Through constant fragmentation, the hidden dangers in the body are forced out, thereby perfecting oneself.
Various physical collisions broke out here, and the three people fought for an unknown amount of time.
They were all extremely tired and breathing heavily.
But Chu Feng's state was actually improving. After the Heavenly Demon Sword Lotus shrank to its extreme, it expanded infinitely. A large amount of the aura of heaven and earth in the four directions of heaven and earth was swallowed up.
It was like he turned into a whirlpool, and every punch and kick was very ordinary.
But it gives people a feeling that it can smash mountains into pieces.
boom!
finally.
Chu Feng's fist seal vibrated out, his figure moved, and a sharp edge erupted from his fist.
The Demonic Sword Qi can be absorbed into almost every drop of flesh and blood in the body.
Every drop of blood becomes sword energy.
Contained in it, in the constant destruction and recovery, it is becoming more and more condensed and consolidated, and it is incorporated into it.
Like water and milk blending together.
Every strike he makes has an edge, as if the devil's sword energy is exploding.
puff!
As the fists and seals clashed, the Golden Holy Son was stained with blood and flew backwards.
His physical body could not bear it, and the golden holy blood splashed out, falling from mid-air, covering Chu Feng's entire body.
At the same time, Holy Son Douzhan also turned pale.
The sword is shattered and the halberd is broken.
His body was covered with scars that could not be healed.
Even the holy blood can no longer bring back the glory of the past. Those ancient figures are dissipating and receding. His breath is no longer enough to bring them back.
This state is very scary.
He felt himself extremely weak.
The holy blood was splashed, and together with the golden holy blood, it colored Chu Feng's body.
"Bathe in the holy blood and achieve invincibility!"
Chu Feng roared lowly.
His long hair is flying, bathed in the holy blood, and his body is shining and constantly strengthening.
The divinity surging within it submerged into the body, repairing the wounds, making up for the hidden dangers of the past, and helping the sword energy blend with flesh and blood.
When the holy blood poured into his body, he felt that his foundation was being lifted to the extreme.
The realm never increases, but once you leave this place.
Chu Feng felt that his strength must be improving.
Bath in holy blood.
Use this thing as a resource for your own practice.
Such a feat cannot be enjoyed by even the top geniuses from the four great dynasties.
and.
This is not an ordinary holy blood, but an existence that ranks extremely high among all races outside the territory.
"Chu Feng!"
The Golden Son roared.
But it's useless.
Chu Feng's fist seals exploded, and he suppressed it with a punch, directly smashing his body into a rain of blood all over the sky.
They were scattered one after another and could no longer be reorganized and aggregated.
As a half-step king, the alien monster can heal with difficulty as long as he does not suffer too terrible injuries.
The vitality is extremely tenacious.
But at this moment, even the Golden Holy Son was unable to heal and fell directly. The golden holy blood was splashed like rain.
"Chu Feng, no!"
"I am willing to surrender and be your slave forever and ever!"
Saint Son Douzhan stood up with difficulty. Seeing such a scene, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
But in the end, he spoke out and actually wanted to surrender. He was shocked by Chu Feng's strength and did not dare to fight.
However, Chu Feng took a step forward, and the sword light swept across his eyes. He directly punched out like a heavy sword, directly smashing the body of Saint Son of War into powder.
The two incomparable saint sons, at this moment, both fell.
The entire cemetery fell into a brief silence, as if there was a touch of desolation lingering here.
It was like feeling silent mourning and misery for these two peerless monsters.
Chu Feng gasped for breath.
He was equally exhausted.
He was severely injured, but in the end he became extremely ferocious and forcibly killed two unparalleled saints. He bathed in the holy blood and allowed his body and sword energy to completely blend together.
But there are countless wounds on himself.
Each of them almost pierced through the body. Even if these two saints were exhausted, they were just as terrifying, leaving him with a lot of wounds that were difficult to heal.
If it weren't for the mysterious Heavenly Demon Sword Sutra and his own will, he would be strong enough.
The outcome of this battle is hard to say.
"call!"
Chu Feng fell to the ground, breathing heavily. His body was healing rapidly, and his sharpness remained intact, but he wanted to return to his full strength.
too difficult.
"Such an injury has left the blood lines of the Golden Son and the Fighting Son in the body. It is very difficult to eliminate them. The wounds are being pulled at any time and are difficult to heal. They need to be erased!"
"Within three months, even if you leave this place, it will be difficult to return to your strongest state!"
"The strength will be greatly reduced."
There must be gains and losses.
Chu Feng was very indifferent to this.
Fortunately, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages. As long as the injury recovers, his strength will reach a higher level. Even if he is only at the sixth level of Dongtian, he will be enough to fight against the eighth or even ninth level of Dongtian.
And at this time.
I don't know whether it was because of the battle between the three geniuses or the fall of the two unparalleled saints. Blood rained down, and the palace-shaped stone door of the tomb suddenly let out a huge roar.
"The tomb is open?"
"Is it because the blood aura of the two holy sons, like a sacrifice, made Shimen feel something?"