Xu Feng's eyes flashed, and when he regained his sight, he had already returned to the cave of Wanfa Sect.
"The world of inner demons..." Xu Feng had a strange look on his face.
I originally thought that the Inner Demon Realm was a ninth-level secret realm like the Jiuji Xuantian Secret Realm, but now it seems that is not the case!
The ceiling of combat power in the Jiuji Secret Realm is the ninth-level peak powerhouse. Even the ninth-level peak powerhouse who has evolved the realm is essentially different from the transcendent person.
In the secret realm of the Jiuji Xuantian World, there are many ninth-level peak experts who have evolved their realms. The powerful ninth-level peak monks even have the strength to compete with detached people, but they are not true detachments after all, and the ninth-level secret realm
, and it is impossible for a true transcendent person to appear.
With Xu Feng's current strength, it can be said that he can lie down in the ninth-level secret realm. Although he is only an eighth-level monk, with the blessing of the domain, his combat power can completely crush the ninth-level peak monk who has evolved the domain.
But in the world of inner demons, the moment he killed the inner demon king, Xu Feng felt the threat of death. Apparently there were more powerful inner demons rushing towards him. If he had not used the inner demon order, Xu Feng believed that he would have
With his strength, it is impossible to escape the pursuit of that unknown strong man!
"The world of inner demons is a big world that is no weaker than the real world..." A flash of understanding flashed in Xu Feng's eyes. Only in such a big world can the existence of transcendent people be possible.
"The materials have been collected. You can go to the Land of Destruction and use the sacred objects of the flame giant lineage to cast the evolutionary holy body..." Xu Feng looked at the hundreds of holy-level materials in the parcel column and the slowly rotating objects in the sea of consciousness.
Strange fire, a smile appeared on his face.
These are more than a hundred kinds of holy-level materials. Each kind of holy-level material can become the main material for forging holy-level equipment. In other words, Xu Feng now has more than a hundred pieces of holy-level equipment. In his previous life, this
It was something he couldn't even imagine.
"Back then, I paid almost all of my fortune for a professional staff, but now..." Xu Feng sighed, shook his head, and left the experience of his previous life behind.
A few months passed in a blink of an eye. Xu Feng practiced silently in Wanfa Sect, only increasing his calamity power from twenty-one calamities to thirty calamities, and at the same time raising his apostle experience to the peak of the eighth level.
The higher the calamity level, the greater the power of the various skills that Xu Feng has integrated into it. Now the power of Xu Feng's soul fire talisman can exceed 800,000 points. When he performs a barrage attack, thirty soul fire talismans are fired at once.
, the power is not much worse than the A-level forbidden spell in the previous life.
This is just an ordinary talisman attack, not to mention that Xu Feng also has more powerful skills.
At this time, Xu Feng somewhat understood why Master Knife Sharpener was so disdainful to understand the artistic conception, the path of the evolution field, and the line of knife sharpening. If he mastered the "Immortal Grinding Skill of Ten Thousand Tribulations", then he would only need to concentrate on improving his knives.
The higher the calamity level, the more common the skill, the more damage it can do to a forbidden spell. It feels like one calamity can break all the spells.
"It is not that easy for ordinary monks to increase their calamity power. It is good to be able to increase two or three levels a year..." Xu Feng thought to himself: "As an apostle of the secret realm, I also have the bug of 'Yuan Yangzi's Bond'
, if you concentrate on increasing the power of tribulation, you can increase it by one level in one day. It only takes three or four months to reach the power of a hundred tribulations, and it only takes three or four years to reach the power of a thousand tribulations..."
"With my current strength, once the calamity reaches a hundred calamities, the power of ordinary-level skills can be comparable to that of domain-level experts. Once it reaches a thousand calamities, a soul fire talisman can destroy the domain of domain-level experts. If that happens,
With the Evolutionary Holy Body, I can still stand at the top even among the transcendent ones!"
“The future is promising!”
Thinking of this, Xu Feng's heart was suddenly filled with pride.
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real world, dead man trench, mysterious cave
Aruba, the King of Destruction, is sitting on a boulder, and the hot breath beside him makes the surrounding air seem to be burning. Rivers of magma are like flames, criss-crossing, covering the entire cave like a spider web. In this furnace
In the scorching heat, Aruba was like an iron stone statue, motionless as a mountain, exuding a terrifying aura.
"There are still three days until the appointed day. If you haven't shown up yet, then I will have to go to the Land of Destruction alone..." Aruba sighed, with a melancholy look in his eyes.
At this time, Aruba has returned to its peak state!
He has reached the peak of level nine and evolved into the flame domain. He is already a domain expert at the peak of level nine!
With such strength, it is only a matter of time before he becomes a transcendent. However, before becoming a transcendent, Aruba must cast his own evolutionary holy body. Otherwise, with his flame domain, it will only be a matter of time to truly become a transcendent.
Will become the bottom one.
"Bator, the God of Death..." Aruba looked up and looked deep into the cave. His eyes were as deep as an abyss, as if he could see through everything, penetrate time and space, and control the fate of everything.
"With my current strength, it is still a bit too much to defeat Bator, the God of Death..." Aruba sighed, lowered his head, and said to himself: "Xu Feng, don't let me down!"
One day, two days, three days...
When the appointed time came, Aruba stared in the direction of the cave entrance. For a long time, no one appeared.
Aruba's face darkened, his eyes full of disappointment, he stood silently for a long time, sighed softly, turned around and walked towards the depths of the cave.
In this deep cave, a transmission light gate about three feet high is like a mysterious symbol, embedded in the wall, emitting dazzling scarlet light. Sparks spurt out from the light gate from time to time, like falling from the sky.
The divine weapon, shining with a heart-warming light, seemed to set the cave on fire at any time.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The heat waves are rolling, like magical spells, shrouding around the light door, making it difficult to escape this mysterious and dangerous atmosphere.
This is a teleportation light gate to the Land of Destruction. After today, this teleportation light gate will be destroyed. If Aruba cannot regain the ancestral land of the Flame Clan and the connection channel between the Land of Destruction and the real world,
will never be opened.
Aruba is ready to burn the boat. This time, if he cannot defeat Bator, the God of Death, and regain the ancestral land of the Flame Clan, then he is not willing to live.
Aruba was ready to burn the boat. He held the flame sword tightly in his hand and felt the temperature coming from the sword. It was as if the glory of the flame clan was integrated into the sword. He took a deep breath and looked in his eyes.
Staring firmly at the scarlet portal, he had already made up his mind: this time, he must defeat Bator, the God of Death, and regain the ancestral land of the Flame Clan.
"If you can't defeat Bator, the god of death, then die in your ancestral land." Aruba let out a long sigh. Time has passed too long, and he is well prepared. If he still can't defeat Bator this time,
, then it will be impossible to defeat it in the future.
If the result is really like this, Aruba is not willing to live, and would rather follow the ancestors of the Flame Clan. Even if he dies, he will die in his ancestral land.
Aruba stepped forward, and the ground under his feet made a heavy sound. He was getting closer and closer to the teleportation light gate, and his heart became calmer and calmer. He had already prepared for the worst, the land of destruction, maybe
This is his burial place.
At this moment, Aruba suddenly heard a sound coming from behind, as if someone had broken into the cave.
Suddenly turning around, Aruba saw a familiar figure!
"Xu Feng!" Aruba's eyes lit up, and there was a look of surprise on his face, but he quickly covered it up.
"You're late!" Aruba said in a deep voice, his face as dark as water.
"Is it too late?" Xu Feng casually shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why do I feel like it's just right!"
"Are all the materials ready?" Aruba reminded: "Once we enter the portal, it will collapse immediately. If we cannot defeat Bator, the God of Death, we will never be able to come back here again!"
"Then just kill it." Xu Feng smiled, showing his white teeth.
A smile finally appeared on Aruba's face: "Then kill it!"
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The place of destruction is like a door to hell, with flames blazing everywhere and towering into the clouds. Heat waves hit your face, making people feel as if they are in a furnace. The magma is rolling like a violent river, making a loud rumbling sound.
The entire ground was shaking constantly. In this purgatory, the only sounds were the sound of strong flames and the sound of rolling lava, which made people feel creepy.
In this purgatory, a scarlet light portal suddenly emerged in the void. Two figures walked out of the portal. The next moment, the light portal behind the figures looked like broken glass.
, instantly shattered.
"Is this the place of destruction?" Xu Feng frowned. The scene in front of him made him feel like he was in a flaming hell. He seemed to have had similar experiences in his previous life, but none of those experiences were beautiful.
"Yes, this is the Land of Destruction, which was once the territory of our Lieyan Clan!" Aruba took a deep breath of the air filled with the rich smell of sulfur, and a look of intoxication appeared on his face.
"Here, our Flame Clan once burned with passion and glory, but now there are only ruins and sadness left." Aruba's eyes became gloomy, as if recalling some sad past events.
"Looking at those dilapidated buildings and extinguished flames, I can feel the glory and tragedy of the past. This is the hometown of our Lieyan clan and the place where our hearts are." Aruba's voice gradually became lower, with a hint of sadness.
and helplessness.
"However, we cannot let the past constrain our future. We must rebuild our hometown and let it ignite flames, hope and courage again!" His words were full of determination and firmness.
At this time, Aruba raised his head and looked at the sky, his eyes shining with perseverance: "We, the Flame Clan, will not be defeated. We will ignite our passion and glory again, making the entire land of destruction tremble for us!"
"Before that, you first need Bator, the God of Death..." Xu Feng pointed forward and whispered: "There are also those undead armies that can control the power of fire!"