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Chapter Four Hundred and Sixty Five: Good Fortune

boom!

Dust splashes.

Wang Ao reached out with his hand and punched him.

He faced Gu Tianyun's fists head-on, his fists were stern, and blood splattered. However, after being hit one after another, his figure couldn't stop retreating.

"Ants!"

"If I hadn't been careless, I would have killed you like a dog!"

Wang Ao was furious.

The long hair turned into blood and flew.

Due to his carelessness, he was at a disadvantage and was suppressed. He was forcefully repelled by this group of ants whose cultivation levels were many times lower than his own.

"pity!"

"Do you think we will give you this opportunity?"

The Saint of Thieves spoke out, her voice was pleasant, but in Wang Ao's ears, it was like a demon whispering, and he raised his head in horror.

Above mid-air.

The ancient book of creation opens and closes.

Inside, there are mysterious divine patterns criss-crossing each other. The Saint of Thieves has clear eyes and a graceful figure. She moves her lotus steps slightly, with the ancient book of creation above her head. She walks forward with a pair of lotus-rooted arms shuttled through the sky, creating a path.

The mysterious and unpredictable lines of Tao.

"There is a way to steal a door, and it is called good fortune!"

"Borrow Prajna and ask for the emperor's power!"

She whispered, and the glare in her eyes became more and more intense. The next moment, the ancient book of creation was turning, and the paper was flying rapidly. On a certain page, there was a golden dragon imprint of the Supreme Heavenly Skill on it.

then.

The saint who stole the door walked out in one step.

Her palm was gentle, and she smacked it down in the air, but there was a terrifying aura of the imperial way, which suppressed the eight wastelands, and moved with it. Three long golden dragons roared out along the palm prints. The aura of the imperial way was unparalleled in the world.

Able to crush all evil spirits and be extremely righteous and awe-inspiring!

"Huang Ji Tian Kung?"

"You are a member of the royal family? Can you be a famous princess who can practice such heavenly skills? But you shouldn't! In this era, we have not heard of any royal princess who is qualified to enter the ultimate realm of honoring the emperor!"

"wrong!"

Wang Ao's expression changed drastically, "Steal the door!"

"You are the one who stole the sect! This is not the Supreme Heavenly Art, but the Good Fortune Heavenly Art!"

He suddenly realized, and at the same time, he became more and more eager for the ancient book of creation!

Ancient Book of Creation.

The power of creation!

This is the rumored treasure and secret of the Thief Sect. The former is said to be able to imprint all the phenomena in the world, and the latter is said to be able to imprint all the methods in the world and create all the phenomena. It can learn any kind of method! As long as you master these two things, then the world

As long as he is strong enough, he can master all kinds of magic, whether it is the supreme heavenly skill or the magic of the gods!

"The sea of ​​blood is overwhelming!"

Wang Ao roared, his long bloody hair flying.

The blood-clothed clothes all around him made a roaring noise, and as he roared, his other hand suddenly shot out, turning into a palm print, and slapped it in the air. Faced with the Emperor's Heavenly Skill performed by the Stealing Saint, there was a scene of a sea of ​​blood rushing from the void.

, surged out, and the sea of ​​blood covered the sky and the sun!

Wow!

The sea of ​​blood intertwined with the golden dragon.

Endless impacts spread in all directions.

It's shaking here too.

"Chu Feng!" The Thief Saint's face turned pale.

She used the ancient book of creation and the secret method of stealing the sect to activate the most powerful killing martial arts in thousands of years, the power of the Supreme Heavenly Kung Fu. However, this is not within her control after all. Moreover, the ancient books and the Heavenly Kungfu are incomplete, and their power is not as powerful as that of Zhendong King.

The gap between her and Wang Ao's realm is huge, and she can't suppress her for long!

The voice fell.

Wang Ao's heart moved.

A sense of crisis suddenly emerged from his heart.

look up.

The gods are so powerful that they patrol the nine heavens!

Under the divine light, Chu Feng wore a mask, like a god. All over his body, the divine energy surged. From the years, he summoned the form of a god. A big hand with bright divine light directly reached over and passed through

He broke into the sea of ​​blood and pressed down on Wang Ao's head!

"God's magic!"

"Are you from the Ji family?"

Wang Ao's eyes were full of disbelief.

It's not just him.

Even the Saint of Thieves was slightly stunned! Chu Feng, actually knows the magic of the gods? Moreover, the god's figure is condensed, with the sun and moon above his head, the stars under his feet, and the divine wheel reflecting behind his head. This... is actually complete

God's magic!

If the Stealing Saint hadn't known Chu Feng's identity, she would have suspected that the one she was cooperating with was really an unparalleled evildoer from the Ji family!

"The treasure of the gods, the inheritance of the sword demon!"

"What a Ji family!"

"It seems that we underestimated you after all! The world only thinks that the Ji family is the lackeys of the Third Prince's Palace. Unexpectedly, there is such a big killer hidden behind the scenes!"

"So it seems that the young prince of the Third Prince's Palace was really killed by your Ji family?"

Wang Ao's eyes were filled with light.

Chu Feng was silent.

He cast the divine magic, and a mighty divine light emerged. The divine figure covered the sky with his big hands, holding down Wang Ao. At the same time, it blocked his vision. Wang Ao did not see the heavenly demon above Chu Feng's head.

The cave sky and the thunder cave sky complement each other.

"cut!"

The sound is like thunder.

Buzz buzz!

From behind Chu Feng, eight Heavenly Demon Sword Mountains emerged.

Zheng!

Chu Feng raised his other hand slightly, and the form of the god shrouding his body also moved with it.

The ancient sword of Zhan Dao was slowly unsheathed.

This scene.

Weird and scary!

The ancient god holds a magic sword in one hand! Want to kill a blood god?


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