Scension of immortals

Chapter 335 God's False Respect

He suddenly grabbed two resentful monsters who turned into real bodies, and Lin Feng also laughed happily. Six people spent half a day under the guidance of the mutant soul mind and swept the territory with a radius of nearly 3,000 miles. In total, they collected more than 500 resentment crystals and turned into four real resentment monsters, which was definitely an amazing harvest.

Lin Feng took out five resentful monsters in a row, "Brothers, these are yours."

"Brother Lin, thank you for your kindness. If he can prove the road of the gods, he will be rewarded." Zhai Xinrong put the resentful monster into his own blood space, and the other four pseudo-respects were also turned over one by one.

"Let's keep the crystallization of resentment you have collected. It may be useful in the future, and it's almost time to see. Let's go. It's time for us to enter the second floor.

When six people returned to the gate, there was enough space for more than 30 people to pass through at the same time, and only one person could pass through. All the magic gates, scattered sects, and powerful immortal cultivation families have entered. Even the Guiyi Gate among the five immortal gates, the Xuanji Gate and the Sword Killing Gate have also entered. Only the Refinery Gate and the Beast Spirit Gate have not moved.

"Lin Feng, we have formed an alliance with Yunyao Dazun in private. You can enter together so that we can take care of it. If you can unite with the clouds by your means, then there is absolutely no problem with self-defence. Lingmu Dazun said in a faint tone, "There are many masters hidden in those magic sects, scattered cultivation sects, and immortal cultivation families. Their combat effectiveness is not lower than yours. Those guys who can't bear it are the most terrible. We will form an alliance, and other sects will also form an alliance in private.

This can be said from a big man, and I don't think it will be false. Lin Feng looked at the refinery door, and it happened that the cloud was also looking over. The two met in the air and immediately turned their faces.

"Time is running out. Let's go." With a wave of his hand, Lin Feng turned into a streamer and entered the gate. The 19 puppets behind him and nearly 80 elders who had been in the disaster followed him one after another.

"Son, although you have obtained the Taoism of the three burials, it is not enough to use the pseudo-fairy magic 'blood sacrifice three burials' with your ability. If you forcibly perform it five more times, your soul may be severely damaged. I'm afraid it will be difficult to prove the divine road in this life. Remember." Yun Yao touched Yun Miao's head lovingly, "Go ahead, we'll wait for your good news."

Yun Piaomiao nodded and led the disciples to enter the gate of passage.

An hour later, the door of passage was completely closed, and the wind and fire spring disappeared.

After the whirlwind, Lin Feng felt down-to-earth. He opened his eyes and saw that he was in a huge oval building. There was a strong smell of blood in the air, and countless remnants were lying on the ground. The light behind him flashed continuously, and the people behind him kept pouring in.

Lin Feng checked the body for a while and found a lot of strange crystals from it. Each crystal contains a single five-e elements attribute power. Picking up a piece of wood-like crystal, Lin Feng's soul force scanned it carefully, trying to see some clues from it.

"Lin Daoyou, what did you find?" A gust of intoxicated body fragrance rushed into his nose. Lin Feng turned his head and saw that it was the cloud of the refinery door, as well as several pseudo-respect monks.

Lin Feng did not answer. He picked up several crystals one after another and observed them carefully.

"Five elements battle puppet!"

"Battle puppet?" The ethereal fairy also picked up a transparent crystal with a cold smell and felt it carefully, and her eyebrows moved slightly. "Lin Daoyou said that these are the remains of the five-eligment battle puppets?"

"Yes, let's go. There is a fight not far away." Lin Feng threw away the wreckage in his hand and ran towards an exit.

"Let's keep up." The clouds flew out like a butterfly, and more than 200 disciples of the two immortals behind followed one after another. Just as everyone left the hall, the huge oval building disappeared, as if hidden in the void.

Everyone stood on a mountain and climbed high and looked far away. At the foot of the mountain is a continuous plain, and an earth-shaking battle is unfolding on the plain.

One side is more than 2,000 Yuanxin World monks, and the other side seems to be a local human race, with more than 1,000 people, all of whom are the Dharma and Taoist cultivation of the integrated realm. These local men are wearing a leather suit wrapped around their waists. And the woman also covers the important private parts of her body with gorgeous animal skin. Everyone's head is decorated with the skeleton of various birds and beasts, and constantly roars strangely in the process of the battle, which is extremely fierce.

More importantly, every local has a fighting puppet up to two meters away, and all kinds of five elements of power are rolling and running. Those five-emerged battle puppets are very high-level, and every punch and foot makes those monks who are desperate to worry about it.

One person and one puppet cooperate with each other and exert super combat effectiveness.

"A magic weapon-level combat puppet?" Lin Feng's eyes moved, and he also found more than a dozen battle puppets that have reached the top-quality magic weapon level, and the cultivation of those controllers has also reached the realm of life, forming more than a dozen battle centers.

"Who are these people? How can there be so many fighting puppets?" Everyone's mouth is dry. In those years, many sects joined hands to enter the abyss of the sword mound in order to seize a little Taoism of the puppet fairy gate. As a result, they were all monopolized by the Beast Spirit Gate, and at the same time created Lin Feng's name.

I didn't expect that the rare battle puppets in the Yuanxin world can be seen everywhere here. I'm afraid that the rewards will be very amazing just by capturing a battle puppet and bringing them back to Xianmen.

A pseudo-respect of the Beast Spirit Gate's eyes were red, full of greed, and his breath was short. Then he roared and rushed into the station across the sky. Then seven more hypocrites rushed down one after another, and the elders who ordered the disaster to fly out more than 30 people.

Lin Feng looked at them coldly and did not stop them.

There is no movement in the refinery door on the other side. Although all the disciples also look at it, there is no private one.

"Brother Lin, they..." In front of everyone, Zhai Xinrong still called Lin Feng according to the rules of Xianmen.

Lin Feng shook his head and said carelessly, "As long as they have the ability to survive, they can do whatever they want."

Yun Piaomiao came to Lin Feng's side and brushed a wisp of green silk in front of his forehead, "What does Lin Daoyou think?"

"Look." Lin Feng raised his hand and pointed. Under the eyes of everyone, he suddenly tore a hundred-foot gap over the battlefield. A white bone throne came down and sat on it.

With the finger of the emperor, a purple thunder and lightning with a thick arm bombarded a water-based combat puppet. Water can conduct electricity and increase its power. Beside the puppet was a giant in the early stage of integration. His face changed sharply and he flew up without thinking about it and slapped the white bone throne.

The light of the White Bone Throne flashed, forming a layer of shields to block nearly 1.5 million combat power. The resentful emperor stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the water combat puppet, which had been branded by the soul, turned into a slap-sized doll and flew into the palm of his hand.

"Zhongpin Taoist, no wonder the masters didn't chase it. It turned out that they had lurked to the second floor." Just as the resentful emperor was playing with the water battle puppet in his hand, a monk wrapped in black flew out of the battlefield below.

The monk in black was an elder in the early stage of the disaster. Lin Feng was also surprised that he couldn't be separated by his cultivation. But the next moment, he was surprised. The monk in black didn't know what secret skills he had used. A circle of halo rose on his body, and his momentum soared.

"Black-shirted guy, he actually hid in the team and came in." Yun Piaomiao covered his bright red mouth, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Lin Feng was also shocked when he heard this. He knew the black shirt, and this person ranked eighth in the immortal list. The pseudo-respect who can be ranked into the immortal list has exceeded 30 million in combat power. How can such a great figure lurk in?

If the combat power exceeds 10 million, it is a false respect.

The pseudo-respect is also divided into grades. Those within 20 million combat power can only be regarded as ordinary pseudo-respects, exceeding 20 million, less than 30 million combat power are earth pseudo-respects, and those exceeding 30 million combat power are heavenly pseudo-respects.

Heavenly pseudo-respect, the pseudo-respect closest to heaven in the Taoist realm.

Of course, there are also ordinary pseudo-respects who have a chance to directly condense the divine and Taoist baby, or refine the spirits through some secret skills and advance to the power of the rule realm. However, the probability of this kind of success is very small, and there may not be one among the thousand hypocrites.

The black shirt is a hypocrite, which can be said to be invincible here. A chill rose from Lin Feng's back, and his soul moved. The white bone throne under the buttocks of the emperor's split turned into a streamer and entered the middle of his eyebrows, and the split turned into a thunderbolt without hesitation and disappeared above the battle site.

"Hee hee, you can't calm down. You scared away the complaining emperor all of a sudden, and even took away the Zhongpin Taoist weapon." A delicate figure flew out of another corner, making a trace of complaint.

When this woman first appeared, she was also a veteran disciple in the early stage of the disaster, but the next moment, she emitted more than 30 golden apertures behind her head.

"Another Tianfei Zun in the list of immortals, the tenth-ranked Sanskrit show." Yun Piao's face finally changed greatly. Originally, she was a pseudo-fairy mastered by herself. Although she could not kill many strong men, it was more than enough to deter them.

Lin Feng didn't have a big reaction. Lingmu Dazun had already reminded himself that there were some monks with hidden cultivation mixed in the team, but these guys with hidden cultivation were a little big.

"The Dharma Tao practiced by Sanskrit seems to be related to the Buddhist world, and what emanates from the back of the forehead is the purest Buddha light." Lin Feng's eyes showed strange light, and he couldn't wait to catch her and study her carefully.

"Lin Daoyou, aren't you worried at all?" Yun Piaomiao saw Lin Feng's expression and couldn't help asking.

Worried? If you have anything to worry about, come with me." Lin Feng smiled faintly and flew in the other direction.