Chapter 765 Blood Sea Suppresses Buddha's Fury Red Lotus

"Boy! Die for me!"

The surging momentum of the golden-robed cultivator is like a raging wave, blood is surging behind him.

This sea of ​​blood covers the world, is violent and invincible, suppresses the Nine Realms, and almost engulfs the entire Xiaoqian World!

A flash of horror flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, Chen Feng muttered to himself, "Is this the strength of Martial Ancestor?"

"Hum hum!"

The golden-robed cultivator heard Chen Feng's murmur, and instantly said with a sneer: "Do you only know the strength of Martial Ancestor now? Humph! It's too late!"

"The sea of ​​blood is boundless, swallowing the world!"

The golden-robed monk burst into a violent aura in an instant. Chen Feng felt this powerful aura and sneered. The hundreds of red lotuses around him instantly formed a sea of ​​flowers, scattered and scattered towards the golden-robed monk. Going away, a momentum of destruction broke out at this moment!

The golden-robed cultivator didn't take the Buddha's fury red lotus sea in front of his eyes at all. He sneered and stretched out his arms. The endless sea of ​​blood behind him instantly set off an endless tsunami, directly shrouding those gray lotus flowers in it!

The instant the gray lotus touched the sea of ​​blood, it exploded directly, and the endless strangling power and spatial turbulence instantly blew the sea of ​​blood into the surrounding void, but the sea of ​​blood seemed to be transformed into at this moment. A huge curtain was placed, and those explosions were directly wrapped in it. Those explosions became smaller and smaller. In the end, those spatial turbulence was directly suppressed by the sea of ​​​​blood, and even a wave of waves could not be stirred!

A flash of surprise flashed in Chen Feng's eyes, the sneer at the corner of the golden robe monk's mouth became stronger and stronger, the whole person laughed, a deep sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and his voice disdain: "Hahaha! You! Isn't this attack very powerful? Why can't it make a splash now?!"

The golden-robed cultivator laughed arrogantly, as if being able to suppress Chen Feng's attack was something to be proud of!

Hearing this, Chen Feng sneered, his eyesight flashed, and said, "Does it give you a sense of achievement to be able to suppress my attack?"

As soon as Chen Feng's words came out, the golden-robed cultivator looked ugly in an instant, and his face was gloomy as if water was about to drip!

He actually felt a sense of accomplishment just now, but when he heard Chen Feng's words, he instantly realized that he was the ancestor of the martial arts, and Chen Feng was just a god of martial arts. To be so happy, it made his face disappear!

If those people in the Great Thousand World knew that he had actually suppressed the attack of a little scoundrel in the realm of the Martial God and made him happy to look like this, it would definitely be laughable!

A Martial Ancestor would almost dance with joy because he suppressed the attack of a cultivator in the realm of the Martial God. The cultivators in the Great Thousand World will definitely take him as a joke!

Even if a cultivator of the Holy Spirit Sect knows, he will never be able to lift his head up in the Holy Spirit Sect from now on!

Thinking of this, the golden robe monk's face suddenly sank!

"Well you sharp-toothed boy!"

The golden-robed cultivator scolded like thunder!