Martial God of Myriad Realms

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Chapter two thousand two hundred and seventy-two Supreme Holy

On the top of the mountain, Cheng Feng held the Qiankun bag in his hand, and gently put a plug on the bag, and the plug was pulled out.

Immediately, it seemed as if an unknown world had been opened.

The mouth of the Qiankun bag expands infinitely, as if to swallow all things!

Wow!

Magnificent suction came out of the Qiankun bag, which was more than ten million times stronger than that of the Nether Pot.

The Nine Dragon carriage directly sucked and flew up. Fortunately, Cheng Feng responded quickly and included it in the Wanjian diagram.

Otherwise, both the eight dragons and the king in the carriage will be sucked into the Qiankun bag.

Not only that, the tyrannical suction expanded, which instantly swept the entire Jichuan Bingyuan.

Hundreds of miles away, a monster looking at Cheng Feng was torn by suction.

Like leaves, they were thrown into the bag.

Even tens of thousands of miles away, a powerful breath moved.

It seemed as if he had met the nemesis, and he couldn't help trembling.

Then the whole body's breath converged and disappeared in no time!

It is the holy water of the nine days, and I do not know how to use it.

Without the goal, Qiankun Bag began to consume Jichuan Bingyuan.

For a while flying sand and rocks, a large area of ​​glaciers rose up, and all flew to Qiankun Bag.

It gives people a sense of the end of the world, and the world is falling apart!

"Qiankun bag, stop me!"

Seeing this, Cheng Feng finally reacted and exploded into Qiankun's bag.

At the same time, the plug in his hand was thrown, and the plug became as big as a giant Yue.

When it fell on the Qiankun bag, it just blocked the gap that swallowed the world, and restored the chaotic world to peace!

"Hoo ~~~"

Cheng Feng exhaled a long breath: "The power of this Qiankun bag is too great, isn't it? I really can swallow the entire Jichuan Bingyuan!"

"With this thing next to me, I won't be afraid even if the Holy Spirit comes."

Cheng Feng's mood could not be calm for a long time, but at the same time, he was accompanied by a sense of weakness.

Feeling weak, the sea of ​​divine power seemed to be withered.

"Fuck, my sea of ​​power is really dry?"

Cheng Feng looked inside, and found that his sea of ​​divine power had only a thin layer of divine power.

Apparently when Qiankun Bag was in power, he absorbed his divine power.

Although it was only a few seconds, he almost drained him!

"Grass, this Qiankun bag has a big appetite."

Cheng Feng's cheek twitched: "It still needs to be used carefully in the future. One is not good. The enemy has not been killed yet, but he has been sucked alive!"

Cheng Feng did not exaggerate in this regard.

With the magnitude of the power consumed by Qiankun bags, Cheng Feng's power can be drained up to half a minute, the essence of life is exhausted, and it becomes a dry body!

Therefore, Qiankun bag is easy to use, but it needs to be used with caution.

It can only be used to save lives at critical moments, usually it is not necessary.

"It's really troublesome."

Cheng Feng was a little depressed: "I originally planned to use the Qiankun bag to surrender the nine-day holy water that was buried deep in the Jichuan Bingyuan."

"It seems that the chance is slim!"

"The cultivation must be promoted first to reach the ninth weight of the ascent to heaven, maybe it can support me to conquer the nine days of holy water!"

The nine-day holy water hidden in the depths of Jichuan Bingyuan should not be weak.

With the help of Qiankun Bag, Cheng Feng estimated that it would take some time.

He rushed to conquer, maybe he would really consume himself first!

"Next, I first go to the depths of Jichuan Bingyuan to feel the bottom of the holy water for nine days."

Cheng Feng thought to himself: "When my cultivation is ninth important for entering the sky, I will be able to come here directly and surrender it."

Thinking of it, Cheng Feng put away the Qiankun bag.

Then took out the dragon carriage and released the two gentle women.

"Girl Wang, Aunty Yuan, you just shocked you."

Wang Qingrou and Yuan Fengmei had not recovered from the shock at this time.

After coming out of Wan Jian, look up and look around.

When they saw the messy picture on the ground, the broken icebergs were stunned.

"Cheng Gongzi, what happened just now?"

"Aunt Yuan, that's it ..."

Cheng Feng recaptured the matter of Qiankun Bag and briefly told Yuan Fengmei and his two daughters.

After the two listened, their eyes widened, and then their faces were full of surprises.

"Cheng Gongzi, are you telling the truth?"

Yuan Fengmei said in surprise: "You really got a supreme sacred weapon, can you surrender the holy water for nine days?"

"pretty close."

Cheng Feng nodded: "Just now I slightly evoked the Qiankun bag, and the nine days of holy water hiding in Jichuan Bingyuan was panicked and went straight to hide.

"When I'm ready, I will find the nine-day holy water in hiding, and I will be able to surrender it."

"By then, the threat on Girl Wang will be eradicated!"

"It's great, it's great!"

Yuan Fengmei's face was full of joy, her excited body was shaking.

As for Wang Qingrou, she is also very happy.

But the focus was on Cheng Feng, who saw Cheng Feng's ragged clothes, scars, and a distressed look on his face.

"Cheng Feng, how did you become like this?"

I don't know when, Wang Qingrou shouted Cheng Feng's name directly.

Perhaps the word 'Cheng Gongzi' seems a bit strange.

"You mean the sword injury on my body? This is fine."

Cheng Feng smiled slightly, and slightly moved the eight-star **** body, and the sword marks were wounded and scarred.

When Cheng Feng shook his body, the scars fell off directly, no difference from before he was not injured!

Subsequently, Cheng Feng entered the carriage and changed into a new dress.

The whole person is rejuvenated, except that the divine power in his body is a bit dry, he is in a state of peak.

"Well, it looks much better now."

Seeing Cheng Feng's new look, Wang Gen's eyes brightened.

In fact, Cheng Feng is also a little handsome.

Coupled with his resolute face, unyielding eyes, and a strong body, a unique charm was formed.

It ’s much more beautiful than those butterskins!

"Girl Wang, Aunt Yuan, I plan to go to the depths of Jichuan Bingyuan later, first to explore the depth of the holy water of the nine days."

After chatting with Wang Qingrou for two moments, Cheng Feng said, "When the nine-day holy water is conquered in the future, I can still count it in my heart!"

"Mr. Cheng, let's go back to the family first."

However, Yuan Fengmei's face suddenly changed slightly: "I just received news that some martial arts strongs broke into my Yuan family and pursued a young man in black."

"The portrait in the other's hand is as good as yours. It should be directed at you."

"Oh? Someone broke into Yuan's house with my portrait?"

After hearing the words, Cheng Feng raised a brow: "Who are those people and how to cultivate them?"

"The other person claims to be the spiritual master of the Heavenly Spirit Gate of Heaven and Earth, and is very strong."

Yuan Fengmei said: "My uncle Cheng Cheng went out and was taken down easily by the other party."

"In addition, they also captured Senior Wang Xiao, Senior Li Zixiong, and Senior Yu Hongfei."

"Claim, if you don't show up in half a day, they will kill me as uncle, and Wang Xiao's three seniors Ling Chi will be executed!"