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King of Gods – Chapter 1275
Chapter 1275 – Pure Spirit Holy Water
After bringing the one-armed man into the S.p.a.ce-cloak Dimension, Zhao Feng and the Black Destroying Serpent Dragon also entered.
Goddamn bum! I was in the internal dimension of the Spacetime Cloak?
After recovering from the Soul eye bloodline technique, the one-armed man dejectedly scanned his surroundings. Around him was a vast starry sky while underneath was an enormous gray stone slab. There was a young man dressed in black and cold face on this plate as well as an egg.
The black-clothed youth had a sinister and terrifying aura, but his cultivation was too low for the one-armed man to care less about it. What he was really surprised at was the presence of the egg.
However, he did not have time to worry about such things right now.
"Where do you plan to run now?" Zhao Feng had a teasing smile on his face.
He was the owner of the Spacetime Cloak, so he could greatly restrain his opponents in the Spacetime Cloak Dimension. But enemies can also easily damage the core of the Spacetime Cloak in this dimension and severely damage the Spacetime Cloak.
Swish!
Zhao Feng's body flashed, and he appeared to the right of the one-armed man and shot out his palm. On the other hand, the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon launched its own Destructive attack.
What a powerful oppression! The one-armed man grimaced.
Zhao Feng was the master of the Spacetime Cloak, so the one-armed man's Space Intent was extremely restrained here, and using Spacetime Intent was absolutely impossible.
The kabooom!
The one-armed man could only push his body to its limit and endure.
The skeleton of the Spacetime Cloak should be on this gray slab! The one-armed man stared straight down.
If he could damage the skeleton of the Spacetime Cloak, he could easily leave this dimension.
“Do not install useless structures. In fact, I could easily kill you outside, and now that you are in the Dimension of the Spacetime Cloak, you even have less strength to resist. ” Zhao Feng directed his left eye at the one-armed man and released a powerful Eye Intent coupled with the highest Spacetime Intent.
"Space-time Seal!" Real and unreal Spacetime intent descended upon the one-armed man.
"This is ... Spacetime ... eye lineage technique!" The one-armed man's face turned startled as even the speed at which he spoke slowed down.
Spacetime Intent is a supreme Intent that is very difficult to grasp. For the sake of convenience, average True Immortals would dip their feet into Space Intent, but they would not even worry about Time Intent.
But right now, Zhao Feng was using the Spacetime eye bloodline technique. Moreover, this eye bloodline technique was extremely profound, even capable of holding back an Ancient God like a one-armed man.
"Strike now!" Zhao Feng shouted.
"Breath of the Destroying Dragon!" The Black Destruction Serpent Dragon activated its bloodline and spat out a Destructive black fire sun that enveloped the one-armed man.
"The Curse of Death!" Zhao Wang took out the Death Curse Staff and used the forbidden art.
The Death Curse Staff, like the Spacetime Cloak, had a set of combat skills and secret arts recorded within it. Zhao Wang's cultivation was rather low, so he mainly relied on the strength of the Death Curse Staff to injure the one-armed man.
Zhao Feng also did not stop, shooting out the three Soul eye bloodline techniques with his left eye.
“Sial I'll destroy your Space Cloak!” Desperation slowly began to appear on the one-armed man's face.
"He'll blow himself up!" Zhao Feng immediately knew what the one-armed man was trying to do. However, since he was bound by the Spacetime eye bloodline technique, even self-destruction took a very long time.
"Fire Eyes Lightning Tribulation!" Zhao Feng immediately began to gather Tribulation Lightning energy in his left eye.
Krack!
Twisted Tribulation Lightning flames exploded on the one-armed man's soul, blocking his attempt to blow himself up.
The Black Destroying Serpent Dragon and Zhao Wang continued to attack.
The Eye of the Gods!
When Zhao Feng realized through his left eye that one hand was on the verge of self-explosion, he used the eye-bloodline technique of his left eye.
Under the Spacetime Seal, the one-armed man was slow even in thinking of putting up a fight, making him much more vulnerable to this attack. Thus, the one-armed man's golden soul slowly began to be pulled from his body.
The weaker the soul's control over the body, the less likely it is to self-detonate.
The explosion! Bang out!
The Black Destroying Serpent Dragon and Zhao Wang used this opportunity to attack the one-armed man's body, inflicting terrible wounds on it.
"The Spacetime Seal effect will disappear!" Zhao Feng could feel the determination of the one-armed man to fight getting stronger. In the end, he was able to completely reject the God-Eye Stare.
"Then get back to your body!" Zhao Feng could not help but laugh as he stopped the God-Eye Stares.
This one-armed man had lived for many years, so his Soul Intent was extremely powerful. It would be rather difficult to extract his soul.
However, the Black Destroying Serpent Dragon and Zhao Wang had basically finished destroying his body. Even if one hand returned to his body now, he would find it extremely difficult to produce a powerful self-explosion.
"Shoppers! The Blazing Golden Race will never forgive you!” the one-armed man shouted furiously.
His body was so shattered and torn apart that it did not even look like a human. Zhao Feng and the others could clearly feel that the golden blood in his body was flowing rapidly while trying to heal his wounds.
"Even if you explode yourself, you won't be a threat to me." Zhao Feng's indifferent eyes looked at the one-armed man while smiling playfully.
“What are you planning?” The one-armed man felt helpless.
His injuries are too severe. Even with his bloodline and secret techniques, he would need some time to recover. But since Zhao Feng had yet to commit murder, it was clear that he still had a chance to live.
"Be my slave." Zhao Fengs tone of voice indicated that there was no room to negotiate.
“Haha, you are delusional!” The one-armed man raised his head and laughed.
But before the one-armed man finished talking
Swish!
Zhao Feng blinked to the side and activated his left eye. Zhao Feng and the one-armed man disappeared.
A moment later, the couple appeared in another dimension. It's a series of volcanoes. At the summit and around this volcano, a vast and majestic palace had been built.
"Where's this? Why did you bring me here!?” yelled the one-armed man.
He did not remember ever seeing a place like this. Not used to being afraid.
At this moment, a searing and majestic pressure descended.
"Lord God!" The Blood Fire Qilin Race Patriarch appeared next to the one-armed man and respectfully looked at Zhao Feng.
"This is ... You are God .. God?" The one-armed man stared dumbstruckly at the powerful Blood Fire Qilin Race Patriarch, and then he turned around in fear to Zhao Feng.
Why was such a terrifying expert called Zhao Feng Lord God?
Lord God? The one-armed man suddenly thought of something, and then he looked Zhao Feng's left eye anxiously.
“Don't let him die, but the rest is up to you,” Zhao Feng casually ordered.
"Yes!" The Patriarch of the Fire Qilin Blood Race immediately gave a savage smile.
A moment later, a majestic energy enveloped the one-armed man, freezing his blood, Divine Power, and his mind, making him unable to resist.
"Where are the things I asked for?" Zhao Feng asked.
"Here!" The white-bearded patriarch produced a small red bottle.
Swish!
Zhao Feng took the red bottle and left the Ancient Dream Realm.
The area of the Ancient Lonely God Realm where Zhao Feng and the one-armed man were fighting was still lit up with black and gold flames. The terrifying aura and terrifying heat made the other creatures too afraid to get close.
Swish!
The Black Destroying Serpent Dragon suddenly appeared.
“Teacher's right. There really is someone!” The Black Destroying Serpent Dragon quickly left.
While fighting with the one-armed man, Zhao Feng had detected through his left eye the other members of the Blazing Golden Race. They might be all subordinates of this man. This was why Zhao Feng moved the battle to the Spacetime Cloak; to hide some of his trump cards.
Four people were hidden in the perimeter away from this fire-filled area.
‘Who is that black scaly man?
"It's not Zhao Feng and it's not the Ancient God of our race!"
After he was quite far away from the area, Zhao Feng emerged from the Spacetime Cloak. He put on his white hat and continued on his way.
"What happened to the Spiritual Race?" Zhao Feng muttered.
As he passed through the factions under the control of the Spiritual Race, he realized that the atmosphere was extremely tense.
About a month later, Zhao Feng returned to the Spiritual Race.
"Zhao Feng has returned!"
Zhao Feng's appearance triggered an uproar in the working disciples, peripheral disciples, and inner disciple realm.
“Zhao Feng, in the future, do not go alone. You are a genius who is supervised by the entire Ziling Zone. Many factions might try to kill you!” In the sky, some Ancient Gods from the Spiritual Race immediately scolded him.
They only knew that Zhao Feng had left when they found out that he had appeared in the Holy Land of Life.
“Zhao Feng, one month from now, the Spiritual Race will distribute the Pure Spirit Holy Water. You have just broken through, so this Holy Water will be of great benefit to you. Don't miss this opportunity, ”Spirit Floating Ancient God slowly said.
"I understand." With this casual comment, Zhao Feng returned to his residence.
“It appears that he did not accept the invitation of Life Sacred Land!” The Ancient God Elders exchanged looks in silence.
When they found out that Zhao Feng had appeared in the Holy Land of Life, their first reaction was to think that Zhao Feng had betrayed the Spiritual Race and chose to join the Holy Land, instead, but the results surprised them.
After returning to his residence, Zhao Feng prepared to leave and see Zhao Yufei, but he soon realized that there was a line around his palace. It was clear that Zhao Yufei was in seclusion.
Swish!
Zhao Feng took out a small red bottle.
"I wonder what the effect of the Blood Flame Qilin Race will be." Zhao Feng impatiently unclogged it, spilled some blood, and rubbed it on his arm.
Zhao Feng started cultivating, circulating the Ancient Sun Demon Bloodline to absorb and filter this blood.
Krack!
Instantly, the blood-colored flame on Zhao Feng's body became twice as large. These bloody flames wriggled and twisted as if they were struggling and struggling.
A while later, the blood on Zhao Feng's arm completely disappeared, and he opened his eyes.
"So few, but my Ancient Sun Demon Bloodline has managed to advance ten places!"
Not many types of blood could be absorbed by his ancient bloodline, but the blood of the Blood Flame Qilin Race was one of them.
"Fuckin' thick! The Spiritual Race will soon distribute the Pure Spirit Holy Water!” Zhao Feng suddenly recalled, although he still did not know what exactly this Pure Spirit Holy Water was.
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