Eight Hundred and Thirty-Five 4 Into the Eucharist Limit

The hurricane holy sword pierced the hurricane flame, and when the hurricane flame was completely destroyed, it also broke the hurricane holy sword.

Only a small half of the hurricane holy sword remained, and it still slashed towards the Vermillion Skylark without any hesitation.

"The realm of fire, unfold!"

With Zhu Tian Yunque as the center, a huge field of fire was immediately opened.

The hurricane holy sword slashed on the field of fire, and the field of fire was unstable and almost shattered.

"Break!" Zhu Tian Yunque roared, and the field of fire burst into a majestic flame, completely destroying the hurricane holy sword that had been greatly reduced in power.

"Don't think that only you, a beast, has a domain." The ancestor of Saint Luo Zong also opened his own domain of wind.

The realm of fire and the realm of wind collided, and the flames and winds raged.

The ancestor of Sheng Luozong sneered: "The beasts are really beasts, they can't do anything but arrogance. My domain power is the sixth realm, how can the mere fourth realm be compared with my domain. "

As soon as the voice fell, the field of wind overwhelmed the field of fire, and then destroyed the field of fire, instantly shrouding Zhu Tianyunque in the field of wind.

Under the suppression of the Domain of Wind, Zhu Tian Yunque couldn't even control the flames around him.

In the field of wind, strong winds continued to blast towards Zhu Tian Yunque, and in the blink of an eye, Zhu Tian Yunque suffered a lot of injuries.

"Beast, how do you feel now?" The ancestor of Saint Luo Zong joked.

Zhu Tianyunque was furious, and the surging flames gushed out again like a tornado.

"This..." The ancestor of the Holy Luo Sect was horrified. He couldn't understand what was going on. He was obviously suppressed, and it seemed that he was about to reach the limit. Why suddenly...

The flame tornado burned more and more vigorously, and the aura pressure became stronger and stronger.

The Domain of Wind made a clicking sound at this moment, which was extremely unstable, and the flame tornado seemed to break through the Domain of Wind directly.

Boom!

Finally, the Domain of Wind could no longer support it and turned into pieces.

In the horrified eyes of the ancestors of Sheng Luozong, the flame tornado dissipated, revealing the face of Zhu Tianyunque at the moment.

At this time, the Zhutian Lark was more than ten times larger, and it was a thousand feet in size.

The huge figure and terrifying coercion made the ancestors of the Holy Luo Sect feel a bit of fear.

Zhu Tian Yunque sneered: "Master, I have the blood of the Suzaku, and I can display the real power to release the real power, which is not comparable to the ordinary quadruple heaven. The strength of your old man really surprised me, master, originally When I thought I didn't show my real body, I didn't expect..."

"But since I have displayed my real body, sir, you are finished."

At this moment, Zhu Tian Yunque's aura is not inferior to that of the ancestor of Saint Luo Zong!

"The end of the hurricane!"

Zhu Tian Yunque slapped his huge wings fiercely, and thousands of meters of hurricane flames rushed out, opening his fangs as if to swallow the ancestors of Sheng Luozong.

With the realm of the sixth layer and the end of the hurricane, the explosive power of Zhutian Yunque at this time, even if it did not exceed the realm of the seventh layer, at least reached the peak of the seventh layer.

Compared with the strongest eruption of the ancestors of the Holy Luo Zong, it is only equivalent to too much more than the early stage of the seventh heaven.

The hurricane holy sword was swallowed into the flame hurricane, and not even a splash of water floated out.

"No!" The ancestor of Saint Luo Zong felt the threat to his life, and immediately turned around and fled quickly.

"Can you escape?" A trace of disdain flashed in Zhu Tianyunque's eyes.

The hurricane flames closely followed the ancestor of the Saint Luo Zong, and easily caught up with the ancestor of the Saint Luo Zong, and then completely devoured it.

Being swallowed into the flames that were enough to burn the powerhouses of the seventh-level peak sanctuary to death, the ancestors of the Saint Luo Sect let out a burst of screams, and finally fell silent.

The ancestor of Saint Luo Zong...fallen!

...

After killing the ancestor of Sheng Luozong, Zhu Tian Yunque quickly recovered to the size of an adult and flew happily towards Han Feng.

"Boss, boss, I've killed that old guy." Zhu Tianyunque was bouncing around beside Han Feng, with the expression of 'for praise' written on his face.

Han Feng smiled bitterly and patted Zhu Tianyunque's head: "Yes, it's really powerful. But I'm seriously injured now, let me recover first."

When Zhu Tianyunque heard this, he immediately guarded Han Feng.

Han Feng exhaled a breath and began to practice to recover from the injury. At the same time, he also really understood the gap between himself and the strong in the sanctuary.

It was just a trace of the aftermath, and he suffered heavy losses. If he faced the ancestor of the Saint Luo Sect directly, the other party would be able to instantly kill him with a casual shot.

The pride that once wounded the sanctuary powerhouse has now disappeared without a trace.

The injured sanctuary powerhouse is nothing but the bottom of the sanctuary powerhouse. There is nothing to be proud of when such a bottom sanctuary is injured.

...

Han Feng's injuries were not light, but with the help of the Nine Flames and Different Fires and the Spirit Stone Source Liquid, Han Feng's injuries quickly recovered.

Riding on Zhu Tian Yunque, one person and one beast quickly flew away from here.

It was not until far away from the White Thunder Wasteland that Han Feng stopped flying and found a place to start practicing.

Take out the thirteen-level white thunderball, and Han Feng will break it.

In an instant, endless thunder shot up into the sky, and the place where Han Feng practiced was covered by this terrifying thunder within a few hundred meters.

The terrifying thunder exudes a powerful aura, which arouses the fear of countless monsters around. There are not many high-level monsters in this mountain range that Han Feng chose, and the most powerful ones are only the ground level.

As soon as this terrifying breath came out, all the beasts rushed out uneasy.

With the cultivation of Han Feng, the power of thunder is increasing, and the scope of the shroud is getting smaller and smaller.

A few days later, only a few arcs remained on Han Feng's body: "Forty percent of the Holy Body, and the Holy Body has finally reached its limit. Now only the power of the Primordial Spirit is left and 10 percent has not reached its limit."

"My current Saint Yuan and Sanctuary skills have actually exceeded the limit that Semi-Sanctuary can master. Now even if the power of Primordial Spirit has not reached the limit, my overall strength is almost beyond Semi-Saint."

"If the Heavenly Fire Battle Body is used again, and the unique knowledge of the holy domain is also integrated into the Aurora Cangyan, then..."

The corners of Han Feng's mouth twitched slightly, and he was very satisfied with his current strength. With this kind of deep accumulation, he would not be an ordinary sanctuary powerhouse after passing through the thunder in the future.

"Is it the second level of the sanctuary? Or the third level? Or... the fourth level!"

"It's time to make a breakthrough after the five-government hegemony is over."

Thinking of this, Han Feng summoned Zhu Tianyunque and flew to Beidu University.

At the current speed of Zhu Tianyunque, Han Feng felt that everything below was blurred and flashed quickly.

...

The inner courtyard of Beidu University.

Returning to the academy, Han Feng immediately went to the Palace of Heavenly Punishment Elders.

In addition to reporting some of the situation of his own cultivation, Han Feng also intends to reap some benefits.