Loud noises came from the dark and cold seabed.
The dark purple boulder screamed in pain and wanted to rush out of the underwater world in panic.
But it has lost this opportunity.
The tentacles that broke through the boulders were being wrapped around a pair of thick arms, struggling to suppress them in this space.
That was Luo Feng.
To be precise, the eighth-level pulse gates are actually the descendants of the Emperor's bloodline who have reached the eighth-level pulse gates in the line of life and death and pushed the Emperor's bloodline beyond the limit of the second level.
Luo Feng used absolute strength to suppress it with his backhand. The tentacles that kept trying to break away from Luo Feng were twisted as if they were ghosts, but they could not break away from Luo Feng's hand at all.
At this time, interesting things began to take a turn. Luo Feng's bloodthirsty eyes were consuming the opponent's blood.
This is a painful tug-of-war, and the loser will be buried in this dark ocean world and disappear forever in the long river of time in the new era.
Luo Feng couldn't die, and he didn't want to die either.
A Chinese boy who carried the dreams and responsibilities of too many people, now he has become a trustworthy man.
He is destined to make his name known in the new era and tell those powerful people who want to bully him that the owner of the name Luo Feng will become their nightmare.
"Come on, let me see how bloody you are!" Luo Feng glared at the stone eye that kept dodging his murderous intent, and began to rampage in the underwater world.
Luo Feng turned over and stepped on the Damocles stone, embedding it deep into the river bed. The energy and blood in his body boiled to a critical point, and a large amount of the blood origin inside the Damocles stone was being swallowed by Luo Feng's whale.
Even if he dies by absorption today, Luo Feng will burn his last vestige of fighting spirit here.
He wants to tell everyone that he is not a soft persimmon.
The creature inside the Damocles Stone screamed in pain. It fell from its high position into the abyss. It screamed as if begging Luo Feng to stop.
It finally woke up from the long river of time, and was unwilling to fall completely, becoming the nourishment of Luo Feng's twin bloodlines.
It struggled to resist but was helpless.
Two shadows of powerful will suddenly appeared behind Luo Feng.
At the critical moment of life and death, the bloodline of the Di family and the bloodline of the Ji family have an amazing tacit understanding.
A bloody giant and a giant sword rose up from the bottom of the sea, and war intent broke out in the dark space.
The powerful blood aura made the creatures inside the Damocles stone tremble, and it begged Luo Feng to stop.
"It's too late. Don't you want to absorb me? Come on!"
The rhythm of war surged thousands of miles away, and the eighth-level pulse gates continued to bombard the seabed.
At this time, Luo Feng seemed to be in a deserted place and transformed into Shura.
At this moment, Luo Feng looked very much like a descendant of the Emperor's family.
At this time, all the external forces were aware of this situation, and their expressions became solemn.
"No, if this kid is allowed to absorb it again, his bloodline will definitely evolve to an unprecedented level. The most terrifying monster in history will be born in the new era. To stop him, we must stop him!"
The American God of War's overwhelming fighting spirit swayed in the wind, and his voice reached Caesar's location.
At this time, the two put aside their conflicts, and they knew clearly that they must prevent Luo Feng from doing this.
"Do it!" Caesar suddenly stood up, walked in the void of the formation, and was about to plunge into the depths of the ocean.
"Don't even think about it!" The three major families of the Ji family rose into the sky, vowing to stop the Caesar ancestor.
"Today, the son of my Ji family is destined to become a god. Anyone who dares to stop him will be killed!"
The sound echoed through the sky.
"You are seeking death!" Caesar's golden hair danced wildly.
Suddenly, the fighting spirit of both sides intertwined in that space, and they began to struggle.
"You guys go on, I'm going to kill that kid," the American God of War laughed before heading into the depths of the sea.
But at this moment, a roar of silver spears and dragons pierced the sky, splitting the ocean into two, causing huge waves to fill the sky.
A silver figure blocked the American God of War. It was the ninth-grade spearman from the Five Nether Cave of the Snow Bear Empire.
"Are you looking for death?" The American God of War suddenly became furious.
"Hmph, His Majesty Michelle said this guy can't die, so you can't move."
"Then let's see each other's truth," the American God of War raised his hand and unleashed a devastating offensive.
The strong men on both sides quickly launched their offensive tactics amid the murderous intent, shocking all directions.
"You brat, go down and stop Ji Wudao!" The voice of the God of War from the American Kingdom reached Gilgamesh's ears.
Gilgamesh smiled bitterly and shook his head. He looked at Ji Zhantian who was already attacking him, spread his hands and said, "Boss, I thought about it too, but Ji Zhantian is here."
This is what Gilgamesh wants to see.
He has never had any sense of imperial honor, and exists only to act for his own pleasure.
He likes Ji Wudao, and Ji Wudao is his friend.
Ji Zhantian came to kill him, he should thank Ji Zhantian.
A punch and a sword intertwined in that space.
Gilgamesh stood swaying in the storm.
"Thank you Ji Zhantian, otherwise I would really be in a dilemma. It just so happens that I also want to have a showdown with you. Before Ji Wudao and that ghost have a showdown, I will play with you!"
"Satisfy you!" Ji Zhantian looked indifferent, his white clothes were not stained by dust, and his swordsmanship was extremely powerful.
From time to time, the ocean was already in turbulent waves, making the sky dark and the earth dark.
"We can't go on like this," Caesar's eyes flashed with fierceness. He looked viciously at Ji Canghai and the other three members of the Ji family, only to see a formation exploding in front of him as his hands pinched the spell.
"You forced us."
Ancestor Caesar mobilized the little energy left in his body.
"That's it!" Ji Canghai's expression suddenly changed, "The Guangdun family's supreme secret method, the Golden Eagle Seal, everyone, be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the wind and rain suddenly changed, and the golden shield turned into a giant giant roc. The giant roc roared, spread its wings across the ocean, and moved toward the three of them at an alarming speed.
The three heads of the Ji family immediately took out their sword forms and used Fulong Kendo to counterattack.
However, Caesar's ancestor has a high level of cultivation and has been one of the most popular ones for a long time. How can the three masters of the Ji family compete with this supreme secret method "Golden Eagle Seal".
Suddenly the three masters of the Ji family spurted blood and fell into the surging ocean.
The American God of War and the Snow Bear Spearman also decided the winner.
As the American War God of the Sixth Nether Cave in the Nine Nether Realm, even if the opponent is a ninth-level spearman, the gap between the Sixth Nether Cave and the Fifth Nether Cave is not even a tiny bit.
With an absolute advantage in cultivation, the American God of War suppressed the Snow Bear Empire spearman on an island with one punch, making it impossible to stand up again.
At this time, Caesar, the ancestor of the light shield, and the American God of War looked at each other and made a decision. Their eyes fell on the surging and roaring ocean and they plunged into it, vowing to prevent Luo Feng from absorbing the Damocles Stone and completing the evolution of his bloodline.
But at this moment...
"boom!"
A black mist rose into the sky, turning into a giant Optimus Prime and penetrating the sky.
The expressions of the two people changed drastically. They were very afraid of the terrifying corrosive power of the black mist, and they all avoided it.
They landed on an island with horror on their faces, looking up at the source of the black storm.
Only a figure was seen rising and falling here.
"That is..."
"That is..."
Caesar and the American God of War looked stunned and froze in place in the strong wind.
All he saw was Luo Feng, covered in black mist, stepping out of the black storm and standing in the void.
His eyes flashed with blood.
"Little beast, it's you!" Ancestor Caesar was furious, "See if I don't kill you!"
Luo Feng's expression was indifferent, his eighth-level pulse gates vibrated, and his voice stirred in the heaven and earth, shocking people's hearts.
"Those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish. You will all fall here with this black mist today."
Luo Feng grabbed it with one hand, and the black mist burst out of the sky, like Shura looking down at the earth.
"Remember my name before you go to hell. My name is Luo Feng, Huaxia Luo Feng!"
