Chapter 687 Half-Step Supreme

The dark pupil is also an awakening talent. The whole west wind family is owned by the dark elder, so he was loved by his ancestors. At that time, he also caused boundless bloody storms in the world of immortals. If it hadn't been for the protection of the ancestors, the dark end would not have been better than the Cihang saint.

However, as soon as he applied the dark pupil, the other party seemed to feel something. Unexpectedly, the breath on his body changed again. The illusory figure suddenly disappeared, and even a trace could not be left, as if it suddenly disappeared between heaven and earth.

Evil door.

The dark elder's heart trembled slightly. He knew best what kind of power his dark pupil had. He could not only see through the light and dark stealth of the Xianyin clan, but also see through the trajectory of many ancient murderous arrays. But at this moment, he was teased by a saint-level little man and lost his induction lock.

Lin Feng's split showed the space Taoism, as well as the art of covering the sky, constantly teleporting in space.

"I don't know what the secret skill is. It can actually sense the direction of the master. If it hadn't been for the magic weapon to cover up the breath with the power of fate, I really couldn't escape their pursuit."

The cave is very big, more than five times bigger than the East County. Lin Feng's split also showed all his strength. It took him three days to finally leave the blessed territory. They entered an area like a desert. The windy sofa made a sharp sound and evolved all kinds of fierce beasts.

"This is the territory of the desert ancestors, and it is the strength of the Great Perfection. The road built by this person is relatively strange. It does not belong to the authentic road. I heard from my father once said that it seems to be called the Hengsha immortal body. It is a grain of sand in the desert that is nourished by the aura of heaven and earth and produces a soul. Then it slowly evolved and advanced, and finally it has been cultivated to the current level.

Lin Feng's split is surprised to hear that a grain of sand can be cultivated into a perfect Taishang Shengzun, which is too bullshit.

"I know you don't believe it, and I don't believe it, but once the four supreme saints in my Sword Valley were repelled by him, which is an indisputable fact. If it hadn't been for the presence of my ancestors, my father might have been in danger that time.

"Then you think that if we are going to cross this desert, he will not appear to trouble us, will he?" Lin Feng asked carefully, it's better not to provoke such an old monster. The immortal body of Hengsha sounds similar to the immortal body of the immortal family. My own body is the immortal body, and what I practice is the road of blood orifice, and the strong body.

"No, the desert ancestor is a scattered man, and I haven't heard of him any descendants. After all, it is rare to inherit his Taoism. However, it is strange that the power of this desert sandstorm seems to be weaker seven layers. In the past, such sandstorms could not be passed safely unless they were saints, and the venerable below the saints would be hanged directly. Jianyi said this, as if she was a little confused.

Lin Feng's eyes moved, "That desert ancestor may not be here?" He reached out and grabbed it, and the breath of heaven and earth was constantly integrated into the calculation of fate.

"Here... There seems to be a breath of the power of creation here. I have felt a similar breath from the killing supreme soul, but he is the breath of killing. Has the desert ancestor realized the power of creation and become the half-step supreme? Lin Feng said hesitantly that he sneaked more than a billion miles with Jianyi to capture the breath of heaven and earth again, but he suddenly stopped and showed a fierce light in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Jianyi saw that Lin Feng looked strange and knew that she must have found something.

"Two completely different breaths of the power of creation, one is very strong and the other is very weak. Are there two half-step supreme strong men in this desert?" Lin Feng and Jian Yi looked at each other and showed a shocking light at the same time. They all guessed another possibility, that is, the other half-step supreme came here to deal with the desert ancestors.

"Fasband, what should we do?"

"After 40,000 years of understanding, my nine-turn Xuanxian knife has fully understood the fifth type, and the sixth type has only touched the edge. Even if I exert five times my combat power, I can't deal with the half-step supreme strongman. The later it is, the higher the requirements for the power of the soul, and the higher the requirements for the degree of Tiandao perception. If you want to fully understand the following four formulas, hundreds of thousands of years is not enough.

Lin Feng's magic weapon split is well deduced again, and there is always a feeling that he is not down-to-earth.

"Now I have a life expectancy of nearly 20 million years. If I can completely retreat for 300,000 years and cultivate all kinds of avenues to a peak, I will definitely have the confidence to deal with the half-step supreme at that time." Lin Feng pondered and thought of a wonderful plan. He suddenly released his breath and immediately sensed the power of the middle-level Taishang saint of the Xifeng family.

Lin Feng's split put Jianyi into the field country, and then he also escapes into the fate. The power of the magic weapon is much weaker, and the combat power of more than 500 billion yuan is very weak among the saints, which should not attract the attention of the half-step supreme.

And the magic weapon split also has better ways to hide themselves, so that those people of the Xifeng family can explore the way ahead first.

As soon as he disappeared, ten figures appeared.

The dark elder's face was very ugly. An intermediate emperor was actually led by a saint. As soon as he sensed his existence, he immediately disappeared.

"Brother, the atmosphere here seems to be wrong. Although the ancestors of the desert are afraid of the ancestors of our Xifeng family, the situation here is very different from before, and the power of the sand has weakened by more than seven layers. And..."

"And there is still the breath of the power of creation here. Has the desert ancestor achieved half a step supreme?" When An Zhuo thought of this, he was a little surprised, but he had a charm given by his ancestors. At the critical moment, even if the supreme took action, he had a chance to escape. Even if the desert ancestor has achieved half-step supreme, he is not qualified to deal with himself at all.

Thinking of this, I can't help but be bold. He is the intermediate supreme saint. It takes a lot of strength, understanding and accumulation to be promoted to the superior supreme saint. If the desert ancestor really dares to take action, he can also peep out a hint from his hand at the last minute, which is of great benefit to his practice.

"No matter what happens, the thunder judge boy must not be let go. Let's chase him." The dark and turbid people moved directly to the depths of the desert.

In a very deep place in the desert, there is a sand palace completely condensed with wind and sand. There are layers of forbidden arrays flowing outside the palace, blooming bright light from time to time.

There is infinite evil spirit hidden in the light, as if there is a peerless demon in the sand palace.

"Gothorn, you little man, you are actually secretly vicious. Even if I blow myself up, I will never let you succeed in your treachery. Ah..."

"Hahaha, Desert, no matter how much you struggle, it's useless. Be obedient and complete. Don't worry, I will leave you a trace of soul. His Japanese master will achieve the supreme road, and you will be reincarnated.