It's just that the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast never expected that it would just swallow a human monk with the worst cultivation to use for a tooth sacrifice, but it didn't expect to swallow such a monster, and it flew up and down in pain, rolling up and down in the Dragon Swamp wasteland.

However, in the body of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, Zhan Mu Feng was very leisurely, the Abyss Purification Spring was running at high speed, and after the Ice Spirit Wind Thunder Gathering Saint Pill was consumed, it actually directly extracted the blood of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast for purification, and the pure energy filled the six pit cell particles of Zhan Mu Feng in a short time.

"Comfortable, comfortable, this feeling! The Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast is indeed worthy of being an ancient beast cultivated in the Spiritual Essence Realm, and the energy on (shēn) can directly fill the six bottomless pit-like particles of this young master..."

"Whew... Recite... Recite... Whew..."

However, Zhan Mufeng is comfortable, the poor Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, with a terrifying cultivation equivalent to the triple powerhouse of the human monk's spirit marrow realm, has always been a rampant and domineering existence in this Dragon Swamp Wasteland, but it was directly extracted by Zhan Mufeng for refining, and he died and lived painfully.

After Zhan Mufeng had been continuously extracting the blood of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast for a night, all of a sudden, the tightly closed eyes of the Essence Light Four (shè) actually wanted to break through the sevenfold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm in the body of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast!

The bursting thunder rolled down, and this time the catastrophe was more violent, fast, and weird than any previous breakthrough in the realm of Zhan Mufeng!

It can even be terrifying!

"What's the situation? Could it be that the cultivation of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast is about to break through again! Then we will be even more dangerous..."On the Dragon Swamp Wasteland, a human monk of the Ninefold Realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm, who had escaped by luck and was still breathing with his eyes closed, looked at the raging thunder and said tremblingly.

It turned out to be the beautiful young woman who had just ignored the pastoral style.

"It shouldn't be! Look at this breath, this should be the thunder when the human cultivators of the Spirit Emperor Realm break through or so, but no, why is the calamity so violent? Even if some of the Spirit Marrow Realm breaks through, there is no such violent thunder. ”

The person who said this turned out to be a human monk of the Spirit Marrow Realm, and there was also a trace of doubt in his words, "Even if there is a breakthrough in the Spirit Marrow Realm, there is no such violent thunder" in his words is actually himself.

I don't know where he was when the Red Ink Dragonmarsh Beast was spewing fire just now.

However, looking at the hint of embarrassment that he still carried in his forced pretense, it was obvious that he had nothing to do with the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast just now.

"Splitting the Sky Venerable! It's your old man! I'm glad to be glad to meet your old man's true face!" Another middle-aged monk of the Ninefold Realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm was overjoyed, but he didn't expect to meet the master he admired here, the Splitting Sky Venerable of the Triple Realm of the Spirit Essence Realm.

The three-fold monk of the Spirit Essence Realm, who was respected by the middle-aged monk of the Ninefold Realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm as the Splitting Sky Venerable, heard others call him so respectfully, and a trace of imperceptible color flashed on his face, in fact, his real name was Splitting the Sky, but since he broke through the Spiritual Essence Realm, all the monks have honored him as the Splitting Sky Venerable, making him useless.

The Split Sky Venerable held a shelf, but deliberately made a kind appearance, nodded slightly, waved his hand, and stared intently at the place where the thunder was raging.

Zhan Mufeng was also taken aback, he never expected that this breakthrough would cause such an angry catastrophe, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: "Why is it always me who is supported..."

However, what no one expected was that the first to bear the brunt of the robbery was to hit the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast's (shēn)!

The poor Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, first its internal organs were bombarded by its own spiritual power, and then it was extracted by Zhan Mufeng for refining it all night, and it was already dying, and it originally thought that it had won a chance to breathe, but it never expected that the tyrannical robbery would be a blow to the head and face!

"Whew... Recite... Recite... Whew..."

The Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast was miserable, and he never expected that it would fall into such a big bad luck today!

If, at an ordinary moment, this kind of tribulation, which is equivalent to the triple cultivation of the human cultivator's spiritual essence realm, the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, which he is familiar with and cannot be familiar with, will not take it to heart at all, at least, it can be easily dealt with.

You must know that even among the human monks, who are also in the threefold realm of the spiritual essence realm, in this fierce wind and cold sword-like dragon swamp wasteland, under the greatly discounted cultivation, do not kill the Red Ink Dragon Swamp, once they encounter the angry attack of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp, it is doubtful whether they can avoid the attack of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast and escape (xìng) their lives by luck.

And once a monk whose cultivation is much stronger than the Red Ink Dragonmarsh appears in the Dragonmarsh Wasteland and wants to attack the Red Ink Dragonmarsh, the cunning Red Ink Dragonmarsh will sneak into the abyss of the Dragonswamp Wasteland early without showing its head.

Once, the dean of the Pearl Realm cultivation of the Holy Pearl Academy had been waiting in this Dragon Swamp Wasteland for more than a month, but he had not seen the shadow of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast.

Because, by virtue of its familiarity with the terrain of the Dragon Swamp Wasteland, the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast had a clear grasp of the Lai Rao Cultivation before the human monks approached the Dragon Swamp Wasteland, and the suspicious Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast would not easily go out until it was clear about the cultivator who came to cultivate.

It was also that time after the dean of the Pearl Realm cultivation of the Holy Pearl Academy returned from hunting the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast in vain, the Dragon Swamp Wasteland no longer had the trace of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, so he left without a trace, and there were more and more human monks who went to the Fallen Immortal Domain, and even came to the Dragon Swamp Wasteland to hunt for treasures.

However, at this moment, the poor Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast had already absorbed a considerable part of the spiritual essence of Zhan Mufeng in his body for a night, and on the one hand, his internal organs were bombarded by his own spiritual power, and on the one hand, he had to deal with the continuous extraction of spiritual essence from Zhan Mufeng in his body, and on the other hand, he had to deal with the violent calamity, which was a little powerless.

The Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast rolled up and down in the Dragon Swamp Wasteland, but it accelerated the speed at which Zhan Mu Feng absorbed the spiritual essence, and after a short time, it was dying by Zhan Mu Feng and the robbery, and floated on top of the Dragon Swamp Wasteland...

The Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, which had always been extremely feared by human monks, actually died like this!

With a light roar, Zhan Mufeng actually broke through the sevenfold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm! Seven pit cell particles appeared in his body!

Zhan Mufeng copied it casually, and a huge spiritual essence realm triple red ink dragon swamp beast spirit core was included in Zhan Mufeng's pocket!

"Son, hand over the spirit core of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, otherwise, you will have to die!" With this loud shout, a colorful phoenix soared out of the palm of a human monk.

There is no power to fight back at all!

Zhan Mufeng, who had not yet woken up from the joy of breaking through the sevenfold realm of the Spirit Emperor Realm and forming seven pit particles in his body, only felt that the earth was spinning, and the colorful butterflies around his body were flying, and the whole body was light and fluttering, and he couldn't use his strength at all.

The one who made the move was the Splitting Sky Venerable who had been cultivated by the Spirit Marrow Realm Triple Cultivation.

Before he could react, Zhan Mufeng had already been hit by the colorful phoenix released by the Sky Splitting Venerable!

I saw Zhan Mufeng spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, rolling hundreds of thousands of steps away, knocking over more than a dozen flagpoles and sticks, and destroying pieces of waste walls in the mountains.

With one move, the Sky Splitting Venerable made a move, and Zhan Mufeng was already seriously injured!

"The Splitting Sky Venerable's Spiritual Marrow Realm's triple spell attack is really terrifying! it can't be resisted at all!" The middle-aged monk who was cultivating in the Spirit Emperor Realm Nine Levels next to him was trembling in his words.

"Well, not only did this son successfully break through the sevenfold Spirit Emperor Realm in the body of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, but he was hit by the spell attack of the Spirit Marrow Realm powerhouse, and he didn't even die? No wonder the boss had to pay attention to following him..."The beautiful young woman who originally ignored Zhan Mufeng, at this moment, realized Zhan Mufeng's terrifying combat power, and only then did she really pay attention to Zhan Mufeng.

"It hurts... What kind of spell is this..."

Zhan Mufeng spurted out another mouthful of blood, and the original abundant spiritual power was actually burned by the Fire Phoenix Spell cast by the Splitting Sky Venerable!

Zhan Mufeng's eyes darkened, and before he could stand up, he was sucked in front of the Sky Splitting Venerable by the superb spells of the Sky Splitting Venerable, like a god playing with ants.

"Spirit Emperor Realm, there are still two more moments, and you can actually get away with not dying under the magic attack of the Venerable!" "The Splitting Sky Venerable looked at Zhan Mufeng hanging in front of him, and said lightly.

The strong person in the spiritual marrow realm has completely broken through the spiritual power (cāo) control of Lichun, and has completed beyond the simple accumulation of spiritual energy, but has entered the stage of qualitative change of spiritual power, and has entered the realm of magic and spirituality.

At this time, the monk was no longer just carrying and running qi, but had entered another more subtle realm.

Yes, a master of the Spirit Marrow Realm, even if he faces more Spirit Emperor Realm, he can easily deal with it.

The Splitting Sky Venerable looked at the dying Zhan Mufeng with disdain and amazement, and said again: "Son, hand over the spirit core of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, otherwise, you will have to die!"

Zhan Mufeng calmed down the breath in his body, coughed lightly a few times, and looked at the spirit essence realm master in his eyes who seemed to be giving birth to thousands of worlds, and nodded heavily.

Originally, I was going to present this Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast Spirit Core to Venerable as a meeting gift, but before I could say anything, Venerable Your spell attack came over, Venerable, your spell attack is really powerful, cough cough!"

Zhan Mufeng finished word by word, gently spit out the blood in (xiōng), his eyes were wandering, his breath was dying, as if he was dying, and he reached out to offer the spirit core of the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast that he had managed to kill with great difficulty.

"Hmph! I knew this was the case, why bother in the first place!"

The Split Sky Venerable was slightly stunned, this young man's words seemed to be that his Split Sky Venerable's bearing was not enough, and he was not good at the moment, snorted coldly, copied it casually, and took the Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast Spirit Core into his arms, and no longer paid attention to Zhan Mu Feng.

Just when the Sky Splitting Venerable still wanted something, suddenly, the sky above the Dragon Swamp Wasteland was surging, and in the center of the huge Dragon Swamp Wasteland, like a dragon absorbing water, a huge whirlpool appeared

Above the whirlpool, the wind and thunder were fierce, and in the midst of the wind and thunder, a giant dragon that seemed to be about to cross the ground faintly appeared, and the dragon flew down (shēn), straight absorbing the vitality in the dragon swamp wasteland.

The Red Ink Dragon Swamp Beast, which was able to contain the Shepherd Wind just now, was nothing more than a thin red rope in front of this almost horizontal dragon.