Chapter 132 Lock its soul and refine its heart

There was a thrilling war in the cave. Outside the cave, there were the four top masters guarding them. They were all the perfect cultivation of the Sword Emperor, and these four top masters seemed to be the appearance of young women, but they could see the vicissitudes of age at the corners of their eyebrows.

"Big elder, do you think the suzerain can break through the last level of the day and advance to the legendary realm of sword immortals?" A sword emperor glanced at the entrance of the cave from time to time, as if he wanted to see it with his own eyes.

"Four elders, are you doubting the immortals? How much did it cost us this time to capture the nine masters of sword emperor cultivation from other territories. As long as we follow the cultivation formula taught by the immortals, the suzerain is absolutely sure that he will succeed. Humph, at that time, our Huazong will dominate the abyss of the sword tomb and become the first sect from ancient times to the present. At that time, we will also seek the road and become sword immortals.

"Big elder, the two immortals have been out for so long. Will there be an accident if there is no message? I heard that there seems to be a very prickly ideas on the side of Wuzong. The outer disciples of the main sect, the Bliss Demon Gate, are all in the hands of this person.

"Shut up, don't say depressing words. The immortals are not so easy to deal with. They can fly in the flesh. They have been beyond mortals and live a long life. This time, when the suzerain is completed, the opportunity to practice with the immortals falls on us. Humph, at that time, whoever can get the favor of the immortals first can enter the realm of sword immortals first.

When the elder said this, there was ** light in his eyes, a small tongue licking the corners of his mouth, a full old witch. The other three elders don't look much better than her, and they all look happy.

Just when they were fantasy, a tall figure appeared outside the forbidden place.

"Who?"

"The person who wants your life."

It was Lin Feng who came. He heard all the words just now. Except for the scolding in his heart, he really couldn't think of any appropriate words to describe these old witches. A woman who can have the cultivation of the Sword Emperor is at least 50 years old, which is at least 40 years old, including first-class talent. However, their words are not as good as those prostitutes in the secular world, and he has a bad impression of this Bliss Gate.

"Looking for death." The swords in the four fields rose, and the four strong swordsmanship only forced Lin Feng.

"The art of carving insects." A little giant with glittering gold bumped directly into the big elder, brutally broke the sword of her field, pierced her forehead with a finger, left a blood hole and flashed to another elder, poked out her foot to swallow blood and flew out, and hit the stone door of the cave fiercely.

Although the remaining two elders reacted quickly and the sword spirit also hit the enemy, it had no effect at all. When they saw the two elders of comparable strength, they were defeated without a chance to breathe. They were so scared that they quickly dodged and fled straight out of the forbidden place.

"How can you live?" Lin Feng sneered and didn't stop him at all. With a touch of his right hand, he saw dozens of magic soldiers flying swords suddenly appearing outside the forbidden place. One kill and harvested their old lives.

The three souls struggled to escape from the corpse, but under Lin Feng's ruthless suppression, they were all swallowed up by the resentful spirit. The split soul core is replenished by strength, and the halo is more brilliant and obvious.

"You... Who are you?" The elder who was kicked away by Lin Feng is not dead yet, but it is estimated that it will not be long before he sees the concave appearance.

Lin Feng, who returned to his original state, looked at it indifferently. With his right hand, a magic claw broke her neck. For this kind of mortal person, he didn't bother to talk nonsense and directly destroyed her.

After devouring the soul of the last elder, Lin Feng looked at the stone door solemnly. The movement must have shocked the people who are practicing inside. As for why there is no reaction, I guess they also want to brake statically.

"The skill taught by the disciples of the Bliss Demon Gate must be a ** evil method of picking yang and yin, otherwise why do you have to catch so many men with the cultivation of the Sword Emperor alive?" Thinking of this, Lin Feng had a crazy idea in his heart for no reason. He roared, and a huge golden fist suddenly broke the stone door. A pink gas rushed towards him, and Lin Feng retreated like lightning as soon as his feet moved. Since he had already known that this Bliss Magic Gate was good at ** evil means, the pink gas must be strange.

Just as his lightning retreated, a weak voice came to his ears, "Be careful of this ** gas, get out of here quickly, this witch's magic power is going to be great. If there is a chance, avenge for us..."

The pink gas in the cave suddenly became thick, with other silver-gray colors. Suddenly, a scream in the cave became silent.

Lin Feng quietly whispered the gas, and his heart moved, calling out the resentful split. The resentful spirit raised his hand and pointed, and the lightning film actually filled the whole cave.

"Oh..."

This crisp voice was obviously made by the flower patriarch, but it was strange to Lin Feng's ears. There seemed to be excitement in the pain in the sound, but the body did not give the order to stop, and the thunder and lightning power of the split increased by one point, and suddenly the strong gas became thin.

Thunder is the nemesis of all evil things. If those evil things can withstand the baptism of thunder and not die, they can evolve into a more advanced life. Just like resentment spirits, they also absorbed countless resentment and evolved into resentment spirits after the baptism of Zi Lei.

These gases soon disappeared, and the joyful and painful chants in the cave also subsidered. As soon as the idea moved, five of the best gods formed a sword net all over his body, and Lin Feng walked in slowly.

Although the pink gas in the cave was destroyed by thunder and lightning, there was still ** gas left in it.

A gorgeous woman with a whole body is lying lazily in soft **. A pair of eyebrows full of desire are looking at Lin Feng. The red tongue is constantly sweet lips, the slender thighs are raised high to reveal the secret place, and the strong and slight trembling on the chest exudes a charming luster.

Lin Feng's breath began to be thick, but when his eyes touched the nine skeleton-like men by the bed, he was excited, sweating coldly behind his back, and his mind immediately cleared up.

"I almost said." Thinking of the loss of soul for a short time just now, a chill rose in Lin Feng's heart. With a little eyebrows, 60 best magic soldiers quickly filled the cave, forming a killing array around the bed.

"Oh, aren't you from the abyss of my sword tomb?" At this time, the witch was surprised. As soon as she turned over, the sheets covered her body and covered the white flesh. "Who are you? How can you break my magic skills? Did you make the thunder and lightning just now?

"Well, the old woman of seventy and eighty still wants to seduce me. Your dirty body is more disgusting than carrion. I didn't expect you to be so calm when you were about to die. It seems that your magic skills have been great and you have entered the realm of sword immortals. Lin Feng said mercilessly, "You thousand people ride, and thousands of bitches on thousands of people actually have the opportunity to repair the road. It seems that it's all due to your ancestors. Maybe your ancestors are more *** and bitchy than you."

"You..." The old witch suddenly opened her mouth and spit out, and a pink light attacked Lin Feng's throat.

With a random sound, the pink light was blocked by the best magic soldiers. At that time, Lin Feng was also surprised to find that the magic soldiers who resisted the pink light were then broken and scrapped.

"Oh, it can resist the power of the sword heart of this sect."

The suzerain of Huazong was surprised that Lin Feng was more surprised than her. He didn't expect that a pink light was so powerful that the strength of the sword fairy realm was so strong. Fortunately, she had just advanced, and the power control was not perfect.

"Kill." As soon as Lin Feng thought moved, the yin and yang Taiji sword array immediately started to operate. The sword spirit was vertical and horizontal, leaving crisscrossing sword marks on the stone walls around the cave. The nine sword emperors who fell to one side did not completely die in the hands of the old witch, but died under these countless sword spirit.

"Immortal!" Seeing that the sword array was so powerful, the witch who had never taken Lin Feng seriously finally changed color. As soon as her body moved, there were dozens of pink rays from her body in a rotation.

Another series of handover sounds. Lin Feng, who controlled the sword array on the periphery, suddenly changed his face. The power of the pink light was still underestimated. It was just a handover, and he sensed that there were more than a dozen best magic soldiers to be reimbursed. In the eyes of the outer disciples, even in the eyes of the inner disciples, the best divine soldiers are simply vulnerable under the inconspicuous pink light.

A little eyebrows, and more than a dozen of the best magic soldiers appeared in the air. The cold light flashed in Lin Feng's eyes, and several complex handprints were knotted with his hands: the art of burying swords.

"Shield sword." Just as Lin Feng displayed the most powerful sword magic power, a pink shield like a silkworm cocoon also appeared all over the old witch.

But she has just stepped into the realm of the sword fairy. She has not calmed down from at least the supreme excitement. She overestimated the strength of the sword fairy and underestimated the strength of the young man in front of her. If she has seen the power of the burial sword with her own eyes, I'm afraid the first thought is to escape as far as she can.

"Ah."

The so-called 'shield sword' was broken and shattered under the blow of the magic power of the sword, but a stronger pink light burst out from the old witch's body again, and her eyebrows also condensed a life-like pink sword body.

Lin Feng emerged a stock crisis in an instant, which was too strong. He retreated without hesitation and summoned the split. As soon as the resentment split appeared, it was a thick lightning. Since the initial appearance of the halo of the soul core, the control of the resentment split has become more and more flexible, so under the control of the body, the split did not hesitate at all.

The art of burying the sword and the art of thunder and lightning suddenly suppressed the desperate moves of the old witch. Although it could offset the power of the art of burying the sword, the art of thunder and lightning could not be resisted at that time. Her practice was an evil skill and she was more afraid of this invincible power. Under the blow of thunder and lightning, her whole body flowed and trembled. The sword in the middle of the eyebrows was also forcibly pressed back.

"Good opportunity." As soon as the dark idea in Lin Feng's thought space moved, the word 'lock' appeared, turning into a rune burning with black flames and suddenly hit the old witch's eyebrows.

"Fortunately, it ignited the fire of ideas, otherwise it would not be possible to condense the 'lock' seal so quickly. I don't believe that this dark force can't control you, the old witch. Let's see how I can lock your soul and refine your sword heart. Seeing that the witch had a tendency to resist, Lin Feng immediately pointed to the eyebrows and five black runes in a row penetrated into her eyebrows, as if there was a posture of not giving up.