Chapter 1291： Emperor's power upgrade

"Hahahahaha."

Hearing Lu Feng's words, Wu Ling smiled more presumptuously, and said: "Joke, joke!"

"This is the biggest joke I have ever heard since I was born."

Wu Ling looked at Lu Feng and said with a smile: "As far as your emperor's seventh heaven is, where are you confident that can kill me?"

"Extremely ridiculous!"

At the same time, the little worries that had just arisen in Wu Ling's heart disappeared.

Because Lu Feng's words are really funny.

The martial artist of the emperor's seventh heaven, wants to kill a soul body of the sage's fourth heaven?

Isn't this just a joke?

"is it?"

Looking at Wu Ling, Lu Feng smiled slightly, and said: "You think this is a joke, then I will let you see how this joke solved your life."

"The power of the emperor."

"Roar!"

Lu Feng took a sudden step forward, and the surging soul power in his body quickly condensed in front of him, transforming into a five-clawed golden dragon.

The huge longan locked the witch spirit, and the terrifying dragon was suppressed on the witch spirit.

"What a strong soul power!"

Wu Ling took two steps back, his expression shocked.

He didn't expect Lu Feng's soul power to be so powerful.

"But even if your soul is powerful?" Wu Ling sneered and said: "With this power, you can't kill me."

"Yes, this little power really can't kill you, so I have prepared another big gift for you."

"Condensation!"

Lu Feng slapped his handprints with both hands, condensing the original Xuanwen'soul' in front of him.

When this Xuanwen first appeared, eight more similar Xuanwen characters appeared in Lu Feng's body.

Nine identical initial Xuanwen condensed in the void.

The terrifying soul pressure instantly filled this array space.

"what?"

Wu Ling's complexion changed drastically in an instant. Under the pressure of this soul, he felt that his soul seemed to be pressed against a mountain.

Although the soul is not broken, it is also very uncomfortable.

But what was even more strange in his heart was how could Lu Feng release nine initial profound texts in an instant? Lu Feng's soul power is simply not enough to support him to portray nine initial profound texts instantly!

"and many more……"

Suddenly Wu Ling remembered. He stared at Lu Feng and said solemnly: "You just talked to me to delay time and secretly portray these profound texts?"

"Otherwise you think I have time to talk nonsense with you?" Lu Feng sneered.

Although the feedback from the probe technique above is that the witch spirit's formation space has no attack power and can only be used as a trapped formation.

But Wu Ling was at least a martial artist of the Four Heavens of the Sovereign before his death. With this level of intrepid existence, the ghost knew if there would be any special means to change this situation.

That's why Lu Feng talked nonsense with Wu Ling and chose to delay the time to let himself arrange the nine ‘soul’ initial profound texts.

This is also the limit he can arrange now.

If it weren't for the current realm to reach the peak of the Emperor Nine Heavens for a short time, he would not be able to arrange it.

Now, it's time to kill this witch spirit!

"town!"

Lu Feng slammed his hands down.

At the same time, the original Xuanwen of the nine ‘soul’ characters in the void was also suppressed.

"boom!"

Wu Ling's body was instantly pressed to the ground, and a large hole was made out of the ground, and most of the body went in.

The face that was somewhat illusory was pale and terrifying.

The witch spirit was originally a soul body, although it was a high realm, it was still a soul body.

In Lu Feng's hands, whether it was the emperor's might or the initial Xuanwen of the word ‘soul’, both had very, very strong suppression on the soul body.

Coupled with the realm of his hypocritical saint, the combination of the three is enough to make the witch spirit very, very uncomfortable.

But just being uncomfortable is not enough, the witch spirit must die.

Only in this way can this formation space disappear, and oneself can enter the territory of Nanyan Kingdom, complete the task of the imperial conscription order, receive task rewards, and improve the realm.

"Condensation."

With a deep sigh, Lu Feng waved his hands and controlled the emperor's might to enter the middle of the nine original profound texts of the word ‘soul’.

Hum!

Xuanwen buzzed and got into the five-clawed golden dragon made by the emperor's power.

"Roar!"

Soon, the five-clawed golden dragon let out a loud dragon roar, passing through the formation barrier, cutting through the sky, and sounding in the northern grassland.

On the horns of the five-clawed golden dragon, there is a purple-golden initial mysterious text with the word "soul".

This is due to the combination of the original Xuanwen of the word "Soul" and the five-clawed golden dragon.

In this purple-golden Xuanwen, this terrifying soul suppression was emitted.

"Ding, congratulations to the host emperor's upgrade in power."

At this moment, the system prompt sounded suddenly.

"Ok?"

When Lu Feng heard the system prompt, he was taken aback, how could the emperor's power be upgraded? And why did it suddenly upgrade?

But he didn't have time to figure it out now, he controlled the five-clawed golden dragon to rush towards the witch spirit quickly.

"Do not!"

Wu Ling wanted to avoid it, but under the suppression of the five-clawed golden dragon's soul, he could not control the movement of his body at all. He could only watch the five-clawed golden dragon rush down.

"Stop it!"

But at this moment, a roar came.

Gong Yang Xu's figure suddenly appeared in front of Wu Ling, his hands clasped together and hit the five-claw golden dragon.

boom!

The five-clawed golden dragon was hit and flew directly, shaking in the air.

"puff!"

At the same time, Lu Feng also spurted out a mouthful of blood. The five-clawed golden dragon transformed by the emperor's might was his soul power. At this time, he was slapped by a martial artist from the four heavens, which was very uncomfortable.

But the five-clawed golden dragon has not dissipated yet!

"It's not dead yet!"

Gong Yang Xu couldn't believe his eyes.

Just now, the palm of his hand was an angry shot, it was a full blow.

But such an attack hit the five-clawed golden dragon transformed into Lu Feng's soul power, but it failed to crush the five-clawed golden dragon.

What's happening here?

"Die me!"

At this time, a fierce qi suddenly appeared and locked on Lu Feng's body.

Gong Yang Yiwen also appeared in the formation space holding the witch **** bow.

"stop!"

"Stop!"

Seeing this, Gong Yang Xu hurriedly said: "Don't let go of your arrows anymore. If your arrows pierce the void again and destroy this array space, maybe you will give Lu Feng a chance to escape again."

When Gong Yang Xu said this, his heart was aggrieved. The other saints of the Fourth Heavenly Heaven wanted to kill a Emperor's Seventh Heavenly warrior. How could there be so much trouble.

Just kill it directly.

But when I got here, it was completely different. My own dignified martial artist of the Four Heavens, and a helper of the Holy Trinity, let Lu Feng, the Emperor of the Seventh Heaven, run away twice.

Although Lu Feng's current realm has been raised to the Emperor's Nine Heavens through secret methods, he is still a warrior of the Emperor's Seventh Heaven.

This is a shame!

But there is no way, anyone who does not allow himself to be proficient in space mysterious text, give Lu Feng a chance to use the space mysterious text to escape.

Aggrieved!

Now, I can only take it slowly step by step, and absolutely can't move the space, so as not to give Lu Feng a chance to escape.

But the most aggrieved person is Gongyang Yiwen.