Chapter 2427

"This three meter strong man should have condensed eight holy patterns."

Cheng Feng took the empty pot in his hand and thought to himself, "Xiao Jin swallowed the body and must wake up soon!"

Xiao Jin has fallen into a deep sleep for a long time.

Cheng Feng originally thought that Xiaojin would finish the promotion and wake up in a short time.

But up to now, it has not been able to wake up.

However, this is not necessarily a bad thing. The more saints' bodies Xiao Jin devours, the more energy in his body.

After finishing the promotion in the future, he will soar to the sky and become Cheng Feng's right-hand man!

"Congratulations, master. Kill such a strong enemy!"

At this time, the injured people arrived and bowed to Cheng Feng.

"It's just killing an eight grain true saint."

However, Cheng Feng didn't care: "the battle will be more and more intense."

"It's a real joy to live to the end!"

Cheng Feng is right.

The fight in the secret realm of blood prison is the survival of the fittest.

The longer you live, the stronger your cultivation.

Cheng Feng can meet the enemy of BaWen Zhensheng now, and the enemy later will be stronger.

"Now there are more than 300 people left?"

Cheng Feng put away his magic knife and looked up at the map.

I found that there were not many light spots on the map.

Scattered, about 300.

"This amount is still too much."

Cheng Feng said faintly, "I don't want it for too long. The secret place of blood prison will reduce our scope of activities again and intensify our fight."

Cheng Feng's voice just fell, buzzing ~ ~

The blood red shield in the sky began to shrink again.

Push Cheng Feng and them and fly to the center of the secret place of blood prison.

During this period, Cheng Feng met several martial artists.

These people should have seen the picture of Cheng Feng killing a three meter strong man. They are quite afraid of Cheng Feng.

Seeing Cheng Feng approaching, they rushed to the distance.

Of course, some people are very confident in themselves and rush to kill Cheng Feng.

The result is self-evident. He was killed by Cheng Feng, the weapon was swallowed by the magic knife, and the body was thrown into the empty pot to feed the Dragon lice.

When the blood red shield stopped contracting, four or five people had died in Cheng Feng's hands.

As Cheng Feng's reputation spread, many people remembered Cheng Feng's "light spots" and walked around Cheng Feng.

"Sir, the diameter of our activity area is less than 10000 Li."

I hurt and said, "it's estimated that another time will force everyone near the blood Flame Mountain."

"Then the ultimate fight will come!"

"Well, it's really near the last minute."

Cheng Feng nodded: "you'll be smart later. Once you meet a strong enemy, I can't spare time to save you."

Cheng Feng meets Yu Ren by chance. He doesn't want to bother to help each other in the final fight.

"Elder, I understand this."

Yu renshang is a smart man. After listening to Cheng Feng's words, he immediately said, "senior, just give me a little help when I'm free."

Then I bowed to Cheng Feng.

"All right, get ready."

Cheng Feng waved his hand: "the ultimate fight will open after a long time."

Up to now, the fighting has gradually formed a big pattern.

With dozens of strong people as groups, it dominates the Wanli area centered on blood Flame Mountain.

The rest of the fighters either deliberately hide their strength and wait for opportunities, or practice weak and hide.

These people became the targets of the dozens of groups.

Cheng Feng and others were injured. He is one of the dozens of strong groups.

But they never take the initiative and have been watching the change.

Watch other strong groups hang the rest.

During this period, the strong groups occasionally encounter hard stubble, which not only failed to strangle each other, but also completely destroyed themselves.

Create a new strong group and make the strength of the strong group better.

After more than an hour, almost all the weak were killed.

There are only more than 60 strong groups scattered in all directions.

"Senior, I'm afraid the ultimate fight is coming."

At this time, I was very nervous and my palms were sweating.

Because the remaining more than 60 strong groups are powerful.

His five patterns are really holy. If he is not careful, he will lose his life.

"Don't panic. Now everyone is afraid of each other and won't fight immediately."

Cheng Feng always kept calm and said, "what we need to do now is to keep a low profile!"

"When the others move first, we're waiting for the opportunity to act!"

Cheng Feng's analysis is quite accurate.

The fighting has been going on until now, and everyone is afraid.

For fear of being targeted by others, join hands to hang and die!

For a moment, no one fought with each other.

Even if the blood light shield shrinks again, it will gather the people within three thousand miles of the blood Flame Mountain.

Many people look up and can see freckles on each other's faces.

However, only a few strong groups met together were allowed to fight. After the battle, the situation of mutual confrontation was restored.

"This year is a little strange."

Seeing this scene, I was slightly relieved: "the fight came to the end, but stopped!"

"It won't stop. It's just a moment of peace before the storm."

However, Cheng Feng shook his head: "I estimate that in not too long, someone will be impatient and set off the final fight!"

Just then, Cheng Feng suddenly stopped.

"Elder, what's the matter?"

Seeing this, I asked about the injury.

"You stand back."

Cheng Feng's face was uncertain: "I'm afraid there's something wrong with me. I need to deal with it."

Let's go, bang ~ ~

A soul ring of Cheng Feng suddenly burst to pieces and a pottery pot appeared.

This pottery pot is very common and its workmanship is very rough, but it gives people a great feeling, as if it can accommodate a vast ocean.

But at the moment, the earthenware pot was glowing and shaking violently.

Something seems to rush out of the pottery pot!

"Elder, what's the situation?"

I was startled by the injury and asked loudly.

"Stand back!"

Cheng Feng didn't answer, but told him to step back.

At the same time, the divine power in Cheng Feng's body urged him to turn into powerful hands and wrap the pottery pots layer by layer.

I want to stabilize the pottery pot and keep the things in it from getting out of trouble.

However, the effect is not great.

With the brilliance of the pottery pot, the pottery pot expanded violently.

Spread out the powerful hands.

Finally, 嘭～～

A violent explosion sounded.

Soon there was a bronze coffin several meters long, flying out of the broken pottery pot!

"A... Coffin?"

Hundreds of miles away, I saw the bronze coffin and looked puzzled.

"A coffin?"

"This coffin is not simple. The explosion just now was enough to kill a real saint with seven or eight patterns, but it did not cause any damage to the coffin."

"Even, the explosion just now was caused by this coffin."

"The owner of the coffin, I'm afraid it's a cruel role!"