Chapter 822 The Will of the Soul of War

The army of Zhanzong was besieged and killed and dragged by the coalition forces of the three lost worlds. Zhanzong ranked tenth in the world of the three emperors, and his strength is very good. The strong men of the nine immortals also have four, three of which are still unstable. Obviously, they have just broken through.

The disciples of Zhanzong are good at group combat, platooning. Their breath, martial arts and martial arts are all closely related. They are integrated, and their power is more than ten times stronger than that of individual combat. The fighting momentum that broke out at this moment not only broke through a gap at once, but also killed eight and a half steps of the supreme by the four nine immortals who formed the sharp knives.

A very clear figure gradually took shape over the array. That figure was also dressed in shawl armor, but it was the essence of a powerful martial arts fairy art with bare hands.

"That is the highest essence of Zhanzong, the soul of the true scriptures of martial arts." The venerable Suihuang came to Lin Feng and whispered, "That figure is the will of the soul of war. As long as he is condensed into reality and integrates him with his own soul at the critical moment of the transformation of the supreme road, then he can get the soul of war given by God."

Kuhuang, Linghuang and others also came behind Lin Feng one after another, full of Venus, looking extremely greedy.

"The power of the soul of war?" Lin Feng doesn't know much about Zhanzong. He only knows that they are a sect that is good at martial arts and ranked in the top ten, but this sect is very strange and hardly participates in the disputes of the three emperors.

The will of the soul of war can be cultivated and formed. If it integrates with its own soul, it can cultivate the divine power of the soul of war. The divine power is the word that Lin Feng is most concerned about, and looking at the appearance of those palace masters, he can't wait to jump up and kill all the disciples of Zhanzong and steal the true martial arts scriptures.

Lin Feng couldn't take his eyes off the figure of the soul of war. The more he looked at it, the more strange he felt. "How can the breath of the soul of war be a little similar to the ninety-nine bodies in the Tongshen Tower? No, it should be a little close in temperament, but the real one is still far apart.

A Dharma body came to the Tongshen Tower. Lin Feng really had no way to take this kind of pagoda. He has also tried to refine it many times, and there are many ways to try to pry out the secrets. However, it has no effect. The Tongshen Tower is still a semi-finished masterpiece. The giant in it is still silent. The altar in the space of the giant Zifu is still burning ninety-nine bright lights, and there is an inviolable person standing next to the lamp. They are constantly evolving the essence of all kinds of martial arts, over and over again, never stopping.

"Whenever the disaster comes, this altar will cause a reaction, so as to defeat the disaster since the attack. Originally, I thought I could control him, but I didn't know that I was just a medium to communicate with the outside world and this place. With my current soul power, I still can't peep out one or two. It seems that this divine tower is not an ordinary treasure. Lin Feng left the Tongshen Tower. He saw that Zhanzong had been besieged by the coalition forces of the three lost worlds again and was resisting desperately. Although the war situation is very bloody, and there are disciples of Zhanzong falling all the time, the battle has not collapsed, and there are dead and substitutes.

"Agains your life, you take action."

As soon as the body moved against fate, the next moment, I saw countless sword lights shuttled through reality and nothingness, and dozens of venerable people fell in one breath. This invisible lethality immediately caused panic, because so many venerable people died that they didn't even know who took action, which was the most horrible.

Lin Feng exudes soul power and silently pays attention to the top strong men of other forces.

"Sure enough, there is still a backhand, hum."

The army of Zhanzong finally rushed out with the secretly help of his life, and integrated with the army of the Three Emperors' World to form a new camp.

"Lin Feng, what did you just say?"

"Flying, it seems that the five sects also regard this place as a battlefield. You see, the four sects seem to be deep in the melee, but they are in order. You can know the reason if you feel it carefully.

Feiyang Venerable's Dharma thought was swept away, and his expression moved slightly. "It's strange to have four breaths. Is there ten peerless strongmen in the other four sects?"

"Ha ha, all forces want to get the greatest benefits in this central battlefield. Usually, they hide in the dark and wait for the opportunity to move. It is very difficult for us to control the war situation in an all-round situation, but the emergence of the central altar has given me the opportunity to lay out. Brother Suihuang, pass the order and shrink the front. All the half-step supreme disciples entered the Jiuyou Difu to practice.

Soon, the disciples of Renzong retreated comprehensively and entered the Jiuyou Difu one after another. The disciples of other sects occupy one side and are on guard against each other.

"It's a little interesting. I want to see how long you are hiding." Lin Feng saw that all the half-step supreme disciples of Renzong gathered in the array and showed some evil smiles, "Suihuang, Kuhuang, Linghuang, Minghuang, you are ready to hide and attack the ten immortal disaster years."

Lin Feng flew in the air, with his long hair dancing without wind. He gently stretched out his right hand and pushed it, and a huge palm print flew out. The aura between heaven and earth will gather, the palms are surrounded by thunder and lightning, the flames are wrapped around, and the shadows are heavy. Wherever they go, no matter whether they are enemies or us, they are all shrouded in the killing.

The power of this palm is too great. It is Lin Feng's fusion of lifelong martial arts, magic immortality, and the 20th Avenue. It has more than a chaotic year of combat power and is invincible.

An army of tens of thousands of people in the realm of demons was completely defeated, and nearly 5,000 people screamed and disappeared. All the power is integrated into the palm print, and its power is added.

The 3,000-person army in the world of the tomb of a fierce beast was completely destroyed without resistance, and the army of the world of the three emperors entangled with them was also devastated, and more than 6,000 venerable people became the souls under their palms.

The palm print became more and more fierce, and the world was sinking, and one army after another disappeared under the attack of the palm print.

All the battles gradually stopped, and all the venerable looked at the palm print in a daze. Their hearts seemed to have been scraped by a knife, with a feeling of dripping blood.

Suddenly, a powerful breath rose to the sky, which broke out from Zhanzong. A tall and powerful body condensed from heaven and earth, with eyes like stars and body like a pillar of the sky.

"Lin Feng, Taoist friend, you have gone too much." Like Hong Zhong Dalu, a man has teleported to the front of Lin Feng's palm, and behind him is another formation of more than 30,000 people.

"The soul of heaven and earth, unyielding will." The man's breath rose again, far more than flying, anti-life and others, and seemed to be infinitely close to a chaotic year. The most magnificent soul of war figure punched, and the sun and moon were lightless.

Time and space are distorted, and the true meaning of domineering, unyielding and invincible martial arts is revealed from this punch. The strong man of Zhanzong seems to have incarnated as the only god of war between heaven and earth, the invincible venerable.

Boom... Circles of death ripples emanate from the junction of the two, and countless venerable people disappeared in this death wave.

"The Soul of War." Zhanzong's army did not panic, but put on a super defensive array in a joint, which unexpectedly resisted the impact of death ripples.

"You still can't stand it?" Lin Feng's figure has appeared in front of the disciple of Zhanzong, and he punched again without fancy. There is a word 'war' in the middle of the other party's eyebrows, which represents the true scripture of martial arts. Although the cultivation of the ten immortal years of the disciples of Zhanzong is horrible, it is still not on the table in Lin Feng's eyes.

"When I fought against the hegemony, you Lin Feng didn't know where it was. I don't know the thick guy." Zhan Wuba not only did not retreat with any fear of Lin Feng's fist, but was more excited, and the fist came to face.

Under one punch, the defense array laid by Zhanzong completely collapsed, and countless venerable people vomited blood. Lin Feng felt an invincible fighting spirit penetrate into his body from the breath and penetrate into his purple space. In the Zifu space, he turned into a man nearly two meters tall, full of domineering.

"To enter the Tao with martial arts and turn the Tao into the Tao by martial arts, I can't imagine that your understanding of martial arts has reached the realm of reversal rules." For this inadvertent incarnation of the will of the soul of war, Lin Fengshiying directly turned over his hand and smashed it like an ant. And his body shook slightly under a punch, but the Zhan Wuba shook more than ten miles away.

"No wonder you can be promoted to the legendary ten immortals. Your martial arts will and your soul will have been transformed into the rules of war." Lin Feng sincerely marveled that he himself was promoted to the ten immortal years, which was with the help of the power of the 20th Avenue. The promotion of the Venerable Feiyang to the ten years of immortal disaster is with the help of the road of heart and magic, with the help of the power of the heart and demon to create the world. The rebellious person's promotion to the ten immortal years is with the help of the power of fate. In short, he has experienced an opportunity that ordinary people can't imagine.

And the warlord in front of us is also a demonic talent. It is another way to break through with the help of the transformation of the power of stocks. It can be regarded as a genius, ancient and modern.

Lin Feng's body flashed and approached Zhan Wuba again. His whole breath suddenly entered a mysterious and mysterious state. His soul was infinitely enlarged and seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth.

Zhan Wuba did not change color even if he was slightly injured, but now he suddenly changed color. He sensed that Lin Feng, who had been killed in front of him, seemed to have become the only one in heaven and earth, and became the heavenly way to control all sentient beings.

"How can you understand the realm of the ancestor of the Five-ecestor of heaven and earth?" Zhan Wuba danced with his black hair, his eyes were open angrily, and the armor on his body burst into a crystal clear light. The word 'war' in the middle of his eyebrows suddenly squirmed and turned into a word 'law'.

The breath on his body slammed and changed, and a terrible force rose between heaven and earth.

"The soul of war is immortal, and the martial arts are against the Dharma."

At the critical moment, martial arts turned into Dharma, and its strength actually metamorphed beyond the level of a chaotic year.