Chapter 356: The blood is brilliant

Zhu Mu frowned slightly. He stared at the battle in the field, feeling very unhappy.
These eight great truth monks were all he and his optimistic monks, but he couldn't even take down the eight guards, which really made his face a little bit uncontrollable.
"Senior Brother Zhu Mu, can you do it? Should you send someone to help you?"
On the side, the prospective sons of Suzaku Sacred Land sneered again and again, and they all teased when they saw Zhu Mu deflated, feeling extremely happy.
Of course, the truth is that these eight guards are so strong, which surprised them very much.
Zhu Mu's eight followers are also very famous among the true disciples of the Suzaku Holy Land, and their strength is unfathomable.
However, the fact that none of the eight guards can be scored really surprised them.
"Don't bother you guys!"
Zhu Mu snorted coldly, he naturally couldn't let other people help, otherwise, it would be hitting him on the face.
What's more, all those people are not at ease, just want to see his jokes.
Among the crowd, there are true disciples who looked at Qin Feng who stood aside. Qin Feng's white robe was dusty, with outstanding momentum and very eye-catching.
Especially the three beauties surrounding him make people feel that he is very enviable.
In the Palace of King Zhu, the sword spirit is still like a rainbow, and the Suzaku is shining brightly, illuminating the world, and the eight guards are getting more and more powerful. It seems that they have absorbed the sword moves of the eight guards and become more and more violent.
"The driving source of these eight guards is not the Suzaku Divine Mark?"
You Zhunshengzi discovered the surprise of the eight guards. On the eyebrows of the eight guards, there is no Suzaku pattern. The core of its driving force is different from the guards seen outside the underground palace, which makes him feel a little strange. .
"what happened?"
Zhu Mu's gaze condensed, and random and indifferent eyes swept towards Qin Feng. Qin Feng and others entered the underground palace one step ahead of them. He felt that the other party might know the reason.
Qin Feng did not speak, Zhu Yitian, Qian Ming and others naturally did not dare to answer, but everyone turned their attention to Qin Feng.
In response, Qin Feng said with a faint smile: "Yes, the energy core of these eight guards is different from what the outside world sees, but eight drops of divine blood."
"what?"
"How can it be?"
Qin Feng's words fell, and everyone around him was completely stunned, his fists were dumbfounded and his eyes filled with incredible surprise.
If what Qin Feng said was true, the blood that urged the eight guards was probably the blood of the gods left by the rumored king Zhu, which made everyone enthusiastic instantly.
The other quasi-saint sons who didn't do anything, their eyes were extremely brilliant, this blood was enough to evolve their Suzaku divine fire, make up for their Suzaku divine form, and make it reach the infinite realm!
"The blood of the gods is first come first served. The eight guards are fighting against my people. You are not allowed to it, otherwise you will kill you!"
Zhu Mu's gaze scanned the surroundings, his whole body spreading a powerful aura, and he was bound to win that blood.
The quasi-sage sons and the Tianjiao all around were a little regretful. They had known this a long time ago, and they had taken the lead just now and made a move to the eight guards first.
However, regarding Zhu Mu’s first-come-first-served words, the quasi-sage sneered directly and said:
It’s a first-come, first-served one. It’s clear that Qin Feng saw the eight guards first. It’s not like the truth is first come first served you."
"Yes, the eight guards in this underground palace were clearly seen by Junior Brother Qin Feng. You are first-come-first-served. It is not straightforward and you are not strong!"
On the side, the quasi-shengzi echoed and said, of course they knew that this was just nonsense, could Qin Feng really dare to go with Zhu Mu to grab it?
"It's him, just a mere cultivator of the Eighth Heaven. My people helped him stop the Eighth Guards. That saved their lives. Do you dare to object?"
Zhu Mu squinted at Qin Feng, curled his lips, and looked very disdainful. He didn't pay much attention to Qin Feng's Eighth Heaven's cultivation base.
Zhu Mu's words fell, and the other monks shrugged indifferently. They argued for Qin Feng just because of their own interests.
As for actually going to Qin Feng to get ahead, they didn't bother to do it. The other party didn't live up to it, and they were even more lazy to do it.
However, there are some monks who have paid attention to Qin Fengxin's delicateness, and they have noticed something strange from Zhu Mu's words.
Qin Feng's cultivation level actually reached the Eighth Layer of Momentum, which shocked them extremely.
Not long ago, at the power conference, Qin Feng's cultivation was still concerned with moving the four heavens. After only a few days, he has reached the eighth heaven of moving. Doesn't it mean that the opponent has got countless Vermillion Bird Divine Marks?
Of course, although they had guesses in their hearts, they didn't say anything at all. The cultivation base of the Eighth Layer of Intentions was nothing to the Saint Child.
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The place is still shining brightly, the sword aura is soaring, and the eight guards have become more and more courageous as they fought. The divine power fluctuations that spread out are getting stronger and stronger, and in the end they have multiple times.
For a while, the eight major monks who were fighting against them all had eyesight and lost confidence.
Because, they felt that the eight guards, if there was a divine furnace in their bodies, spreading and flowing amazing Suzaku divine will, their power was earth-shattering, making them hard to control themselves.
"puff!"
Suddenly, a monk was hit, the whole person flew out and hit the wall of King Zhu's Palace, slipped softly and lost his combat effectiveness.
"How can it be?"
Immediately afterwards, two more voices came, and two more disciples were blasted out. They were in the void, and they hit the ground with blood from their mouths.
This seemed to have caused a chain reaction. The other five monks failed one after another, all of them were seriously injured, and they were no longer able to fight.
"Fuck!"
"Nima, these eight guards are so strong, are they really driven by blood?"
The true biography disciples around were all stunned. The Shengwei fluctuations of these eight guards were simply terrifying. None of the true biography disciples were opponents, which made people shocked.
"A bunch of trash!"
There was a cold chill on Zhu Mu's face. He was extremely optimistic about the eight true students, but facing the eight guards, all of them were seriously injured, which made him feel unhappy.
These people were injured, it was a loss of his own face, and the eyes of the other thirty-odd prospective sons on him made him feel very embarrassed.
"What do you want to see, do you want to die?"
Zhu Mu saw Qin Feng standing on the side with a smile on his face, and immediately stopped getting angry. The other quasi-sage sons who moved to the mountain realm just watched his jokes.
Qin Feng, who moved the Eighth Heaven in front of him, even dared to laugh at him. He simply didn't know how to write dead words!
When Qin Feng heard this, he was immediately unhappy. He raised his head and squinted at Zhu Mu in front of him, snorted coldly, and said, "I'm going, are you he?"
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