The bloody halberd is a holy weapon with great power.
It flew forward, carrying endless vigor. You can see that the air is like water waves, spreading out from the tip of the halberd to the surroundings, like a piece of cloth being pushed up. This is enough to stab a martial saint.
My heart felt cold.
However, Ling Feng is not a martial saint, he is just a body-refining warrior with a golden spirit body. When the halberd came in front of him, Ling Feng raised his hand and gently pinched it forward.
"Buzz, choke..." With sharp energy, Ling Feng's two fingers tightly grasped the halberd. No matter how hard it struggled, it was still difficult to penetrate even half an inch. He was as if he was made of holy gold.
It's done, and the whole body exudes a golden color.
In the end, all the energy on the halberd was crushed, leaving only the trembling halberd. Ling Feng's eyes were filled with an indifferent sneer, and he resisted the strongest blow.
"Rumble..." At the same time, Lilong also collapsed. Its power was disintegrated from the middle by the halberd. This was a high-rise building. It collapsed in an instant like a thunder split from the middle.
Go down.
However, that terrifying power was originally condensed in Li Long, but at this moment, it all exploded, with the potential to level the peaks of Xingshan Mountain. In fact, this is exactly what happened, it was like thunder.
The explosion exploded, the energy was like ripples, the mushroom cloud soared into the sky, and then, the rocks turned into powder.
"Boom..." The huge rocks exploded into pieces and fell layer by layer. It lasted for a long time, making Yunxi, Yin, and Qin Ao have to retreat. This was indeed beyond their expectations. In Ling
When Feng unleashed his most terrifying attack, he was far more powerful than they imagined.
"Puff..." The combat dodge flew out and was repelled by the monstrous ripples. Its body swayed in the wind, like a kite with its string cut off, twisting and hitting the mountain wall. Even because of the huge
, his whole body was sunk into the mountain wall.
And a human-shaped depression was left there.
His five orifices were bleeding, and his body was in severe pain. He felt that every bone was broken, his chest collapsed, and his internal organs were stabbed by bones. Two arms were also broken with a "click" in this storm.
, even the legs were split.
His face was full of bitterness and despair. It was hard to imagine that he had been defeated by a teenage boy. This huge gap made him hysterical and crazy, and also made him feel as cold as death.
He lost!
This young man is a living monster. He is not only an alchemy master, but also a terrifying warrior. He can be called the four in one. It is not known whether it is a blessing or a tragedy for Ao Shizong to offend such a person. However, he is now
There is no time to think about these things anymore.
"The last battle, a fight to the death!"
He stood up staggeringly with gritted teeth, his eyes were like burning furnace fire, and the nine holy lights on his body surged out again, rushing towards an extra golden halberd in front of him. The bloody halberd had already fallen on it.
He had no way to get it back from Ling Feng's hand, so naturally he could only activate another halberd.
"It's a pity that you don't have a chance!" Ling Feng glanced at Zhan Shan and shook his head.
Yes, Zhan Shan will never have a chance again.
In the raging cloud of ripples, a low and dim fire appeared in front of him, like a part of the huge ripples. It was so inconspicuous and its aura was not strong. Under the rage and despair
, Zhan Shan's sense of danger was obviously not that strong, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late.
"Pfft..."
The burning fire flew out, faster than a sword, and pierced Zhan Shan's eyebrows at once. It was a flame more powerful than any Martial Emperor's power. Although it was not a holy fire yet, it already had the characteristics of a holy fire.
power.
"Ah..." Zhan Shan howled miserably, desolate and plaintive, like the bleak autumn wind being quickly carried away by the ripples.
"Tick tock..." The blood from the center of his eyebrows surged out, along the tip of his nose, and fell on his clothes. His eyes no longer looked fearful and desperate, but turned into relief. He knew he would die, but he kept struggling.
, I still feel lucky in my heart.
However, the fate of reincarnation cannot be avoided at all.
"Plop!" The flames of fire did not devour him. It flew out again and landed in the palm of Ling Feng's hand, as affectionately as a child, which made Ling Feng purse his lips and chuckle.
Burning Flame Seed, this is his trump card, hidden in the Lilong Ripples, it is a complete trap, and the trap is invincible, and it works every time!
Zhan Shan was killed!
This was the first ninth-level martial saint that Ling Feng had killed in a real sense, and he was also declaring to the world that he was qualified to stand at the top of the young generation in this wild and mysterious realm.
"This is a respectable opponent, let's bury him with dignity." Lingfeng glanced at Zhan Shan's corpse. At least when he was desperate, he did not tremble in fear, but struck out with all his strength. He destroyed the glory of Ao Shizong.
It's going to the end.
"Yes!" Yin and Qin Ao both nodded. They saw the figures of the Nishen in Zhan Shan, and they were all equally proud.
…
The bodies of Zhan Shan, Zhao Xianer, and Nalanbo were buried together. As long as Ling Feng gave an order, Qin Ao and Yin would naturally handle this matter, but no tombstone was set up.
These three people are not worth it!
"We are about to go into the depths of the ancient treasure." Lingfeng looked at the world in the distance. He could feel that the monsters here were much rarer, but every time he encountered one, it was an eighth or ninth level holy beast.
, there will even be terrifying monsters in the realm of holy beasts. Like Ye Xinran, they have been suppressed in this realm for many years.
Even they have to be careful about this.
"What do you want to say?" Ye Xinran asked calmly.
"I wonder what's going on with the Nishen Clan?" Ling Feng touched his nose awkwardly. Is Ye Xinran really the roundworm in his stomach?
"The Nishens have never disappointed anyone." Ye Xinran said coldly and arrogantly. Over the years, most of the Nishens acted alone. Only when they encountered difficult problems, she would kill herself, such as Ling Feng.
Now, they have devoted all their efforts to compete in the ancient treasures. How can there be any problem? Even if they encounter geniuses like the young master of the Immortal Sect and the young master of the Proud Sect, they can still escape intact.
What's more, those warriors have all survived on the verge of life and death. They are extremely sensitive to danger and deeply understand what "bullying" is. They will only attack warriors who can kill them. If they encounter a ninth-level warrior,
Martial Saints, masters of the Martial Saint Realm, they will be reduced to dust.
"These three people are already dead." Ling Feng said with a serious expression: "What I didn't expect was that Ao Shizong wanted to kill us so eagerly, but Fan Lou always tolerated it."
"It's possible that Fan Lou and Sheng Lou belong to Aoshi Sect." Yin walked over and said thoughtfully.
Everyone nodded secretly. This was also their guess. In the decisive battle at Longyan, Saint Tower, Fan Tower, one sect and two sects suffered the most serious losses. They also most hoped that Ru Nirvana and others would die as soon as possible.
"They should be the first ones to enter the depths of the ancient treasure, right?" Qin Ao said worriedly: "I'm afraid it's already a sinkhole now. Once we enter, it will be a dead end."
"If this is a dead end, then we will risk our lives and survive." Ling Feng said coldly.
"Against God has never failed!" Ye Xinran's eyes were cold. Those who wanted to kill them would have their bones buried in the ancient treasure. Someone had already hidden the handle of the knife deep in the cave, waiting for them to go in and kill them.
Already.
However, what Nishen is good at is assassination and counter-killing. This is something that the five major forces would never have imagined. It is difficult to determine who is stronger or weaker in this battle based on whether they are intentional or not.
"However, these three people have been killed by us now. As long as we appear deep in the ancient Tibet, the five major forces will know immediately. They already know about their assassination, which is not good for me." Tsundere Bird said.
Ling Feng shook his head, his face became as cold as Ye Xinran, and said: "They have already taken action, so there is no need to hide anything. In this case, from now on, I will fight against the five major forces against God.
Let’s start the war!”
"Start the war!"
These two words were like sonorous iron stones, stirring in everyone's hearts. The Anti-God force was weak alone, and there were not many masters among the Anti-Gods. However, at this moment, they were acting alone and wanted to start a war against the five major forces.
This is the pride of bravely venturing into the world, this is the decisive battle against the world!
From this moment on, the Anti-Gods will fight to the death with the five major forces. Either you die or I live. Although the five major forces are very powerful, if they use all their strength to fight against the Anti-Gods, the younger generation of the Ni-Gods will really be unable to do so.
Not even Ye Xinran can resist it. Who can be sure that there are no top masters among the two sects, Holy Tower and Fan Tower?
Although Ye Xinran is powerful, can he withstand a few strong men in the Martial Saint Realm?
However, the five major forces do not know the existence of the Anti-Gods. They are low-key and luxurious. This is Ling Feng's biggest trump card.
"Then let's start a war!" Ye Xinran said coldly.
"Start the war!" Qin Ao glanced at each other. They were also excited by such words. If the Nishenzhong's killing of Jueyunmen was "assassination", then the challenge to the five major forces was "Nishen".
"Kill".
And the Nishen, who had been hiding for many years, showed their fangs to the whole world for the first time.
Everyone sat cross-legged, swallowed the elixir, and began to heal their injuries. This battle was very taxing on them. Even Ling Feng was seriously injured. However, in order to contain the ninth-level Martial Saint, Qin Ao also
The injuries were serious, and when they were about to enter the depths of ancient Tibet, they had to maintain their peak combat effectiveness.
Two hours later, Ling Feng stood up first, his eyes burning like the sun in the sky.
"I hope they won't force me to break through to the Martial Saint realm!" A cold and evil smile appeared on the corner of Ling Feng's lips.