Chapter 1035 Beyond the Primordial Spirit Artifact
"Lin Jingfeng, Lin Yunzhe, what do you mean?"
The group of people on the left belong to the Yun family.
Yun Zilong, dressed in black, stood at the front of the team, looking at Lin Jingfeng and Lin Yunzhe with cold eyes.
The opening of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace is very regular.
Anyone who enters the Temple of All Demons can only stay for one month.
After a month, no matter who it is, they will be sent out.
After that, seven days must pass before you can enter again.
Just now, Yun Zilong and a group of Yun family members were teleported out of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.
As soon as they landed, they were surrounded.
Another team came from the Lin family, and the leaders were none other than Lin Jingfeng and Lin Yunzhe.
"The Yun family and the Lin family have an agreement that members of the two families are not allowed to kill each other, let alone ask each other what they have gained. Do you want to violate this agreement?"
Seeing that the other party was silent, Yun Zilong continued to scold him.
The number of people on both sides is not much different.
However, on the Lin family's side, Lin Jingfeng and Lin Yunzhe's cultivation levels have both reached the ninth level of the Heavenly General, and they have both refined demon blood.
In terms of strength, Yun Zilong is not as good as them.
If possible, he certainly does not want a deadly battle to break out between the two sides.
"The two families have made an agreement for thousands of years, so naturally we cannot violate it. Our request is very simple, hand over Yun Feiyang!"
Lin Jingfeng was the first to reply.
"Yun Feiyang's actions have brought shame to the Lin family. As children of the Lin family, we have the obligation to remove this cancer to restore the reputation of the Lin family. By the way, I heard that Yun Feiyang has an ancient sword from a secret realm in his hand.
Let this sword be regarded as the Yun family’s apology gift!”
Lin Yunzhe answered.
The two of them spoke with a tone that was unquestionable.
"Don't you think this request is too much?"
Yun Zilong's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.
He could tell that the main purpose of the other party's obstruction was not 'Yun Feiyang' but the magic sword! "Whether it's too much or not, it's not your turn to judge!"
"Yun Zilong, you can either bring Yun Feiyang out or let the two families fight to the death!"
Lin Jingfeng and Lin Yunzhe's bodies erupted with murderous intent.
At the same moment, the people from the Lin family behind them walked forward in unison, assuming a posture of looking forward to death.
Seeing this, Yun Zilong was so angry that the three corpses jumped.
However, he swallowed his anger and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry to tell you that as early as a year ago, Yun Feiyang fell into the devil's cliff and became the nourishment of the devil's blood on the spot."
"As for the ancient sword, it also fell down..." "Really?"
When Lin Jingfeng heard this, his first reaction was disbelief and asked: "How do I know if you are deliberately lying to me?"
"Who will believe you with just your mouth? Either show me the evidence or shut up!"
Lin Yunzhe also didn't believe it.
"What I said is very clear, and there is absolutely no falsehood!"
Yun Zilong became angry, and his voice changed as a result.
"If you say there is no falsehood, then there is no falsehood. Who do you think you are? It's not impossible for us to believe you. As long as you are willing to let us wash your soul, we will naturally leave after we see that scene with our own eyes."
Lin Jingfeng said with a smile.
"Enough!"
Yun Zilong finally couldn't bear his anger and cursed loudly: "I am the eldest young master of the Yun family, you just wash your soul when you say it. Let me reiterate for the last time, Yun Feiyang is dead, believe it or not!"
As soon as the words fell, all the Yun family disciples also felt annoyed and took a step forward.
There are about a hundred people from the two families.
Everyone's eyes were boiling with anger.
The war is about to break out!... At the same moment! Dozens of miles away from here, high in the sky.
Lin Xiao stood on Qiongqi's back, looking far away, and could vaguely see the outline of the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons.
"Your Majesty, the Ten Thousand Demons Palace is a space-type Hongmeng spiritual weapon. The space it contains is comparable to a city, enough to accommodate hundreds of millions of creatures. In the past, it was the Ten Thousand Demons Palace that allowed us to avoid the three great Heavenly Lords.
Chase."
Seeing Lin Xiao's focused gaze, Hun Chao immediately explained.
Chaos's appearance is very interesting. It is shaped like a dog, has four legs like a bear but has no claws, has ears and no eyes. After shrinking its body, it looks like a meat ball, round and quite cute.
"At the beginning, the three Heavenly Lords were chasing after each other crazily. In order to avoid injuring others, the master released all the creatures in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. We four brothers were unwilling to leave. The master had no choice but to let us stay. As time passed, this
Ninety thousand years have passed!"
Taotie on the side answered.
Compared with Chaos, Taotie has a body shape like a sheep, a human face, tiger teeth, four legs like a human, and exudes a ferocious aura.
After saying that, Taotie stared at Lin Xiao and said bluntly: "The master's soul is sealed in the deepest part of the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons. We can take you directly to that place. If nothing unexpected happens, the Demon Sword Spirit will also be there.
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"It's strange to say that there are countless restrictions in the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons. With the cultivation of these humans, none of them can be broken. Why can they take away the demon sword?"
Yaozhao spoke with confusion.
This doubt was also Lin Xiao's doubt.
Yunying once said that within the secret realm, nothing can be taken away.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for the magic sword to appear in the Donglan Ruins world.
Furthermore, where is the Demonic Sword Spirit? "When we get to the Temple of Ten Thousand Demons, all doubts will be solved."
Lin Xiao said in a strong tone, causing the four villains to stop their voices and invariably lock their eyes on the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.
At an incredible speed, dozens of miles pass by in the blink of an eye.
Not long after, Lin Xiao's figure appeared above the Ten Thousand Demons Palace.
At this time, the Yun family and the Lin family were preparing for a shopping spree.
With arrows on their bows, they felt Lin Xiao's appearance at the same time, and they all stared at him.
"Yun Feiyang?"
Yun Zilong also looked at Lin Xiao, and his eyes froze instantly.
Not just him, but all the Yun family disciples, their eyes were as wide as bells, and their mouths were open enough to stuff a whole watermelon.
"Yun Zilong, you just kept saying that Yun Feiyang was dead a long time ago. How do you explain it now?"
Lin Jingfeng also recognized Lin Xiao, and did not hide his ridicule at all.
Beside him, Lin Yunzhe also cast a mocking gaze.
While speaking, he also looked at Lin Xiao and ordered: "Yun Feiyang, come quickly and die!"
Death, death, death...the arrogant words echoed in circles.
When these words fell into Lin Xiao's ears, they did not arouse any anger or even cause any waves.
Lin Xiao's eyes were slightly focused, staring at the majestic and huge Temple of Ten Thousand Demons.
"No, what Qiongqi and the others said is wrong. The level of this Ten Thousand Demons Palace has already surpassed the Hongmeng spiritual weapon..." After a moment, Lin Xiao opened his mouth and spat out a trembling voice.l0ns3v3
