Chapter 204 Demon Temple 6

From the beginning of the blood-red light, the hall suddenly became bright, and Lin Feng was like a light source. The light poured down from him and shone on the 108 people, and all of them unconsciously showed a look of fear.

The face of Bilei, the nine-day demon king, changed at this moment, and he couldn't help exhaling: "Buddha's magic power, how is this possible?"

As soon as Bilei's words fell, the thirty-six Tiangang and seventy-two evils all flew up in an instant. Between the action, the wind and clouds changed, and the whole Chengtian Pavilion shook, and the Taoist spirit went straight to Lin Feng, like fire, like a strong wind, like ice, like a flying sword... In just a moment, Lin Feng became the target of public criticism.

Suddenly, when the energy of these various attributes just fell next to Lin Feng, a golden scorpion light flashed from the top of Lin Feng's head, and accompanied by the light of the scorpion was accompanied by the divine appearance of the eight sages of Buddhism. As soon as these eight gods came out, they rotated around Lin Feng's body like eight gods, and Those spirits from all walks of life are absorbed.

The appearance of these eight gods in vain made the golden light emitted from the gods fly away by the golden light emitted from the gods before they could respond.

"Ah..."

When Mr. Yaoyue saw the heavenly ground demons illuminated by the golden light, he couldn't help exclaiming and grasped the machete tightly with his hand, and both Bilei and Jianglong, who were with him, became nervous.

At this time, Lin Feng was very awake. Although he looked like an inanimate light source, he understood the current situation well. He knew that the magic power of Buddhism was the nemesis of all evil ways, so he put his hands slightly together, and the red blood light flew down his gesture and rolled up at the same time. The red light spread out from the blood light to the surroundings.

At this time, it seemed that Lin Feng was the only one in the huge Chengtian Pavilion. Those souls who were originally powerful now became silent one by one, and under Lin Feng's great righteousness, they began to disappear one by one.

The shaking of Chengtian Pavilion began to become fierce. Occasionally, a section of beams fell down, and there were showers of dust in the golden and red light.

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"Chengtian Pavilion is going to collapse."

The onlookers outside saw the Chengtian Pavilion shaking for a while, and they became nervous one by one, and their eyes moved from the konjac holy flower to Chengtian Pavilion.

The eight beams of light that are like shackles to lock the Chengtian Pavilion become distorted at this time, and all kinds of bends with the shaking of Chengtian Pavilion.

"Can the Thirty-Six Heavens and seventy-two evils really kill Lin Feng? It's been a long time, and this has never happened in Chengtian Pavilion.

At this time, someone began to worry.

But others don't think so. Instead, they think that this is the divine power of heaven and earth. How can they shake the Chengtian Pavilion with the power of mortals? Therefore, even if Lin Feng can hold on until now, he still can't escape death.

Therefore, someone took over the words just now and said, "In a moment, as long as Lin Feng fails to break through the Chengtian Pavilion before the konjac holy flower disappears, the eternal prophecy will be broken. The temple palace is still the temple palace, and no one can shake it."

As soon as the man finished speaking, all the people looked up and looked up over the Ziwei Palace. At this time, the enchanting konjac flower had completely bloomed, and it was a little strange that the light emitted from the petals of the konjac flower began to converze, and finally all of them condensed. On the Ziwei Palace.

The colorful light shines the Ziwei Palace, giving people a feeling that this scene should only be in the sky.

At this time, Lin Zhenglin Rongfan and Li Jing, who were in the Ziwei Palace, couldn't help exclaiming from the bottom of their hearts. This scene was also what they had never seen before. It was beautiful and beautiful.

The light of the konjac holy flower continued to converce, and finally it was all concentrated on Lin Rong. At this time, Lin Zhengfan and Li Jing regained their freedom.

The light of the konjac holy flower is so strong. In just a moment, Lin Rong completely disappeared into the light, and the beam of light of the konjac holy flower also suddenly disappeared. Only the huge holy flower was spinning in the sky, and Lin Rong completely disappeared in the holy flower.

"Rong..."

Lin Zheng and the other two began to be stunned. Suddenly, when they reacted, Lin Rong had disappeared. Lin Zheng couldn't help roaring, and the whole Ziwei Palace trembled because of his roar.

Boom...

At the moment when the three people were at a loss, there was a loud noise outside. The Chengtian Pavilion, which was still twisted earlier, finally broke, and the fragments flew all over the sky, and Lin Feng's body flew straight into the sky like a white crane soaring to the sky.

Lin Feng's body was still shining with the golden light of Buddhism at this time. The fragments that accompanied him jumped up turned into a giant sword and rotated beside him after being driven by his sword spirit, and he stood quietly in the void like a god, adjusting his confused true qi.

"Feng Shao..."

"Brother..."

When Lin Zhengfan and Li Jing turned around and looked at it with a loud noise, the three of them froze, and Fan Nui's eyes suddenly became a little rosy and muttered in a low voice, "You're finally here."

However, at the moment when Lin Feng broke through the Chengtian Pavilion just now, all the true disciples of the temple palace came out in an instant, flying straight from all directions like wolves and tigers.

The wind and clouds are changing, the mountains and rivers are changing color, and even the konjac flowers over the Ziwei Palace are beginning to converge. At this time, the open petals gradually close.

The speed of the 137 true disciples in the temple palace is comparable to lightning. Therefore, when Lin Feng just adjusted his breath, everyone surged straight up. The whole space can be said to be completely full of the killing of these people. Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder and lightning can be said to be eight. There are many magical attributes, which can eat any talented person. People facing such a situation, if they are not careful, their bones will be left, and even their souls will be scattered, and they will never be born.

However, Lin Feng was surprised. His magical talents were all zero. In other words, although these magical power had a threat to his life, they did not limit himself to have no way out. He practiced Tianshu martial arts, which used to be called anti-God, so he was not limited by any magical power. Of course, at this time In the face of the attacks around him, even if he is not limited by his magical power, it is still a little difficult to leave.

Lin Feng showed the wind and water, and the speed of the flying swords spinning around him suddenly became faster. At the same time, all the energy around him approached him, forming monsters of various shapes beside him, including dragons, tigers, lions, and rocs...< /P>

While improving his momentum, Lin Feng also called out the sword spirit to protect his body, with a faint layer of green light on his body, so at this time, he stood in the air like a sharp sword.

137 true disciples of the temple palace came to Lin Feng's side in an instant. At this time, the whole space began to show a distortion, and all people wanted to put Lin Feng to death.

However, when these people were just close to the range where they could attack Lin Feng, Lin Feng roared out, and in an instant, the flying swords that revolved around him and the various momentum hovering around him flew out in an instant.

Lin Feng made a move. The whole space is like a vast grassland with thousands of horses, and nothing can be an obstacle to these swords.

Li Jing saw Lin Feng stop the attack of 137 people in Ziwei Palace. She was surprised and said, "I didn't expect that I hadn't seen him for a few days. My brother's cultivation was so high."

Fan Xii silently stared at all these changes. After Li Jing had just finished speaking, he took it and said, "I'm afraid that everyone thinks that this is the full blow of his brother, but in fact, the next is the most deadly attack."

Fan Nui said, and his eyes moved to the 137 true disciples in the temple palace. At this time, all the people melted Lin Feng's strength, but their speed suddenly slowed down a lot.

Lin Feng felt that these people were approaching him at a speed that could not cover their ears, and a seemingly empty smile appeared on his face. He secretly said, "It's just right to come together. It's not in vain for me to use the moment again." Lin Feng thought that he had begun to run his true spirit. Now, Lin Feng's cultivation has reached the level of what Emperor Aofeng said, so although exerting instantaneous seconds will cause certain damage to his body, it is not as likely to die as before.

One hundred and thirty-seven gas fell on Lin Feng's body, and at this moment, a purple light flashed on Lin Feng's body. The light just overflowed outside the body and swept out in an instant. Not only did it dissipate one hundred and thirty-seven gas, but when the light hit these people, all Everyone froze in an instant.

Lin Feng quickly withdrew his life and shouted at the same time, "Go to hell." He said that he grabbed a handful in the void and grabbed a wisp of air. The ray of air rotated along his gesture, and then began to liquefy, and then solidified into an ice sword. Finally, Lin Feng threw his arm and flew out like lightning, stabbing all the 137 people who were frozen as if they had life. When he broke through the last true disciple, the ice sword finally melted and disappeared into a wisp of air.

"A person who can exert the sword spirit to this limit, it seems that he has a sword spirit for a day or two, at least for many years." Fan Nui saw Lin Feng's move in an instant, and then killed the true disciples of the whole temple palace with one sword. He couldn't help but be puzzled. He raised his hand and touched his jaw and thought about it alone.

However, at this time, Fan and several people obviously felt that the earth trembled. When they came to their senses, everything began to rotate, and seven pillars of light rose in the direction of the seven treasures of the temple palace at the same time.

At this time, everything is rotating with Lin Feng as the center of the circle, and what Fanxii and the three people can't understand is that some things rotate clockwise, while some rotate counterclockwise, and the reincarnations are staggered...

"The Wheel of Fate..." Suddenly, Fan Xii exclaimed, and his face changed greatly. Suddenly, a sword flew out of his waist and instantly broke the air wall that "stuck" them. At the same time, Fan Xier took a step forward, and the man flew out and went straight to Lin Feng.

"The Wheel of Fortune?" Although Lin Zheng didn't know what the Wheel of Destiny was, when he saw that Fan Xiyi mentioned the name, he seemed to have lost his soul. He knew that something was wrong and asked Li Jing, "What is this?"

Li Jing's face was as pale as paper. She looked at Lin Feng in the pillar of light, shook her head slightly and said, "It's nothing. Now I'm afraid no one can save her brother." Li Jing said that tears came out of her eyes in an instant and slid down the corners of her eyes.

Lin Zheng's body trembled. He looked up at Lin Feng, who was in the wheel of fate, and shouted out, "Brother, I'm here to save you..." With that, he also flew straight forward.

Li Jing didn't stop her. She looked at it quietly, but tears couldn't stop sliding down at the corners of her eyes...

At this time, Lin Feng was in the eyes of the wheel of fate. He only felt that all life was leaving him. This empty pain was far more painful than the first instant. However, when he saw Fan Xian and Lin Zheng flying straight towards him desperately, he was already confused. He tightened up and tried to run his true spirit. He waved his palm out and shouted loudly, "Dangerous, don't come here..."

The palm waved out and hit Fan Nui's body. Fan Nui swept backwards in an instant, just hitting Lin Zheng's body. Then both of them flew back. When they fell, the ground also rotated with the rotation.

"Don't..." Fan Xi's eyes suddenly became red and swollen, and the water curtain in his eyes suddenly came out of his eyes, watching Lin Feng's figure become sparse in the pillar of light like a helpless child.

"Lin Feng..." Fan Xian cried like a tearing voice, and the bones on her face suddenly changed and finally returned to her original face.

When Lin Zheng realized that Fan Nui was no longer Fan Nui, he couldn't help taking a step back, shook his head slightly and said, "Who the hell are you... you?"

Mu Zhiye's eyes closed tightly and did not answer Lin Zheng's words, but his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

At the moment when shepherd ambition closed her eyes, sparse pictures suddenly appeared in her mind:

Eight years ago, on the Muhuo Volcano on the Yunmeng Continent, Lin Feng fought against the heroes. Finally, he was secretly calculated by Minghao. Lin Feng fell into the Muhuo Volcano. At that time, as at this time, she was full of helplessness. The only thing she could do was to draw his sword and smooth everything...

In his memory, Mu Yayeazi saw himself roaring like a madman looking at the burning volcano, tears fell down, and then the sword slowly rose with her body, and all the airflow was approaching her sharply.

With the picture in her memory, Mu Yawei's body seemed to have merged with herself in her memory. At this time, she was the same as at that time, and her body floated up, and all the airflow was approaching her.

Lin Zheng had been photographed by the strength of herdsman's ambition. He stopped talking. Looking at the rising herdsman's ambition, he suddenly became at a loss and stood still. He could not save Lin Feng or avenge Lin Feng. He could only stood helplessly.

And at this time, a shocking thing happened in full view of the public, that is, the konjac holy flower over the Ziwei Palace finally disappeared.

Of course, the disappearance of the konjac holy flower is a good thing for the people in the temple palace, because Lin Feng, which has always been believed to be related to the konjac holy flower, is difficult to fly. Therefore, as long as the konjac holy flower disappears, the ancient language will not be broken. However, this is not the case, because the petals of the konjac flower disappear. After losing, a man appeared, and he was Lin Rong, who was swallowed up by the konjac flower earlier.

"The Jiuxiao Temple has shocked the world, and Fengrong's gathering is silent."

At this time, Bilei, who was embarrassed to stand in the corner, saw Lin Rong standing above Ziwei Palace emitting colorful divine light. He unconsciously chanted this sentence, and his fists were also tightly clenched in an instant and whispered, "I have forgotten him. It turned out that it was not Lin Feng who really destroyed the temple palace, but Lin Rong. . "

And now, Bi Lei suddenly felt that the whole temple palace was shaking again. He quickly turned his eyes away and happened to see Mu Yaye standing high in the sky.

"Ah...why is it her?" Bilei naturally remembered Mu's ambition. At that time, if it hadn't been for Mu's ambition in time when he was in Zhenmo Tower, Lin Feng would not have lived until now. Now he can see Mu's ambition, and he can't help but feel a trace of appre from the bottom of his heart.

The swordsmanship of Mu Yaye comes from Tianmen, and what she has learned is the sword of gods and ghosts - the sword of Zhushen.

All the airflow converged on the sword of pastoral ambition. For a moment, there was a thin layer of white fog on the sword.

"A sword of the god of death." With the light roar of Pastoral ambition, a charming light tilted from the sword of Pastoral ambition, and the whole temple was suddenly shrouded in a dead silence. At this time, she can be said to be completely shrouded in resentment, just like eight years ago, even if she slaughtered all the world, she would avenge Lin Feng.

The sword of the god of the god of death, even the god of heaven is afraid of the sword of the god of death, is now used in the eyes of the public, and in an instant, all people seem to see their own ending.

This sword is issued under the extreme anger of Pastoral's ambition, so there is no vitality under this sword, leaving only the endless breath of death.

The sword is so beautiful that people dare not look up, and the whole space is torn apart by this sword.

Suddenly, at the moment when the sword light fell, a purple light flashed in the eyes, and then the spinning earth suddenly stopped, but there was no Lin Feng in that place.

"Brother..."

Lin Zheng saw that Lin Feng had completely disappeared and roared helplessly.

The sword light of the city fell, and everything trembled slightly under the light of the sword. The disciples of the temple were all quiet at this moment, waiting for the arrival of the sword with the power of the god as if waiting for the judgment of death.

Suddenly, everything quietly stood still, and the light of the sword suddenly stopped.

Mu Yawang was slightly stunned. When she fixed her eyes, she happened to see the nine-day demon king Bilei rising angrily. Then she saw Bilei's arm down, and the sword light disappeared in an in an eye.

"With my nine-day demon king here, the little descendants, don't be presumptuous."

Bilei, the demon king of the nine heavens, looked at Mu Yai and said harshly.

However, at this moment, Lin Rong's exclamation suddenly came from the sky: "Young master..."

With Lin Rong's drink, the clouds in the sky turned upside down. For a moment, they changed from a clear sky to dark clouds, black clouds churned, and lightning and thundered between the clouds, just like the end of the world...

This momentary change made everyone below feel unprepared. They were stunned one by one, looking straight up at Lin Rong, who was like death in the sky.

"The thunderous blow of Tianlei." Lin Rong waved the overlord's gun and turned into a circle beside him. All the thunder and lightning fell on Lin Rong's gun. For a moment, a flash of lightning appeared on Lin Rong's body.

Boom...

As soon as Lin Rong's arm was toss, the overlord gun flew straight down with the sound of wind and thunder all over the sky.

"Demon Temple, I want you to go and bury the young master, ah..." Lin Rong roared and came straight down with the overlord gun.

Lin Rong's body was full of dazzling electric light, and when he took action, the churning black clouds and flashing thunder and lightning also went straight down with him.

Boom...

With a loud noise, the overlord's gun fell on the place where Lin Feng disappeared earlier. For a moment, the whole temple palace shook. Like an earthquake, all the tall and majestic buildings within a hundred miles suddenly collapsed.

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"The dragon vein is destroyed... The dragon vein is destroyed..."

Suddenly, someone trembled and exclaimed.

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For a moment, all the people were confused and panicked one by one.

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"All the seven elders are dead..."

While others were panicked, someone sent this more shocking news.

"Lin Rong destroyed the dragon veins of the temple palace, so all the seven elders were devoured, so..."

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At this time, under the King Rongba's gun, dark red blood slowly flowed.

It turned out that Lin Rong just destroyed the dragon vein of the temple palace with a shot full of wind and thunder, and the temple palace that could be invincible for thousands of years relied on this dragon vein, and the wheel of fate was launched by the dragon vein. When Lin Rong destroyed the dragon vein, the power of the wheel of fate that had not disappeared was devoured back, so that All seven elders were killed.

"What kind of shot is this? It can destroy the dragon vein between heaven and earth. Has the power of the konjac holy flower all been transferred to the body?" At this time, Bilei and Mu Yaye stopped, and their eyes turned to Lin Rong.

The temple palace has almost collapsed. At this time, there are ruins everywhere, but because everyone is not an ordinary master, there are not many other casualties except that the people who are too close to Lin Rong were destroyed by the wind and thunder.

The black clouds in the sky were still churning, and the lightning fell on Lin Rong. It seemed that these thunder and lightning had been completely integrated with Lin Rong, which shocked those disciples of the temple and palace.

"Ah..." Lin Rong seemed unable to accept the fact that Lin Feng was destroyed by the wheel of fate. He roared, shook his wrist, and the overlord gun flew out with a dark red blood, and went straight to Bilei like wind and rain.

"It's all because of you. I'm going to kill you and avenge the young master."

At dawn, everything was extinguished by Lin Rong's overlord gun. As long as his gun crossed the place, it was a dead silence, and those people were destroyed without even the time to react.

When Bilei, the nine-day demon king, saw Lin Rong flying unstoppably, his body suddenly became sparse, and then turned into a dark gas and scattered in all directions. When Lin Rong came to the position of the nine-day demon king Bilei just now, there was only a faint wind blowing here, and there was no shadow of the nine-day demon king.

"Bastard, come out. If you have guts, don't leave." Lin Rong didn't see the figure of the Nine Heavenly Demon King. He suddenly became angry and roared and waved a shot out. The shadow of the gun flew several feet away. The shadow of the gun passed by was another piece, and everything was destroyed, including those disciples of the temple.

Mu Zhiya has recovered at this time. His body flashed and came to Lin Rong's side and said, "Well, don't kill innocents indiscriminately. In order to stop my sword of the God, he is now exhausted. Even if he escapes, he won't live long."

Lin Rong was stunned for a moment. He had never seen the true face of Mu's ambition. He couldn't help saying, "You..."

Pastoral ambition no longer stopped. He turned around and walked straight out. As he walked, he said, "I only came for Lin Feng in my life. Now that Lin Feng is dead, it doesn't matter to you who I am. I won't go back to Yuhua Gate. We have nothing to do with each other in the future." With that, his body fluttered a few times and disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

When Lin Rong's anger disappeared, the dark clouds dispersed all over the sky and returned to the sunny days of the earlier sun. However, at this time, it was already the sunset, and the remnant red illuminated the now broken temple palace to be extremely desolate. No one could associate it with the temple palace that was once known as the Oriental Pearl.

Li Jing came out of the crowd and said, "She is Fan Xian, a swordsman who exists like a god. We have been fooled by her. If she wanted to leave, the people of the demon temple would never have a chance to bring us here. If so, the senior brother would not..."

Li Jing said with tears in her eyes again.

[Lin Feng will not die. After the baptism of the wheel of fate, his memory will begin to recover, and soon break with Yuhuamen, which is inexorable to the whole fairy gate]