The huge magma presented in front of him was the Creation-level Superb Artifact Spirit Devouring Magma River.

When Chen Feng found this Spirit Devouring Magma River in the Holy Demon Secret Territory, the spirit of this Spirit Devouring Magma River still didn't agree with Chen Feng, and he refused to recognize Chen Feng as the master.

Now that Chen Feng has cultivated to become a Creator, Chen Feng naturally wants to test whether this Spirit Devouring Magma River is willing to admit the Lord.

The Spirit Devouring Magma River was suspended in mid-air, silent for a moment, but a rather immature voice came out: "Your cultivation is still not enough, but your strength is barely passable, so I will reluctantly recognize you as the master!"

After speaking, the Spirit Devouring Magma River shrank to the size of several zhang and was suspended in front of Chen Feng.

Hearing the words of the Spirit Devouring Magma River, Chen Feng smiled dumbly, the spirit of this Spirit Devouring Magma River is really a child's heart, but this Spirit Devouring Magma River is willing to admit the master, and Chen Feng is also quite happy in his heart.

Biting his thumb, Chen Feng dripped a drop of blood on the Spirit Devouring Magma River, and then Chen Feng felt a sense of intimacy that was compatible with the blood, as if the Spirit Devouring Magma River in front of him had become his left arm and right arm, all under his control.

In the past, although Chen Feng had obtained the Spirit Devouring Magma River, he was unable to exert its full power because he could not make the Spirit Devouring Magma River recognize its master.

Now that this Spirit Devouring Magma River has recognized the Lord, Chen Feng knows that he can fully exert the full power of the Spirit Devouring Magma River, and he can fight with the peak martial artist of the Creator Lord just by relying on the Spirit Devouring Magma River.

"Good job, young man! ”

Suddenly, a vicissitudes of sound came from the blood-colored hall, and Chen Feng's eyes suddenly became a little gloomy, the owner of this voice was naturally familiar to him, it was the spirit of the blood tripod.

Chen Feng slowly turned around, looked at the old man who walked out of the flesh wall with a smile, and said with a little unhappiness: "The seniors came in time enough, and as soon as the resentment was expelled in the next, the seniors came out!"

The old man didn't pay attention to Chen Feng's unhappiness at all, but stretched his waist and said, "It's really comfortable, it's the first time in ten thousand years that I feel so comfortable." ”

"It seems that the little guy are angry? Hehe, don't be so small young man! There are dozens of passages around this blood-colored hall, and there are still a lot of grievances hidden in them. ”

Looking at the smiling appearance of the old man in front of him, the corners of Chen Feng's mouth twitched, and he had the urge to fan people.

"The younger generation can be promoted to the Creator Lord, all by refining the blood Shentan and the seniors, and the rest of the grievances will be handed over to the younger generations!"

Chen Feng sighed lightly, hugged his fist at the old man, and with a single step, he disappeared into the blood-colored hall.

"Killing Huangquan Refers to If I'm not mistaken, this is the unique technique of the Holy Demon Heavenly Venerable, right? This kind of exercise has been lost for a long time after the Holy Demon Heavenly Venerable disappeared, and I'm afraid there are not many people who can recognize this exercise now, right?"

"This Yellow Spring on this son is from the same source as the Killing Yellow Spring Finger performed by the Holy Demon Heavenly Venerable ten thousand years ago, could it be that this son has obtained the inheritance of the Holy Demon Heavenly Venerable?"

When Chen Feng disappeared in place, the smile on the old man's face slowly faded, and his eyes showed a look of deep thought.

"I really didn't expect that a trace of spirit body born from your little Fan Ding would actually be able to recognize the Killing Huangquan Finger, which really surprised this seat!"

As soon as the old man's voice fell, an indifferent voice suddenly came from behind the old man.

The old man's pupils shrank, and he retreated suddenly, staring at the figure behind him with his back against a wall of blood-colored flesh.

The figure was dressed in a black robe, her long flowing hair covering her face, and her face loomed, making it impossible to see its true face.

If Chen Feng was here, he would definitely be able to recognize it, wasn't this person the First Holy Spirit?

"Who are you?"

The old man broke out in a cold sweat, staring at the First Holy Spirit in front of him, in his Blood Ding World, he was the master, but the black-robed man in front of him appeared behind him, and he didn't even notice it.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just want to know now, how did you recognize the Killing Huang Quan?"

The First Holy Spirit slowly raised his head, and a pair of eyes as sharp as a falcon exuded a murderous intent like substance.

The moment the old man saw those eyes, his whole body trembled, and he almost fell to the ground.

The old man is the spirit of the blood tripod, and the blood tripod has been watered by the blood of countless creatures for thousands of years, and the old man has seen countless killings and killing intent, but compared with the killing intent in the eyes of the black-robed man in front of him, there is basically one heaven and one underground.

With just one look at the black-robed man, the old man felt an unbearable heaviness, as if this look could completely dissipate him with just one thought.

At this moment, how did the old man not know that he had encountered the most terrifying existence he had ever seen in his life, he had seen a lot, he could feel the horror of this person, which was already comparable to the peerless powerhouse ten thousand years ago.

"Say ......"

The First Holy Spirit slowly spat out the word, and his voice was full of murderous meaning.

"Although the villain is a mortal ding, but its existence can be traced back to the catastrophe of 10,000 years ago, in that catastrophe, the villain is just an ordinary ding, but the catastrophe many peerless powerhouses fell, and the villain was poured with the blood of a peerless powerhouse, so it contains spiritual wisdom. ”

"Because the villain is really insignificant, so he survived, after the catastrophe, the martial arts declined, and the battlefield of that year was split into the corpse of the Jedi by the mighty, and the villain was taken out of the corpse of the Jedi by luck by the first Lord of the Blood Refining Mansion of that year. ”

"Because the villain has some wisdom, the first lord of the mansion left the villain in the Blood Refining Mansion, and then with the passage of time, it was gradually used as a sacrificial thing, and over time, it became the appearance of the blood tripod. ”

The old man hurriedly knelt on the ground, not daring to look up at the First Holy Spirit, and told his origin in one breath.

"The reason why the villain recognized the Killing Huangquan Finger was that he accidentally saw the Holy Demon Tianzun fighting with the Heavenly Worm, and the Holy Demon Tianzun used this Killing Huangquan Finger. ”

"Although that kid has mastered very few Yellow Springs, it is indeed the breath of killing Yellow Springs......"

The First Holy Spirit leaned against the wall of flesh and blood, staring at the old man lightly, without saying a word, while the old man knelt on the ground, and did not dare to raise his head.

"I see......"

The First Holy Spirit muttered softly, his eyes revealing a trace of reminiscence, but he soon came to his senses, and he said lightly: "Since there is a picture in your memory of the Holy Demon Heavenly Venerable using the Killing Huangquan Finger back then, show this picture to that Chen Feng." ”

The old man trembled, hesitated for a moment, and then agreed: "Yes!"

When the old man looked up again, he found that the First Spirit had disappeared.

"Oh my God, who is this person? It's too terrifying, as if one of his eyes can completely kill me, but looking at this person's words and deeds, it should have something to do with that kid just now, it seems that I can only show that kid the picture of the Holy Demon Tianzun killing Huang Quanzhi back then according to what this person said. ”

The old man sighed lightly, but he blamed himself for talking too much, if he didn't talk too much, I'm afraid it wouldn't lead to Fang Cai's terrifying existence.

After a while, Chen Feng walked out of the passage, and at this moment, the droplets of yellow spring water surrounding him had already grown to as many as two hundred and twenty drops.

Seeing Chen Feng come out, the old man sighed lightly, then walked forward quickly, and said, "Little friend, are you using this to kill the Huangquan Finger?"

Chen Feng, who was originally happy, suddenly changed his face, he looked at the old man vigilantly and said, "How do you know?"

When Chen Feng cultivated the Killing Huangquan Finger, that Yu Jian had already said that this exercise was a unique technique of the Holy Demon Heavenly Venerable, and it was too weak in the early stage, so it was impossible for others to think that it was a Tongtian-level exercise.

This was also the reason why Chen Feng dared to blatantly use and cultivate this Killing Huangquan Finger, and now this Blood Ding Spirit recognized the Killing Huangquan Finger at a glance, which really suppressed Chen Feng.

"Hey, I'll show you a picture and you'll get the idea!"

The old man sighed lightly, and then the thin right hand was pointed out in the void, and in an instant, the blood water in the blood refining divine pool in the hall surged up to the sky, and immediately combined into a huge picture.