Bang......!

The white sword shattered and flew through the divine cone, and the sword light turned around, breaking through the void and splitting the sneak attacker and the godhead in two.

"Qinglian Sword Song!"

The sword light flashed, forming a cyan lotus platform in the sky, which was completely condensed by the sword light.

Qinglian exploded, turning into thousands of sword qi, strangling dozens of strong men who rushed towards them in an instant, and the bones were gone.

"Who else!"

Bai Jian pointed at Qing Ming, looked ahead, and said coldly.

His strength deterred all the strong people who were about to move, and the strong people in the distance retreated one after another.

Ding Feng smiled slightly, knowing the surrounding situation well, seeing that Bai Jianyi was intimidating all the powerhouses, he opened his big hand, forming a whirlpool, condensing endless qi and blood, and in a moment, the bloody vision that filled the sky dissipated, but a drop of blood appeared in his palm.

A drop of essence blood containing majestic blood.

"Oh my God, that is the blood of the Heavenly Bone Essence, at least it is also the blood left by the Heavenly Bone powerhouse of the Heavenly God Realm, and it is of immeasurable value!"

In the distance, there was an exclamation.

"Heavenly bone essence blood, but it is the supreme product of refining the flesh, if I get a drop, I can definitely cast a body comparable to the lower grade spirit treasure!"

Suddenly, a powerful aura surrounded him again.

"Heavenly Bone Essence Blood?"

Ding Feng looked at it for a moment, shook his head slightly, stood up, and pointed at Bai Jianyi's eyebrows. Bai Jian was startled one by one, did not dodge, and after a moment, he smiled.

"From now on, I really have the capital to laugh at the heavens. ”

Bai Jian exhaled a breath of turbidity, because of his profound background and Zhentian's teachings, he condensed a superb godhead, and he was about to enter the realm of holy products. Although it is a superb product with unlimited potential, it can be compared to the core disciples of the Holy Land, but it is also a little inferior, and now he has received the follow-up exercises of the Mixed Yuan Sword Body taught by Ding Feng, so that he can truly become a generation of suppressors. The capital of the core disciples of the Holy Land.

"This drop of Heavenly Bone Essence Blood is useless to me, Jian Yi, hurry up and cultivate the Mixed Yuan Sword Body, with the help of this drop of Essence Blood. Temper the flesh!"

Ding Feng said, "When your sword body is completed, it will not be too late to break through the realm." ”

"Good!"

As soon as Bai Jian was not polite, he immediately sat down cross-legged and ran the exercises. Suddenly, a stream of powerful sword intent erupted, tearing through the wind and clouds, making the strong onlookers chill one by one.

Ding Feng held the essence blood in his hand and stood quietly, waiting for the opportunity to punch the essence blood into Bai Jianyi's body.

"Hahaha, idiot, really stupid, actually cultivating here!"

"Good chance, kill it. Snatch the essence blood, and if possible, slaughter Bai Jianyi as well!"

"Go, go, go!"

In all directions, thirty-two powerhouses moved at the same time and pounced on Ding Feng.

They didn't see Ding Feng make a move, they just thought that he was a little guy in the realm of the Great Emperor, and he felt like a bully, but who knew that he was the real tiger.

"Do you want to give points?

Ding Feng smiled lightly and shook his left hand. Condensed into a soldier, the sword light swiped, separating the heavens and the earth, and one side was as black as ink. On one side, the white light reached the sky, and the black and white rotated, turning into yin and yang sword qi.

The yin and yang sword qi swirled, enveloping a radius of ten miles, encompassing all thirty-two powerhouses.

Airplanes......!

The sword qi was closed, and it was done in an instant. Thirty-two strong men were shot into a sieve, but they were not strangled.

"Tai Chi Seal!"

At the tip of the sword, the yin and yang sword qi turned into rune seals, which submerged into their eyebrows, instantly sealing these strong men, and they were wrapped in sword qi and brought to the front.

Thirty-two strong men, all annihilated.

This scene made the strong people who were about to move in the distance, but did not make the first move, gasped one by one, trembled in shock, took a deep breath, turned around and walked away one by one, as far as they went.

Nima!

The thirty lowest are all powerhouses in the middle stage of the True God, and they have been sealed in one face, what kind of strength is this?

Son?

Perhaps!

"Transfer the points!"

The points are universal, no matter which big world is the same, they are all the same standard, as for why this is so, Ding Feng does not understand, let alone know.

"It's just over six thousand?"

Ding Feng frowned, and after depriving them of the spiritual treasures and divine sources, he directly killed them, and then refined them into source liquid.

This kind of behavior is even more devilish than a devil.

"No one should have made up their minds, right?"

Ding Feng muttered, then shook his head, and a temple flew in front of him, landing thousands of meters away.

The temple spewed blood, and the vast aura showed the nobility of the master's identity.

The door of the temple opened, and at a glance, on the throne in the middle, sat a young man with a lofty position, not angry and arrogant. On both sides below, there were hundreds of strong people sitting cross-legged, and the breath of each of them was in the late stage of the True God.

Elsewhere in the palace, there was a great fear.

"Blood Sea World, the Holy Son of the Blood Sea Holy Sect has arrived, and he still doesn't kneel down to greet him!"

A young man flew out of the palace, suspended on the left side of the palace, and shouted at Ding Feng.

"Holy Son?" Ding Feng was taken aback, and then shook his head, three thousand worlds, how many Holy Sons, this one is good, he actually put up a shelf on the battlefield of the Ten Thousand Worlds, I don't know if it is really monstrous, or arrogant?

"Boy, didn't you hear, why don't you hurry up and pay homage to the Ninety-Eight Holy Sons!"

The young man shouted again.

"Ninety-eight Holy Son?" Ding Feng laughed, "Is he the ninety-eighth disciple of the saint, or the ninety-eighth in the sect?"

"Presumptuous!"

The young powerhouse was furious, but there was a voice of blood ninety-eight in the palace, "What are you talking about, kill him, and bring the Heavenly Bone Essence Blood!"

"Yes, Holy Son!"

Getting permission, the young powerhouse sneered, flew over, he pinched the seal in his hand, and a blood-colored thunderbolt suddenly appeared, landing on the top of Ding Feng's head, "Boy, taste the blood thunder power of my blood sea world!"

Ding Feng took a big mouthful, swallowed the falling blood thunder, smashed it, and nodded: "It tastes good, how many more dishes to taste?"

"You're ......!"

The young strong man suddenly shuddered, and was almost scared to death.

It was a blood thunder with a mid-grade top-level supernatural power, and a strong person at the peak of the true god would be seriously injured if he didn't die, and he was swallowed by the person in front of him.

"What kind of treasure did you use to receive my blood thunder power?"

The young strong man found a reasonable excuse.

"What do you say?"

Ding Feng smiled.

"Look for death!" The young strong man was furious, he turned around, turned into a blood-colored mosquito the size of three zhang, his wings were incited, and he instantly arrived in front of Ding Feng, and his long mouthparts pierced Ding Feng's eyebrows.

"Blood mosquitoes?"

Ding Feng was stunned, the light of Tai Chi spewed out from the center of his eyebrows to block the mouthparts, and with a little finger, the Tai Chi Dao seal turned into tens of thousands of runes, densely packed, surrounded by blood mosquitoes, grinding the blood light of the body, submerged into the body of the blood mosquito, and sealed the supernatural powers.

Directly into the system space, an avatar came to the blood mosquito, pointed at the hideous head, wiped out the blood mosquito's consciousness, and extracted his memory.

Suddenly, one picture after another, a little bit of memory was quickly browsed.

"Nearly four hundred years ago, the Blood Sea Saint once struck!"

"At the same time, Blood Nine made a move, captured three billion human beings, and refined them into blood slaves!"

"In the same year, a human named Lu Xiaobu became the Holy Son, and he was given the name Ninety-Nine!"

After getting these three news, Ding Feng's heart swelled with endless killing opportunities.

"Finally, I finally found a mastermind behind the scenes, the Blood Sea World, what a Blood Sea Saint!"

The blood mosquito turned into a source liquid, and the incarnation returned to the body, Ding Feng clenched his fists, but his expression did not change in the slightest, but in the depths of his pupils, the light of hatred ignited.

"Blood ninety-eight, ninety-eighth holy son, good, very good, very good, I'll collect some interest first!"

Ding Feng made up his mind, and without waiting for a strong man to fly out of the palace, he shot out a Tai Chi light, guarded the white sword, and took the initiative to pounce on the palace.

"The blood mosquito was killed, which of you is going to kill him?"

Blood Ninety-Eight sat on the throne, did not move, and said lightly.

"Master, we are willing to go to the Seven Killing Guards!"

Blood Ninety-Eight nodded, and the seven powerhouses flew over, just flying out of the main hall, and before they could make a move, Ding Feng slashed through a sword light, killing all of their defensive treasures connected to themselves.

Ding Feng, who shot out with anger, was terrifying.

"Five Elements Divine Thunder!"

Ding Feng pinched the seal with his hand, the air exploded, and the thunder fell, shattering the three thousand defensive lights of the temple and falling on the temple itself.

"Immeasurable Divine Mountain, suppression!"

With a big hand, a sacred mountain appeared in front of him, turned into a streamer, and with a bang, it was suppressed on the palace.

Thundered!

There was a loud explosion, and ten strong men immediately turned into blood mist. (To be continued.) )