Amid laughter, Liu Yang waved his hand, and nine long blood-red flags flew out.
Lin Feng watched the nine long blood-red flags flying in mid-air and landing above the blood lake.
This blood-red long banner actually echoes the dirty blood in the blood lake.
The dirty blood in the lake rises and falls slowly, like a life, breathing in and out with a wonderful rhythm.
And those long blood-red flags automatically fluttered in the air without wind, and the rhythm was consistent with the blood in the lake. The two sides resonated even more, and the movement became more intense and obvious.
"These nine long blood-red flags were actually made from the true water of the Blood River?" Lin Feng thought to himself: "These are out-and-out magic weapons. I never expected that this kid actually has such a hand."
Liu Yang looked sideways at Lin Feng and said with a strange smile: "This is the magic weapon I got from a demon cultivator when I killed him the day before yesterday. It was made with the filthy blood in the Netherworld Blood River."
Looking at the nine long blood-red flags fluttering on the Netherworld Blood River, Lin Feng's face showed no emotion, and cold sweat appeared on his palms: "This guy's cultivation level is high enough, and he still has such a magical weapon in his hand. If he didn't have mental arithmetic, I wouldn't be able to do it today."
It’s considered dead.”
"But no matter how evil you are, you still have to drink my foot-washing water!"
Lin Feng stood on the stone beam and bowed respectfully: "I wish you success on the fairy horse!"
Liu Yang smiled noncommittally. He was just arrogant and not stupid. But the problem was that Lin Feng's tenth level of Qi training was like a mortal at the Golden Core stage. He could die with just one finger.
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Liu Yang would naturally put a lot of thought into opponents whose strengths were not much different, but when the gap between the two sides was so huge that he could easily defeat them with strength alone, Liu Yang was really too lazy to think about it.
"Except for the Netherworld Blood River in front of me, nothing can pose a threat to me. Now with these nine blood river flags arranged in a formation to protect my body, I am not afraid of contaminated blood infecting my magic power. It is foolproof!"
Thinking of this, Liu Yang snorted, stepped forward, and stepped directly into the blood lake.
Lin Feng stood on the stone beam, looking calm and calm on the surface, but actually he was extremely nervous in his heart.
Now that Liu Yang had entered the blood lake, Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief and watched Liu Yang standing in the middle of the blood lake as if nothing had happened, surrounded by nine long blood-red flags, blocking him from the surging blood.
Lin Feng curled his lips secretly: "Do you really think of this as your home court?"
As soon as Liu Yang entered the blood lake, the lake filled with dirty blood suddenly seemed to be boiling, rolling crazily, and huge blood bubbles bursting from time to time.
Liu Yang smiled, with a relaxed expression, raised his hand and made a magic spell. The nine blood river flags around him shook together, and there was a faint dark purple blood flowing on the flags.
As the blood and light flowed, they gradually merged together and penetrated deep into the netherworld blood river at Liu Yang's feet.
In an instant, the boiling blood lake began to gradually calm down. When Liu Yang saw this, he couldn't help but smile proudly and raised his eyes to look at Lin Feng above his head.
Lin Feng was also smiling, but it was completely different from the humble and submissive smile just now. His smile was extremely wanton and flamboyant.
Liu Yang's face darkened: "Why are you laughing?"
Lin Feng said with a smile: "I laugh, the good show has just begun, the exciting ones are behind."
As he spoke, Lin Feng stamped his foot hard and stepped heavily on the stone beam he was standing on, crushing the stone beam directly. Countless gravel pieces fell towards the blood lake like rain.
Liu Yang frowned, with a look of surprise and anger on his face.
But soon his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly discovered that after Lin Feng stepped on the stone beam, a skeleton and a black flag were revealed in the stone beam.
The bones gave off a faint golden light, and Liu Yang knew that it was the result of the golden elixir's magic power remaining after the monks had passed away, and fused with the body, similar to Buddhist relics.
But what concerned Liu Yang more was the black flag.
The black flag looked extremely ordinary, with no trace of mana flowing out of it, so Liu Yang had not noticed its existence at all before.
This flag is the Black Cloud Flag that Lin Feng wants to take.
The Black Cloud Flag is not under the Blood Lake, but in the stone beam directly above the Blood Lake.
Seeing the skeleton and the Black Cloud Flag, Liu Yang didn't know that he had been fooled, but before he could react, Lin Feng stepped on the gravel beam and immediately grabbed the flagpole and pulled the Black Cloud Flag out of the gravel.
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Lin Feng's pull was like throwing sparks into a frying pan, and the entire underground palace was shaken, as if the sky was falling apart.
Liu Yang's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to fly out of the Blood Lake. Unexpectedly, the Netherworld Blood River, which was under his control a moment ago, also suddenly rebelled.
Countless amounts of dirty blood rose into the sky like a volcano erupting!
At this time, the originally ordinary black cloud flag also emitted strong mana fluctuations, and the black light circulated, revealing its true face.
Lin Feng looked at this scene and laughed silently, as he expected.
The Nether Blood River is not an ordinary river. Its characteristic is that it pollutes and devours all living things, so it is extremely harmful. Once it travels from the Netherworld to the human world, it will cause great disasters and cause evil everywhere.
However, for such a long time, the Nether Blood River has not spread to the ground, but has been forced to flow underground. The reason lies in the remains of Master Heiyun and this Black Cloud Flag.
Although Master Heiyun is a casual cultivator, his compassion for heaven and earth is worthy of everyone's respect. After he opened a cave and accidentally opened the space gap of Netherworld, causing the blood river to invade the human world, he did not evade responsibility, but suppressed it with his own strength.
The blood river gap.
If Master Heiyun's bone artifact hadn't suppressed this blood river tributary, let alone this underground palace, the Netherworld Blood River would have flooded the Great Zhou Imperial City long ago.
Over the years, a wonderful but fragile balance has been formed between the relic artifact and the Netherworld Blood River, with the two sides always in balance.
That's why the black cloud flag's magic power is not leaked, and Liu Yang, who is in the golden elixir stage, cannot detect its location, because the black cloud flag's magic power is offset by the Netherworld Blood River.
Now Lin Feng pulled out the Black Cloud Flag, and without the black cloud flag's magical power to suppress it, the Netherworld Blood River roared out like a wild beast out of its cage.
Liu Yang was in a hurry, the blood around him was like a torrential flood that was about to drown him. The nine blood river flags were like candles in the wind. Not only could they not help Liu Yang, but they were about to be thrown into the blood of the underworld like a wanderer returning home.
The embrace of the river.
After all, what Liu Yang practiced was not the Secret Art of Blood River. When the Netherworld Blood River was calm, he could rely on the Blood River Flag to protect himself. Now that the Blood River was in a violent rage, he was suddenly in danger.
Liu Yang's eyes were red and he glared at Lin Feng: "That Taoist, suffer death!" Regardless of the blood that had stained his body and tainted his magic power, Liu Yang slapped the scabbard, and a beam of sword light more violent than a river of blood shot directly above his head.
Lin Feng.
The most domineering Shaoshang sword among the six swords of Shushan is also the most domineering swordsmanship in the world!
Before the sword light even emerged from the scabbard, Lin Feng felt himself enveloped by an extremely cold killing intent, as if even his soul was about to be frozen, and he couldn't stop thinking: "Stop hiding.
There is no point in hiding, such a strong sword light will definitely kill you..."
When the sword light really appeared in front of him, Lin Feng, who was frightened by the sword force, felt that his thoughts had stagnated and he could not even move his thoughts. The sword light did not touch his body, and the sword wind alone would kill him.
Lingchi cutting.
If he was not prepared, Lin Feng would definitely die from Liu Yang's hateful blow without any suspense.
But now he smiled slightly and even had time to wave goodbye to Liu Yang.
"Friend, you are such a good person. If it weren't for you, I would still have a headache on how to seal this river of blood in the underworld after pulling out the flag. Thank you!"
As he said that, Lin Feng waved the black cloud flag in his hand, and the black light lit up, breaking through the void and engulfing Lin Feng's entire body without a trace.
"No!!!"
Liu Yang watched with almost despair as Lin Feng disappeared on the spot, his violent and domineering sword light could only cut the air.
The next moment, he was swallowed up by a sea of ​​blood.
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"If I don't die, I will chase you to the end of the world and cut you into pieces!"
Liu Yang's angry roar seemed to still be echoing in the air, and Lin Feng picked at his ears: "You first replace Heiyun Qi honestly and calm down the Netherworld Blood River for me."
He didn't expect to trick Liu Yang to death so easily. Otherwise, after taking away the Black Cloud Flag, he would have a headache from the overflowing Netherworld Blood River.
This is good now. With Liu Yang as the scapegoat, in order to protect himself, he can only suppress the rising blood river with all his strength, and the Netherworld Blood River has become Liu Yang's prison.
Lin Feng sincerely sighed: "Good people! There are too few good people who benefit others but not themselves. Otherwise, what a happy and beautiful world this would be?"
As for whether this guy will get out of trouble one day, it is not something that Lin Feng can control for the time being. For Lin Feng, this is both pressure and motivation, urging him to improve his strength as soon as possible.
The most important thing right now is to find his three poor disciples first.
(PS: Just a preview, the third update will happen tomorrow!
Chapter completed!