Violent Martial Soul System

"So strong, with him guarding, it's not easy to get to the ninth floor!"

Zhao Feng felt the strength of this old man, and immediately thought in his heart, to see if he could distract this man by making noises.

He replaced a bunch of puppets from the violent martial soul system, and ordered them to move in one direction.

When these puppets encountered monsters, they were immediately killed without leaving a piece of armor. The movement fell into the ears of the master of the Heavenly Dao Alliance, but this person just didn't hear it.

The entrance to the ninth floor is actually a safe zone, so the old man didn't bother to take care of it.

However, his eyes were still opened, because he should be the only person on the eighth floor. Why did the monsters riot?

"Is it really useless? In that case, the only way to break through is by force!"

Zhao Feng sacrificed the Wuji sword, took a breath, and killed it.

"Hmph, the remnants of the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

The old man's eyes suddenly opened wide, and two rays of light burst out, and his figure flashed, and he went up to meet him.

"Petrochemical Sword Technique!"

A petrified sword technique that contained a great shock swept out, the old man was startled, he felt the extraordinaryness of this sword, and immediately resisted it with all his strength.

"Boom!"

He is the element force of the fire attribute, which just restrains Zhao Feng's earth attribute, coupled with more than ten levels of realm suppression, even if this sword combines a big shock, it cannot threaten him.

However, Zhao Feng's current goal is not to kill him, but to enter the ninth floor!

"A profound meaning, it's actually a martial soul profound meaning, and the Heavenly Demon Sect has such a genius?"

The old man was shocked.

The next moment, he felt the monstrous magic energy.

"Enchanted!"

Zhao Feng's eyes became extremely dark, without any variegation, and with his aura soaring, he began to attack frantically with petrified swordsmanship.

However, he did not use the Nine Mountains Double Shadow Step, which was his trump card.

"So strong, if you grow up, the entire Heavenly Dao Alliance will be destroyed in your hands, and you must die!"

The old man did not neglect, and directly used all his skills to deal with Zhao Feng.

In an instant, the two fought fiercely. The sound of the battle echoed in the eighth floor and even reached the ground.

"I can't delay, if I wait for the masters of the Tiandao Alliance to rush in, I will be miserable!"

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed, and when the old man stepped on the ground to avoid the petrified sword technique, he suddenly took a step.

Nine Mountains Double Shadow Stepping!

Big shock!

"boom!"

A strong energy blasted towards the old man along the ground, the old man couldn't react in time, his feet were numb from the shock.

Fortunately, he had rich combat experience, and he only used his toes to pad the bottom when he ran wildly, and his injuries were not serious.

Due to the huge difference in realms, and this kick did not have the boost of the Wuji Sword, it only caused a little trouble for the old man.

However, this time is very precious to Zhao Feng.

"rush!"

Zhao Feng rushed towards the entrance of the ninth floor while the old man was stiff.

"Hmph, did you really come here for the statue of the Demon God? Idiot, the statue of the Demon God has a powerful formation that cannot be destroyed or collected. What's the use of you going in?"

The old man didn't care at all, and chased after him.

He understands the difficulty of cultivating the Demon God Chapter. Since the establishment of the Heavenly Demon Sect, there may not be more than five hundred people who have learned the Demon God Chapter. You must know that the Heavenly Demon School has a history of more than 5,000 years.

On average, there are only ten people in a century!

In ten years, there will only be one person who has learned the Demon God Chapter!

So, he didn't think Zhao Feng would do anything by going in.

However, how could he have thought that Zhao Feng had a very perverted system?

Zhao Feng's speed was very fast. If he broke out at full speed, his speed would also exceed that of the old man. He rushed into the entrance of the ninth floor, and then went all the way down, finally reaching the ninth floor of the Demon Tower.

On the ninth floor of the Tianmo Tower, there are no living things, and the place is not big. There is a ten-meter-high statue in the middle.

This is the Demon God Statue!

The statue carved by the patriarch of the Heavenly Demon Sect and the strong warrior himself.

"Finally saw it!"

Zhao Feng's eyes lit up, and he focused on the statue of the demon god.

Suddenly, his head swelled a little.

The statue of the demon god, if ordinary people look at it, they will go crazy. Only those who have comprehended the first five parts of the demon god are eligible to comprehend it.

Although Zhao Feng has comprehended the first five, but his realm is not enough, so there are some side effects.

"It's just a headache, record it for me!"

Zhao Feng didn't care what happened, but kept his eyes fixed on the statue of the Demon God.

"Ding! Discovery of Demon Heart Art Demon God Chapter, is it included or not!"

"Yes!"

"Start collecting, the current completeness is 51!"

Zhao Feng's head kept beeping the system's notification tone. It will take time for this collection, and the completeness is slowly increasing.

"Fuck, I thought I could finish recording all at once!"

Zhao Feng cursed angrily.

At this time, the masters of the Tiandao Alliance also killed from the eighth floor to the ninth floor.

"Hmph, do you think I can't do anything to you when you reach the ninth floor? Meditation mantra!"

The old man snorted coldly in his heart.

Zhao Feng glanced out of the corner of his eye and found that the old man dared to look directly at the statue of the demon god, and was immediately shocked.

"It seems that this old guy has some method, not afraid of going crazy!"

Zhao Feng thought in his heart, and then he killed him.

On the eighth floor, Zhao Feng and the old guy were evenly matched. Now that they entered the ninth floor, Zhao Feng was weaker.

Why?

Because his attention had to be distracted, he had to look at the statue of the demon god while fighting, otherwise his integrity would not improve.

"Hahaha, you guys are affected by the statue of the demon god, go to hell!"

The old man found that Zhao Feng's strength had regressed a little, and his aura immediately rose a bit, launching a crazy offensive against Zhao Feng.

"80!"

"81!"

"82!"

In the Berserk Martial Soul system, the completeness of the Demon Heart Art and Demon God Chapter is improving, and it will be successfully included in a while.

"Little bastard, die to me!"

There was a sudden pause under the old man's feet, and immediately after, his right hand was thrown out frantically, and flames of sword energy slashed towards Zhao Feng one after another, and the attack speed was twice as fast as before.

"not good!"

Seeing this, Zhao Feng's figure also stopped, instantly reorganized the Wuji sword into a sword mountain formation, and then stood in front of him.

"Big shock!"

A strange ability is attached to the sword mountain formation.

The flaming sword energy struck one after another, and was shaken away by the big shock first, and then blasted on the sword mountain formation.

The Promise Sword is a divine blade, a weapon used by warriors, how could it be shattered by this kind of attack?

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Nineteen slashes in a row, all fell on the sword mountain formation, without hurting Zhao Feng at all.

"how is this possible?"

The old man was stunned.

His series of attacks were enough to kill anyone in the Hundred Bloods Realm, but Zhao Feng took it completely.