The world spirit technique of a true dragon world spiritist can release the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.
The combat power of a true dragon world spiritist is even comparable to that of a true god realm powerhouse.
Think about it, in a place where the Supreme Realm is king and the Demigod Realm is legendary, you meet a master of the True God Realm.
How can Chu Feng contend with this?
No wonder, even a sword as powerful as the Evil God cannot compete with the opponent.
This is the martial arts cultivator from ancient times, the most powerful force standing at the top of the martial arts world.
At this time, Chu Feng could see when the power of the barrier from the Blood-devouring Demon Lord poured into the Evil God Sword.
The power of the Evil God Sword was blocked, and the blood-red flames surrounding Chu Feng, as well as the blood-red flames released by the Evil God Sword's body, all dissipated.
Despair, really hopeless.
Chu Feng has experienced many duels with disparity in strength.
But this one is definitely a showdown with the biggest difference in strength.
Even though the power of the Evil God Sword is so powerful, it is not worth mentioning in front of this person.
Originally, Chu Feng thought that with the power of the Evil God Sword, he might still win.
Only then did he realize how ridiculous he was.
"Chu Feng, do you know how weak you are now?"
"You should know that you are not worthy of what is in your body, right?" The Blood-devouring Demon Lord's sarcastic voice sounded.
"Kill or behead him as he pleases, how come there is so much nonsense?" At this point, Chu Feng opened his mouth and spat out a stream of saliva.
He vomited, and the saliva fell on the face of the Blood-devouring Demon Lord.
The Blood-devouring Demon Lord was not angry. After all, he had never wanted to hide from the beginning. Otherwise, how could Chu Feng vomit so badly on him?
"Are you venting your last anger?"
"The more you act like this, the weaker you appear."
"A strong man speaks with his fists, not his words."
The Blood-devouring Demon Lord said.
"Are you going to kill me or not?" Chu Feng asked angrily.
"To be honest, you are a talent. I admire you in every aspect. If it weren't for the fact that Xiao Keba is the Four Fierce Divine Body and perfectly matches me, I would really want you to be my bearer."
"But it's a pity, who let you be chosen by it, who let you get it?"
"It's something I've always dreamed of."
"But it doesn't matter. I can have it for you. Just give it to me."
"Even if you die, you will die with honor and deservedly."
As the Blood-devouring Demon Lord spoke, he pressed his palm on Chu Feng's chest.
Uh-huh——
The next moment, Chu Feng let out a heartbreaking scream.
Although, the Blood-devouring Demon Lord's palm only pressed on Chu Feng's chest.
But Chu Feng felt that the palm of the Blood-devouring Demon Lord penetrated his soul.
The Blood-devouring Demon Lord was depriving the little girl of his power. He wanted to forcefully strip that power from Chu Feng's body and then seize it.
In this process, Chu Feng will inevitably die.
Death, this is real death. Chu Feng has already felt the breath of death coming on his head.
Die, this time I am really going to die.
Facing such a powerful existence, Chu Feng knew that no one could save him.
Even if his father, even his mother, and even his grandfather were here, they would be helpless.
There was no other way but to blame Chu Feng for being unlucky enough to meet such a tyrannical being.
Soon, Chu Feng lost consciousness and passed out.
And the breath of his life is getting weaker and weaker...
It can even be said that Chu Feng is already in a half-dead state.
Half of his life has been lost, and soon, his soul will be completely torn and shattered, and he will die completely.
He died at the hands of this monster who could survive from ancient times to the present.
Zi La La——
But suddenly, a bolt of thunder appeared on Chu Feng's body. This thunder was not only radiant and sacred, but most importantly, its aura was extremely strong.
And such thunder, appearing in the form of a sphere, was spreading outwards and soon covered Chu Feng's whole body.
Like armor, it wrapped and sealed Chu Feng.
However, it is not armor, because it... is still spreading, carrying the destructive power, spreading outward, intending to destroy the heaven and earth, and destroy everything.
"not good."
Seeing this scene, the Blood-devouring Demon Lord's expression changed drastically, and he quickly let go of his hand and retreated.
Death, the Blood-devouring Demon Lord felt the breath of death on Chu Feng.
If this continues, Chu Feng will not die, but he may die!!!
What is strange is that when the Blood-devouring Demon Lord retreated, the thunder that had begun to spread outwards actually began to shrink again, and finally returned to Chu Feng's body.
Not a trace was left behind, it was as if it had never appeared.
However, it left a huge shadow on the Blood-devouring Demon Lord.
"What a powerful protective formation. That aura...is not from my era, but from the martial arts cultivators of this era."
"I'm afraid my cultivation is not weaker than who I am now, and may even be better than who I am now."
"What is the origin of this kid? He has such a person behind him, and he has such a powerful protective formation left on him."
"Who arranged it?"
"Void Sacred Tree, no one has been recognized by you for so many years, why did you choose this brat?"
"Damn, damn, damn!!!"
The Blood-devouring Demon Lord roared angrily, his voice full of unwillingness.
Originally, he thought that the power he had longed for and thought about for many years could finally be obtained.
But he did not expect that he underestimated the Chu Feng in front of him. He did not expect that such a powerful formation would be left on Chu Feng's body.
And everything he hoped for was destroyed by this formation.
If he continues to attack Chu Feng, the formation will definitely show its true power.
The power of that formation is extraordinary.
The Blood-devouring Demon Lord is also very afraid.
He felt that if the power of the formation on Chu Feng was really released.
He may die or he may not die.
But he didn't dare to be sure, and he didn't dare to take the risk.
At least, he doesn't dare to do it now.
After being angry for a long time, the Blood-devouring Demon Lord's mood eased.
He once again set his sights on Chu Feng.
"Okay kid, it turns out that he has a protective formation left by an expert. No wonder he is so arrogant."
"But it doesn't matter. When I regain my true strength, the person behind you won't be able to protect you."
"I am about to determine the power of the Void Sacred Tree. Before that, please take good care of it for me."
The Blood-devouring Demon Lord gritted his teeth and looked at Chu Feng, and said these words.
He was not afraid that Chu Feng would hear it, because he knew that Chu Feng would not be able to hear what he was saying now.
So...what he said was also from his heart.
He must obtain the power of this Void Sacred Tree.
Whatever the means, no matter the cost.
Even if you kill all living beings, you still have to get it.
Although, his memory was damaged and he could not remember clearly the origin of this Void Sacred Tree.
But he knew that this Void Sacred Tree was the power he must obtain.
Previously, what Chu Feng, Zhang Yanfeng and the others instilled into his body were just the power he had stolen from the Void Sacred Tree over the years, and were not the true power of the Void Sacred Tree.
But Chu Feng was different. He knew very well that one of the most powerful forces in the world lurked in Chu Feng's body, in Chu Feng's meridians, and in Chu Feng's blood.