100,000 Years of Body Refining

"Whoever is strong will go to who, do you think, who should go to?"

The world scorched by the eyes of the sky bounced to pieces in an instant, and Qin Feng strolled over, stabs the spear fiercely, and completely nailed the pseudo-celebrity of the multi-eyed tribe to the ground.

But the pseudo-zun is not so easy to kill.

The multi-eyed race was pierced with one eye and let out a scream, but still tried to explode, trying to get rid of the sharp spear, but it was difficult to do it.

In the end, he burst his body, and his eyes swayed in all directions, as if each of them contained his vitality, like a clone.

"Want to escape?"

Qin Feng reported with a sneer, hunting in his suit, agitating like a wind-like warfare, as if a realm swept across it, covering a hundred meters of space in an instant, confining the eyes that swayed all around for life.

The sharp spear in his hand trembled again and again, and countless spears were lit up. Under every flicker, it could penetrate the space and pierce an eye, and in the end, it would traverse the space with the sharp spear.

The last eye of the pseudo-zun of the multi-eyed tribe only saw the sharp spear zooming in rapidly, and then it was nailed to the ground again under the clear sound of pouting.

"How can it be…"

This was the last thought of the last eye, and then the consciousness shattered, the soul was annihilated, and the eyes burst together, turned into ashes, scattered, and annihilated.

Qin Feng didn't take a second look at him. He clenched the gun in his hand and pointed at the other pseudo-venues of the three tribes. The vast and majestic fighting spirit enveloped this space, which was suffocating.

This scene caused the three tribes' pseudo-respect minds to tremble, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

The combat power of the multi-eyed tribe is actually stronger than that of the Ant-Man and Sea tribes. However, at this moment, the pseudo-zun of the multi-eyed tribe was stabbed by the opponent with a single shot.

In front of him, the strong pseudo-sage is as fragile as an ant, and can be killed by raising his hand.

How do they fight?

"Within three breaths, if you don't retreat, you will die!" Qin Feng said indifferently as he looked at the three clans' pseudo-respect, and his words were indifferent and firm.

"go!"

The Ant-Man and Sea Clan took the lead to retreat, without any hesitation, very decisive.

Even the pseudo-sovereign of the multi-eyed tribe was killed in seconds, and the calm posture was completely crushed, which meant that even if the opponent was not the Celestial Sovereign, it was comparable to the Celestial Sovereign.

To continue fighting is to seek death.

They are here for chance, not for death.

The two multi-eyed pseudo-priests hesitated, and their companions died tragically in front of them, just leave like this?

And the opportunity is right in front of me, really unwilling.

However, when they felt the condensed fighting spirit and spear light began to agitate, no matter how unwilling they were, there was nothing they could do.

They looked at Qin Feng, and then at the Blood Sword God who was still inheriting the Dao Yi inheritance behind him. The Dao Yi of the entire ruins was rapidly irrigated into his body.

They know that the opportunity here is completely missed by them.

"Go!" After all, the two multi-eyed clan pseudo-honors still left. Why bother to fight if you don't have the chance to fight. Leave your life in vain. Gutian Road has more than this chance, and there are other chances to fight for the Dao. .

Although one companion fell in this battle, there were still two of them, and they still had the qualifications to continue fighting.

But if you insist on doing it, that weapon can definitely take their lives.

Under such circumstances, retreat is the wise choice.

Soon, the three tribes of pseudo-venues left one after another, and the pangolin patriarch and Chuanshan king quickly escaped.

There are still many companions outside. If you encounter these people, it is hard to be sure that there will be no accidents, and the ruins have no intention of killing, so Qin Feng naturally wants them to come.

In a short while, the pangolins brought them here with the Immaculate Lord.

"Qin Feng, what's the situation?" Innocent Holy Master asked directly.

When they were shuttled underground just now, they sensed the aura of the departure of the pseudo-exalted aliens, and it could be seen that Qin Feng and the others controlled the opportunity here, but they didn't know what the result would be.

"Senior Blood Sword God is inheriting the Taoism." Qin Feng said, the sharp gun battle suit has already been collected, looking at the Blood Sword God.

The Flawless Holy Master heard the words, they raised their eyes one after another, all eyes fell on the Blood Sword God.

At this time, the blood sword **** was surrounded by endless and majestic Taoism, criss-crossing and intertwined layer by layer, wrapping the blood sword **** like a silkworm cocoon.

The Taoism of the whole ruins is like the return of rivers to the sea, coming in pervasively, gathering in that silkworm cocoon, and then flowing into the body of the blood sword god.

His vitality and aura began to recover and climb from the extreme silence, becoming stronger and stronger, and soon returned to the level of the peak of the pseudo-zun.

Moreover, the breath did not stop rising, and it continued to rise, vaguely resonating with the heavens and the earth, as if it could break the shackles of the pseudo-zun and prove the Dao Tianzun.

"Do you want to preach?"

The blood is like jade murmured, all the strong are secretly excited, stepping into the ancient sky so far, no one of them has proven the Dao Tianzun, if the blood sword **** can succeed, it will also be of great help to them, the road behind will be Easier to walk a lot.

The Blood Sword God is completely silent in his own state. At this moment, he feels like a sword, integrated with the sword-like intent, and can clearly perceive the Tao intent of the entire ruin. That is his intent. Everywhere.

Not only that, he can also feel that there is a lot of sword power in the afterimage of Taoism, which is evolving in his mind, as if it belongs to him, but it still needs to be inherited and needs to be integrated and understood.

Everyone is waiting quietly, with expectations in their eyes.

I don't know how long it has passed, the Taoism between the heaven and the earth seems to have all gathered, turning into a giant cocoon, covering the blood sword gods layer by layer, at that moment, the heaven and the earth are silent.

Qin Feng looked directly at the past and saw the essence in an instant. He could clearly see that the Blood Sword God in the silkworm cocoon had changed. He opened his eyes, and a mighty majestic power came from his eyes. The middle burst out, directly smashing layers of silkworm cocoons.

Breaking the cocoon is like rebirth.

boom.

The broken cocoon Taoism turned into Taoism fragments, violently fluctuating around the Blood Sword God, and as the Blood Sword God waved his hands, those fragments merged into his body one after another.

As if the Taoism of the entire ruin has been controlled by the Blood Sword God, it has been completely inherited.

boom.

There was another shock. After the Blood Sword God merged all the Dao intent, a violent roar in his body, a substantive Dao Intent rushed and spread in all directions.

That is no longer the Taoism of the ruins, but the Taoism of the Blood Sword God.

"Qin Feng." The Blood Sword God looked at Qin Feng with a deep smile on his face.

"Congratulations senior." Qin Feng also smiled. Under his gaze, he could easily see the changes of the Blood Sword God. The whole person exuded a strong power, sharp edge, and extremely thick blood.

It seems that the whole person is the body of the blood sword.

That is Taoism.

Venerables gather as Dao, the blood sword **** at this moment is already Dao body, he is Dao, he is Zun.

"Congratulations, Master." Xue Ruyu said excitedly.

"congratulations."

The Lord of the Ten Thousand Ways and the Lord of the Blood God all congratulated them one after another.

Tianzun, this is the realm that everyone once dreamed of. Now someone has finally achieved it. They congratulate and are sincerely happy for the Blood Sword God.

Of course, there are also envy.

The strongest performance was the pangolin patriarch and mountain king. They looked at Qin Feng with an undisguised intent in their eyes, like slaves looking at the master and wanting to ask for reward.

They knew why the Blood Sword God was able to prove Dao, and they also hoped to get such an opportunity.

At this moment, they all saw that it might be possible to get a chance by following Qin Feng.

For example, this time, without Qin Feng's previous temptation to pave the way, it would be very difficult for humans to get the chance, let alone preaching.

At the very least, they couldn't bear the thought of killing Dao and couldn't seize the chance.

Therefore, they decided to hug the big tree Qin Feng tightly.