Chapter 682 Sanwei Real Fire Robbery Cloud

The few questions asked by the ancestor of Jiangu were quite meaningful. Lin Feng didn't think much about it. He just thought that the opportunity to take action was very good.

The supreme does not come out, and the supreme is the king. As soon as the supreme comes out, all sentient beings are ants. Lin Feng still has a long way to go on the road of cultivating immortals. If there is a supreme ancestor to support him, it will be a great help. However, as long as you meet the polar sister, you can join the dark demon, the plate, and the little demon king. With their potential, their cultivation will definitely advance rapidly after entering the world of the three emperors.

The resentful immortal split uses a radius of a hundred miles as a place to set up. His understanding of the array has reached a peak, and even as long as he cultivates for another thousand years, he may be able to condense the array baby. However, in the formation, those who can make great difference are not small people. After all, the formation road does not belong to the authentic road, but just a side door.

"I need a lot of fairy crystals." The idea of resentful immortals spread all over the world. Soon, several saints flew here and constantly summoned the stored fairy crystals.

Soon, two 100-meter hills appeared.

The resentful fairy split looked at it and frowned.

"The thunder judge saint, this has made all our saints come together. You also know that in our state, the amount of storage is not enough for our own cultivation." A junior saint's face was slightly red, but he thought that the other party would have such an embarrassing thing, so he immediately looked calm.

But the next moment, the corners of his mouth immediately twitched. Between them, Lin Feng's resentful immortals flew into the air and reached out and grabbed them. Countless crystals appeared over the peak where the body was located, turning into thousands of kilometers of peaks, and each peak was condensed with fairy crystals. At this time, nine of them flew out. Last time, he desperately urged the nine-turn Xuanxian knife on the sea of death, which consumed nearly eight layers of power, and there was not much left.

However, as soon as these nine fairy crystal mountains appeared, the venerable people of the whole Sword Valley were shocked, and even all the saints in the palace who were watching how the thunder judge saint arrayed their eyes widened.

"Sword dance, it seems that this thunder judge saint is really not simple. Even if we don't practice, we can't get so much for a while."

"The ancestor didn't come out for thousands of years. This time, he appeared because of him and agreed to a request from him. We should have thought of this a long time ago." The woman sitting in the seat of the head teacher, Jianyi's mother was originally called Sword Dance. And sitting on the other dragon chair next to her is also a strong man, but it is the peak of the intermediate level.

"Jianwu, your cultivation has also reached the most critical moment. I hope our daughter can get through this disaster safely this time, otherwise I'm afraid that your Taoist heart will be a magic barrier."

"Don't worry, we women will have good luck, otherwise the thunder saint would not have appeared at the last moment."

It turned out that this man was Jianyi's father and had been in the retreat. This time, the first ancestor of Jiangu went out and woke up the three Taishang saints in the retreat. In addition to Jianwu, there were also two junior Taishang Shengzun, but they went to sit on the two dragon chairs on the lower head, and their status was naturally much higher than that of the sword dragon and sword charm. .

The resentful immortal split formed the nine fairy crystal mountains into a nine-house array within a hundred miles, and then communicated with the nine secluded hell, and moved out the defense arrays in the fifth layer of space. It took half a month to make the nine palace defense array perfect.

And then it took half a month to put out some illusions. From the outside, they were all illusions, countless ghosts and zombies, a sea of blood like prison, swords and sticks. The aura of heaven and earth in the Sword Valley converged towards the place a hundred miles, and the hundreds of millions of monks and more than 100,000 venerable people in the whole Sword Valley were uneasy.

Within a radius of 100,000 miles, it soon became an uninhabited place. No one dared to get close to it. That breath alone could wipe out an ordinary Venerable Taoist baby alive.

In the last month, Lin Feng spent nearly 20 days killing the most powerful attack and placing it on the outermost layer. This layer of attack and killing array is even more powerful. Among them, there are actually 30 middle-grade upper-level Taoist instruments as arrays, fifty-handed by middle-level middle-level Taoist instruments, and based on a hundred lower-grade Taoist weapons with varying power, all kinds of strange Taoist weapons.

I was dumbfounded and crazy. The saints in Sword Valley were all shocked by Lin Feng's means and had nothing to say. There is such a big treasure in a person, and its wealth can support countless small sects.

How did they know that these were obtained by Lin Feng after killing those saints? After erasing the spiritual peak intelligence inside, they were directly sacrificed as auxiliary eyes.

These are all things outside the body. As long as you have time, you can sacrifice them one by one, and it is not very regrettable to destroy them.

"Sword dance, don't we do something?" Jianwu's face was a little solemn. "Jianyi is our daughter and a favorite disciple of all the saints here. We just sit here and see if it's a little..."

The sword dance palm teacher shook his head gently, "The ancestor said that everything goes with fate."

Since even the ancestors have no choice but to gamble, they can't help even if they take action. Maybe they will help.

Ten days before the disaster, Lin Feng's seven Kendo babies returned to the body and merged with the other twelve babies into the first babies.

Jianyi's seven major kendo branches also returned to the body and opened his eyes.

"How do you feel?"

Jianyi pondered, "The crisis will be four layers less."

"Let's go there. My split is fully prepared. Don't think too much. I'm here. As long as you have the belief that you will win, you can completely survive this great disaster of life and death. There are still ten days left, and my magic weapon will be calculated for you again.

"Ye-huh." Princess Jianyi's eyes were soft and unusual. These two months of double cultivation gave her a deep understanding of Lin Feng's past. She lives in the Sword Valley and enjoys the highest love in the world of the three emperors. Even her hands are not stained with the blood of a monk and a venerable. But Lin Feng was able to get to this point, and he was completely killed step by step.

Especially in the recent war on the sea of death, if the news spreads, it will definitely be killed by many sects.

When the two came to the peak of heaven and earth, the magic weapon split only took a look. After only ten breaths, they said quietly, "There are five layers of opportunities to spend it. Sacrifice to the divine tower can increase two floors, and there are seven layers of chance to get through this disaster. This time, Jianyi can not only survive without danger, but also the thunder path of the resentful immortal split will reach another peak. The thunder path of the body will also grow crazily, and its strength will reach a new level.

In seven days, there was finally an abnormal movement over the Sword Valley, but what was different was that there were no black clouds in the sky, but dark blue fire clouds.

"Three-flavor real fire, how can there be a cloud of three-flavor real fire?" Lin Feng has never heard that there will be three real fire disasters in the six-fold heavenly disaster.

All the saints in the Sword Valley Palace, the Taishang saints, also stood up in shock, with horror on their faces.

"This is the three-flavored true fire disaster cloud that the supreme saint can practice and automatically ripples. This is a celestial phenomenon that will only appear when the emperor is promoted to the supreme position. How could Yier have such a disaster? She can't withstand the melting of Sanwei real fire at all. The sword dance master muttered to himself with some gaffe.