Chapter 1100
Raise your hand,
Suddenly, endless golden sword energy rose up again.
It pressed down heavily below.
Ning Feng had no way to avoid it and could only confront it head-on, allowing the endless sword energy to bombard his body.
"Ouch."
The purple-gold dragon let out a strange howl, and after a while, he quickly detached from Ning Feng's body.
"Damn it, this hurts so much, I'm going to retreat first."
The purple-gold dragon jumped up and down, and the whole dragon was in a state of trouble. Large pieces of purple scales were shattered, and there was not a single piece of healthy meat on its body.
Ning Feng's condition at this moment was not much better than that of the Purple Gold Divine Dragon.
Having lost his armor, his body was nearly cut in half by the sword energy and it barely healed.
"fall."
boom,
That figure let out a low roar, like a god of war that penetrated heaven and earth.
An extremely terrifying golden sword light instantly appeared in front of Ning Feng.
puff,
Blood splattered and Ning Feng's body was pierced.
Ning Feng quickly broke away and went away.
The masked king had a cold expression on his face. He raised his hand and waved it, and another sword energy rose from the ground.
This sword,
The golden light was so bright that it seemed to cut through the heaven and earth!
Strong to the extreme,
At the same time, it is also extremely fast!
Puff puff…
Blood splattered continuously and Ning Feng's body was covered with wounds, but he finally broke the sword.
Moreover, this time he directly blew a gap in the sword formation at the cost of the self-destruction of one of the Eight-Part Pagoda.
He quickly rushed out of an exit.
The masked king waved his hand, and suddenly endless divine light shot up into the sky from the originally golden sword formation.
In an instant, the world turned into chaos. Divine light of nine colors, including purple, blood, gold, and yellow, spread out in all directions at a high speed with the sword formation as the center, like an ancient torrent.
Ning Feng rushed hundreds of miles in an instant, but was eventually caught up by the Masked King.
Trapped again.
"Damn, that's a bit strong. Otherwise, just give up this body."
The Purple Gold Dragon shouted.
Ning Feng's face turned pale, and he was also a little surprised. "As expected of a Martial God, he is really strong. If I want to cross levels and fight against a Martial God, at my current level, even if I use all my trump cards, it is almost impossible."
The Purple Gold Dragon rolled his eyes at him and said sarcastically, "Are you still human when you say that? You are just an Origin Powerhouse, not even at the Martial Saint level. It's incredible that you can resist for a bit."
At this moment, the Masked King saw this and said coldly, "You are very strong. Such talent makes me amazed, but with your current strength, it is beyond your ability to fight against a king."
Then, he sat cross-legged and began to refine Ning Feng on the spot.
Endless sword energy formed a huge field,
The terrifying sword energy crisscrossed and hit Ning Feng, making a clanging metallic sound.
In the outside world, many Star Clan warriors did not take action when seeing this, but watched from a distance.
Now that the king has taken action, there is no hope for those below the Martial Saint to compete. They can only wait for an opportunity.
Only those kings hiding in the dark have the strength to fight it head-on.
In a blink of an eye,
Three days passed, Ning Feng was trapped in the sword formation, and Cang Tian Baxue's body was stimulated to the extreme by him.
At first, the sword formation couldn't hurt him at all.
But as time went on, Ning Feng's body was gradually penetrated by the sword energy and began to show fundamental damage.
"Hmm? This boy is too terrifying. He can actually withstand the refining of a king."
When people in the outside world saw this scene, whether they were Martial Saints or Kings, they all looked extremely shocked.
Ning Feng is only an original warrior, needless to say, even if he is a martial saint, he will be refined by Wang in an instant.
Only a king can fight against another king. There is a saying in the astral world:
All under the king are ants, and this is not just talk.
Endless sword energy pierced Ning Feng's skin and flesh, penetrated into his blood and blood, and raged wildly.
Three more days passed.
Click,
A sound of metal breaking was heard, and a piece of Ning Feng's flesh shattered and turned into powder like metal.
"Damn, what a pity, this body."
The purple-gold dragon was inside Ning Feng's body. Looking at this scene, he sighed.
He watched this body being condensed by Ning Feng and knew very well how terrifying this body was.
If it is destroyed like this, I don’t know if I can find such high-quality raw materials next time I condense it.
"He can also be the city lord, not bad."
This time, seeing that Ning Feng could still hold on, King Tianling couldn't save face anymore.
He was just an original strong man, but he survived for six days with the refining of a king.
This is a great shame.
Boom boom boom,
Six terrifying figures rushed out of his body one after another, flew to six directions and sat down.
Immediately afterwards, six figures raised their hands and six small golden tripods blasted out.
Bang bang bang,
Ning Feng's arm and thigh exploded one after another in just half a day.
Soon, half of the body was refined and the blood mist was thick.
The terrifying power of the ancient times was surging. At this moment, the energy in the entire battle formation had boiled to a terrifying level.
[Ding, the 368th day of being a dog licker, the reward is the improved version of the Nine-Day Demon Body ~ Reversal Nine Demon Knife. ]
[Note: The Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Skill that the host has practiced before can be reversed up to 9 times. With each reversal, the host will pay the price of the demonic energy entering the body, and the combat power can be increased several times to reach the level of the Nine-Turn Demon Body. However, although the Reversal Demon God is strong, the host should not be greedy. If the demon body cannot be controlled, it is easy to go astray, causing irreparable damage and falling into the devil's way. ]
At this moment, new rewards arrived.
Ning Feng was among them.
Without saying anything, the demonic energy in his body began to circulate.
Possessed?
Falling into the devil's way?
All of this is not a problem in Ning Feng's eyes.
With the power of the mysterious mausoleum behind him, no evil spirit could devour him. As long as he moved his mind, the mausoleum could devour the evil spirit.
boom,
In an instant, Ning Feng directly reversed the magic power.
After the first level of reversal, the demonic energy on Ning Feng's body suddenly surged upwards at an extremely crazy rate.
Then, when he suddenly opened his eyes.
A terrifying demonic light flashed in his eyes.
He took one step at a time, and an extremely terrifying magic sword condensed in his hand. The ink-black blade light rapidly increased as if it had materialized.
Ning Feng raised the magic knife, faced the masked king head-on and slashed him down.