"Yes, master!" Xian Zhenkong respectfully walked towards the distant sky and disappeared in the depths of the distant sky.

"Boy, no wonder you made a bet with me!" Haihuang looked at Lin Feng's face and looked gloomy. He had actually lost this bet.

There is actually the legendary Hand of Destiny, who conquers everything with the power of destiny. So what about the divine veins? You must surrender!

And it is a complete surrender.

"What? Have you admitted defeat?" Lin Feng smiled and looked at the Sea Emperor.

"No, I'll see it with my own eyes." The Emperor of Sea stared at Lin Feng, his tone had become much weaker.

At this moment, the sea emperor's eyes were sky blue, and the sky blue light was shining, as if he wanted to see through this human, who was full of Xuanhuang Blood and the Hand of Destiny.

"Okay, the person is here later. I don't want to take action. You can help me arrest me directly." Lin Feng laughed and said, "Subsuade a few people and go to clear some immortals later."

"Boy, it's cruel enough, this move is insidious." The Sea King gave a thumbs up and said, "Why don't you take action?"

"My breath has been leaked too much, and it is easy to reveal flaws." Lin Feng explained.

"good!"

The Emperor of Hai nodded slightly when he heard this, and immediately the two of them were hiding here. Sure enough, in less than a stick of incense, two figures flew over from the distant void. One was named Xian Zhenkong, and the other was terrifying.

He is a strong man from Taixianzhou. This strong man from Taixianzhou carries a terrifying aura while lifting his feet. He is a half-step quasi-god that condenses from the level of a false god. He looks majestic and wears a battle robe.

This powerful man from Taixianzhou is called Immortal Disaster, and he is also an extremely powerful figure in Taixianzhou.

"Immortal Zhenkong, what is the matter?" Xiancao looked at the void with his hands on his back and said with a hint of vigilance.

"I just want to say something important, so I have to come to this place." Xian Zhenkong said in a deep voice: "It's the one from the temple."

"It turns out to be the Lord of the Palace." Xiancao said with great respect on his face: "I forgot to bring a gift."

"No!"

Xian Zhenkong patted Xiancao's shoulder and smiled and said, "Because there is no need." After saying this, Xian Zhenkong suddenly burst out from his body, and the power to destroy the world was injected into Xiancao's body.

This terrifying power is a demonic red sword energy!

With endless resentment.

It seems that this immortal true emptiness has vented all the resentment he had suffered before.

"you!"

The immortal disaster changed color very much. He hurriedly wanted to resolve the terrifying force to resist this terrifying force, but this power was too sudden. However, the demon-red sword energy had already slashed hard on his soul.

"boom!"

The immortal disaster fell heavily and flew out, vomiting blood, and directly suffered severe damage, leaving only half of his life.

"roar!"

Angry roaring sound came from the throat of the immortal disaster. The immortal disaster roared repeatedly and wanted to fight back, but suddenly found a big hand pressing on his head, flashing with a mysterious light.

The ancient chanting sounded like a song of destiny.

"No!"

The immortal disaster roared repeatedly, trying to break free from Lin Feng's big hand, but the figure of Xian Zhenkong had already walked up. Xian Zhenkong's eyes were cold, and one hand was pressed on the dragon bone of Xian Tan's back.

It was like a mountain, and it was immediately unable to resist the disaster of the immortals and the soul could not escape.

"The immortal disaster, this is for your own good, this is your fortune, you will thank me." Xian Zhenkong said with a sneer.

"Despicable, collude with the human race, it's time!" The immortal disaster roared repeatedly.

"That's so much nonsense!" Xian Zhenkong sneered, and his other hand covered Xian Danger's mouth directly.

The immortal disaster suddenly disappeared without even the chance to speak.

After one stick of incense.

The face of Xiancao Dao showed a feeling of being separated from a dream. Lin Feng's big hand also moved away. Xiancao Dao hurriedly knelt in front of Lin Feng and said respectfully: "It's like a dream and a illusion. Master, I'm awake too late."

"It's not too late, it's not too late." Lin Feng said with his hands on his back.

"Evil!"

The Sea Emperor changed color when he saw this scene. If Lin Feng Wuxian surrendered like this, what would it be? The God Realm might have been unified.

If you share the attack with the hand of fate, I am afraid that the gods will eventually find it difficult to hurt Lin Feng.

This idea made the Sea King a little scared.

"Okay, go and kill some people. I will leave you with a wisp of the soul mark. Even if Xianyutong kills you, I can reborn you!" Lin Feng said with his hands on his back.

"Yes!" Immortal disaster said respectfully.

"Kill these two people, take them." Lin Feng waved his sleeves and two figures flew out. These two people were the two hall masters of Xian Juewu and Yin Jiuyang, and were also close confidants of Xiantian Sword.

When Lin Feng was bidding for the Jiuyou Divine Boat in Jiuyou Auction Pavilion, he was strongly intervened and finally paid the price to compromise, so he took the Jiuyou Divine Boat away.

Then he was intercepted and killed by Lin Feng, captured the Nine Nether Divine Boat, and also led to the attack of the Immortal Heaven Sword. That time, Lin Feng was seriously injured.

"Lin Feng, you finally let us go. I told you that the Lord of the General Palace of Merit is the Immortal Heaven Sword, not something you can afford to provoke." Xian Juewu's figure fell into the void, looked around, and then pointed at Lin Feng and said sternly.

He also thought that the Immortal Cryptography and the Immortal Disaster were sent by the Immortal Heaven Sword.

Moreover, he also knew the immortal disasters and was a powerful figure in Taixianzhou.

"Haha, Lin Feng, you are so deceased this time. Kneel down quickly. We can plead with you in front of the Immortal Palace Master and forgive you!" Yin Jiuyang said with a crazy smile on the sky.

"Play!"

Just as the two were laughing wildly, the figure of Xiancao came up, slapped it out, and slapped heavily on Yin Jiuyang and Xian Juewu's face. The two were directly pulled out by Lin Feng.

Suddenly he vomited blood and suffered severe injuries.

This slap puzzled the two of them.

"Roar, the fairy disaster!"

Xian Juewu roared: "You dare to hit me, the Lord of the Palace can't spare you!"

"Because you insulted the master!" Xiancao's voice was cold, and his figure passed by, directly pinching Xian Juewu's neck.

"Master? He is your master? Impossible!" Xian Juewu roared angrily. How could a lowly human race be the master of the immortal race? And he was a strong man.

"impossible!"

Yin Jiuyang's lips trembled. He raised his head and realized that Lin Feng was wearing the costume of the Lord of Gongde Pavilion.

"I'm too lazy to explain!" The immortal disaster cut off Xian Juewu's neck and shattered Xian Juewu's soul.

"No." Yin Jiuyang's tone trembled, but he was grabbed by the immortal disaster and broke it directly and fell directly.

Then the immortal disaster led the bodies of two people to the sky and disappeared.
Chapter completed!