Chapter 800 Instant Transformation

"Nine years of immortal disaster!"

In terms of surprise, Zhan Tian Ce is even worse than Lin Feng. In his induction, the combat strength of the strange venerable in front of him is not much lower than that of his peak moment. This is not the most shocking thing. What shocked him most was that Lin Feng was a perfect Taishang saint, and the power of creation on him did not reach the peak at all.

That is to say, the venerable in front of him is not half-step supreme.

Lin Feng's split body integrated into the body and looked at Zhan Tian Ce. "I came here for only one purpose, which is for the war demon scriptures of the war demon clan. You give it to me with your own hands. After returning to the little demon world, I will send someone here to support you to return to the throne. If you are stubborn, then we have to see the truth. However, I have to remind you that once you fight, even if I can't get your war demon scripture, you will never go back to the peak of the past in your life.

"And you have eight floors that may completely fall here."

Lin Feng looked at him proudly, and his body naturally exuded a forceful momentum. He already knew that the breath of the demon ancestor's holy fist could suppress anyone in the demon clan. The prestige of the ancestral temple is louder and horrible compared with a supreme ancestor.

Sure enough, Zhan Tiance frowned slightly and said the same words, "Zu Xi, is the Taoist friend a disciple of the ancestral temple of the little demon world?"

Lin Feng smiled and raised his hand with a punch. In the face of the strong man at the peak of the eight immortal disaster years, he did not dare to be careless at all. He punched and urged the power of the magic formula to the limit.

"The head of all demons, the demon in the demon, this is the supreme secret magic of the ancestral temple." After Zhan Tiance identified it, his body retreated rapidly and did not dare to resist its edge at all. "Is the Taoist friend the first disciple of the ancestral temple, the most mysterious earthly venerable?"

Lin Feng's fists came and went freely. When he saw Zhan Tiance's expression, he knew that the effect had been achieved. As soon as his fists were over, he said loudly, "Have you ever been to the little demon world?"

Zhan Tiance showed a trace of respect. He hugged his fist and said, "I entered three hundred years ago. At that time, I was preparing to enter the ruined spiritual world and ask the Lord for help. I once had a relationship with a Potian Taoist friend, and I learned some news from Chensheng Taoist friend from him. For example, the great perfection of the Taishang Holy Master has the combat power of seven years of immortal disaster, as well as the magic of practicing the secret magic of the ancestral temple. It's just that I didn't expect that three hundred years later, the combat power of Chensheng's Taoist friends had broken through to nine years of immortal disaster. As long as his Taoist friends advance to the half-step supreme, he will definitely be able to hit the ten immortal years, and even have the opportunity to hit the great power of the chaotic year with the realm of half-step supreme.

"Zhan Tiance, you have a little too many words. This trip is over, and I am ready to return to the ancestral temple to attack the Supreme Avenue. Humph, the broken brother actually dared to leak the news of himself to outsiders. After going back, he will peel off a layer of skin first. Lin Feng's eyes were full of cannibalistic fierce light.

Zhan Tiance's face showed hesitation and struggle. After all, the True Book of War is the foundation of his road. If he loses it, it is almost impossible for him to improve his realm. But if you don't give it, the dusty man in front of him will absolutely cut him. He has determined that Lin Feng is the most evil and mysterious venerable person in the ancestral temple.

"Dust Taoist friend, the True Book of War Demons is the foundation of cultivation. If the Taoist friend can make the next promise, then the Demon War will be given with both hands. Otherwise..."

"You don't have a chance, otherwise." Two blood rays flashed, and Lin Feng's fist was already there.

With a "bang", the surrounding mountains began to collapse on a large scale, and Zhan Tian Ce did not want to do it, but the situation no longer allowed him to hesitate. Only save his life first. The dusty master has the combat power of nine immortal years, and he also has the peak combat power of eight immortal years, which is not much different from it. Although the other party's demon ancestor holy fist is the most suppressed by himself, once he escapes from the demon holy cave, then the world is not allowed to travel by himself. At most, he left the Little Demon Realm and entered the world of the Three Emperors. With his cultivation, he can call for wind and rain and dominate one side.

"How dare you resist. Humph, Zhan Tiance will let you see the real means today." Lin Feng sneered, and the breath on his body changed, and the poisonous force swarmed out, and the aura around him was stained with a layer of dark gray color.

After the integration of the poisonous scriptures, the cultivation of the poisonous Tao is getting deeper and deeper.

Now Lin Feng has integrated a total of eight true scriptures: the Five-Emeridian, the Dark True Sutra, the Killing True Sutra, the Heart and Magic Sutra, the Beast Sutra, the Ghost Sutra, the Array Sutra and the Poison Sutra. The power of the soul is growing all the time, which is also the reason why it is not very difficult to use the magic ancestor Holy Fist, and it is also the root of the accelerated collapse of the country in that field to chaos. The source of power.

As soon as the poison came out, the power was remarkable. After all, it was the existence of the integration of the Tao Dao Tianshu. The war strategy was insightful and immediately exclaimed and punched, but it was not aimed at Lin Feng, but a punch to the sky. The power at the peak of the eight immortals seems to break through the sky, and his only idea is to escape. No matter how far you go, the magic way can prevent one or two, but the power of the poisonous way is silent. Once it is broken, the consequences will be extremely serious.

The mountain where the two people were located was punched by a punch, and countless large arrays collapsed under such invincible forces. When Lin Feng saw that he was about to escape, his feet moved, and a poisonous world shrouded him.

"Leave the true scriptures of war demons and spare you immortality."

"Dear Dust, I'll see you later." Zhan Tiance's backhand was also a slap, and a word of war was hit out. War represents a kind of martial arts, martial arts, and unyielding. Lin Feng's world of poison was smashed by a punch, and a light flashed out. The war strategy had escaped from the holy caves of demons.

"Well, relying on the name of the ancestral temple, you actually want to pick up a bargain for nothing. How can there be such a good thing? When I succeed, I will compete with you. Zhan Tiance identified a direction and teleported directly. When he was outside, there was no bondage, as long as he didn't fall in love with the war, he could escape as much as he wanted.

After half an hour, Zhan Tiance stopped his body. There was no dust behind him, and he had completely got rid of it. His magic thoughts swept again, and his originally surprised look gradually solidified, and finally he was a little frightened.

"Why, I'm running happily. In my eyes, you are turning around like a monkey. Are you playing? Lin Feng's figure slowly appeared, full of ridicule.

Zhan Tiance's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching. It took him a long time to spit out two words: "Fantasy Array."

Lin Feng slowly pulled out a knife, which has restored five layers of vitality after more than 100,000 years of cultivation. The word extinction on the body of the knife is shining and shocking all sentient beings.

And his breath changed again, cold and ruthless, and the artistic conception of extermination of human nature. The way of killing is a road that exists for killing. Golden lines appear on the surface of the body, forming a natural and self-made star chessboard, with gold in the magic, which is even more mysterious.

To perform the extermination knife skill, you must urge the body of Da Luojin, otherwise the body will definitely be injured.

"The Taoism of the Extinct Dao Zun, you...you..." Zhan Tiance was really dumbfounded this time, and fear hit his mind one after another. At this time, he really realized that the first disciple of the ancestral temple was really not able to be fooled.

"Extinction with a knife." Lin Feng's soul focuses on this knife. He has been fighting for nine immortal years, and even if he doubles the increase, there are eighteen immortal years. What is the scene of the Eighteen Years? He doesn't know, and he is looking forward to it.

The power flowed through the major acupuncture points all over his body, and Lin Feng's body trembled slightly. His soul seemed to be sucked out by an inexplicable force, infinitely soaring to the depths of ignorance. Heaven and earth are still, time is still, and everything is still. Only whether it is still or not is his soul.

He seemed to see the edge of the world and all sentient beings. The little magic realm, Dongjun, and Dong Tianfu are all clear and unintentional. He sensed that there were four breaths in the little demon realm, which were the breath of the father of creation. There is also a fragrance in Dongjun, but the breath of the father of creation is very weak, and it seems to be dormant. There are four strands of Dongtianfudi, one of which is a little familiar with the breath of the father of creation. There is no doubt that it is the breath of the ancestor of Sword Valley.

And when he sensed all this, the owner of the nine breaths seemed to feel something and responded one after another.

"Which Taoist friend came to my little demon realm? I'm not very happy."

"Please forgive me, Taoist friends. I'm closed and it's inconvenient to treat you."

"Well, how dare you explore the holy place of my Xifeng family? Taoist friends are a little too much."

"This breath is very familiar, but it's not so fast. If it weren't for him, who would it be?"

All forces have different reactions. Lin Feng had a fluttering feeling of incarnation of heaven, but suddenly there was no pain, which came from the depths of his soul. With a swd, the sky and the earth turned upside down, and the yin and yang returned to their positions. Lin Feng felt his body again. The knife in his hand emitted a bright light, while Zhan Tian Ce opposite his eyes were gray, and there was no breath on his body.

There was darkness in front of him. Lin Feng fell to the ground with a bang and fainted.

When he fainted, the divine power of the nine founding fathers swept through here one after another, but without stopping at all, he directly ignored it.

One month, two months, three months... After a whole year, Lin Feng, who had been sleeping in a coma, moved gently, then opened his eyes and exhaled deeply. There was still some fatigue in his eyes. He slowly looked at his whole body with some fear.

"It's terrible. After breaking through the fighting power of ten immortal disasters, the soul also began to transform. At that moment, they all felt that they were the master of the world and the master of all sentient beings. However, my soul power is still too weak to withstand that state. Maybe after being promoted to the half-step supreme, the situation will be better. Although there was no danger last time, Lin Feng was still a little afraid.

There are four supreme ancestors in the small demon realm, and there are four supreme ancestors in the cave. Even there is one in Dongjun, which must be the one of Yinyang Sect, which really succeeded. No wonder I didn't feel the breath of the strong when I passed by last time, and I was blinded by the newly promoted supreme ancestor.

Lin Feng turned around and looked at the breathless Zhan Tian Ce. His soul and mind were directly erased by himself invisibly, which was the most tragic peak half-step supreme.