The Spirit of God Million Domain

Chapter 1892, Pit Death Messer

"Nie Ting, thank you!"

Xu Feng looked at the front of Nie Ting, with a thank-you.

Nie Ting smiled faintly and said: "I don't have to thank me. I want someone to survive and give me this old thing."

Nie Ting is very clear inside, if it is killed by the old man of the dead wood.

At that time, the goal of the old man of the dead wood is probably her.

Moreover, she thinks Xu Feng seems to be pretty good.

Now I am going to help Xu Feng and let the other person owe the next person.

"Don't delay time, or go and see, what's in there?"

Nie Ting said to Xu Feng and others.

When Yang Jianuo’s eyes narrowed slightly, he had already walked toward the front.

He followed the pace of the old man.

"There are only five roads left?"

As the old man of the deadwood and others came to the front, they found that there were only five roads left.

They are now six people, meaning that only five people can pass.

Xu Feng’s heart is secretly sighing, it seems that the killing of the Buddha is really not good.

The test of these stays is to let everyone die one by one. Is there only one person left in the end?

When I thought of this, the six people on the scene had an unpredictable feeling in their hearts.

"I don't think there are only five roads."

The old man on the face of the dead wood has a sly smile.

His eyes swept over the five people behind him.

At this moment, Messer has already caught up.

Messer's face was gloomy. He looked at Xu Feng and said: "Xu Feng, I advise you to stay here and forget it. It is not worthwhile to be killed when you get it."

Xu Feng had swept his eyes over Messer, and the other side was tumbling. Although he tried to hide it, he couldn’t see Xu Feng’s eyes.

You must know that Xu Feng is the existence of the Eight Senses. If you can't even see it, then you really don't have to mix it.

"is it?"

Xu Feng’s mouth was slightly raised and he smiled. “After someone’s battle with Tang Hai, I’m afraid it’s very uncomfortable now? The blood is rolling, the whole body is disordered, can you still fight now?”

"It’s so arrogant, does your mother know that you are so arrogant?"

Xu Feng’s voice sounded.

The old man and other talents carefully felt the situation of Messer, exactly the same as Xu Feng described.

They were all a bit surprised, how Xu Feng saw it.

Messer’s face was gloomy. He stared at Xu Feng with his eyes and said, “Hey, even if I am seriously injured, killing you like a waste, a spirit, or a handful of things.”

In Messer's view, there are five roads in front of him, and he can get a road.

Xu Feng is only a spiritual emperor, he does not think Xu Feng is qualified to get a road.

"is it?"

Xu Feng smiled undecidedly.

Messer looked at Xiong Wenqiang and said: "You are the emperor of Sanpinling, and you and Xu Feng are competing for the last road. Do you have any opinions?"

Messer's face was so high that he looked at Xiong Wenqiang.

Xiong Wenqiang almost did not vomit blood, have been seriously injured and still so arrogant, looking for death?

"What do you think, when did the old man get your fingertips?"

Xiong Wenqiang eyes with anger, he stared at the opposite Messer.

His strength is not weak.

This Messer is now seriously injured. He is the master of the Sanpinling Emperor and can completely defeat this Messer. He does not need to be afraid.

"Ha ha ha, how? Who do you think should roll?"

Xu Feng looked at the opposite Messer, his mouth slightly raised, with a sneer.

Messer’s eyes are all awkward, saying: “Very good, since you two want to join hands to deal with me, then I will take it.”

"You are together, or one by one."

Messer’s heart was full of anger, and he found himself incomparably passive after he came to the tomb of the Emperor.

The violent killings permeated, and the ice of the second heaven on his body spread out, and the passage seemed to be frozen.

The endless chill, invading Xu Feng.

Messer felt that the cultivation of Xu Feng’s one-of-a-kind Emperor, and the resistance to his own two-day ice field, must be extremely difficult.

"Hey, to deal with such waste, you need two people, the old man is enough to kill you." Xiong Wenqiang's strength is not weak.

Otherwise, he would not dare to act like this in the gambling of the city, and the field of his body is now diffused. His field is the realm of the wind.

Xiong Wenqiang's body fluttered, his hands suddenly turned into sharp sharp edges, and the display was all about the inheritance of Chinese products.

The sharp blade tore the void and went out to the opposite Messer.

"Oh, don't do it!"

Messer saw that Xiong Wenqiang took the initiative to take the shot. He suddenly slammed it out with a fist, and his fists were all covered with ice.

Oh...

The ice seems to freeze Xiong Wenqiang in an instant, and the spiritual power of Xiong Wenqiang is swaying outside the body.

Suddenly, the cold ice appeared a crack in the road, and suddenly scattered the debris of a place.

"However."

Xiong Wenqiang had a disdainful color on his face, and the sharp edge of his hands became sharper, and his arm slammed down.

The old man of the dead wood and so on, watching the battle between the two at the moment, they are not prepared to walk away first, want to see the battle between the two.

Wow!

Messer spurted out blood, and he burned blood before, and he was seriously injured at the moment.

With the constant battle with Xiong Wenqiang, he fell into a disadvantage.

At the same time, a stream of blood spouted out.

"Kid, I killed you first!"

At this time, no one expected that Messer turned to attack Xu Feng.

The huge fist points, as if it were a dense boxing shadow, fell into a fist, it seems that even the void must be crushed.

Xu Feng looked at Messer and attacked himself in desperation. He sneered: "I want to kill me with your waste?"

Xu Feng’s words rang, and Messer almost didn’t vomit blood.

The four powerful spirits of their own demeanor have become waste.

"The must-have fantasy!"

On Xu Feng's body, the power of the soul permeated, and it was suddenly displayed in the illusion. The eyes of Messer, who were opposite, suddenly became condensed.

It seems that in this moment, Messer stopped.

The old man was reacted first, and he was surprised: "Soul secret?"

The old man of the dead wood is very clear, even if he was in the moment just now, he was also drawn into the fantasy created by Xu Feng’s soul secret technique.

His heart is more intense in killing Xu Feng.

Yang Jianuo, Nie Ting and others were shocked. No one thought that Xu Feng would still have a secret mystery.

Hey!

Xu Feng’s fist was already in this moment, and he went out to Messer’s head.

Messer glanced at the punch and he screamed, "No...Impossible..."

(End of this chapter)