Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 1721 Rank Eight Skeleton King! (1 more)
Going deep all the way, with the guidance of the cheap donkey, it was not difficult for Ling Feng to find the sword mound.

Because of Wang Bodang, Ling Feng held his breath in his heart. He hoped to become stronger as soon as possible more than ever.

However, he was not too eager for quick success. Walking in the fourth floor of the underground palace, every moment, under the pressure of the invisible sword, Ling Feng could feel the two great sword intents in the depths of his spiritual sea. , is rising!
At this moment, it has almost reached a bottleneck period, and it is only a matter of the last step to upgrade from the great completion of the sword intent to the level of the small perfection of the sword intent.

"Pause."

Suddenly, the voice of a cheap donkey came from my mind.

In the tone, there is a three-point solemnity.

"Boy, we may have a big harvest this time!"

The cheap donkey said proudly: "If there is a benefit, don't forget to share it with me!"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, "It's as if I don't want you if I don't know."

"Hmph, the harvest this time is definitely beyond your imagination!"

The cheap donkey took a deep breath and began to lead Ling Feng the way.

After a while, with the perception of the cheap ass, Ling Feng really found a sword mound that looked unique.

"It's terrible, this is an ancestral sword mound!"

The cheap donkey laughed loudly, "I said boy Ling Feng, you are really lucky this time, ancestor class!"

Ling Feng raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose, luck is such a thing...

After being selected by the setting sun, his luck power has reached the level of Baizhang Tianlong. If his luck is not good, there are probably not many people who can be considered lucky.

"Ancestral Sword Tomb!"

Looking at the huge sword tablet in front of him, Ling Feng secretly had some expectations in his heart. In this way, in this sword mound, there should be a sword inheritance left by a certain ancestor-level strongman.

Grandfather!
One must know that the saint-level powerhouse is already the existence that Ling Feng can only look up to, and the ancestor-level powerhouse is almost the existence standing at the pinnacle of this world.

"Hurry up and open it!"

The voice of the cheap donkey was also a little excited, "The ancestral sword mound may have more than one treasure. Wow, boy Lingfeng, you should understand the truth of the so-called half of the meeting!"

Ling Feng rolled his eyes, "It's useless to give you the inheritance of swordsmanship!"

"It's useless to use this beast! Don't accept it!" The eyes of the cheap donkey are burning, if it is swordsmanship or the secret method of kendo, the cheap donkey will naturally not need it, but if it is some treasure that can strengthen the body and the power of spiritual consciousness, the cheap donkey will definitely fight with Ling Feng Stalker.

Taking a deep breath, Ling Feng pressed his palm up as usual.

Suddenly, an astonishing chill hit, almost freezing Ling Feng's whole body.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, and he quickly urged the fourth-order swallowing flame to dispel the chill, and then injected his own sword intent into this huge sword tablet.

"No, boy Ling Feng, be careful!"

At this moment, the cheap donkey let out another exclamation.

Ling Feng quickly withdrew his palm, and at this moment, some unusual changes had taken place in the sword mound in front of him.

"Ccrunch! Crunch!"

As if a stone door had been pushed open, the next moment, a creepy sound seemed to emerge from the Nine Nether Hell.

Immediately afterwards, from the split sword mound, a white skeleton arm suddenly protruded!
Just the protruding arm bones are actually thicker than Ling Feng's thighs. One can imagine how huge the whole skeleton will be after crawling out.

"Gravekeeper demon spirit!"

The cheap donkey roared, "Boy Lingfeng, I forgot to tell you that this ancestral sword mound is usually guarded by demon spirits!"

"Damn, you can forget this!"

Ling Feng cursed loudly, the breath of the demon spirit made him tremble.

"We've never met this before!"

There was a bit of trembling in the donkey's voice, "Fuck, this is probably an eighth-rank Skeleton King, this fuck, half-holy! Hurry up and kill him before he crawls out!"

The cheap donkey roared, his tone extremely anxious. (PS: The eighth level here is similar to the level of monsters.)
"Destroy him?"

When Ling Feng heard it, the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly.

Is this a half-holy rank?

You are definitely kidding me!

However, Ling Feng still directly took out the Yi Shenbow, and then took out the bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows, and the eighty dragon elephants' divine power pushed them to the extreme, and they fired three arrows at once, and shot them fiercely.

Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Three sounds of piercing the sky sounded at the same time, and the substantial dark golden rainbow, wrapped in unparalleled terrifying power, shot fiercely at the skull of the eighth-rank Skeleton King.

boom! boom! boom!
Sparks flew, and the three bloodthirsty soul-chasing arrows were all bounced away, and the huge skull was intact!

Ling Feng gasped, the bow and arrows at the level of immortals, plus the divine power of eighty dragon elephants, couldn't shake the Skeleton King at all!
"Roar!"

With a roar, it was as if tens of thousands of tons of explosives exploded in the void at the same time, and the gust of wind caused Ling Feng to be knocked back more than ten steps.

Ling Feng stuck Shi Fang Ju Mie on the ground, drew a long sword mark, and barely managed to stabilize his body.

"hateful!"

Ling Feng swallowed hard, a semi-holy Skeleton King, and an ancient-level semi-holy one, how can he deal with it?

(End of this chapter)