Chapter 937 Thirty-eight Disasters of Divine Power

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The punishment of the God of Light is the ultimate killing move of the Light Path. Those who can practice with immortal fate are definitely the most noble and have the most infinite potential in the Temple of Light, and have a great chance to become an emperor directly.

The ghost hidden emperor was directly cut by the sword of light, screaming, and the whole body melted into invisible. A weak soul broke out from the light force with difficulty, and the ghost was about to escape, but he was imprisoned by the hidden emperor of the light field behind him.

After a scream, the weak soul completely dissipated, and there was no longer his soul imprint between heaven and earth.

Lin Feng's strength has recovered quickly with the support of the Five elements Avenue and the Yin and Yang Avenue. In addition to some divine elixirs he has prepared, he does not have to worry about the weakness of his strength.

"Disciple Hongyan, see the Bishop."

"No, I have been secretly protected by God's decree. Is she not in danger now?"

"Your Excellency, please rest assured that the saint of God is very safe. Please come with your disciples."

"No need. I came here to know that no one knows. You must keep it a secret. When you see the saint of God, you can tell her. Your friend Fengling is here, and you don't have to say too much about the rest."

"Yes, I understand."

Lin Feng's body flashed into the dense forest. He would not foolishly follow the Hongyan Xianzun to meet the large army. He could fool for a while, but it was impossible to fool him all the time. Moreover, there were also thirty-nine powerful people in the Temple of Light this time. Such a character would definitely show his flaws.

"Your Excellency Bishop Feng Ling? Has it just taken over the position of Bishop Kos? Hongyan Xianzun muttered and didn't think much about it. After all, there is no such thing that will be boring to impersonate.

Lin Feng just consumed a lot, and the divine power in his body was empty, which made those forces that had not been refined pour in. Both inside and outside, and the overall strength continued to improve. Refining all the accumulation is enough to raise the strength to the peak of the thirty-seven disasters, and then make his own strength break through again by refining the hegemonic treasure.

No one restrained him. Lin Feng's action became faster and faster. Wherever he went, all the ghosts and immortals were directly devoured, and the ghosts with more than thirty-five divine power were concentrated in the battle team, and the rest were scattered and stationed. How could those ghosts resist Lin Feng's divine power?

He entered deeply and walked through for ten days. I don't know how many ghosts were suppressed. Lin Feng's figure appeared on the edge of the moon-tooth-shaped valley, and there was a deep pool with a poisonous smell in the valley.

Lin Feng urged the world of poisonous rules to wrap himself and dive directly, dropping 100,000 meters, not yet to the bottom.

"This highly poisonous deep pool is unfathomable. Forget it, it's better to dig a cave on the wall of the pool and practice it well first." As soon as Lin Feng shook his hand, he saw countless sword lights flying out, and a wide deep hole appeared on the stone wall of the pool. First, arrange a layer of poison array at the mouth of the cave to block the highly poisonous water, then lay out more than a dozen large arrays one after another, and finally accelerate the array.

Acceleration by 150,000 times is the limit of Lin Feng's array.

After doing everything well, Lin Feng began to run many avenues with all his strength. He wanted to refine all the remnants of the strong man of the Protoss at one time, so that his body path had a significant transformation.

The power is like a tide, rolling in. Time flies like a stream of light.

In the seventy-seventh year of cultivation, he not only refined all the remains of the strong people of the Protoss, but also digested the Hengsha particles collected before, as well as those mythical beasts that picked up cheaply collected, refined them all into divine power and integrated them, pushing their own divine power to the peak of thirty-seven divine power in one fell swoop.

"It was originally expected to try to refine the treasure of the Overlord when it was thirty-six disasters, but now it has reached the peak of the thirty-seven disasters, and it should be more grasped." Lin Feng waved his hand, and a huge furnace tripod appeared in front of him. In the furnace tripod, the emperor's original immortal weapon, the emperor's immortal armor, was floating up and down. There are two heavy teenagers sitting on the furnace tripod. Lin Feng now understands that there is more than one treasure left by the emperor. In addition to the lower fairyland, there is also a semi-finished fairy artifact, the Heavenly Fairy Tripod.

The blazing fire burns in Lin Feng's eyes. As long as the two teenagers in front of him are awakened from their deep sleep, their strength can not only break through to the thirty-eight disaster magic power, but also be enough to fight with the strong man with the thirty-nine disaster magic power after wearing the Batian immortal armor.

Thousands of fingerprints were made, and Lin Feng's soul power wrapped the two sleeping teenagers and entered the long practice again.

The battle outside the outside has been intermittent for two years. This seems to be a blocking war, a war of attrition, and a protracted war. No one can guess that the eruption of the stone of all sentient beings in the cemetery of the immortals can encounter such a big difficulty. The stone of all sentient beings has a fatal attraction to any hermit emperor. Only when you become an immortal emperor between heaven and earth can you truly dominate one side.

Therefore, the three battlefields opened up in the ghost forest will be suspended after each fierce battle, and they will start fighting after a period of time. At least so far, the backbone of the two sides has not played the ultimate trump card, but the deaths and injuries of those weak people are inevitable.

After 230,000 years of accelerated cultivation, Lin Feng finally moved his eyelids, his body shrank one by one, his blood flowed like thunder, and the breath in his body was like an ancient wild beast. The hidden treasures seemed to have been opened up, making a click sound, which was very pleasant to the ear, like the sound of nature.

The two teenagers sitting opposite Lin Feng also slowly opened their eyes. At first, they were still a little confused. As time went by, they became clear and bright. They were not surprised to see Lin Feng at all. Instead, they were very familiar with him. They smiled gently and saluted at the same time, "Father."

"Hence, you all enter my body. I need to use your power to break through to the realm of thirty-eight disasters." Lin Feng waved his hand and put them into his body, and a magnificent soul force suddenly erupted, more fierce than a volcanic eruption.

The word 'teaching' suddenly appeared in the middle of the eyebrows, shining brightly, and the atmosphere of the half emperor became stronger and stronger. It was already like the rising sun, shining brightly.

"The thirty-eight robbery realm is much more difficult than expected. Fortunately, with such a large accumulation, it is finally successful." It took a long time for Lin Feng to restrain his breath. As soon as his soul moved, his strength more than tripled, even if it was a little stronger than some old hidden emperors with thirty-eight divine power.

And his magic weapon split, under the infusion of the power of the body, has broken through several realms again, reaching the level of 28 magic power, and his promotion speed is unparalleled.

In the palace outside the creation of the world, all the immortals and hidden emperors stared at the power change of the Lin Feng's split. They all knew clearly in their hearts that the very perverted guy had broken through again. Nowadays, in addition to the slave immortals received before, there are also disciples of Luoshenzhai led by three-headed pterosaurs, immortals collected in the prison city and Tongxian City, and the most expensive number of mythical beasts are collected on the way to the immortal cemeteries.

Nowadays, the number of immortal-level strong men under Lin Feng's command has exceeded 350. If you count the strong men in the beast world, the number is more than 400, and the ladder of strength is also very balanced, and there are immortals at every level.

Although Lin Feng is not the emperor, he already has the momentum of the emperor.

"The battle outside is not over yet. Someone is staring at them, which saves me a lot of trouble." The world of Lin Feng's earth road rules shrouded his whole body and flew directly up the rocks. Those hard stones became soft and gave way to the world when they met the rules of earth, and soon Lin Feng's figure broke through the ground. The Buddha was surrounded by a great catastrophe.

"It actually penetrated into the depths." Lin Feng determined the direction and went straight to the depths of the ghost forest. Before long, they met some injured people. Some of them were practicing hard to recover from their injuries, and some of them were protecting the law.

"The Hidden Emperor of the Bright Realm." Lin Feng looked at it at a glance. The five bloody hidden emperors were all thirty-five divine powers and were seriously injured. The woman who protects the law on the side is the Hongyan Xianzun that Lin Feng has seen once.

Suddenly, he saw a figure appear in front of them. Hongyan Xianzun jumped up in shock and rolled his magic power. But when he saw who was coming, he was immediately relieved.

"See your excellency." The Hongyan Xianzun worshipped deeply, more respectful than last time. Because the last time she told the saint of grace, the saint who had always been indifferent, rarely smiled. Although she didn't say anything, she could guess that the relationship between the two was unusual.

According to the past tradition, the two may be a couple.

What's more, when I saw the protagonist for the second time, I felt that his breath was more deep and unfathomable. It feels wonderful that he seems to have become an ant with no ability to resist in front of him.

"Ye-huh." Lin Feng nodded and waved his hand. The five bright forces wrapped the wooden power into their bodies to help them recover from their injuries. Mu Dao is the best way to repair the meridians and regulate the internal organs, so under the power of Lin Feng, the recovery of the five people has accelerated.

After a full hour, Lin Feng regained his strength.

Five people woke up one after another, got up and saluted quickly.

"Okay, let's keep up. The war has reached the final stage. Be careful yourself. Lin Feng's big sleeve disappeared in place.

"Sister Hongyan, this bishop seems to be a good person. He is not as arrogant as other bishops." A hidden emperor whispered.

"Ye-huh, it should be good. You can all keep this matter in your heart. The bishop is a saint who secretly protects God's grace, and may also be an important killer. Don't destroy his plan.

"Yes." After the six people left one after another, Lin Feng's figure reappeared. Looking at their way forward, he followed with a little thought.