Chapter 629 Kneeling for Ten Days

After finishing all this, Lin Feng landed on this new mountain. "In the future, this mountain will be my place of cultivation. You can deal with the affairs of Meteor and Qixia."

Look at the processing, there is a threat in this voice. If you teach Meteor to do things not as I want, then I will trouble you again.

Seeing Lin Feng's domineering appearance, the six teeth clucked.

"Teaching, what should we do? Do you want to invite the ancestor?"

Meteor Zi hesitated for a moment and shook his head and said, "The ancestor is closing the gate. He hasn't been out of the gate for 100,000 years. It's not appropriate to disturb him. In my view, this person should not be a traitor and evil person, otherwise he can kill by his means. And didn't you see that disciple Qixia? He is Xiuyun's proud disciple. He only had more than 30 million combat power a few hours ago, but now he is approaching 90 million combat power. Even her master may not be able to get a little discount in combat power.

"Teach you what you mean."

"Except for empowerment, no anti-sky skill can do this in just a few hours." Meteor Zi squinted at the extremely ugly younger brother around him and sighed, "Your son is really going too far. You have to give an explanation for this matter, otherwise I'm afraid that senior will make trouble again. As for Qixia's three disciples, how to reward them should be doubled.

At this moment, a blood-stained figure flew out of the air, "It's not good."

When the meteor saw the visitor, his face changed greatly. He grabbed the man with a roll of his hand and immediately entered a pure mana, "What happened that forced you to sacrifice Shouyuan?"

"The news that we got the remnants of the treasure has been leaked, and the Yuanyi Xianmen and the Assassination Xianmen formed an alliance to kill together. There are also Luoyanmen in Dongling, Fanxinmen, and Yemanmen in southern Xinjiang also fought for the remnants of the treasure. Teacher, we are surrounded on all sides. The venerable who sacrificed Shouyuan and escaped back is rapidly aging at this moment. With only ten breaths, he has become an old man with a crooked head.

"Damn, how can the treasure be leaked out? Are there traitors in our fairy gate?" The meteor was furious, but he quickly calmed down and his eyes flickered, "Let's go, please get out of the ancestor. In addition, mobilize all the disciples to prepare for retreat, and leave the green mountains here. Don't be afraid of no material burning.

The whole meteor gate was immediately in a panic. Lin Feng sat quietly on the top of the mountain, with a sneer on the corners of his mouth. His mind has found that the five armies are stationed 80 million miles away. They seem to be still contacting other sects, and the effect is quite good. There are constantly new sects to join them and want to get a piece of the pie.

A land with hundreds of millions of miles, more than 30 fairy gates with varying strengths are all in a continuous mountain range. The immortal cultivation sect such as Meteor Gate only belongs to the middle-stream strength in more than 30 immortal gates. That's because they have a semi-saint ancestor, otherwise their strength can only be reduced to the downstream.

"In the lower meteor ancestor, I'm here to meet my Taoist friends and invite them to see me."

"What's the matter?" Lin Feng said coldly that at the moment of life and death in Xianmen, the semi-saint ancestor finally got out of the customs. He could come to see himself so politely, and it seemed that he also believed that his strength was extraordinary.

"I beg my Taoist friends to help me."

After a moment of silence, Lin Feng said, "What kind of treasure is that?"

"This... In fact, this is a treasure about the inheritance of Cihang saints, and I was lucky to get part of it. Unexpectedly, the news leaked out, so that those ambitious guys came to surround and kill my fairy gate. Meteor Zu was so forced that he had no choice but to tell this secret.

"The Sage of Cihang?" Lin Feng pondered for a while and did not agree immediately.

"If Taoist friends can help me escape this disaster, this treasure will be counted as a Taoist friend." Meteor Zu was a little anxious. He had sensed that the five armies were approaching quickly. All five armies have a half saint, and his strength is between him, but the meteor fairy gate here is the painstaking efforts of his life, and it is not so easy to make up his mind to give up.

"Good." Lin Feng said a word and then closed his eyes again.

"Ancestor, can he do it?" When the meteor saw Lin Feng's posture, he asked.

"I can't even see through his strength. Maybe this person's strength is already the peak half saint, or maybe he is a peerless strong man. If he can take action, my fairy will be saved this time. Pass the order, and all the disciples will be ready for battle.

The five armies have a total of one million troops. The venerable has a thousand, the Taishang has 30, and the semi-saint five, which is five times as strong as that of the Meteor Gate. Seeing the black army surrounding, the monks and disciples of Meteor Gate and the ordinary venerable were so scared that they couldn't hide a trace of panic in the eyes of Meteor Zu.

He looked at Lin Feng again. His face was calm, and his heart couldn't help but calm down. Maybe he could pry out the man's strength from the upcoming battle.

The five semi-saints of the enemy gathered together. They talked to each other and gathered their eyes in the fairy gate in front of them. The only semi-sacred ancestor doesn't know what kind of confidence seems so calm. Is it the idea of being born together?

"Meteor Zu, I didn't expect that you are not dead yet. I haven't seen you for more than 100,000 yuan. Your demeanor is still the same." The speaker was a middle-aged man with no beard and a very shave. He is the ancestor of Fanxinmen, and this person is also a magnificent figure. After creating a generation of Xianmen, his power is much stronger than that of Meteor Gate.

"Fan Xinzu, there seems to be no grudge between us. Why do you besiege my fairy gate this time?"

"Hahaha, Meteor Zu, you're dumbfounded to shut down. It's not good to ask knowingly. Although I have never had a relationship with you, I know a little about your romantic past from the other four Taoist friends. This time, he spoke to a middle-aged man who was painted with all kinds of colors and fur. He was also the ancestor of Manmen.

"Well, you're talking too much. Let's get to business." Among the five people, an old man with gray hair came out. He was the ancestor of Yuan Yimen. This time, he was the strongest among the five armies. Maybe he will get the Taoist will of the benevolent saint. No wonder he is close to his longevity and is still wandering at the semi-saint level. If he doesn't go through other ways, I'm afraid he will only die at this level.

"Meteor Ancestor, hand over the remnants of Cihang's treasure, and we will leave, otherwise we will only have a bloody battle. But you have to see the form clearly. Once you have a hand in hand, there is no room for turning back.

Meteor Zu's face ** a few times, he saw the disciples around him sweating coldly one by one. He couldn't help sighing and saying, "Senior..."

At this time, Lin Feng opened his eyes, flew to Meteor Ancestor, and said lightly, "You step back."

As soon as he said this, everyone was shocked, especially the five half saints, who looked at the young stranger with wide eyes. When they couldn't explore the strength of the arrival, their faces were gloomy.

"This Taoist friend, I don't know what your relationship is with Meteor Gate?" Yuan Yizu asked politely.

"It doesn't matter."

"Then why do you stand up for them? I think it should be a better thing to have more friends. What do you think?

Lin Feng rolled up his eyelids and looked at him indifferently. He frowned and said, "Let's leave all the thousand venerable people. I will accept him as a slave. As for you five old people, take those disciples where they come from and go back.

The sound was not loud, but it clearly spread to every ear of millions of troops. Everyone took a breath of cold air, and the spine was numb. Is this man crazy? How dare he say such nonsense?

"Well, crazy man, I'll kill you first." That barbarian ancestor summoned a mace, which was a middle-level Taoist device. It suddenly burst out with a combat power of 5 billion yuan and hit Lin Feng's head.

Lin Feng did not move at all, and some of the onlookers smiled ferociously, as if they had seen the tragic scene of the bloody ten steps. Even Meteor Zu couldn't help clenching his fist, and he also thought of the terrible ending.

' Bang.. Ka-ka...' The middle-grade wolf's tooth stick was shaken back by a powerful force, and at the same time, it made a sour cracking sound.

Manzu's hands and tiger mouth were torn apart, and he retreated to the four-person team. His face was extremely pale, and he looked at Lin Feng with no damage incredulously.

"I gave you a chance, but I don't know how to cherish it. Then go to hell." Lin Feng raised his right palm and patted it. A huge palm print condensed on the sky, and the palm stripes on it glowed.

A blood fog flew up, and the Manzu was slapped into a blood fog without any ability to counterattack, and even the Taoist instrument in his hand was broken into pieces.

All the semi-saints were dumbfounded. All the venerable, the ordinary venerable, looked at the weak calves, and the little monks immediately messed up, especially the 200,000 army brought by the barbarians, which began to retreat crazily.

"Your ancestors are dead. What are you still alive for?" Lin Feng opened his mouth and spit out a ten-inch lightsaber. The lightsaber flew into the army in an instant and suddenly exploded.

Everyone present had a tingling in their eyes. They saw hundreds of millions of sword lights spewing out, covering the sky and the earth. Some low-cultivated monks were directly scared to death.

When the sword light disappeared, the 200,000 troops had disappeared, and even their flesh and blood could not be left, and they were bombarded into nothing. Only more than 200 venerable people were imprisoned in mid-air with dementia. Their looks were stiff, and each of them had dozens of sword wounds.

Lin Feng looked at the remaining four half-saints quietly, and that one was expressionless. But the four semi-saints couldn't help but be excited and knelt on the ground with a few plops. Their mental defenses have been disintegrated, and the young man in front of them is not what they can resist at all.

The remaining 800,000 troops, more than 800 venerable people, and 30 empresses knelt down in horror and buried their heads deeply in their arms.

"You kneel here for ten days. Ten days later, I want this territory with hundreds of millions of miles. You can stay or choose to leave. I won't force you. Lin Feng left this sentence and returned to the peak. He closed his eyes and practiced again.