668 He is Lin Tian!
The thin old man in white and gray hair is none other than the biggest enemy in Lin Feng's heart - boundless!
The disappearance of his father, all kinds of clues pointed to this person. At the beginning, Lin Feng almost died at the hands of the other party when he was in the sea of stars!
Lin Feng never thought that he would be here, under such abrupt circumstances, meet the boundless again.
However, although he was shocked, Lin Feng still reacted decisively at the first time. He knew the strength of the other party and had no hesitation at all. While calling out the other party's name, the Zhenyuan in his body stirred violently. The red soul flying sword under his feet hung in front of him with a flash, and the sword guzzled. , ready to attack at any time.
Lin Feng's move changed the appearance of Zilong and Li Yuelin beside him, as well as the corpse monks on the opposite side, almost at the same time.
Zilong and Li Yuelin immediately knew that the person in front of them was the biggest enemy that had been discussing before, and it was also the culprit of Lin Tian's disappearance. Their reaction was not slow, and they basically followed Lin Feng and put on guard posture at the same time.
The main reason for their shock was the Red Soul Flying Sword, except for Lin Feng's sudden call out the name of Yin Wuya and the obvious hostility.
Even if he was the strongest, his eyes were obviously shrank, and there was a trace of disbelief on his face. He stared at the Red Soul Flying Sword and said in surprise, "Fairy!!"
After Yin Wuya noticed that there was someone here, his attention was basically on the most powerful Zilong. When the two sides met, he also paid attention to Zilong for the first time, but he didn't want to be called out his name by a 'little character' who only practiced. Before he could see the other party clearly, he was shocked by the power. The flying sword hung in front of the other party. The cold sword spirit actually gave him an instinctive sense of fear. When he looked carefully, he was shocked to find that it was actually a fairy weapon!
Fairy weapon!!
Even if the whole corpse sect does not have many fairy weapons, none of them are in the hands of those ancestral figures who survived the disaster period. Although Yin Wuya is the highest leader sent to Donglongzhou, it is only Mahayana cultivation and is not qualified to be given fairy weapons.
But for the power of the fairy weapon, it is naturally extremely clear, so at the moment he recognized the level of the Red Soul Flying Sword, his attention almost completely shifted from the Purple Dragon to the Red Soul Flying Sword.
Just while breathing, countless thoughts flashed in his heart. After the initial moment of shock, what rose in his heart was surprise and... greed!
In the world of cultivation, no one can be indifferent to fairy weapons. What's more, when a Mahayana monk sees a virtual monk holding a fairy weapon, it is basically difficult not to have a heart of grabbing. The previous golden thunder is a good example.
The first thought that came out of Yin Wuya's heart was to 'take treasure', and then it became clear that the other party was obviously full of hostility to him.
Although I don't know the reason for this hostility, as long as it is clear, even 'nego negotiations' and 'testing' can be saved.
Although Lin Feng's cultivation is low, the fairy weapon in front of him makes Yin Wuya afraid, not to mention that there is a transformation monster in the late stage of level 8, so Yin Wuya does not have any contempt in his heart. After instant thinking, he made the most decisive decision!
It's better to start first!!
There was no nonsense. A cold light suddenly flashed in Wuya's eyes, and the horror of the late Mahayana burst out in an instant. He himself did not make any action, but when he saw a black figure behind him flashed out like a ghost at the moment when he first thought of killing!
A cold, violent and powerful breath burst out from the figure. From this breath, I could hardly feel 'angry', only a cold death like a pool of dead water, which is the unique breath of the 'corpse puppet' of the corpse sect.
From the meeting between the two sides, Lin Feng called out the name of Yin Wuya and suddenly took action. It was even less than five seconds before and after. Yin Wuya's move, even several Yin Wuya monks behind him did not expect it. However, he was alwaysware of Yin Wuya, and even Lin Feng, who had planned to 'do it first't take a little. Unexpectedly, at the moment the other party started, he did not hesitate to raise his hand and sacrifice the red soul flying sword ready to go!
A shocking sword light, a dark shadow, shot at the other party at an incredible speed. The two sides were thousands of meters apart, but only approached half in the blink of an eye. Then the red sword light suddenly disappeared without warning. When it flashed out again, it had jumped a distance of nearly 1,000 meters and appeared directly. In front of the dark shadow!
"Space Power!!" At the moment when he saw the incredible 'teleportation' of the Red Soul Flying Sword, the boundless pupils shrank slightly, but the shock was not slow at the same time. He immediately moved his mind and passed the order of 'dodge' to the shadow. In fact, even without his order, the shadow was already driven by the instinctive of the battle. The lower body suddenly paused and made a motion to dodge to the side.
On this side, Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and his right hand pointed to the sword forward, controlling the Red Soul Flying Sword to change the direction of pursuit. As soon as he started, he exposed the 'space power' of the Red Soul Flying Sword. Naturally, he could not return without success. Even if it is impossible to directly destroy the other party's corpse puppet, he must at least cause some damage to it.
However, at this moment, two unexpected exclamation suddenly sounded...
"Little wind! Don't!!"
"Lin Feng! Stop it!!"
These two voices sounded in Lin Feng's ear, because the speakers were Li Yuelin and Zilong beside him!
Both of them's words were full of panic and eagerness, which made Lin Feng's heart tighten. He thought that they had seen some enemy's tricks and reminded himself. He also stopped the movement in an instant. He almost touched the sword light of the shadow, and then instantly stopped the red soul. The flying sword called back, and during this period, he always stared at the enemy opposite, trying to see what tricks the other party had done that he could not see.
On the opposite side, he thought that his corpse puppet was destined to be damaged was also stunned by Lin Feng's sudden stop. At the moment when the sword light stopped, he hurriedly controlled the corpse puppet to fly back and looked at Lin Feng and others with a surprised look.
The two sides started as soon as they met, but they suddenly stopped halfway, and the scene became a little strange for a moment.
Seeing that the other party's corpse puppet did not continue to attack, Lin Feng did not rush to do it again, but he still did not see what was wrong just now. He couldn't help showing a trace of doubt in his eyes and subconsciously moved his eyes to Zilong and Li Yuelin next to him.
But then Lin Feng was surprised to find that both of them looked a little strange: their eyes were closely at somewhere in front of them, and their faces were full of shock, disbelief, and even panic, as if they had found something unacceptable.
Lin Feng's heart jumped slightly and asked in a low voice, "Mom, Elder Zilong, what's wrong with you?"
Li Yuelin didn't seem to hear Lin Feng's words. She still looked at the front in a daze, and her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to speak, but she was too excited to say it. Tears appeared in her eyes, and two lines of tears came out of her eyes.
And Zilong's situation is better than Li Yuelin's, but the excitement on his face is also uncontrollable. After hearing Lin Feng's words, he trembled and said word by word, "Lin Tian... He is Lin Tian!!"
"What?!"
Zilong's words made Lin Feng's whole body as if he had been struck by lightning. His pupils shrank violently, suddenly turned his head, followed the eyes of Zilong and Li Yuelin, and then stunned again...
Because the 'he' referred to by Zilong is actually... the black figure in front of Yin Wuya, that... corpse puppet!!
-Yes, Zilong was talking about the corpse puppet. He said, that's Lin Tian! It's Lin Feng's father!
Lin Feng only felt a roar in his mind and was about to lose his ability to think. He turned his head to Zilong again and said, "Senior Zilong, what did you just say? Do you think that man... that corpse puppet... is my father?
Zilong has calmed down slightly from the initial shock. His face became extremely gloomy, and the cold light flashed in his eyes. He said in a low voice, "I can't be wrong! He must be Lin Tian! When he acted just now, I felt very clear! So... No wonder the connection between me and his soul has become so weak. It turns out that he has been refined into a corpse puppet! However, since there is still a last trace of contact between me and him, it means that his soul has not completely dissipated! Maybe there is still salvation!"
"..." Lin Feng didn't hear the sentence behind Zilong at all, because he was completely stunned when he heard the words 'refined into a corpse puppet'...
Have you been refined into a corpse puppet? Father... was refined into a corpse puppet?! My father actually fell into the endless hands and was refined into a corpse puppet by the other party!!
Lin Feng has thought about countless kinds of father's situation and countless scenes of reunion with his father, but he never thought that it would be such a situation when the father and son met after nearly 20 years of separation.
No, this doesn't seem to be the first meeting in 20 years, because a few years ago, when the five cities suddenly attacked in the sea of stars, their father and son met, but Lin Feng didn't know at all at that time. How could he think that he was controlled by Wuya and put his own The chest hole was pierced and almost killed his own corpse puppet, which turned out to be the father he was looking for?
Wait!!
' Almost killed himself?!
According to the situation at that time, it was impossible for him to save his life under the powerful corpse puppet of the Mahayana period. At the beginning, he only thought it was one in ten thousandth of the 'fort', but now that I think about it, is there such a possibility: it was his father's only little consciousness that made him even if he was gloomy. The situation under Ya's control still deliberately avoided the fatal point in the last blow, thus saving his life?!
This idea, like a flame rekindled Lin Feng's will, he recovered from his confusion, and the last sentence of Zilong seemed to have delayed a few breaths and finally passed into his ears, making him energetic for a while, and his eyes flashed!
Yes! The relationship between the father and the purple dragon's soul contract has never been interrupted, which shows that the father is still alive! Even if the body is refined into a corpse puppet, as long as there is still a trace of soul, it may still be saved! No, it's not 'may', it's 'must' and be saved!!
In a few breaths, Lin Feng's thoughts experienced roller coaster-like changes, and finally turned into a strange calm - at least, on the surface, his expression calmed down, even a little unbelievably calm...
Slowly turned his head and looked at Li Yuelin, who was still in shock. Lin Feng suddenly smiled and said judo: "Mom, you can go back to the boundary space and rest for a while. The next thing can be left to me and Elder Zilong."
"What?! Xiaofeng, you..." Li Yuelin was awakened by Lin Feng's words, but before she could say anything, she saw Lin Feng raise his hand and forcibly sent her into the boundary space.
Carefully collecting the fragments of the boundary weapon, Lin Feng turned his head again and looked at the corpse monks opposite. His expression was still calm and terrible, which swept away by his eyes. Those corpse monks in the Mahayana and integration period, even including the Endless, couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts...