Chapter 2195

"Hoo ~ ~"

In the gully, Cheng Fengchang breathed out: "the lost divine power has finally been replenished!"

The first world war just now was not long.

But the consumption was great. Cheng Feng's divine power was consumed by 7788.

This time, he swallowed tens of thousands of Jin of Yuan Lingshi and just added it back.

"It seems that you need to keep your mind when you fight with the ninth master of heaven in the future."

Cheng Feng thought to himself, "we must keep the divine power at its peak at all times to avoid overturning the boat in the gutter."

The quality of Cheng Feng's divine power is only stronger than that of the ninth heavy warrior.

But the quantity is not as good as it is.

If you don't pay attention in battle, it will become the key to defeat.

"Just now I vaguely heard nine thunderbolts."

Cheng Feng whispered, "the thunder must be the vision of heaven and earth after the fall of the ninth heavy warrior."

"At this time, the secret base of wanlingmen must have known the news of the death of Mo Cang and others."

"So I don't have to act in a hurry. First enter the ten thousand sword map and subdue the holy paper."

Before Cheng Feng killed Mo Cang, he dragged a piece of "semi holy paper" of Mo Cang's mace into the picture of ten thousand swords.

If you can subdue it and use it for yourself, it will become a trump card in Cheng Feng's hand.

Shua! Cheng Feng enters the picture of ten thousand swords.

Soon I saw that a piece of blue paper was like a sky curtain, lying on the dome of the picture of ten thousand swords.

In the paper, a purple fog swirled around, making the whole ten thousand sword picture become Yin, fierce and evil.

However, without waiting for the purple fog to make trouble.

Wow ~ ~

A huge dragon head in the picture of ten thousand swords suddenly sends out a suction.

Directly tore the purple fog from the sky and pulled it into the nostrils of the dragon head.

Let the two closed eyes of the Dragon produce a ray of light.

Seems to have a life, to live in general!

"No, the dragon head swallowed the five-star fierce thing."

Seeing this scene, Cheng Feng's face changed slightly: "the fierce thing is formed by people's resentment. If the dragon's head swallows it, there may be some change."

"If you lose control, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Just thinking, hum ~ ~

The eyebrows of the huge dragon head suddenly condensed purple.

Even if it produced a purple figure, it was branded on the dragon's head.

Then the eyes of the giant dragon head opened.

Two terrible rays of light emitted, like two rounds of blazing sun, people dare not look directly.

"Grass, there's really something wrong."

Cheng Feng's scalp was numb: "the Dragon saint's head absorbed the five-star resentment, and indeed there was a variation."

"The head of the Dragon saint has preserved a lot of flesh and blood, and has been used by the ectopic side to call the power of Tianfeng mainland. It has been kept warm for many years."

"Although there is only one head left, it is also boundless terror."

"If you turn against me, it would be a disaster!"

However, what you are afraid of comes from what you are afraid of.

Cheng Feng just thought about it. The dragon eyes of the Dragon saint's head looked at Cheng Feng.

The hatred and evil in his eyes made Cheng Feng stiff.

"Madder, it's over!"

"The Dragon saint's head has long died and is now controlled by the five-star resentment. He must regard me as an accomplice of the valley medicine king."

"The valley medicine King tortured the five-star resentful master cruelly for alchemy."

"This time, the other party is staring at me. I'm surprised if I don't play dead!"

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng immediately prepared to escape the ten thousand sword map.

When he fled, he swept his mind and intended to take away Wang Qingwen, who had been sent to the ten thousand sword picture a few days ago.

Because if you leave the other party, you must die!

However, Cheng Feng did not escape from the ten thousand sword map.

A mighty force suddenly came and fell on Cheng Feng, like a mountain.

Even if Cheng Feng's cultivation was about to reach the eighth weight of climbing to heaven, he was pressed to the ground.

Don't run away. It's difficult to even move.

"Grass, it's over!"

Cheng Feng had a feeling of egg pain at the moment, and his face was bitter: "if I knew that resentment could control the Dragon saint's head, I wouldn't send the holy paper into the ten thousand sword map."

"Now it's good. Not only can it not be good, but it will lose its life!"

The threat of death haunts Cheng Feng.

But Cheng Feng didn't give up and stared at the semi holy paper in the sky.

If you can get the approval of semi holy paper, with the power of holy paper, you may be able to stop the attack and killing of dragon holy head and escape from the ten thousand sword picture!

"Cheng Feng, holy paper is usually made by saints themselves."

"Generally, they can only be controlled by themselves or their descendants."

"Others can only exert a little strength and can not be fully recognized!"

The words of Nalan's long life made Cheng Feng sink in his heart.

But then Nalan Changsheng said, "however, as long as you can erase the blood mark left by the saint on the holy paper, and then leave your own blood mark."

"Then the holy paper will become your object and can be used at will."

"Erase the blood mark?"

Cheng Feng's eyes lit up: "Uncle Nalan, how should the blood mark be erased?"

"This depends on real ability."

Nalan said, "the blood mark is very strong and contains the holy power."

"Unless the same level or a higher level exists, ordinary people can't erase the blood mark of saints."

"Uncle Nalan, this holy paper in the ink warehouse is only a holy paper made by a semi holy statue."

Cheng Feng's eyebrows picked up: "its blood mark should be the weakest of the saint's blood marks."

"I want to try. If I don't succeed, I will become benevolent!"

Cheng Feng can't care so much about the current crisis.

The Dragon saint's head that can erase the blood mark in the holy paper and suppress the recovery is the best.

If it is indelible, there is no regret!

After making up his mind, Cheng Feng opened the eyes of the God of creation and looked up at the sky.

Suddenly I saw a huge golden mountain lying in the middle of the semi holy paper in the sky.

This mountain is a drop of semi holy blood.

It's the blood mark.

If Cheng Feng wants to be recognized by the holy paper, he must break the golden giant and leave his own blood mark.

"It really deserves to be semi holy. A drop of blood condensed into a huge mountain."

Cheng Feng sighed: "I hope this mountain is not too strong, let me collapse quickly!"

With this in mind, Cheng Feng has been killed by the divine soul.

Boom! It hit the golden giant.

Such a close-up killing of spirits can completely blow the head of a ninth level expert into powder.

However, it didn't even have any effect on the golden giant.

On the contrary, it makes Cheng Feng's spirit feel sharp pain.

"Shit, so strong?"

Cheng Feng's cheek twitched, then directly twitched and cut the magic knife, and cut the strongest knife to it.

However, it still has little effect.

Just let the golden giant ripple.

The next moment, it returned to normal, and there was not even a crack.

This made Cheng Feng dumbfounded.

What's more, the Dragon saint's head is ready to fight Cheng Feng under the control of five-star resentment.