Chapter 166 The Great Devil

Lin Feng was originally very unhappy with these three people. When he heard that they were disciples of Daoyuan, he was even more murderous in his heart. Without hesitation, he took the life of the rice calf. As for what punishment he would get when he returned to Xianmen in the future, Lin Feng would not consider it.

Where is your own strength, how can the little hegemon of one side be compared with the three disciples of the quenching realm? Moreover, the treasures in their hands and followers shocked the fairy gate even more. If these sword immortals behind them can become disciples of the Beast Spirit Gate, I'm afraid that even if they kill a few more inner disciples of the quenching realm, the immortals will not blame them.

A soul thought rushed out of the middle of his eyebrows. Just as he wanted to escape, he saw the sword slave wave his hand again, and a sword light shattered the soul thought. Mi Xiaoniu completely disappeared into this world, and he couldn't even reincarnate.

He raised his hand and killed a fairy disciple. The remaining two brothers roared at the same time. The mana on their bodies burst out in an instant, and a blood tendon appeared on their faces. Obviously, the power of the instant explosion was so powerful that their bodies could not bear it at once.

But they broke out quickly, and others reacted faster than them. Four sword fairies flew into the air one by one, and four swords more than three feet long attacked.

'Ah...' Two Taoist disciples who had not yet made a move made a scream, and the mana fluctuation on their bodies immediately disappeared, and their bodies were divided into several sections by sword light.

"If you dare to kill us, I won't let you go." The two guys are not dead, and Lin Feng is cursed with a resentful face. The Liu sisters, who were protected by the four sword fairy disciples, were dumbfounded. This group of people was too barbaric to kill them. They killed not mortals, but three immortals, who really set foot on the path of immortality. The three of them are elite disciples. As talents trained by elder disciples, they are so doomed.

They looked at the young man, and they were a little more afraid. They were not afraid of being cruel.

Lin Feng walked slowly to them and smiled evilly, "What's the harm in killing the three wastes that have just broken through the Taoist realm, the beasts in the early stage of the quenching spiritual realm? Humph, the feud between me and Daoyuan has a long history. More than ten years ago, the extreme disciples who killed Sanhua were like slaughtering dogs. Now killing the three of you are still like slaughtering dogs.

The domineeringness of these words immediately stunned the people at the scene, especially the inner disciples and Liu sisters who were not yet dead.

"You... You... You are the great demon king... No, it's impossible. You should have died a long time ago... You... Who the hell are you?"

Lin Feng snorted coldly and was too lazy to explain. Two sword shadows flashed in his eyes, and he saw that the pupils of the two inner disciples were enlarged and closed, and even their souls had no chance to escape.

"Are you really Brother Lin? The great demon king who was said to have died in the abyss of the sword mound? Liu Feng squeezed out of the crowd and ran to Lin Feng, saying excitedly. Liu Yan, who was squeezed out, quickly pulled down her clothes and motioned her not to talk nonsense.

The Great Devil? When did I become the devil? Lin Feng curled his lips. He still felt that the title of 'poison demon' was much better.

"Are you really Brother Lin from Danyuan? It must be, I remember that I have seen the portrait of Brother Lin in the retreat of Sister Mo. Brother Lin, it's great that you are still alive. In the end, Liu Feng was so happy that he burst into tears. Even Liu Yan, who had always been steady, looked at Lin Feng with a flushed face, and his eyes were full of respect.

For these two disciples with true feelings, Lin Feng softened his heart. He smiled and nodded and affirmed his identity.

It took a long time for the two outer disciples to calm down. They also clearly realized that Lin Feng was no longer the brother Lin more than ten years ago. Looking at the posture at this time, these people seemed to be his subordinates. Thinking of the big event that shocked the immortal cultivation world after the disciples returned from the abyss of the sword tomb, they immediately stood aside honestly.

"What's the matter? Am I really the devil? It was fine just now. Well, or did my former reputation as a poisonous demon scare you?

"No, no, no." The two shook their heads in a row.

"The Great Demon King is from other immortal sects. We are external disciples, but we only hear a little bit of the wind that seems to be related to the abyss of the sword mound. Many years ago, our disciples of the Beast Spirit Gate returned with a great victory. I don't know how many sects have gritted their teeth. That is that we are still young and vaguely know some details. Liu Yan thought for a moment and said softly, "I still remember that Xianmen soon rewarded a lot of spiritual elixirs to Danyuan."

"Well, since you don't know, forget it. You don't have to stay here anymore. Come back to Xianmen with me. Isn't it just two magic soldiers?" Lin Feng waved, and two swords of the best divine soldiers appeared and flew to the two women. "You can keep them."

"Thank you for your reward." The second daughter really has nothing to say to express her mood at this moment. This is the sword of the best divine soldier. Brother Lin is very rich.

Lin Feng frowned and shot a green light. A five- or six-year-old girl appeared, charming and charming. The six transparent wings gently stirred, and a strong and fresh floral fragrance spread.

"Master, we have finally returned to the big world."

"Ha ha, Niunu, your strength has grown very fast recently." This little girl turned out to be a closed-door flower elf girl. In those years, she absorbed more than 3,000 fierce beasts, and the remnants of the mysterious fairy beast. Over the years, Niuniu has been practicing deeply and did not fully wake up until half a year ago.

"Let those flying beasts walk."

Niuniu took the slave ring from her neck and waved it. A red light flashed, and thirty fierce beasts appeared, one of which was a speed dragon eagle, and the other 29 were eagles. The huge body suddenly covered the sky, and the neighborhood suddenly became quiet.

Lin Feng grabbed the two disciples who had been distracted and flew to the Eagle Sculpture, and then flew to the Dragon Sculpture, and the rest of the disciples of Wuzong each had one head. After calling out these flying beasts, Niuniu also returned to the thought space. She was still used to staying with the king of resentment.

The size of the fast dragon eagle is twice as small as that of the eagle, but in terms of flight speed and endurance, the eagle eagle is far from comparable. Above the sky, the wind roared, and thirty four-level fierce beasts swept over the poisonous fog swamp. The adventurers on the ground were collectively silent, and they all saw the departure of the fierce beasts with extremely frightened eyes.

Those fierce beasts can be subdued. You can imagine how powerful that man is.

The Beast Spirit Gate, which is hundreds of thousands of miles away, has become more and more lively in the fairy gate in the past six months. Countless disciples who have traveled abroad have come back. They don't want to miss the rare five fairy gate drafts. There are millions of disciples in the outer door. This number alone can imagine how lively Xianmen is today.

Danfeng is still so quiet that a wider practice field has been rebuilt in the backyard. At this time, the children left on the practice field are all three flowers, more than a hundred, and one-third of them are very young and will not be more than 40 years old. This age is already very young for the disciples of Sanhuajing cultivation.

They are all meditated silently.

In the council chamber of the Danyuan, there was something wrong with the atmosphere. There were thirteen people sitting in this hall, the most powerful of which was already the peak of the soul fire, but it was a woman with a scarf on her face.

"Sister Mo, the five-door big game will be held in three days, and other elite disciples of Xianmen have arrived one after another. Haven't you decided whether to participate or not? This is related to my reputation as Danfeng. Although Brother Lin is no longer here, we must inherit his supreme will and bring Danyuan to a more brilliant level.

"Brother Feng, we all understand your mood, but these five big comparisons are too dangerous. Among the disciples of our Dan Academy, the only one with the highest strength is Sister Mo, the peak of the soul fire realm. Moreover, Sister Wu of the Presbyterian Home once warned us that we must keep a low profile and not attract attention before the little overlord of the magical realm appears in our Danyuan. Over the years, we have been practicing, and we have finally calmed down the serious consequences of Brother Lin's death, so I don't agree with Sister Mo's participation in the big comparison. A male disciple at the peak of the quenching realm said firmly against it.

"I also don't think it's appropriate for Sister Mo to take action. There are a lot of elixirs in stock in my Dan Academy, which is enough to support the consumption needed for senior sister to cultivate to the divine realm. When the senior sister's magic power is completed, our Danyuan can stop in many peak courtyards. An old man sitting in the last chair suddenly opened his eyes and said that there were two gray gases wandering in his eyes.

Weak question, can you support it?