Chapter 409 If you don't come, you will die

Ziyi was ruthless and killed a monk of the same class in one fell swoop, and the scene immediately calmed down. At the level of hypocrisy, if there are no powerful means, such as understanding some kind of pseudo-immortal skill, the combat power is generally not much different.

Even if there is some gap, but in the desperate situation, once the heavenly pseudo-zun monks perform the art of sacrifice, the battle will end in just five breaths, which is almost impossible.

There are four people on Lin Feng's side, three of which are the realm of hypocrisy, and one is the level of the peak of life. After 15 years of meditation, the realm of Dharma and Taoism has been raised to a higher level, so he was directly ignored by everyone.

The other side has seven hypocrites, and the combat power on the surface still has a great advantage.

"Yong Yin Daoyou, what do you mean? Do you want to provoke a dispute between our two factions?" You Tian shouted in a low voice, but there was a little more fear in his eyes.

"Brother, our immortal disciples have caught up. Humph, let's see how arrogant they are this time." The nun Xiu Huameng, who provoked the dispute at the beginning, seemed to have a little more confidence.

Lin Feng looked at the more and more monks around him and curled his lips, "Yin Taoist friends, what are they from?"

"They are a scattered sect, which is composed of some scattered sects called Qianzhongmen. What this sect pays attention to is to work together. There is the only ancestor in this sect, who is an old master who has been on the road for ten thousand years. That man is his direct grandson. In Rong Yin's voice, he seemed to be very afraid of the ancestor of Qianzhongmen.

More than 300 monks roared in, and the people around them immediately gave up an open space.

"It's boring, let's go." Lin Feng looked at the seven hypocrites and turned around and left.

"If you offend our son, do you still want to leave safely?" When the army of Qianzhongmen came, the five hypocritical servants jumped out at the same time, and everyone's mana was rolling, all of which had a combat power of about 32 million yuan.

"Kill them all." As soon as Lin Feng's words fell, the sky was full of palm prints. He used human-level magic power to destroy his palms, and instantly hit fourteen palms, and each palm was a space crack. Lin Feng's shot is a must-kill, and the world is gloomy.

The first five hypocritical servants were beaten with flesh and blood, and there was no power to fight at all. Only Naneng Tian and Hua Meng, who were in danger, rolled with blood on their bodies. They all used the art of sacrificing, broke their strength and finally broke it out.

"Five poor slaves." Five swords flashed, and a sword mark appeared in the eyebrows of each false servant. He reached out and grabbed them and imprisoned them in the kendo space. Just now, they used the extreme sword and injured their souls. Because these people are servants, in the final analysis, they are used as cannon fodder to save their masters at the critical moment. They are not qualified to practice the blood space, accumulate believers, and achieve the divine road.

"Sword of Light." Ru Fei waved her sword and sprinkled a dazzling golden light on the sky, covering all the disciples of Qianzhongmen.

Lin Feng melted in, and then he heard a series of screams within the sword, like a demon's birth to carry out a massacre.

The sky was trembling, the earth was wailing, and the monks around were shocked by a cold air.

"Ah, who the hell are you? The ancestor will not forgive you." The desolate and frightened voice of the sky came from the light of the sword, but it stopped abruptly the next moment.

"No, he's dead, too." This is what everyone thinks.

"Sacrifice for believers." Hua Meng's voice was already very weak, and she seemed to have reached the limit.

"Noisy idiot."

The only hypocritical nun has no sound.

Lin Feng, dressed in white, calmly came out of the sword light area, and there was no trace of blood on his body.

Ru Fei withdrew and gasped slightly.

The light of the sword disappeared all over the sky, and at the same time, there were more than 300 monks of thousands of loyal sects.

You Tian died, Hua Meng died, and six hypocritical servants also died. They died cleanly. As soon as Lin Feng appeared and put the two women in purple into the kendo space, he hugged Rong Yin's small waist, displayed the heavenly magic power 'instant thousands of miles', and went thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye. It teleported more than 20 times in a row to a mountain more than 20,000 miles away.

"Yong Yin Daoyou, are you all right?" Lin Feng couldn't help asking with a smile when he saw that Rong Yin's pale face was a little scary.

"None.. It's okay." She said it was okay, but in fact, her mind was blank. Just now, she saw Lin Feng's domineering palm power, Rufei's impeccable kendo evolution, and even more than eight heavenly pseudo-respects, and more than 300 monks disappeared.

Just now, I was in a slight trance, and I saw a layer of colorful energy wrapped around me, and then I entered the legendary time and space flow, a thousand miles away. This kind of teleportation speed was almost catching up with the rules.

Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. It was not until this time that she really understood why she was strong.

In the kendo space, Ziyi and Rufei began to perform the pseudo-fairy 'pointing' at the instruction of Lin Feng. They have the ability to point the monks in the quenching realm. The two women spent countless hours not to point out one or two believers, but to practice the art of pointing. When they can use them freely, Lin Feng will take them into other civilized and backward worlds for the most barbaric plunder.

The seven-layer martial artists in the gas refining period are their main targets. It is easier and faster for those mortals to become believers. Then through a large number of elixirs, they all broke through to the Taoist realm.

This is the best way to save believers.

"Since you're fine, let's keep going."

"Wait." Rong Yin stopped Lin Feng. She took a few deep breaths and said unnaturally, "Lin Daoyou killed so many elite disciples of Qianzhongmen, even the only grandson of the ancestor of Qianzhongmen. I'm afraid that he has received bad news at this moment and is coming here. Lin Daoyou, you'd better find a hidden place to avoid the limelight.

"The ancestor of Qianzhongmen?" Lin Feng smiled and said, "If you don't come, you will die."

The Dazun Dharma and Taoist fighting power that has not survived the six-fold heavenly disasters will not break through the 'billion'. Even if he casts the forbidden spell, he will drink poison to quench his thirst and will not last long.

Moreover, when it comes to the realm of rules, it is the rules of heaven and earth, the origin of power, and the word 'wu' is paid attention to. The growth of the power of Dharma and its difficulties. There are so many great gods in the Beast Spirit Gate, but only two supreme great gods have been born in the past 20,000 years, which shows the difficulty of cultivating immortals.

If Lin Feng exerts all his strength, his own strength can reach more than 90 million. If he fights alone, he may suppress the other party to death. In addition, the mutant evil spirits, the two puppet Taoist baby, and a Feng Wutian who is still practicing in isolation. If they go together, even if they are loyal The ancestor of the door is a piece of steel, which can also turn him into water.

As for the extreme sun wind and fire, the resentful emperor's split, Lin Feng felt that he should not be able to use them, otherwise it would be a fierce fight.

Rong Yin took Lin Feng to his destination uneasily. On the way, he also met many monks, but when he saw the Taoist robe on Rong Yin, he consciously did not bother him.

Tianling Xianmen is also a top ten super sect in the pharmaceutical world, especially this Xianmen is based on clan and has stronger cohesion.