Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Boy, you have to think about it. In the usual competitions, those lunatics may still take the Archbishop into consideration, and more or less, they will exercise some restraint and not dare to kill you. But for the final challenge, The Archbishop has personally said that they will never be allowed to hold anything back. In other words..."

Faros took a deep breath and stared at Ling Feng with a solemn expression, "You may really die in their hands."

Although after Ling Feng's death, these people may have to wait 1000 years before they can use the power of the source of time to break the restriction of the land of exile and leave this place.

But as long as they can leave, no matter what method or length of time, it doesn't make much difference to them.

"I see."

Ling Feng nodded slightly, the expression on his face was also heavy.

But time waits for no one.

In addition to the reason of cold-eating blood burial, Ling Feng roughly calculated that the next three tidal days are likely to be the shortest tidal days in the near future.

In the final showdown, Ling Feng not only had to face the joint siege of seven Sin Archbishops, but the length of the tidal day was also a very important variable.

If you choose a very long tidal day, one tidal day is worth several days in the outside world, then it goes without saying that it is basically a dead end.

But if you are lucky, a tidal day is only about an hour, or even less than an hour.

Then there is still some chance.

In the past three years, in addition to practicing, Ling Feng has also been paying attention to the length of the tidal days of the White Bone Soul River.

I can’t say it’s completely accurate, but it shouldn’t be too far off.

If his calculations are correct, then the next three tidal days are basically equivalent to about five hours in the outside world.

After resisting the attacks of seven sinners for several days and nights, Ling Feng felt that he had no chance.

But if it is five hours, then there is still a chance.

In the past three years, Ling Feng has never been idle for a moment.

He knew very well that the reason why the Archbishop arranged such a trial was to enable him to resist the Immortal Emperor's great calamity.

Therefore, in addition to his own cultivation, Ling Feng also prepared many backup plans.

"Since you have already made up your mind, I won't advise you."

Falos stared at Ling Feng, "In the past few years, thanks to you, I have improved a lot. If I can leave this place and return to the Demon Realm, I think I may be able to advance to the Broken Level soon. In total, I am I owe you a favor.”

After a pause, Pharos continued: "If you can really be promoted to Shattered, I can promise you to do something for you. As long as it is not betraying the demons or betraying the Queen, anything, as long as I can do it, I will do it for you. manage!"

"We are all brothers in distress, so why bother saying such things."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "We are all so familiar with each other, so why don't you do three things for me?"

"..."

Pharos's head darkened, "You kid is really..."

"Just kidding."

Ling Feng took a deep breath, adjusted himself, and then let out a low roar in the direction of the seven evil god statues.

"Seven seniors, boy Ling Feng, launches the final challenge to all seniors!"

Buzz!

As soon as the words fell, the entire space became extremely gloomy and depressing.

Above the sky, blood clouds were rolling and surging.

Then, a stream of evil energy burst out, and the seven statues of evil gods seemed to come alive.

The terrible evil spirit filled every inch of space, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Pharos quickly opened the defensive barrier, and he was in a panic in the corner of the cave.

These madmen suddenly erupted with such terrifying auras without even saying hello.

Moreover, it is more terrifying than before!
"Boy, give you a chance to regret it!"

On top of the statue of the Arrogant Evil God, Wan Cheng stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Ling Feng from a distance with a pair of sharp and cold eyes, saying word by word: "Otherwise, today will be your death anniversary."

"Xiao Fengfeng, although what Master Wan Cheng said is unpleasant, you should still listen to his advice."

Behind Shanya, snake hair danced wildly, and the power of the evil god merged with her, turning her originally fair skin into a strange turquoise color.

A pair of eyes also turned a strange pink color, and every word was filled with a seductive aura that made people's blood rush.

Ling Feng took a deep breath. Three years before their relationship became good, these guys all hid their secrets when they fought against him!

When they exerted all their strength, they were able to directly control the statue of the evil god under their feet and use it for themselves.

Fortunately, Ling Feng is not a fool.

Before a real life and death battle, the trump card is always in your hand.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The Priest Yue Que from the Temple of Gluttony stared at Ling Feng with a ferocious smile, "When we kill him later, remember to leave a complete corpse!"

While he was talking, the halazi flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

Yanchuan from the Temple of Sloth was still lying on the bed board he had brought with him, yawning and staring at Ling Feng with great dissatisfaction, "What a trouble! Why do we have seven of us to attack together? You can go up on your own, Wan Cheng." That’s enough!”

Wan Cheng snorted coldly and ignored Yanchuan. He just slowly took out a spear from the space magic weapon and pointed it at Ling Feng from a distance, "You still have a lot of time to continue practicing the mass killing technique. There is no need to seek death now. I will count. By ten, if you still haven’t taken back what you said before, I’ll treat you as ready. In this way, even if you die, the Archbishop can’t blame us!”

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

Wan Cheng actually started counting, and every word contained an extremely heavy sense of oppression.

"No need!"

Ling Feng interrupted Wan Cheng directly, "I have decided to challenge the seven seniors right now!"

"Very good, very good!" Wan Cheng burst into laughter immediately, "Arrogance, how arrogant! Boy, you should join my Temple of Arrogance!"

Buzz!

As Wan Cheng's words fell, thunder suddenly began to roll in the sky, which was already filled with blood clouds.

He was once a strong member of the Xuntian Thunder Clan. His power of thunder should have been the nemesis of all evil forces, but now, he has been trained into the evil Yin Thunder and Evil Thunder.

The dark red thunder pierced the sky and fell down from the sky.

The power of the violent evil god is suffocating.

Ling Feng gritted his teeth and directly used Destruction in All Directions.

Then, greed, rage, jealousy, gluttony, lust, laziness...

The six Sin Archbishops also released their evil god powers at the same time.

In an instant, the evil god statues under their feet opened their eyes at the same time.

Rumble!
Rumble!
The sky was filled with blood and thunder, and the evil gods seemed to have all awakened at this moment.

Then, an evil god rose from the ground, and his huge body began to rotate slowly.

Each evil god is tens of thousands of feet tall. The rocky body erupts with billowing evil energy, spreading endlessly to all directions.

And as the black energy enveloped them, those bulky-looking statues became more and more flexible.

This is simply the arrival of the evil god in the true sense!
Ling Feng took a deep breath, his scalp felt numb.

He thought that these lunatics had reservations before, but he didn't expect that there were so many reservations!

……

The deepest part of the Priest, in the underground palace.

"here we go!"

The Archbishop waved his sleeves, and a curtain of light appeared in the void. It was the scene where Ling Feng formally challenged the seven Sin Archbishops.

"Unexpectedly, this boy would actually choose to directly carry out the final challenge in such a short period of time."

There was a hint of worry on the archbishop's brow.

Although Ling Feng is indeed very evil, his progress in the mass killing technique is even more rapid.

But how could the Archbishop of Sin be an ordinary person?

What's more, within that space, they can exert the power of the evil god arbitrarily, and it is almost inexhaustible.

"In your opinion, what chance does he have of winning?"

The Great Evil King stared at Ling Feng in the screen and asked calmly.

"This……"

The Archbishop frowned, but finally sighed, "I'm afraid, less than [-]%."

The Great Evil King smiled. He knew that although the Great Master was not in that space, he had been paying attention to Ling Feng's every move almost every day since Ling Feng practiced in the Evil God's Cave.

Although, not long ago, Ling Feng was able to fight back and forth with the cooperation of six sinners.

But in fact, they have not yet invoked the power in the Evil God's statue.

Moreover, the strongest Wan Cheng did not join them.

Now, with the seven of them joining forces, the power of the seven deadly sins is fused, and the power that erupts is not a simple superposition.

That's almost a qualitative change.

"You underestimated him."

The Great Evil King took a deep breath and said slowly: "If he dares to challenge, I am afraid that all kinds of variables have been taken into account, and I am afraid that he has also prepared a lot of trump cards and back-ups."

After a pause, the Great Evil King continued: "However, with Wan Cheng's character, you have already said that you are not allowed to hold back, so he will definitely kill you."

"That……"

The Archbishop frowned and said, "Master, at the critical moment, do you want your subordinates to take action..."

"Do not."

But the Great Evil King shook his head, "Can you help him this time? When he goes through the tribulation, can you go into that place and help him?"

"I..." The Archbishop was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "No."

"Everything can only be done by himself!"

The Great Evil King said in a deep voice: "If he can truly practice the Great Killing Technique to a transcendent level, he can completely restrain the power of the evil god. This power of restraint will also be indispensable when he overcomes the tribulation. Therefore. , no one can help him, helping him at this time is equivalent to pushing him into the abyss, and he will definitely be in the great tribulation of the Immortal Emperor, and will never recover."

"My subordinate understands."

The chief priest nodded solemnly, "The Tiandao clan has only this last glimmer of hope left. I hope this kid will not perish like this."

"If this is really the case, it means that Yi Ting's Qi has not been exhausted."

The Great Evil King shook his head and sighed softly: "However, the inheritance of the Tiandao clan will not be cut off so easily. At least..."

"Master, do you think the mistress is still alive?"

"She is still alive, she must be alive! Otherwise, where do you think Ling Feng's great killing technique comes from? It can only be her, and it can only be her!"

The Archbishop was silent for a moment and said nothing.

In fact, the Tiandao clan was betrayed and almost the entire clan was slaughtered in a short period of time.

As the mistress has a noble status and outstanding strength, she must be the target of being "taken care of". The chance of her still being alive is probably very slim.

However, he would not dare to say this to the Evil King face to face.

His eyes were fixed on the scene in the Evil God's Cave, and suddenly his eyelids twitched, and he exclaimed: "Huh? What kind of method is this kid?"