Chapter 957 The Thirteen Supreme Secrets

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Book elves at the spell level have condensed a clear soul form, with different forms according to different attributes. When Lin Feng entered the divine power area, those book elves had cultivated their bodies and had a certain attack power.

Seeing a stranger breaking in, he actually launched a direct attack. Tens of millions, nearly tens of thousands of attacks turned into a long river of power and bombarded. Those are the purest magic secrets. Unfortunately, Lin Feng's power has surpassed them thousands of times, and the surface of his body rippled with a layer of magic power, and those attacks suddenly disintegrated one after another. I can't help it.

"I don't want to hurt your life, so I will return quickly." Lin Feng's breath was revealed, like Tianwei. Those magical elves screamed and hid in the book one after another, not daring to make it again.

Lin Feng's soul sweeps away. These are all good things. In the future, there are places that need to be used in his creative world. With these, all living beings in his creative world can evolve an unprecedented powerful civilization.

Thinking of this, he reached out and grabbed it, and countless streamers flashed and entered his body one after another. Lin Feng began to collect these magical-level scriptures, thousands, ten thousand, 100,000 and one million. I don't know how long it took, and nearly a million magical-level scriptures have become a bag. This is an unimaginable treasure, and the fairy scriptures received may be even more powerful.

As for the supreme secret art, and even the magic, Lin Feng dares not imagine that if the magic really exists, then the condensed book elf is probably also the power of the emperor.

"Since this is the treasure of the magic emperor, there will definitely be no magic, otherwise he should be the king of magic." Thinking of this, Lin Feng relaxed his mind a little. After all, the real emperor still has a very strong lethality for him. His guardian emperor can't exert the most powerful power at all, so once he encounters the real emperor, the degree of danger will be obvious.

As soon as he stepped into the fairy art area, Lin Feng was stunned. There were no scriptures on the bookshelf, but there were teenagers sitting. They were breathing and practicing. The breath on the body is strong and weak, the weakest is also at the level of venerable, and the most powerful is as powerful as the half-step supreme.

These teenagers have their own body, their own world, and their own pursuits. They are no different from human beings, so although they were a little surprised to see Lin Feng's arrival, they did not show that kind of impulsive ignorance.

Countless soul forces swept over, trying to find out the power of the person.

"Hmm." Lin Feng hummed gently, like a thunderstorm, rolling and turbulent.

The teenagers on the bookshelf looked earthy. They immediately knelt down in horror and kept kowtowing their heads.

"Let's all follow me." As soon as Lin Feng caught it, independent spaces came one by one, and the teenagers were imprisoned and collected. The scriptures in the Xianshu District are a hundred times less than those in the Shentong District, and in the end, it is estimated that about 100,000 teenagers were charged.

"The most powerful one in the fairy art area is the half-step supreme. It is estimated that there will be a fairy level in the supreme area, but there is no need to worry." After collecting all the teenagers, Lin Feng walked to the light curtain. This light curtain is obviously very different from the previous ones.

This light curtain has the power of fate. It also integrates fire, light, array, kendo, gun, body, etc. There are almost 35 heavenly avenues. These avenues are suppressed by the power of fate, forming a very perfect whole.

"Break." Lin Feng hit a light, which was the power of fate. As long as the balance of fate on the light curtain is destroyed, the forbidden array will automatically collapse.

Sure enough, it shook gently and disappeared, turning into a little light.

"Someone broke in and killed." A somewhat irritable voice sounded, and I saw a fiery red figure spread over, and a force enough to incinerate everything enveloped Lin Feng's whole body.

"It's a pity that it's just an artistic conception, but it can't exert real invincible power." Lin Feng did not panic at all. He just raised his hand. The fist wrapped in flames suddenly exploded, and the figure roared in pain and was about to retreat.

"Kneel down." Lin Feng turned his hand and patted it. The fiery red figure was suddenly imprisoned in the air, and then knelt down at his feet with a plop. I don't know what material forged the ground, and it cracked inch by inch.

While Lin Feng suppressed the fireman, there were also three forces attacking from other directions, which were easily resolved by him.

"You all kneel down, too." Lin Feng waved his hand, as if he were slapping, and knelt down all the last three people.

The rest of the powerful breath, which was eager to try, was so scared that they retreated one after another and made a defensive posture.

The divine breath on Lin Feng's body rolled and vibrated, and the powerful aura enveloped this area.

In his induction, the strongest person in this supreme-level secret art area is actually a hidden emperor with thirty-nine divine power. Unfortunately, although his realm is high, his combat power is only a little stronger than that of the thirty-nine-level hermit emperor who has just been promoted.

Panic and helplessness spread in this area.

"Twelve people?"

Lin Feng counted that there are twelve people in this area, which means that there are twelve supreme secrets. Good boy, it's okay. The supreme secret art has been passed down since the beginning of the ancient fairyland. Some have disappeared and some have been incomplete. But there is no doubt that only the emperor can do it if he wants to achieve great success and exert his real power.

Twelve supreme-level secrets suddenly appeared here, which can make many emperors crazy.

"Taoist friend, who are you? Why did you break into our holy place of cultivation? Aren't you afraid of the punishment of the magic emperor?"

The handsome man with thirty-nine magic power asked with an ugly face. There was a fantasy mood on his body, and Lin Feng couldn't catch it for a while.

"The art of divination?"

Lin Feng thought of something, and his eyes lit up. He didn't expect that the most powerful one of the twelve people was actually the scriptures of Butian.

The man did not answer, but looked at the man with thirty-eight magical power beside him, and his eyes moved.

"I can't see through it. There is a force on him. I can't see through it. It's strong enough to suppress all of us here in one breath."

"Can't you even see through it?" Everyone was a little disappointed.

"The ontology is the scriptures of the art of peeping into the sky. These are all great treasures. It's amazing. If I subdue all of them, they will help each other in the future, and the power will be enough to cross the ancient fairyland and shock the emperors." Lin Feng thought so in his heart, but he would not act rashly. The magic emperor in the other party's mouth may have fallen long ago, but he saw that there was also a light curtain at the end of the corridor, and there was only one kind of power in that light curtain, that is, a very strong power of fate.

"If you can walk here, you are obviously a person who understands fate. Tell me, what do you want from here?"

Lin Feng turned his head and looked at the hidden emperor with the word "bu" in the middle of his eyebrows, and his heart moved slightly, "Has anyone come in before?"

"Of course, two people came in before you, one of whom took away 'Zhantian', and the second one didn't take away anyone here, but went inside." Bu Tian refers to the light curtain.

As far as Lin Feng knows, there are only two people who control fate in the world. One is the immortal king of fate, and the other is himself. Has the immortal king of fate come here, otherwise no one can pass the forbidden array that contains the power of fate.

"But who is the first one? He obviously doesn't have the ability to enter the last area, so he took away the supreme-level secret skill 'Warcraft' here. But why do you only take away one supreme secret skill? Lin Feng couldn't figure out in his mind that every supreme secret art here is earth-shaking and powerful. Unless the remaining supreme secret skills are useless to that person, this may be explained.

"The art of war in the sky must be performed by the venerable body and Taoism, and only the people of the Protoss are most likely to come here." Lin Feng kept defering in his mind. He seemed to think of something, but he couldn't catch it for a while. This feeling was very painful.

"Do you want to go out?" Lin Feng asked in a low voice.

"Can you take us away?" Bu Tian's eyes lit up, and even the four people kneeling at the feet of Lin Feng raised their heads, and their eyes were full of expectation.

"Can't you get out by yourself? Is it because of the power of fate?

"The power of fate is one aspect, and the other is because our bodies have been hammered into a soul lock chain by the emperor. Once we leave this space, the soul chain will explode, which can not only erase our kami, but also erase the kami of the people who took us away together."

"What?" Lin Feng was shocked, "What about the two people in front of them? Are they all?"

"Well, the first one is the people of the Protoss. It is estimated that nine out of ten are finished. After all, that guy was not the emperor at that time, and how could he resist the Shu Emperor's killing skill? As for the second person, he mastered his fate and entered the last layer of space, but he didn't know what had happened, so he didn't know if he was dead.

A roar suddenly appeared in his mind, and Lin Feng finally knew what it felt like to grab it at that moment before. It is the strange person in the Tongshen Tower, the powerful messy protoss giant, who has a huge altar in his mind. There are 99 martial artists around the altar. The martial arts they have evolved are so powerful that they can kill and rob thunder. Robbery thunder is born from the way of heaven. Being able to destroy life and thunder means that it can suppress the sky.

"Is the dead Protoss giant the first strong Protoss to enter here, and the ninety-nine warriors evolved the 'warcraft'? No, why did his remains fall into the pagoda of the gods and the lowest level of immortal cultivation? Lin Feng just thought he had found a big secret, but he went into another mystery and couldn't solve it.