Chapter 202 Demon Temple 4

Lin Feng picked up the glass and put it to his lips, observing the changes around him.

The gun flower flashed, and the gun flame was born. Suddenly, with the fierceness of the gun flame, the man's body became sparse in the gun flame. Lin Feng suddenly trembled slightly, and his eyes narrowed into a thin line, staring straight at the man's every move, but paying attention to the man's movement while paying attention to the nine-day demon king Bilei. The demon moon son should be Wuya and the three dragons.

The gun flowers bloomed, the flames were horizontal, and the light of the gun flashed around very regularly. The expression on Lin Feng's face was solemn. The wine glass leaned against the edge of his lips, but he did not drink it and smelled the fragrance of wine.

Boom...

With a light roar, the man's figure completely disappeared in the flame of the gun. Only the flame that had not disappeared was burning in the hall, and Lin Feng's wine glass also knocked on the table in front of him at this moment.

All the lights went out at this moment, and the hall of Chengtian Pavilion became as dark as hell, and the gradually extinguished gun flame made people shudder when they saw it.

At the moment when Lin Feng's glass knocked on the desk, the two chopsticks on the table flew up. Because Lin Feng grew up in the ghost world and had a night eye function that ordinary people did not have, even if it was so dark in the hall at this time, Lin Feng also regarded it as day.

At the moment when the light went out, the demon moon prince should be boundless. The nine-day demon king Bilei and the dragon fell three people got up at the same time. The machete of the demon moon pulled out an arc in the dark night, and the sword of the dragon sounded a low sword. The nine-day demon king bullied himself and went straight up. At the speed of lightning, he slapped it with the power of thunder and came straight to the door of Lin Feng.

The two chopsticks on Lin Feng's table flew up. Driven by the sword spirit, they instantly turned into two long swords and went straight to the demon moon prince Ying Wuya and the dragon.

As soon as Lin Feng's two swords came out, Bi Lei's palm has come to him. Now, no matter what aspect, Lin Feng is much more sophisticated than before, so in the face of Bi Lei's fatal blow, Lin Feng did not panic, and coincidentally hit out with one palm.

Boom...

With an empty sound, the air between Bilei and Lin Feng suddenly fluctuated, and at the same time, it also carried huge energy to spread around, making the whole hall suddenly shake.

At the same time, the two giant swords made of two chopsticks and the boundless knife spirit of the demon moon and the sword spirit of the dragon fell into one place. The sword instantly turned into a powder explosion, but the offensive of the two was also scattered a lot, and the rest did not pose much threat to Lin Feng. On the contrary, it could also become the object of his use. . Because when the moment when the sword awn approached Lin Feng, Lin Feng also displayed the "wind and water rise" of the blue sea and city sword, he immediately turned the gas of the two people into his own momentum, and instantly improved the explosive power. In the face of Bi Lei, who was still a little evenly matched, Lin Feng shouted, ran the true air again, and pushed his palm forward hard. In an instant, a burst of overwhelming momentum rushed straight to Bilei.

Bi Lei saw that Lin Feng's full-power blow of the demon Yue Gongzi Ying Wuya and Jianglong was all right, and he could transfer his damage to himself. He couldn't help panicking. He wanted to pull back, but it was too late, so he had to take Lin Feng's blow.

Cough...

Lin Feng's palm fell, and the nine-day demon king Bilei suddenly coughed a few times fiercely and staggered back a few steps, but it was completely adjusted in a very short time.

"It's a good move to change the stars." In the silence, the Nine Heavenly Demon King still couldn't help praising with horror in his heart.

A little bit under Lin Feng's feet, he performed the magic of Yufeng. He stood in the void, looked down at the three people below, and said, "This is called giving back to him in his way." With that, he used the "sword rises in the vicissitudes of life". In an instant, layers of swords enveloped him. Between the flight, it was like a dragon and a tiger, as if it had life, waiting for Lin Feng's order.

Mr. Yaoyue should snorted coldly and said indifferently, "As soon as you enter Chengtian, you will be far away from all over the world. It has been ten thousand years since you turn back. No matter how high you are, as long as you enter the Chengtian Pavilion, you can't go out again." Ying Wuya said and suddenly chanted, "... Gods and Buddhas, fight to protect the temple and palace."

As soon as Mr. Yaoyue's words fell, Lin Feng suddenly felt a chill on his face. Even if there was a sword spirit around his body, his back was even more chilly, which immediately made him feel chilly.

Lin Feng wandered his eyes and finally saw one hundred and eight looming figures around him. These figures are the so-called thirty-six heavens and seventy-two evil spirits. In fact, they are not true immortals, they are just the spirits of the ancestors of the temple. Because the magical means practiced by the people of the temple palace are very different from those of the immortal sect. No matter how high their cultivation is, they are doomed not to ascend after death, and at the same time, they cannot enter the way of reincarnation. Therefore, many people's souls are scattered after death, and their cultivation is extremely high, but they can continue to exist in the way of soul after death, but they can't see the sun, so they all stay in the Chengtian Pavilion, enjoying the incense of their disciples and grandchildren, and being a living Buddha in the hearts of the people of the temple.

It is the dream of every practitioner to enter the Chengtian Pavilion after death. Although many people have not entered the Chengtian Pavilion for generations, everyone is working towards this step.

Lin Feng noticed that the man who danced the gun just now was also among these people, and finally understood that the dance gun in the early days was not for performance, but to summon his companions.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng ran again and raised his momentum a step. In an instant, the feeling of piercing coldness was reduced a lot.

Lin Feng noticed this layer of change and thought to himself, "It seems that as long as you win these people in terms of momentum, you will have a chance to win." Lin Feng wanted to run again. Those who showed the vitality of dragons and tigers suddenly roared, and the head became lively. He opened his teeth and danced his claws. Between swallowing, the air in Chengtian Pavilion fluctuated in waves.

Lin Feng's momentum is even stunned by the three living people below. This strength can no longer be measured by the secret place of long life. To what extent it is, even Bi Lei, who was once known as the demon king of the nine heavens, can't know, but he can see some clues that Lin Feng's cultivation must be anti-God. Doubt is the magic power in the book of heaven.

"Why haven't we seen each other for a few days? My cultivation has been promoted to such a level, and the people in the fairyland are nothing more than that." Mr. Yaoyue seemed to not believe all this. He admitted Lin Feng's strength very reluctantly and whispered to himself.

"Against the gods, change your life against the sky, Chengtian Pavilion may be coming to an end. God, since you have let the Nine Heavenly Demon King see the sun again, why do you let me meet him again? What are you kidding me about?" Bi Lei looked at Lin Feng, who was like a god, and thought silently in his heart.