Text_Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Thousand Years Old Demon
"What a bunch of perverts!"
Ling Feng secretly gasped and said, "I am a perverted young master."
Although the Anti-Gods left, they did not "search" all the warriors. Ling Feng and Tsundere Bird also quickly took action and grabbed all the storage rings in their hands. The harvest was also very impressive.
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"We keep moving forward."
Lingfeng glanced at Ye Xinran. In this ancient treasure, he had to be careful with his strength. But with a super master next to him, his sense of security suddenly increased.
"Okay!" Ye Xinran had no objection. She was not interested in ordinary treasures, that is, holy elixirs and martial arts-level herbs that would tempt her, so she turned a blind eye to the little actions of Tsundere Bird and Ling Feng.
Everyone flew into the sky and rushed towards the depths of ancient Tibet in one direction.
Along the way, there was blood dripping and bones everywhere. Some warriors were not killed by monsters, but were directly pierced through the head and nailed to ancient trees alive.
Obviously, with the discovery of ancient treasures, the fighting between warriors also started. It can be said that every secret realm and treasure land was built by countless people with blood and bones. Every powerful warrior is
It grew up by stepping on the corpses of warriors who died in battle.
This is the world of warriors, full of blood and chilling.
"You seem to be having bad luck."
After walking seven or eight miles, Ye Xinran's face became serious. She glanced around and felt a very uneasy feeling in her heart.
Under the moonlight, corpses were piled up and down, each person's head was pierced, and the thick blood and white pulp were mixed together, making people feel hairy all over. Among them, Ling Feng even discovered levels seven and eight.
Level Martial Saint.
This is a chaotic forest. The surrounding ancient trees have been pushed to a large area, and there are broken fingers and ruins. It is obviously caused by the bloody battle, and even the eighth-level martial saint will inevitably die. It is conceivable that there must be a super in front of them.
Master.
"It smells like a monster!" Ling Feng frowned. His mental power was much sharper than that of ordinary people, and he could faintly feel the smell of decay flowing in the air.
"A terrifying monster!" Ye Xinran nodded. Her mental power is not weak. What's even more powerful is that she has also understood the realm of reverse killing, and her sense of danger is even stronger than Ling Feng's.
"Not a warrior!"
Ling Feng stood there, looking around, scanning the corpses. Finally, he took a deep breath and his pupils shrank. These people were not killed by warriors, but by a terrifying monster.
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"The ancient treasure trove is so old that it's not surprising that one or two monsters have survived." Ye Xinran said.
"..."
Everyone's faces darkened. She said it too lightly. Even the eighth-level Martial Saint was vulnerable. The monster was absolutely terrifying. Even Qin Ao was frightened. Not everyone has Ye Xinran.
Such fierce fighting power.
"If I guess correctly, this is a thousand-year-old demon!"
Ye Xinran raised her eyes, shining brightly. In today's wild secret realm, there are too few warriors who can inspire her fighting spirit. Even an evildoer like Ling Feng must admit that when he has not advanced to the realm of martial saint,
It was really not enough for Ye Xinran to beat him up.
And the thousand-year-old demon in her mouth obviously inspired her murderous intention.
"Immortal for a thousand years, the demon soul is immortal?" Lingfeng's teeth became cold. He knew that most of these monsters fell from a very high level, such as the demon king in the ancient land, and now it seems that there are some
One end.
"It's just a monster. If you encounter it, kill it." Ye Xinran looked forward coldly and arrogantly.
"..."
Everyone flew forward for another three miles, but it was much calmer along the way. Most of the warriors who came in before had already entered the depths of the ancient Tibet, and those who had not entered were basically lying on the ground.
"careful!"
Suddenly, Ye Xinran shouted loudly and pushed forward with a palm. Nine rays of holy light formed a huge light curtain, blocking everyone behind him.
There was a sound of "Bang!"
The light curtain trembled, and a sword mark was torn apart. It was only then that Liu Shushu, Yun Xi, and Long Shi felt the danger, and they broke out in cold sweat.
Too fast, too weird.
It can be said that if Ye Xinran hadn't discovered the sword in time and blocked it in front of them, they would have been corpses now.
"Who? Get out!"
Ling Feng's eyes turned cold, and he stepped forward, fully releasing his spiritual power. His body's physical aura shone like fire and ice. The sword was very strong and as fast as lightning. Even he might not be able to escape completely, at least.
The power of an eighth-level martial saint.
"Jie Jie, you actually failed?"
In the darkness, a gloomy sound came out, like a knife chopping fresh bamboo, extremely harsh, and then a handsome young man flew down from a low and hidden old tree.
His face was fair and sickly pale, the flesh between his brows was slightly bulging, and his pupils were like needles, giving him an extremely gloomy feeling.
"It's a bit tricky for a master of the Martial Saint Realm."
The young man glanced at Ye Xinran, and his eyes suddenly lit up. Then, his eyes fell on Ling Feng again, and he felt "amazing" for a moment.
"Have you ever experienced nirvana?" He stared at Ling Feng, as if he wanted to see through Ling Feng.
"...What are you?"
Ling Feng's eyes wrinkled slightly. He felt a demonic energy on that young man. What surprised him the most was that the man could tell at a glance that he had passed through Nirvana.
"The Nirvana physique is really surprising." The young man was overjoyed, and even his pale face showed a few twisted smiles.
"You are not a human, you are a monster!"
Ling Feng was startled and immediately realized that this man's expression was very unnatural, and his whole body exuded a sense of death. There was no doubt that this young man had been taken over by a monster.
"You know a lot." The young man smiled faintly and did not retort: "Let me guess, you must have killed many demons along the way, right?"
"It's you." Ye Xinran's eyes twitched, and a coldness appeared in the corners of her mouth.
There is no doubt that these warriors themselves are very powerful. If they were in their heyday, they might not be devoured by monsters and take away their bodies. However, along the way, they experienced many battles and were exhausted physically and mentally.
Take advantage of this monster.
"You deserve to die!" Ling Feng was angry.
Monsters are already terrifying, but this one is extremely sinister and cunning, which makes it even more annoying.
"Young man, your physique is very good. Let me devour them and I can let them go." The monster stared at Ling Feng. Although Ye Xinran was stronger and talented, she was a woman after all.
Demons still have some moral integrity.
"It's just a thousand-year-old demon. If you want to take away my body, it depends on whether you have the qualifications!" Ling Feng became even more angry.
Damn it, didn't you see Ye Xinran standing there?
That is an extremely talented person, a genius who defies the gods. If he succeeds in seizing his body, he can sweep across the wild and secret realm. Do you have the foresight?
Of course, if you fail to seize the body, you will die miserably.
"How will you know if you don't try?" The thousand-year-old demon pressed forward and licked his lips bloodthirstyly.
"kill!"
Ling Feng shouted loudly and directly displayed the realm of unity between heaven and man. With a flash of eyebrows, the two-layer stone swooped out. The fire on it shone like ice and was immortal. The terrifying flames ignited the surrounding profound energy of heaven and earth.
"Buzz!"
In a rage, Ling Feng exerted a huge force of eight hundred thousand kilograms as soon as he came up. Even the air was pushed up, like a rolling wave, and he hit the thousand-year-old demon.
"It's not enough!" The thousand-year-old demon seemed not to be afraid. He held a war sword in his hand and suddenly thrust it out. Nine rays of holy light turned into light that reached the sky and came straight towards Ling Feng.
Although Ling Feng had already used Nine Heavens Kill, the one who took over the body of the thousand-year-old demon was a ninth-level martial saint, whose speed was much stronger than Ling Feng. Ling Feng moved first and he came after him, holding a war sword.
With this fierce light, he killed Ling Feng in front of him.
"when!"
Ling Feng shook the two-layer stone hard. Under the impact of the tyrannical force, the nine holy lights were suppressed and dimmed. The thousand-year-old demon was also knocked back a few steps, while Ling Feng snorted.
, my throat felt sweet, and I couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The ninth-level Martial Saint is too powerful, and there is no way he can match it now.
"With your powerful physical training, you really satisfy me." The thousand-year-old devil's smile became even thicker.
"I will satisfy you till death."
Ling Feng roared angrily. When he thought about being taken over by a thousand-year-old demon and reduced to a walking corpse, he couldn't help but run away.
When he finished speaking, the whole person rushed over. The power of thunder and fire, the physical aura, and the fire like ice all flickered, and they all surged onto the double stone, making it quickly become smaller. Then, a Li dragon emerged from the darkness.
Flying out, its huge body covered the sky and the sun.
Facing this thousand-year-old demon, Ling Feng did not dare to hold back at all, and directly used all his combat power. The three powers ignited Li Long's power.
"Ouch!"
It came straight forward and the entire dense forest was destroyed.
"The three powers are actually merging? I have to say, you make me more and more satisfied." The thousand-year-old demon trembled with excitement. This kind of physique is rare in thousands of years. It is conceivable that he will grow to that point in the future.
And know it.
In the face of such a physique, his current body is simply a scumbag.
"Demon Sword!"
The thousand-year-old demon shouted coldly, and the sword in his palm suddenly flashed, and a circle of ripples bloomed on it. At first, it was like a halo, but in an instant, it "bloomed" and turned into a sword curtain about one foot in size.
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And in that sword curtain, there are countless sword shadows that are constantly slashing down, each one stronger than the last, just like the thunder of the nine heavens. When so many sword shadows come together, it is a real killing blow.