Chapter 390 The Power of the Type 49 Big Seal

The power of grabbing just now is one of the must-kill skills of purple clothes, which is called dragon killing.

The inner disciples all think that it is the leader who looks at Ziyi differently. In fact, it is not the case. The one who really regards Ziyi as a treasure is the Xiu Niang Dazun. I don't know where she got the soul of an eight-level seven-clawed dragon emperor. Although it was a remnant soul, it was refined and absorbed by purple clothes and integrated into the heavenly magic power "Jiaolong Ascension to Heaven", which actually evolved into a more powerful domineering secret art, far more powerful than the ordinary must-kill heavenly magic power.

The monks of the same level were unable to resist the killing skill of Zi Yi at all. His body burst and was fully refined by Lin Feng. Even his soul thought did not let go. He spewed out a mouthful of polar yang fire and burned it unconsciously and devoured it in an instant.

Another pseudo-respect monk stopped in mid-air and was shocked by Lin Feng's eyes. He turned pale with fear and retreated crazily with a scream.

Only after counting the time, the three hypocrites disappeared cleanly. Those monks who were originally a hill of racula gathered together and took the two hypocrites as the leaders. They all looked solemnly at the three people in front of them. The two women are obviously pseudo-respected, but their real combat effectiveness is very powerful, and there is no resistance at the same level.

As for the man in the middle, he can't feel the slightest fluctuation of mana. This guy is even more terrible, so terrible that even the two false monks can't measure the depth.

"Three Taoist friends, we don't know the real person, please."

The two women in purple did not say anything. Although they could kill the monks of the same level in seconds, they hurt the other party at most to the pseudo-respect level of heaven. It was still a little troublesome to kill them easily.

Lin Feng smiled faintly and turned his eyes around the crowd. "The strength is not bad. I lack a few servants. Do you have any volunteers? Of course, as my servant, I won't treat you badly.

The eyes of the two false leaders suddenly changed, and there was an assassination.

"Ha ha, the people who kill me don't have a good end." As soon as Lin Feng's voice fell, the man had appeared behind a false master, with a magic claw to break the opponent's defense and grab a five-finger hole in his head.

Countless purple thunder lights covered the monk's whole body, and a scream shocked everyone with goose bumps.

"Stealing the sky and changing the day, refining!"

The scream suddenly disappeared. The soul of the hypocrite was first refined, and then the body turned into the aura of heaven and earth visible to the naked eye, which returned to the origin and was swallowed by Lin Feng.

Just now, three hypocrites were killed instantly, and everyone can still have some bottom in their hearts. Now, a hypocrite-level monk has not even been refined in front of them. It is worse than being a mortal.

"It's useless for you to escape. Ha ha, disaster is coming. Didn't that hypocrite abandon you and run away by using the secret of self-harm alone." Lin Feng showed an evil smile at the corners of his mouth, looking at the blood shadow that had run away for 70 or 80 miles.

As soon as he stretched out his hand to row in the sky, he got in.

"Please spare my life."

The frightened begging for mercy stopped abruptly. Lin Feng came out of the crack in the void, clapped his hands and shook his head, "Since you don't want to, then go. I won't embarrass you."

Lin Fengfei's fast dragon sculpture on his body, "Let's go."

The dragon carved into a gust of wind and flew away.

"Brother, what kind of secret skill did you use just now to refine a person alive?" While Ru Fei asked, she couldn't help shivering.

"The blood space in Rufei's body must be the world of the five elements, right? Ziyi's sister should be practicing the water world, right? Lin Feng gave the memory crystal that recorded the secret of stealing the sky and changing the day to Ziyi. "This kind of secret art is very domineering, but it has great benefits to the blood space in the body after cultivation."

Lin Feng has a deep understanding of the effectiveness of this secret technique. Ziyi and Rufei wrote down the formula. When it comes to the time of practice, the two of them are much more than Lin Feng. Especially Rufei, she has been practicing in the Dharma world in the Jiuzu Tripod for more than a thousand years, and she also has the most understanding of this secret art.

"Oh, brother, they followed behind. However, that is..."

The thirteen monks in front of them are a group of people who have just escaped from Lin Feng's hands, but there are more than 30 heavily armed teams behind them. They should be disciples of a sect of immortal cultivation. They are all wearing low-quality magic weapon clothes. The three leading people are still in the realm of heaven and pseudo-respect, with extraordinary strength.

"Don't worry about them." Lin Feng curled the corners of his mouth. In fact, he had already found the group of pursuers. He easily let go of the thirteen people, which was nothing more than giving them a chance to be willing to surrender. The six puppets of Xingdoumen in the five elements space have already removed their control. Under the suppression of absolute strength, they can only obediently become servants.

And the four hypocrites who entered the immortal list, the Dragon Girl is still constantly torturing them as dolls. They also had no power to resist. There was a divine baby sitting in it, and with the 5,000 believers, they did not dare to show off even if they had the strength at the peak.

The higher the level of Dharma and Taoism of believers, the stronger the power of faith. As long as they have faith in themselves, they can focus on cultivating them, which is also a great help for themselves.

"Senior, help." Seeing that Lin Feng and others were in front of them, the thirteen people shouted one after another, as if they had seen the savior.

The dragon sculpture stopped and said, "Young master, these bastards are so annoying. Let's kill them all."

"Ha ha, dragon eagle, you are the spiritual beast at the peak of level six. It's just around the corner to follow me to break through the seven levels, and you can't have many thoughts in your heart. I want to subdue these people one by one. I have a talent to practice, and I just need these people to do experiments. Lin Feng smiled slightly and flew over as soon as he moved. He took a step and turned into a ten-meter-high giant. The surface of his body was wind, fire, thunder and lightning, and the five elements of power complemented each other. The sound was so powerful, and the void made a trembling sound.

"Refinement monk?" The three hypocrites moved their eyes, each took out a sword of the best magic weapon, and greeted them in a vigorous manner.

"Forty-nine large print." Lin Feng instantly hit the first thirty-six palms, and each palm moves were different. After overlapping, it turned into a huge palm print, and the space with a radius of 30 feet was covered. A huge black hole appeared behind the big palm print.

The 49-type big hand seal was originally made with pure physical strength. Now Lin Feng's imperial power refining has reached the fourteenth level, integrating wind, fire, thunder and lightning, and five elements of power, and its strength is very close to tens of millions of combat power. Nowadays, every time a palm is hit, there are nearly 10 million combat power, and 36 palms are combined into one, and the power is suddenly doubled, exceeding 35 million combat power.

"This set of palms was once used to refine the anti-sky-level elixir. I didn't expect that the combat power was so strong." Ziyi looked at the huge palm print and the huge deep black hole and couldn't help muttering.

"What a strong combat power, is this a pseudo-fairy? The combat strength has increased by more than three times, and we joined hands to break him. Seeing such a fierce big hand, the three hypocrites instantly exchanged and took action at the same time.

'Boom...'

The sky collapsed and the sea evaporated.

The four palms were deadlocked and all five or six breaths began to break and disappear.

Lin Feng took another step and turned into a 20-meter-high giant, and his breath soared again, exceeding tens of millions of combat power. This is the real power of Huangji's physical alchemy. Every time he changes his body, it is just like a Dharma monk's blood sacrifice.

Lin Feng looked down at the thirty-four people in front of him. With his right hand, he broke into thousands of pieces and turned into a huge finger.

Thirteen-style fingering!

In order to try to refine a panacea, Lin Feng only used the first seven fingers. Later, because of the lack of strength and the quality of the elixir was too low, he could not withstand the quenching of the thirteen fingers, so he failed to withdraw halfway.

Nowadays, his physical strength is almost great, and he has a deeper understanding of the 49-type big handprint, which is his greatest gain in the pharmaceutical world for a hundred years.

In an instant, seven-type fingers are exerted, and each finger is condensed with wind, fire, thunder and lightning. The power of the five elements is more powerful than that palm.

"No, this man is invincible. withdraw." The three hypocrites appeared at the same time with this invincible idea, and their momentum was weak, and they wanted to retreat.

Lin Feng applied the first seven fingers and felt the physical strength, and immediately realized that he could no longer use a complete thirteen-style finger in this state. Looking up to the sky and roaring, he took the third step and made a loud noise. Everyone's eardrums were buzzing, and their bodies could not be controlled and could not help retreating.

There is a vortex with a radius of 40 feet in the ocean below, and above the vortex is a giant 30 meters high.

At this time, the breath from Lin Feng's body has exceeded 20 million, which is equivalent to reaching the level of pseudo-respect. The power increased again, and Lin Feng showed three fingers.

These three fingers shocked the world and cried ghosts and gods. They fell from the sky, and the three fingers were combined into one. The previous seven fingers were also annexed one by one, 35 million, 40 million, and a whole 45 million fingers attacked the three pseudo-temples who were about to leave.

"It's ridiculous to want to escape."

The most prominent feature of the Type 49 big handprint is control.

Once it enters its attack range, it is impossible to get away without desperately trying.

The three hypocrites also seemed to feel this. Once again, they joined hands to counterattack. The swords of the three spiritual weapons in their hands turned into three streamers to attack Lin Feng's body, and their joint punch was to attack that finger.

"Snag."

The three-handled spiritual weapon turned into three piles of waste without even entering the defense circle.

The individual combat power of the three hypocrites is only more than 30 million, and they can't resist that finger at all. The three of them only slightly blocked the speed of the fall, but they couldn't defeat it again.

The spiritual weapon suit on the three people burst one after another, and they couldn't help retreating, spitting a few mouthfuls of blood.

"Sacrifice for believers." With three roars, they suddenly burst into blood.