Chapter 1070 Back Road

Lin Feng suspected that the remains of the Protoss in the Tongshen Tower were left by the ancient gods, otherwise it would have been refined with his strength. Now the power of his soul is too strong, and the space road has reached an unprecedented level. When he opens his eyes, he can see through the heavens and the worlds.

And there is only one explanation for those he can't see through. The other party's strength or realm is higher than him.

The only thing that can make Lin Feng feel afraid is the immortal king who has never appeared. Another point is that the Tongshen Tower, from the outside, is a semi-finished Taoist instrument, which is not even as good as the inferior Taoist instrument. But to this level of cultivation, Lin Feng has never seen this kind of material. And he once tried to refine with the fate array and push a little eyebrows, but failed.

What kind of treasure can't even be subdued by the fate array?

He has the blood of the ancient gods. If the ancient gods have really fallen, then the blood of the Protoss will really be extinct. In the long course of history, with the fall of the Immortal King, the bloodline under his command, disciples disappeared one after another. If no special situation happens, they will disappear in the world of immortality forever.

Lin Feng wants to test the War Emperor.

As for the so-called qualification, do we still need to talk about Zirenge in the face of absolute power? Lin Feng's disdainful look made the Emperor of War angry. He punched out and made a ghost cry and howling.

His fist is countless times bigger than Lin Feng's whole person. Under one punch, all sentient beings are ants.

"Looking for death." The emperor couldn't help muttering.

Lin Feng looked up, sighed secretly, stretched out a finger, and a sword light condensed his fingertips.

"Kill."

That sword light broke through the void and was so powerful that all the protoss emperors present trembled. Under the sword light, the surface of the War Emperor's fist cracked a terrible blood crack, and the blood of the Protoss spewed out, and the earth formed a blood lake.

He punched with all his strength and was so relieved. At this time, the War Emperor knew how powerful the Pope in front of him was. His body returned to his original state with a flash, and his whole body was wrapped in a layer of blood fog.

"Is it blood escape again?" Lin Feng shook his head. His fate array was full of invisible space around him. As long as he could escape, he would let him go.

With a bang, the War Emperor disappeared. But the next moment, he heard a bang. His whole body should be squeezed out of the void, and an invisible forbidden array appeared in front of him. The forbidden array only flashed a few times and returned to normal. An emperor who turned the universe for fifteen times did not even have a chance to escape desperately.

"What's the matter? Give it to me." The War Emperor's hair spread, his body was full of blood, and his words were full of panic and fear. He waved more than ten punches in a row, and each punch could blow up a fairy emperor with fourteen turns, but in the face of this divine array that had never appeared, he completely became a caged beast.

"If you die, the emperor will reorganize the pross, so you don't have to worry about the loss of the inheritance of the ancient gods." Lin Feng grabbed his two hands, evolved two powerful arms, and grabbed the arms of the War Emperor.

"The art of tearing the sky."

Lin Feng unfolded the most domineering supreme secret technique, and saw the war emperor shouting, and the whole person was torn in half alive, the internal organs and the soul became two halves. The emperor around him was cold all over. It was too bloody and too evil.

Even Ye Fei and Lu Lingzi, who know Lin Feng well, have a numb scalp. The strength of the War Emperor is stronger than the two of them, but in Lin Feng's hands, the weak one is so vulnerable. Looking at his restful posture, one palm is enough to kill five people like the War Emperor.

This is their most conservative estimate.

Lin Feng swallowed everything of the War Emperor, and the Great Sacrifice of Light and Darkness urged him to stir up and began to refine directly. The blood space in his body was washed away one by one and opened up. The War Emperor has cultivated as many as 300,000 or 400,000 blood orifices, so the benefits of refining him to Lin Feng are unimaginable.

After solving the problem of the War Emperor, Lin Feng took action again and put away the remains of the rest of the fallen low-level disciples one by one, with a footing of 3,000 or 4,000 strong remains.

There was silence at the scene. Lin Feng's means had deterred all the proto gods, and everyone was quietly waiting for the development of the matter.

"Typhus, what do you have to say?"

The emperor hesitated and said solemnly, "How many secrets of the Protoss do you know?"

"Not much, just a little bit." Lin Feng looked at the body emperor and said casually, "After the eight kings and three gods were trapped in a mysterious place, your god clan has never received the king's oracle of the ancient gods again, right?"

Not waiting for the body emperor to answer, Lin Feng continued: "The War Emperor and the Ancient Emperor are the direct blood of the ancient gods, but it's a pity that their talents are not as good as you. Therefore, the ancient god gave you the holy mountain of Zhongpin Fairy before entering the secret place, so that it caused trouble.

"In fact, all three of you know in your heart that the ancient god has had an accident, and may even have fallen. Poor are the disciples of the Protoss, but they have a bloody battle for the selfishness between you. How many elite disciples have been buried in their own hands for hundreds of millions of years.

"I don't kill you, and even give you a chance. I just want to leave a foundation for the ancient god. Among the eight kings and three gods, the strength of the Protoss is the weakest, and even the overall strength of some ancient kings's remains is not as good as that. It's up to you where to go in the future.

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

"What is your origin? Why can you know the biggest secret of the Protoss? Pope, can you give the next clear answer?"

"You don't need to know so much. You just need to remember that if you don't want the road of the ancient gods to be completely lost, lead the remaining disciples to find a place to hide."

Seeing Lin Feng leave, Ye Fei and Lu Lingzi chased after him with deep shock. The ancient god may have fallen. This news is simply a bolt from the blue, but after careful deliberation, this speculation is really reasonable. If the ancient god is still there, he will definitely not watch the prosriots, or even watch the pros go to self-destruction.

Among the eight kings and three gods, for hundreds of millions of years, only the Protoss has been in chaos, and the overall strength has been weakening year by year.

"Brother, is the ancient god real?" Lu Lingzi swallowed his saliva with difficulty and couldn't believe it.

"I haven't decided yet, but it's almost time. When I wait for the emperor to break through to the fifteenth turn of the universe and completely cultivate the charm of fate, I will have enough strength to confirm this matter."

While Lin Feng was talking, he had arrived in front of the Holy Land of Light. He stretched out his finger a little, and a door automatically appeared, and three people entered in turn.

"See the Bishop of Grace." Seeing Lin Feng's return, all the emperors hurriedly saluted. Even the Holy Emperor of Light bowed down respectfully. Her injury had not recovered, and her strength was probably only fourteen turns in the universe, and even today's divine saint's poems are not as good as hers.

"This is the emperor of reincarnation, and this is the sword emperor of the yin and yang."

The breath of the two of them is also fifteen turns. The emperors who have become Taoist spirits, and those immortal emperors in the holy land of light saluted one after another.

"It seems that my sister is about to break through." Ye Fei looked at the poem and said, "I didn't expect that you also inherited the King's Avenue of the God of Light."

Shishi smiled slightly, which was all the credit of Lin Feng, but the bright emperor's face became extremely ugly not far away. Fortunately, she covered it up well, and her displeasure flashed by.

"Poetry and poetry, the whole divine realm will be involved in a beacon war. You and the emperors'd better enter the creation world of the emperor to practice."

Shi Shi nodded, looked around and whispered, "If you are willing to go with me, stand up."

Those emperors in the bright holy land naturally don't understand what Lin Feng's creation is, so they look at each other for a while and don't know how to make a decision.

In the hesitation, more than 500 emperors also flew out. Looking at their expression, they should support the saint of God's grace. As for the remaining emperors, they all looked at the Holy Emperor of Light, as if to depend on her choice.

"That's enough. Since you have your own choices, I won't force you." Lin Feng sent all the emperors who were willing to follow him into his body for thirty-three days and classified them according to their strength. Lin Feng did not embarrass them for the rest, and even the Holy Emperor of Light let her go. Everyone has his own destiny and his own choice. What he has to do now is to leave a trace of blood for every king.

As for whether they live or die in the future, it depends on their own luck.

After leaving the Holy Land of Light, Ye Fei and Lu Lingzi saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Lin Feng's behavior was a little unexpected, and he didn't know what he was going to do next.

"Is it strange? In fact, the battle between the eight kings and three gods has reached a white-hot level. The only thing in the whole divine realm has the ability to compete is the Holy Land of Destiny and the Holy Land of Killing Kings. It is no longer important for us to compete for the world here. What we need to do is to accumulate strength, enter the mysterious place through the chaotic space, explore the secret of the immortal king, and explore the secret of immortality.

"Brother, are you sure to pass through that chaotic space?"

Lin Feng shook his head, "All we have to do is wait."

Boom, suddenly a vast breath came out in the direction of the dark holy land, which was suffocating and desperate.

"What kind of power is that? Why is it so powerful?" Lu Lingzi and Ye Fei suddenly changed their faces, and only Lin Feng's face showed a sneer.

"That's the arrival of the king's will, and I have seen it for a long time. Unfortunately, the will power of the king of the dark god is far less than the will of killing the immortal king. Before the Taoist space came out, maybe I was still a little afraid. Now, he just made a wedding dress. We don't need to pay attention to him. You'd better return to your holy land as soon as possible and discuss it and stay.

Lu Lingzi and Ye Fei nodded at the same time and moved away.

Lin Feng turned his head and looked at the dark holy land. One of the horrible characters was gradually waking up. Judging from the speed of the growth of the breath, the recovery of strength to the peak state is estimated to be half as strong as Lin Feng.

But for other emperors, it is a terrible existence.