Chapter 369 The Dharma King Arrives

In the center of the thunder, there was a partially demonized white-haired young man, with red-gold blood looming all over his body.

The Zen eye cannot see through it, and the mind's eye can only see its slightly slower movements.

When the white-haired young man in the electric light looked here, he also had Buddha's eyesight. Wu Ti felt a chill in his heart and subconsciously avoided the other person's sight.

"Donor Liu has developed magical powers in his bloodline, and his strength has reached a new level. A figure like this is destined to reach the top."

Wu Ti sighed inwardly, and his hostility towards Liu Feng disappeared.

Because he knew that the gap between him and the benefactor would become wider and wider in the future, and he would be seeking death if he continued to be hostile.

"Liu Feng!" Lou Shuang saw clearly the human youth after the lightning dispersed.

Looking at the broken corpses on the ground, there were eleven fellow clan members and one slave clan, none of them alive.

Ten alternate levels died tragically, even Lou Li and Lou Qi were scratched, and their souls could not escape.

Sensing the blood aura on the corpse, Lou Shuang's hands couldn't help but tremble. These two guys were promoted to the level of the Holy Son before they died, but they still died so simply.

In contrast, even the Holy Son or Holy Lady of the Thirteen Mountains would be hard-pressed to defeat this human race.

Even if the Seven Saint Sons have a high ancestral lineage, it would probably be difficult for them to face the two Saint Sons and the ten alternative Saint Sons together.

"Except for the first two Holy Sons, the other five may not be able to fight against Liu Feng." Lou Shuang couldn't help but feel horrified.

This human race can compete with the inheritors of the major royal families, and is a true genius.

She hid the greed in her eyes and saw Liu Feng's advantage in cleaning up the corpse, so she stepped forward to meet him.

"Can these two corpses be given to me? With the benefit of them, I will definitely be able to enter the level of a saint. After I get out, I will ask my great-uncle to give you the sixth-grade 'demon pot' in your body."

Liu Feng collected the strange poisons and spiritual poisons from the corpse, and nodded casually when he heard the words.

Now all we need to do is delay time and stabilize Lou Meng's lineage. When the Lunzhuan Jiao Dharma King arrives, why bother asking Lou Meng? Clear out.

However, even if this sixth-grade Gu is used by him, it can only be mobilized with all his strength when desperate, otherwise it will be difficult to withstand multiple sixth-grade Gu.

Turning around and looking at the five puppets, one was dead and four were half-wasted.

Taking out the five possessed Buddha bones, Liu Feng flung out his sleeves and threw the five bodies onto the white bone lotus platform, together with the broken corpses on the ground as a blood sacrifice.

Flying ashes were flying, leaving only traces of fighting and scattered blood on the spot.

On the side, Lou Shuang refined the blood essence from the two corpses and then turned the shuttle.

"The spiritual pressure here is too heavy. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Let's go back first."

Liu Feng and Wu Ti stood at both ends of the shuttle, one behind the other. Lou Shuang immediately drove the shuttle towards the outside.

She purposely followed the original route back, looking more relaxed now than she was nervous when she came.

As expected, Lou Fang and Lou Xing followed behind, trying to eliminate the alternative levels of her lineage.

Now that Liu Feng is a freak, everything will be reversed. She will in turn put an end to Lou Kui's family's desire to take over the Eighth Mountain, and she will also avenge her second brother and fourth sister.

After bypassing the piles of corpses and sweeping back less than half a mile, two spiritual lights came through the air in the blood mist.

On top of the two magic weapons, Lou Fang and Lou Xing each brought three slaves.

The two sides met each other, without any nonsense words, their spells and bloodline magical powers all appeared, and eight fifth-grade magic weapons blasted towards the three figures on the shuttle.

Waves of demonic power hit his face, and Baoguang and star power arrived at the same time.

"Kill them." In the middle of the shuttle, Lou Shuang had no intention of taking action.

Liu Feng's expression was indifferent, and the Buddha's robes of blood and bones shone brightly, just as the young lady wished.

His vision captured the treasure light and star power in the wave of demonic power. He raised his hand and struck out a series of seals, and his body jumped up at the same time.

Looking at the man and the demon on the shuttle, they saw that they were blessed by the blood-bone Buddha robes, and Liu Feng's momentum was not as strong as that of the King Blood Demon Clan who had perfected the Five Realms.

But when you look at his movements, he is like strolling in a leisurely garden, extremely calm, and every move is just right.

The treasure light dissipates where the seal strikes, and the Taoist spells transformed by the star power are either broken or pulled elsewhere.

"rumble……"

There was a sudden roar, and the willow wind swept over to the two air-escaping magic weapons on the opposite side.

A suction force enveloped him, and the eight figures reacted very quickly, moving forward slightly and breaking away from the external force in time.

But the next moment, another external force came, which was opposite to the suction force and pushed them back violently.

With a tug and a push, two huge virtual eyes opened in the blood mist, and illusions followed.

The figures of the Eight Paths froze for a moment, then lost consciousness for a moment. In the blink of an eye, lightning covered them.

At this point, if it were other people of the same race who took action, Lou Fang and his party would not be killed immediately, and at most they would only suffer some injuries.

But when Liu Feng arrived, when the thunderball came, the protective magic weapon and the wave of demonic power broke through immediately.

The moment the Thunder Control Gu Technique rushed into the body, brothers Lou Fang and Lou Xing opened their eyes in anger, their expressions full of disbelief.

"It will be difficult for our lineage to turn over!"

In the last glance before losing consciousness, they saw the crazy smile on Lou Shuang's face.

Even though the two brothers have clones outside, their physical bodies, bloodline and qualifications are not as good as their original bodies, and they have not yet reached the five realms, so they are equal to waste in front of the Holy Son.

On the other hand, Lou Shuang's aura fluctuated, and she seemed to be on the verge of entering the level of a saint.

The blood mist was turbulent, Liu Feng fell back onto the shuttle, and the eight corpses were sucked in and became sacrifices on the white bone lotus platform.

Seeing Liu Feng's move so neatly, Lou Shuang, who was two steps behind, looked up and down at the man in front of her, as if looking at a rare treasure, her fingers in her sleeves couldn't help but rub together, and she couldn't wait.

She just waits for things to end here, and when she gets out, she will ask her great uncle to help her and extract this person's bloodline and king Gu essence, and all the opportunities will be taken away by her bloodline.

As for the promise she made when she came in, she was just a human being, and she was not worthy of redeeming her promise.

What she didn't notice was that when she looked at Liu Feng's back, Wu Ti behind her clasped her hands together and shook her head.

Based on what Wu Ti knew about Liu Feng's deeds, Donor Liu was very cautious, and could even be said to be sinister.

At the moment, there is only one possibility for Donor Liu to show his strength in front of the eldest lady of the Eighth Mountain.

That is to say, Donor Liu is likely to have the confidence to escape. Based on this assumption, the fate of this eldest lady may be somewhat bad.

The shuttle fled all the way to the outside, and the fighting they saw was even more brutal.

After clearing out the blood demons and ancestral blood that can be found in the periphery, if you want to go further, you can only kill your own people to strengthen yourself.

Once the three-hour time limit has passed, there will be no chance to transform the bloodline after leaving, and the descendants of each mountain cannot kill each other for nothing, so the candidate saint sons of each mountain are not willing to miss the current opportunity.

After six miles, among the three figures fighting in front, Lou Shuang saw the second mountain Lou Jin who had previously taken their blood essence.

Of the seven previous members of the same clan, two were missing. They must have died in the fight.

"He took 30% of our essence and blood and asked them to pay for it with their lives." Lou Shuang said bitterly.

Just as Liu Feng was about to take a step forward, his face suddenly darkened and he stopped moving.

The compound eye on his right arm rotated. On the right front, away from the place of the fight, there was a demon cultivator standing there blankly, while other demons and slaves nearby were keeping their distance away from each other like the god of plague.

Looking through the eyes, he suddenly saw golden silk threads hanging down, one end connected to the outside of the giant peak of bones, and the other end connected to the demon cultivator's Tianling Cap.

"It still alarmed the ape. Fortunately, the Buddhist lamp refined the soul dormant in the ribs." The flesh and blood in Liu Feng's body surged like a swarm of gu, wrapping the red-gold bone tightly so that it was not exposed. Not the slightest breath.

However, his move seemed a bit redundant. If he only invaded here with golden threads, the other party would not be able to find him, otherwise they would not investigate one by one.

Lou Shuang and Wu Ti noticed Liu Feng's turned gaze. They looked at each other, and their expressions suddenly froze.

They could not see any invisible golden threads, only a few monsters standing there, just like what they had experienced before, there was no fear for their lives, and they could recover in as little as a few breaths, or as long as ten breaths.

"Liu Feng, you fight quickly and deal with Lou Jin and the others. We will exit first. Anyway, the harvest is enough."

After Lou Shuang finished speaking, the figure in front of the shuttle stepped forward, and a flash of lightning flew straight into the melee of monsters.

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When the descendants were fighting fiercely in Xiaodongtian, the eighth mountain.

The land of one island is divided by two main veins, with 35% of it being the territory of the original Eighth Mountains and the first branch, and most of the rest being occupied by Lou Kui's first branch.

At this time, a mountain suddenly shook violently somewhere on the East Island.

"Rumble..." The loud sound of shaking the earth spread.

The mountain collapsed and aqua-blue light shot into the sky. One of the middle-aged men with purple and gold eyes was Lou Kui.

Not far from the mountain below him, four clan elders rushed out of the remaining four caves.

As they were above the Seventh Realm, their mood was certainly not bad, but at this time, the faces of the five demons were all gloomy and terrifying.

"This is unreasonable. The alternative levels that our lineage can enter are dead."

"Lou Shuang is not as good as Fang'er, but she has achieved the level of a saint."

"The human junior that Lou Meng brought back was his fault."

When the five seniors were furious and hesitated to completely break up with Lou Meng's lineage, in the mountain col below, a group of mixed-blood demon clan looked sad.

This mixed-blood monster is Lou Fang's clone, and he has already explained the situation in the small cave.

Although two brothers died at the hands of Lou Shuang, it was the human race that left them in this lineage.

All the alternative levels of their lineage are now dead. Even if one or two more alternative levels are piled up, the next time they go to the small cave to receive the inheritance of the ancestral lineage, they still don’t know how many years they will have to wait. It all depends on how the ancestral lineage arranges it.

During this period, Nalou Meng will definitely find ways to break through the Eighth Realm, and then he can become the new leader of the Eighth Mountain.

If Taizu and several clan elders swallow this bad breath, they must try to prevent Lou Meng from breaking through, or kill Lou Shuang.

The resentment of Lou Kui's lineage here is overwhelming. On the West Island, most of the demon clan who have not yet received the news are confused and guess that Lou Kui's lineage has suffered a big loss in Xiaodongtian.

Over a black stone palace, Lou Meng fell from the sky and stood side by side with Lou Ying on the top of the palace.

The news of Lou Shuang's promotion to the Saintess level in Xiaodongtian has been learned by the clones of the juniors outside, and someone was sent to spread it to their ears.

"Lou Kui did not fall out with us directly. He may use any means to prevent me from taking over the position of leader of the Eighth Mountain."

"My little sister will go to the Long Po clan in person in a few days to borrow eighth-grade evil objects for her brother to help him break through the realm as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll make a batch of good medicine in the near future."

After some conversation, Lou Ying thought of what the news said about Liu Feng, whose strength was even stronger than that of the newly promoted Holy Son.

Thinking of this, Lou Ying asked tentatively: "Brother, what should I do with Liu Feng?"

Lou Meng looked eastward and glanced sideways when he heard the sound. He could guess what Lou Ying was thinking.

"You can do whatever you want. No matter how good the human race's qualifications are, it's hard to make him sincerely loyal."

"Then, little sister, go prepare medicine for Shuang'er right now, help her perform the spirit-marriage method, and steal the boy's bloodline and body essence. If she can survive, she will give him the status of a slave."

After hearing what Lou Ying said, Lou Meng flew to his cave without commenting.

A bloody light swept through the sky, and more than ten breaths escaped forty miles and landed on a mountainside.

The sun is setting in the west, the glow is shining thousands of miles away, and the bloody light above the ancestral veins continues.

"The position of leader of the Eighth Mountain must be won."

Lou Meng glanced at the ancestral veins for the last time, withdrew his gaze, and mobilized the formation to rise from the mountain, slowly covering the mountainside.

At this moment, the entire mountain with a radius of dozens of miles seemed to overlap for a moment, shrouded in an illusion.

The scope of this illusion is too large, and it comes so quietly that the living beings here are like frogs in a well, unable to notice it at all.

Creatures who are dozens of miles away will not feel any strangeness when they step here. However, outside this range, even if they are eight-level Taoist cultivators, everything will be the same when they look here.

On the mountainside, when the gap in the formation was about to be completely closed, it suddenly stopped, leaving an entrance about ten feet wide.

Lou Meng stepped into the cave. Somehow, he seemed to be in a dream and had no reaction to the movement behind him.

In front of the gap in the formation, a middle-aged monk appeared out of thin air. He looked at the Gu Master who had been in seven lifetimes before him, as if he was looking at a junior who had just entered the path of cultivation.

"Is it the poison caused by this evildoer?" the monk asked as if no one else was watching.

On the mountainside behind him, there were a young man with white hair, one big and one small, holding a child who looked about 17 or 17 years old.

"It's the poison he cast. There are many seventh-level evil spirits in him, so we need to be more careful."

"No matter how many seventh-grade evil spirits there are, it's useless. A poor monk can just go back."

After the words fell, the figure in front of the cave disappeared.

The one who went in to attack Lou Meng was the Zen Lan Dharma King, and the ones on the mountainside were the clone of Liu Feng and the little nun Jing Ling.

Until this moment, Liu Feng was a little unable to react.

It turns out that in addition to being stronger than those in the same realm, the Rotation Cult has more good things than the King's Blood Race. The accumulation of the Rotation Cult is so profound that it is hard to fathom.

First, he broke through the Four Elephant Formation composed of the four islands of the slave tribe, and then he caused the elders guarding the mountain in the eight realms to fall into a great dream spell, and then climbed the eighth mountain, without even a single monster being aware of it.

The little nun Jing Ling seemed to understand Liu Feng's thoughts and explained: "The Mo Qilin clan is in decline compared to other king blood demon clans. Without visiting the Ancestral Island, it is difficult to find a Dharma King in each of the thirteen mountains and eight realms. "

"In that case, why do the three Dharma Kings come together! Where have the two Dharma Kings Zen Yu and Miao Yun gone?" Liu Feng had a certain understanding of the horror of the Reincarnation Sect.

"The three of us came together to escape from the old demon of the Nine Realms when we were exposed. Now when those two go to other mountains, they will kill thousands of demon clans and snatch thousands of talented young people who are cultivating Buddhism and Taoism. They will dig up holes along the way Just their high-quality spiritual plants."

Jing Ling's tone was indifferent. He came here to kill and rob, not for anything else but to take away Liu Feng's body and add some cover. (End of chapter)