Martial God of Myriad Realms

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Time is spent in cultivation.

I don't know how long it has passed, Cheng Feng's eyes suddenly opened.

The divine thought was highly concentrated, and he actually condensed into a bodhisattva body, sitting in his mind.

Gives out a faint glow, giving a taste of immortality!

Above the sky, the big stars seem to be called by the bodhisattva.

Om ~~ Om ~~

The starlight shone brightly, lowered the stars, and merged into Cheng Feng's body.

The light of the stars that made Cheng Feng brightly reached nearly 3,000.

At this time, if Cheng Feng used the fifth style of Emperor Cangshu, I am afraid that the true saints of thirteen or four sacred patterns can be forcibly killed!

"The power of the fifth style of my Emperor Cangshu finally reached a new level."

Cheng Feng smiled brightly: "And, like the second floor of Jinlaijue, the practice of the bodhisattva body has also grown, and it has probably reached the sixth grade."

"It is close to Jiupin's realm!"

The practice of the bodhisattva body is very difficult.

Cheng Feng had absorbed the spiritual energy left by numerous Buddhist monks in Tianli Temple's Baodi Buddhist Lotus area before advancing the bodhisattva body to Wupin.

This time Cheng Feng relied on the power of the stars to hammer forge, only to be lucky enough to improve the Bodhisattva method.

In normal times, if you want to upgrade the bodhisattva body, it will take at least ten days and a half months, and even a year and a half!

"Cheng Feng, congratulations on your cultivation."

The sword demon ended his healing and looked at Cheng Fengdao.

"It's nothing, but a martial art is slightly better."

Cheng Feng's repair is that it is very difficult to improve now.

You must practice the introduction of the Nine Calamities to inspire the potential in the flesh and condense the second flower of martial arts.

However, practicing nine undead bodies requires three disasters and six difficulties.

This is a life of nine deaths. Cheng Feng is not ready to bear it.

"Sword Demon, I think you are in good shape."

Cheng Feng glanced at the sword demon and asked, "Is your injury cured?"

"not yet."

The sword demon shook his head: "My biggest injury is the broken sacred texture. This requires water-milling and slowly take care of.

"In a short time, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover."

"Well, what about the other injuries?"

"Other injuries are skin injuries."

The Sword Demon didn't care: "I can move to the highest level with a little movement of the Eucharist!"

"That being the case, then it is time for us to leave."

Cheng Feng stood up: "I have a feeling that my enemy already knows where I am at this moment."

"It won't be long before they will catch up!"

This is Cheng Feng's sixth sense.

This feeling, many people have, is a kind of instinct for people to sense danger.

"Did any enemy finally come?"

Hearing this, the sword demon became excited: "Very good, the more enemies come, the shorter the time for the blood prison to save enough energy!"

What the sword demon is most concerned about at the moment is the energy accumulation in Blood Prison.

The matter must be resolved by killing.

But Cheng Feng is not a villain, and he is not allowed to indiscriminately kill innocent people.

So the sword demon put hope on Cheng Feng's enemies.

After making a decision, Cheng Feng and Sword Demon stepped out of the cabin.

"Mr. Cheng, you have a good rest."

Lan Mingyi heard the news and asked with a smile on his face.

"Very good, thank you Mr. Old."

"Yes, it should."

Lan Mingyi waved his hands again and again, lowering his posture.

"Mr. Older, I have to take a step first if something happens."

After a few chats, Cheng Feng went straight to the topic.

"Mr. Cheng is leaving?"

Lan Mingyi's face changed: "Where can I entertain you?"

"It's not bad hospitality, it's something."

Cheng Feng said, and handed Lan Mingyi a piece of semi-sacred paper: "Old man, this is a piece of semi-sacred paper, which can keep you safe all the way."

"Since the son is in trouble, the old man will send you away!"

Lan Mingyi took the semi-sacred paper with both hands, and said respectfully.

"no need."

However, Cheng Feng waved his hand: "Let's meet again!"

When the words came to an end, Cheng Feng and the sword demon rose into the sky.

In a blink of an eye, disappeared.

"Cheng Feng, that ship has been watched."

Cheng Feng and the sword demon went down the river along the death plain, during which the sword demon said: "If I'm not mistaken, it should be a bandit group, ready to rob each other."

"Well, I noticed it too." Cheng Feng nodded.

When he was on the ship, the divine thoughts radiated, clearly ‘seeing’ that there was a water beast following the cargo ship's bottom.

The water beast is extremely human, and it is obviously captive.

Appeared under the cargo ship, there must be someone inquiring about the news, and the plot was wrong.

"The gangsters do nothing evil and destroy humanity."

The sword demon exuded a chill: "Such a man, kill!"

"Hehe ~~~"

Hearing the words, Cheng Feng glanced at the sword demon: "It's quite rare to say such righteous words from your mouth!"

The sword demon is lonely, and of course it is impossible to be righteous.

The reason he proposed to kill the bandit was just to add some energy to the blood prison.

Cheng Feng also saw this, what he said just now is just a joke.

"Let's go."

Cheng Feng said: "Anyway, it's idle, so solving the bandits by hand can be regarded as killing the name."

While speaking, Cheng Feng looked around in all directions, and soon noticed that there were dozens of martial art spirits lying in the vicinity of the river two thousand miles away.

Although it is hidden deeply, it is revealed under the eyes of the God of Creation.

When Cheng Feng arrived, they did not need Cheng Feng to shoot.

Stabbing ~~~

I saw the sword demon's eyes sweep away.

A mountain at the turn of the river was cut off directly.

Dozens of murderers hiding behind the mountain were planning to rob a cargo ship escorted by Lan Mingyi when they arrived.

He was suddenly assassinated and his body was cut into two pieces on the spot.

Falling in the dead deep river, the river was dyed red.

However, these reds did not fit into the river water.

Rather, like the red cloth, wait for all the red to converge.

Huh! Cheng Feng made a move.

All the blood was lost in Cheng Feng's hands.

"The robbers are too weak, and the essence of life is very low."

In Cheng Feng's hands, there is a red jade plate.

He glanced at it slightly, and put it away: "The essence of life for all people is added together, and the essence of life is not as high as a false Saint!"

"Oh?"

The sword devil frowned: "In this case, we need to kill Gao Xiuwei's warrior."

"Killing the weak is too inefficient!"

"Not necessarily."

Cheng Feng said: "Gathering sand into mountains, standing water into rivers!"

"The quantity is not enough to make it impossible."

"Furthermore, what the Blood Prison requires is the essence of life, not limited to humans."

"Those evil demon can also be killed!"

Before Cheng Feng killed a Lanming Anaconda, he collected more essence of life than these dozens of murderers.

"Well, I know." Wen Yan nodded.