerful Saint Kings a headache and makes them feel extremely troublesome.
As a result, Chu Feng in blood was going to be killed with one man and one sword?
Buzz!
There were totem flowers flickering, and the mythical creature among them had a distorted face and struggled for a moment. At the moment when his totem figure was chopped into pieces, his body swayed, driving the flowers here to bury them deep into the earth and hide them.
But.
Blood-clothed Chu Feng didn't give him this chance at all.
He let out a long roar, the divine sound penetrated his ears, was sharp and boundless, and pierced the sky.
As the bloody clothes rolled around, he flew away instantly.
Phew!
Above the eternal sword energy, a layer of blood mist emerged, coming from the blood-clothed Chu Feng's body, covering the sword energy, and with a single stroke of the sword, it landed on a flower.
moment.
On top of it, there were shrill screams. The totem sitting cross-legged inside, the remnant soul of the mythical creature, was cut off, and the scars spread and could not be healed!
"no, do not want!"
The mythical creature kept wailing. In this world, they were almost immortal. Unless the mythical creature could kill them, they could not be killed.
But at this moment.
An accident happened. Chu Feng in blood-clothed clothes strode forward. It was too cold. He struck one sword at a time. Wherever he passed, the myths were withering and the remaining souls were dying!