Chapter 689 Saving the Desert Ancestors

Lin Feng used the way of light to stimulate the nine-turn Xuanxian knife skill, which immediately worked. The power of light is the absolute nemesis of the dark power, and once again an axe splits the darkness in half. The darkness at the fracture, the two deadly enemies of the light are constantly intertwined, making a sneering sound.

"The soul has fallen." A dark light shot out and turned into a 100,000-meter-high Taoist baby. The dark power was boiling, but there was also the smell of other avenues.

"Looking for death." Lin Feng's first baby also flew out and turned into a giant of 100,000 meters. However, as soon as his first baby came out, the dark baby was blown out as if the drowning child had encountered a huge wave. His eyes are completely scattered, and he can't gather light.

After 40,000 years of latent cultivation, Lin Feng's thirteen first babies have more than five times their strength. His current soul power can definitely be compared with the perfect Taishang Shengzun, so he will shoot it directly as soon as it appears.

Fireway, the power of the three flavors of true fire is overwhelming, which is a cruel roast to the soul.

"Thirteenth Avenue, you... What's your origin?" The darkness roared crazily, and the whole Taoist baby suddenly decomposed. He did not understand the demon disintegration of the demon clan, but he knew a secret of the dark road.

A door appeared behind him, which was full of strong dark source power, and his whole Taoist baby was about to turn into a streamer.

"The art of sky hunting." Lin Feng Daoying performed the art of sky hunting. Since he became a saint, his understanding of the remnants of the supreme secret art has become deeper and deeper. Now his longevity has exceeded 20 million years, and the remnants of the supreme secret art are not harmful, and consumption is no longer a threat to him.

The art of sky hunting can hunt the opponent down the sky of nine days. At the same time, he played the art of chopping the sky, directly cutting off the connection between the baby and the door of darkness.

In order to capture him alive, Lin Feng opened his mouth and sprayed the art of burning the sky. His skill of burning the sky was stimulated by three flavors of real fire. Although the power was only exerted in three layers, the darkness screamed, which scared the baby to disintegrate, and he wanted to escape a trace of magic.

"If you want to escape, you have to break the peerless killing array laid by me first." As soon as Lin Feng finished speaking, a strong light suddenly broke out around him, and a solid confinement array appeared. Those magic thoughts hit it and stirred up bursts of smoke.

The forbidden array can actually wear out the Dharma idea. A trace of Dharma idea can turn into a Dharma body. Tens of thousands of Dharma thoughts can't break through this layer of defense array at the same time. It can be seen how powerful this killing array is.

"My bright path is far beyond your dark path. It's simply delusional that you want to forcibly break through with your soul." Lin Feng snorted coldly and didn't say much. He repeatedly used great killing moves to urge the bright path to the extreme, and countless dark magic ideas were directly melted.

Lin Feng's fierce hands don't know how many silk magic thoughts have been imprisoned. These magic thoughts include the experience of the dark destruction of the venerable to attack the Taishang Holy Lord, as well as his cultivation experience. Although it does not have a direct effect on most of the saints, it is still possible to learn from it.

"Oh, there are abnormal fluctuations in the field." Lin Feng suddenly sensed that a faint breath in the field country flashed and returned to calm, but his current cultivation could not escape any abnormal situation. With a flip of his hand, a whip appeared.

Qiankun whip helped Lin Feng kill countless strong men in his early years, which made him walk smoothly and down-to-earth on the road of Taoist monks. However, since the cultivation of the venerable, the role of the Qiankun whip has become smaller and smaller. It only has a serious effect on the soul, but the soul of the venerable has become a Tao. Even if there is no body, it can be reincarnated and reborn. The Qiankun whip has naturally become a chicken rib-like existence.

Unexpectedly, the dark magic idea of imprisoning some Taishang Sheng Zang actually caused its reaction.

"Is it..." Lin Feng infused a dark force, and the Qiankun whip suddenly burst into a dazzling light. The layers of whip shadows extended to the void. Each whip shadow was no longer the original gold, but the kind of light that was black in gold.

A magical body was directly blown up, and there was no chance to scream, and it was swallowed up by a demonic force emanating from the whip.

How can the Qiankun whip devour the Dharma of the Taishang Holy Son? Lin Feng's heart trembled. He didn't have time to study. Seeing that there was no hope of escape, he turned around and rushed to himself, as if he was going to die together. However, before he got close to him, the universe whip turned into thousands of whip shadows.

"Ah..." Such screams were horrible for Lin Feng to hear before. The dark Taoist baby was constantly turned into pieces of fog and was swallowed up, and his soul power was weakening.

"You kill me, you demon, the ancestor of my Xifeng family will not let you go... Darkness is silent, and I want to be very happy. The Dark Lord seemed to be unable to withstand the devouring of the universe whip, and actually used the secret art of self-cutting.

"If you want to die, you have to get your consent." The 100,000-meter-high Shiying pressed his hands and banged, interrupting the dark self-cutting, and completely bombarded his Taoist baby into countless pieces. Then it was collected into the field countries one by one and divided into those saints for refining.

After Lin Feng's baby returned to his body, he looked down at the whip that had returned to its original state. After pondering, he collected it. The dark body has been divided into two halves, and the rest is intact.

"The art of stealing the sky." Lin Feng fished it with his right hand, and countless treasures were suddenly separated from the body. There was one upper and lower-level Taoist weapon, three middle-level Taoist weapons, and some elixirs and secrets. Of course, the most important thing is the desert ancestor imprisoned in the field country. The Taoist baby is struggling with all his strength as if to break through the control of the magic forbidden array.

"Desert ancestor?" Lin Feng looked at the Taoist baby, and the body that was sealed in various illusory space worlds could actually condense and disperse. When it was scattered, it was indeed decomposed into a grain of golden sand.

"Hahaha, who are you, boy? You are so bold that you even killed the Taishang Sheng of the Xifeng family." The desert ancestor stopped struggling and looked at Lin Feng with great interest.

"West Wind Family? Ha ha, if I don't kill him, they will also come to kill him. Since you have the courage to kill their five saints in a row, and then kill the Taishang saint, so what? As long as the supreme ancestor of the Xifeng family does not show up, those emperors really don't pay attention to it. Even if they can't beat them, they can always escape. Moreover, the ancestor of Jiangu also promised to deal with the supreme ancestor of the Xifeng family. Thinking about it, the old guy would not deal with himself in person regardless of shame.

It seems that he didn't expect Lin Feng's tone to be so arrogant, but he could completely kill a junior supreme saint with the realm of a great perfection peak saint, which shows that this person is really not simple.

"Are you going to let me go?"

Lin Feng smiled, then nodded and talked to smart people. It was easy. Before he opened his mouth, the desert ancestor guessed his intention.

"I am a strong man who has become half a step supreme. If the supreme does not come out, I am the king. There is really no place in the whole world of the three emperors that you can't go. If you want to covet this power, you won't talk so much nonsense. Moreover, a senior once said that although I have a great disaster, I will not die. I can escape twice, and the third time I will not be so unlucky to enter the tiger's mouth again.

"The senior is right. He is in charge of Feisheng Sect in Linfeng. I am fully sure that I can wear out you alive and get everything about you. However, in that way, there will be at most one or two junior emperors in Feisheng Sect. Although my strength will increase a little, it can't solve any problems. Lin Feng took a look at the desert ancestor and smiled, "But if I save my predecessor, then I will directly have a half-step supreme powerful existence. In the future, if I find a suitable place, I can press down the sect, rest and recuperate, and I can also earn a seat in the world of the three emperors."

"Hahaha, it's refreshing. I like to talk to a little guy like you. Although what you said is very **, it is very in line with my taste. I have been practicing here for more than ten million years, and I have never received a disciple or found a suitable heir. Since you can do it, it's fate. So what if I promise you. However, this magic sky is a powerful fairy art of the demon clan, which can trap Taoist babies of the same level, and this fairy art will continue to generate magic power and affect my soul will. Can you crack it?

"Magic way?" Lin Feng had long sensed the power source of this forbidden array, from which he could feel the strong soul breath and willpower. If you want to break it by force, you really can't do it for a while.

But since it is a magic way, there is a way to restrain immortality.

"Lin Feng, do you have a way?" The old man in the desert was a little anxious.

"It's just magic magic. This predecessor can be untied, but the predecessor should protect himself from the disaster later." On one side of Lin Feng's breath, the magic power swarmed out, and his whole body became extremely evil. The desert ancestor was slightly stunned, and then a trace of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Magic... Zu..." Lin Feng hit the first two styles of the demon ancestor holy fist, and a breath from the demon ancestor god came. The fairy art did not seem to be able to withstand the pressure of the ancestor's breath, and it actually cracked countless gaps with a scratch. Lin Feng immediately stopped. He knew that as long as he slapped, not only would the magic sky break, but he was afraid that even the Taoist baby of the desert ancestor imprisoned in it would be injured, which he didn't want.

If you run out of mana, you can come back, but if your soul is injured, it will be ten times or dozens of times more difficult to recover. This is why the bodies found in many ancient ruins still retain destructive power, but the soul is either asleep or disappears completely.

The higher the level, the greater the role of the soul.

The desert ancestor broke free and then reached out for a pat. Those illusory space worlds collapsed one after another, and the imprisoned body inside quickly reorganized and condensed into a perfect and powerful body. After the combination of spirit and flesh, Lin Feng could feel the explosive power that was enough to destroy him in an instant.

However, there was no abnormal change on his face, but he said faintly, "It's not the supreme. It's always an ant. Compared with the ancestor of Sword Valley, you are still far from the predecessor."