Chapter 862 The Real Strength of the Emperor

There are still two more, noon and evening, as usual.

Lin Feng thought that the only one he needed to deal with was the ancestral emperor. The strength of the ancestral emperor only recovered to seven chaotic years, which was slightly weaker than me. Naturally, he had the means to deal with it. But there are at least 30 supreme ancestors in the temple, which is completely another matter. If they are surrounded by a swarm of bees, they really can't deal with it.

The old man who hunted the sky also looked down beside him, "Lin Feng Supreme, this is a little difficult to do. Look, they are sitting still. Obviously, they are waiting for us to throw ourselves into the trap.

"It doesn't matter. If they want to attack in groups, we will treat them in their own way." Lin Feng showed an extremely evil smile, which made the old man couldn't help shivering. It was too evil.

Pieces of Buddha light sprinkled down, and countless venerable believers rose up and knelt in mid-air. Lin Feng began to cross those low-level venerable people on a large scale. One thousand, two thousand, five thousand, ten thousand... Lin Feng urged the Buddha's way to the limit, and wherever the Buddha's light went, it became the holy place of the Buddha family.

"No, what does he want to do? He is going to destroy our foundation. Finally, there is the supreme ancestor in the ancestral temple who can't stand it.

"Damn, you can't let him go on, otherwise the elites of my ancestral temple will become his followers, which is amazing."

"Yes, we can't sit and wait for death. Dozens of supremes in the ancestral temple will be afraid of the two of them when they fight together.

"He's crazy. Does he want to sacrifice these little demon disciples? He is the real demon." The old man who hunted the sky finally knew Lin Feng's idea and was shocked.

Lin Feng inherited the Taoism of the Demon Emperor, and his understanding of the Taoism reached an incredible level. In his opinion, the real demon is to do whatever he wants and can do everything, which is the true meaning of the devil.

Millions of disciples in the ancestral temple have become believers, and the rest of the venerable have begun to escape. However, Lin Feng didn't care at all. When he opened his mouth and spit out, the Tianlong's jacket flew out and stretched overwhelmingly. Among them, tens of millions of believers were constantly praying, and the blooming Buddha's light could cross hundreds of thousands of small demon world.

"They can really calm down." Lin Feng turned his head and looked at it and smiled, "Blood Sacrifice."

With a blood sacrifice, 100,000 believers in the demon world roared. Everyone began to sacrifice their own longevity, burned three flavors of real fire, raised their power to the highest level, and rushed to the ancestral temple one after another.

Tragic, pathless, bloody... These scenes are simply the indignation of people and gods.

"Go out and go." Finally, a supreme flew out of the ancestral temple, seven years of chaos. However, before he could take action, he saw tens of thousands of sacrificial believers rushing towards him.

"As long as it causes chaos, I will have a chance." Lin Feng's soul swept away and found that the little demon world had crossed nearly ten million. He did not hesitate to give the order, "All sacrifices."

What was the scene of thousands of venerable sacrifices? The whole little demon world began to tremble, and pieces of void appeared on the head of the ancestral temple.

"Kill that demon, you can't let him succeed." More of the little demon world supreme flew out. They tried their best to calculate Lin Feng, but they missed that Lin Feng would still do this.

The roar keeps ringing, and the whole ancestral temple is full of blood, which can't tell the difference between reality and illusion. Lin Feng's figure has long disappeared, and he is best at fishing in troubled waters. After all, the assassination was born for this reason.

"Come back, that's Lin Feng's conspiracy. Come back quickly." At this time, there was a vicissitudes and hoarse roar in the ancestral temple, with anger and some anxiety in the voice. Obviously, the man saw through Lin Feng's sinister intentions.

"Ah..." Finally, the supreme of the first little demon world screamed, and then the second, the third...

These screams were also covered by the increasingly crazy self-explosion sound. There was a sea of blood. The old man who hunted the sky had been pushed 300 million miles away, and his teeth clucked. Under this desperate impact, even he can't stand it.

"Blood, swallow the creatures of the world, and refine the lives of all sentient beings." Lin Feng's cold and ruthless voice sounded. Instead of being hurt at all while walking in the blood and light wave, his strength was gradually increasing. His body was like a bottomless devouring black hole, constantly devouring the blood energy around him. Among the disciples of these venerable sacrifices, they are not the powerful venerers of the emperors, and they produce more blood energy after self-exploding.

While dealing with those low-level supremes in the little demon world, Lin Feng crazily devours the blood energy. He wants to take advantage of this rare opportunity to try to cultivate the blood road of the blood demon.

The ancestral temple began to collapse and destroy a large area, which was reduced to nothingness.

"Those bastards run very fast." Just as the old man was anxious, Lin Feng's voice came to his ear. He slowly revealed his real body. Following him walking in the sea of blood were ten supremes full of golden light, and the most powerful one had four chaotic years of combat power.

"They..."

Lin Feng looked at them disdainfully, "They are all believers, used for sacrifices with those bastards. I would like to know who in their little demon world dares to take the power of ten supreme sacrifices and self-explosion.

After saying that, he opened his mouth and sucked it suddenly, and the sea of blood began to converge towards his mouth. The fairy art of the universe is the most suitable for this place. Soon, the sea of blood sacrificed by tens of millions of venerable people was swallowed up by Lin Feng. What was exposed in front of everyone was a ruin. In addition to the ancestral temple, the rest were implicated and flattened within hundreds of millions of miles.

"Your Majesty, it's time for us to talk alone." Lin Feng was arrogant, "If you don't show up, I have to spend some time sacrificing the whole little demon world, hahaha."

"After the rise of the three emperors, there was only one person I thought could control the fate of all people, that is, my ancestor. I didn't expect the three emperors to be so smart that they would make a back move before flying. Lin Feng, let's understand the last grudge. Who can become the last master, let's use our strength to determine. You all leave, and the future of the little demon world depends on you.

More than 20 figures flew out one after another, and their eyes were red and fiery.

"The old man who hunts the sky, you just stare here. One of them left half a step away without permission, and these ten supreme believers directly sacrificed blood. Well, or it's good to let them kill in the little demon world." Lin Feng looked at the supremes, and his body flashed into the Temple of the Ancestors.

The temple has its own space, which is very huge. There is an altar in the middle of the temple. The altar is completely made of white skeleton, and each bone blooms with crystal luster and exudes a supreme breath.

"Since this altar is refined from the bones of the supreme ancestor." Lin Feng was slightly shocked and sat an old man at the top of the altar, wearing an imperial robe and a crown, showing the majesty of the emperor.

"The peak of the seven chaotic years?"

"Lin Feng, what should I call you?" The ancestor opened his eyes and looked at Lin Feng insipidly.

Lin Feng's breath moved, and a word 'teaching' appeared in the middle of his eyebrows. The momentum of the emperor on his body was only stronger than that of his ancestors.

A word also appeared in the eyebrows of the ancestor god, which was 'Ancestor'. He looked at Lin Feng's teaching words, nodded and seemed to say with some appreciation: "In those years, I was determined to become the ancestor of all sentient beings, so I became the ancestor emperor. However, you are determined to become a saint emperor who dominates and teaches all sentient beings. Although your ideological level is slightly lower than that of the emperor, before you take action, I still call you the 'Pope'.

"You talk a little too much." Lin Feng secretly raised his strength and was ready to attack at any time.

"Pope, don't worry. We are the only ones in this place, and no one else will come in. No one can leave here until we win or lose. The star array laid by the two ancient emperors, the reincarnation of the four immortals, has been launched. Even the sons of the three emperors and those reincarnated immortals can't fight together. Besides, they may not have time to help you at this moment. The emperor said lightly that he seemed to have regarded Lin Feng as a dead man.

Lin Feng slapped and hit a powerful Changhong.

"It's just eight chaotic years." Unexpectedly, the emperor did not move. Instead, the white bone altar shook gently and shot an energy from it, which suddenly defeated Lin Feng's attack.

Lin Feng stepped back eight steps in a row. There was a blood stain on his right palm, and the whole right arm felt numb.

The power of the ancestor is not seven chaotic years. He hides his own cultivation. Lin Feng secretly scolded himself for his stupidity. The blade of fate can well hide a person's true cultivation. If you can do it yourself, the emperor can naturally do it.

"In the eyes of this emperor, you are an insignificant ant." Ancestral emperor showed a trace of disdain at the corners of his mouth. He raised his finger gently, and the whole space seemed to be imprisoned by him.

Lin Feng's expression changed so much that his body could not move. The finger in front of him became bigger and bigger, poking his chest with a bang. An irresistible force poured into his body and began to destroy his body.

Blood arrows burst out one after another, and Lin Feng immediately became a blood man. He never thought that he could not even catch the ancestor's move. The body of the disaster was as fragile as a piece of paper under the fingers of the emperor, and it was broken with a slight poke.

"Pope, what do you think of my power?" The ancestor emperor did not attack the second finger, but sat on the top of the altar and looked at Lin Feng condescendingly. He proved that he was the only real emperor in the world.

"How can it be like this? His strength absolutely exceeds ten chaotic years, otherwise how could I not even be able to drive 29th Avenue?" Lin Feng's face was pale and terrible. His body had been severely damaged, but he couldn't work, and it was impossible to heal him.

"I have been waiting for 30 million years, Pope, let you die before you die." The ancestor stood up from the white bone altar, and a whole 23rd Avenue rule world appeared behind him. Each rule world has been practiced perfectly and has the true integration of the road.

"I have built 23rd Avenue in 30 million years, far surpassing the three emperors. Even if you refine the Three Emperors' Ascension Sutra, you will never surpass me. Kill and devour you, the emperor's road will be cultivated to an unprecedented height, and the day is just around the corner. Hahaha, I have endured for 30 million years and finally come to an end.

Lin Feng wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his heart was calm. He seemed to have forgotten life and death, but said softly, "You sealed the blade of fate and almost died, but why did the power recover so quickly? I'm afraid it has already surpassed ten chaotic years?"