The twelve pages of the Book of Destruction should represent twelve civilizations!

However, time is endless and infinite. Will there only be twelve civilizations?

For example, there are countless desolate planets behind the Sealed Gate. If one planet represents a civilization, there are more than twelve there!

Perhaps the Book of Sealings only collects the twelve strongest civilizations.

Take the Titans for example, a civilization that even the gods are afraid of.

For example, the Ancestral Insect is sealed with three stone gates, and it can even be unsealed with the life of a demigod.

For example, Kuangzhan took the path to becoming a god. It is impossible for people without divine blood to embark on this path. To actually allow this civilized person to rush in, how powerful is that!

"Could it be Qing?" Zhang Feng once asked himself. But he was not sure.

He asked Lei Fuxiang, but the result was that Lei Fuxiang turned into dust in an instant. If Lei Fuxiang didn't have the resurrection crystal, he would have died long ago.

Only then did Zhang Feng realize that not everyone could peep into some of the past history.

At least not the current Lei Fuxiang!

Hundreds of wolves besieged Zhang Feng, but they became Zhang Feng's training opponent.

Zhang Feng continued to familiarize himself with the Nine-Tails' attacks and became more proficient in the Yue family's marksmanship.

From one person controlling all nine tails to attacking and defending in different places.

Zhang Feng's body was constantly attacked and even bitten by wolves.

His mental energy is rapidly depleting.

Because during the practice, Zhang Feng found that controlling the nine tails separately also consumes a lot of energy.

Originally, the angel's God of War will can permanently consume mental power. But obviously that is only for ordinary situations. When it comes to combat weapons such as Titan Heritage and Nine-Tails, its function is only to slow down the consumption of mental power.

When Zhang Feng's mental power dropped to a certain level, Zhang Feng immediately killed these earth wolves with thunder and then rested.

After putting away the nine tails, Zhang Feng could use the angel's God of War will to recover most of his mental power in less than a minute of breathing.

Fighting goes from day to night, Zhang Feng fights non-stop, then rests, and then fights again!

Due to the heavy consumption of mental and physical strength, Zhang Feng's eyes began to become congested and he even felt dizzy.

At this time, Zhang Feng stopped, gasped and said to himself: "That's it for today. Fatty doesn't come from one bite."

On this day, he walked a hundred miles out of the upper city.

Zhang Feng found a small river in a low-lying area.

Zhang Feng set up a small tent by the river, took a comfortable bath, and then caught two fish and grilled them.

Thirty days, not much time!

Zhang Feng ate and rested for a while. After recovering his mental strength, he immediately practiced the body of destruction by the river.

Two hundred drops of source blood, together they are about the size of an egg.

Source blood differentiation!

boom!

Zhang Feng's body erupted with a sound of iron, stone and gold.

The fearless body suffered a terrible impact. But the fearless body was so strong that it actually suppressed the violent power in the body.

The violent power surged in Zhang Feng's body, and then more power surged out from the source blood.

These forces are gathering more and more, but there is no breakthrough.

This power can easily kill any master whose defense is B.

Now, because of the tenacity of the fearless body, even the divine blood cannot break through! They have nowhere to go and can only continue to bombard Zhang Feng's body.

Zhang Feng groaned in pain and spat out a mouthful of golden blood.

Although his body is considered indestructible, his internal organs are very fragile.

The force directly shattered his five internal organs and almost crushed his body into a piece of bloody mud.

"No, if this continues, I will be like a ball, and I will be crushed to death sooner or later." Zhang Feng thought to himself.

Only then did he realize that Titan inheritance was not a good thing at this time.

What should I do if I can’t express my strength?

Zhang Feng endured the pain of the flesh and blood in his body constantly exploding and regenerating.

Although your life is not death at that moment, and your physical strength will not be consumed. But the pain of crushing your internal organs and internal organs is very difficult for people to bear.

The power of the divine blood is constantly released and strengthened.

The pain kept tearing Zhang Feng's nerves, and was more painful than death. Even Zhang Feng's will could hardly bear it.

"It must be suppressed, otherwise I will really go crazy." Zhang Feng gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, his body trembling.

With the idea in mind, Zhang Feng immediately mobilized the energy in the divine blood that he could control in his body to suppress the released power.

Zhang Feng's body became a battlefield. The two forces came from the same source, and now they were evenly matched when fighting.

In this way, Zhang Feng's internal organs no longer fragmented, allowing his spirit to relax.

But it didn't take long for him to realize that this kind of confrontation took a lot of mental and physical energy out of him. Moreover, the power he wanted to vent had not disappeared at all.

If this continues for a long time, I am afraid that once my mental and physical strength is exhausted, even the Indestructible Scroll and the Fearless Body will be ineffective.

The final result is that you have to die!

Press, must be suppressed.

Zhang Feng took a deep breath and used all his mental strength to control the energy in the divine blood to suppress the other force.

Pressing against the emperor?

The energy of divine blood is different from others, and it will definitely not be subject to any suppression.

Zhang Feng thought of the source blood, gritted his teeth and pushed back the power into the divine blood.

The source blood that was originally transformed was a little dim, but when it was suddenly injected with these powers, it started to glow brightly.

The power that surged from the source blood returned, making the source blood even more dazzling.

Zhang Feng was delighted.

This time it was a blessing in disguise.

This force that was pressed back into the source blood was quickly purified and absorbed, speeding up the metamorphosis of the source blood several times.

When all the energy calms down, the source blood becomes brighter and more eye-catching than before. Every drop of source blood is like a natural golden crystal, seductive to the soul.

Being able to condense the source blood in this way, there is no need to risk self-destruction to vent one's power.

Zhang Feng started to transform into source blood again like a demon.

Four hundred drops turn into six hundred drops, six hundred turns into one thousand…——…

When Zhang Feng's original blood reached 1,200 drops, he had been drinking for nearly ten hours, but it was as if he had been fighting for three days and three nights. He collapsed by the river and fainted, exhausted.

In the next few days, I will absorb the destruction and practice my body.

His mental and physical strength continued to increase, and nearly one-third of the destruction in his palm had been absorbed.

During this period, he was also approaching the final parts of the war shackles.

The enemies on the road became the power of the blood sacrifice, constantly strengthening his combat power.

Not enough, still not enough!

Zhang Feng didn't know what kind of enemy he would face, so he had to make himself stronger in these days.

At night, Zhang Feng walked around the area and found a group of ground wolves.

During the battle, Zhang Feng slowly differentiated his consciousness, reaching the point where he could control the Nine-Tails at once.

Zhang Feng had to admit that such an exploration would consume too much mental energy before it was successful.

On the seventh day, Zhang Feng finally reached a mountain. The fresh air made him feel much better.

"It should be here." Zhang Feng used his Sky Eye to track it again and confirmed that the location was correct.

The location of the equipment changed three times in seven days and spanned a long distance.

This is not like a monster's habit.

Zhang Feng guessed that this piece of equipment should be in someone's hands.

However, the monsters that appear here have a combat power of close to 70 million, and the people who can get here are not too weak.

How to trade the equipment, Zhang Feng had a headache.

Zhang Feng chased down the locked position, and when he arrived at the position designated by Sky Eye, he found that there were traces of fighting, but no one was there.

"Damn it, am I being chased? If I keep running like this, I'm just wasting my time."

Zhang Feng observed the traces of fighting around him and frowned.
To be continued...