Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 4030 The "reborn" Xuanyou ancient coffin!

Rumble!
The gigantic statue of the Seven Evil Gods of Sin began to move its limbs and joints under the control of the seven sin priests.

In an instant, the sky and the earth trembled, and the whole world seemed to be shaking violently.

Pharos huddled at the entrance of the cave, not daring to take a breath.

Even a half-powerful man like him could actually feel a tremor coming from the depths of his soul when faced with such a terrifying evil god's aura.

In an instant, the yin-yang fish floated in Ling Feng's eyes, and the third vertical pupil at the center of his eyebrows suddenly opened.

"With this level of Emperor's Eye, you cannot resist the power of the Evil God!"

Atop the Arrogant Colossus, Wan Cheng stared at Ling Feng coldly, "Boy, just show your Eyes of the Blood-Rage Emperor. That's still a little bit interesting."

The bodies of the other six great priests, fused with the power of the evil god, have almost transformed into the same form as the evil god.

Gluttony Priest Yue Que has a pair of huge scaly wings growing out of his back, and his forehead is covered with dense eyes. All the eyes are spinning around, covered with bloodshot eyes, filled with the desire for food.

Lust Priest Shanya has turned into a monster with the head of a human and the body of a snake. The green body is covered with scales, and the long hair behind her has turned into venomous snakes. It looks extremely strange.

fury……

envy……

greedy……

lazy……

While the priests of each temple transformed into demons, Wan Cheng from the Arrogant Temple held his spear high in the air, with three pairs of black wings growing out of his back. With him as the center, a cloud of black mist swept across and erupted.

The terrifying black mist was filled with an aura of destruction and depravity.

The many negative emotions brought about by the breath of the evil god alone are enough to make any monk with a weak heart sink forever.

However, Ling Feng's state of mind cultivation has already reached a state of transcendence, which is better than that of ordinary broken warriors.

A flash of red light in his eyes offset the black mist, and a statue of ghosts and gods exactly like him suddenly appeared behind him!

That Dharma statue was thousands of feet high. Although it was still small in front of the giant statues of the evil gods, it remained unmoved. It could resist the breath of the Seven Evil Gods and remained standing.

"Hurry up and end the battle!"

No one would have thought that the first person to take action would be Yanchuan from the Temple of Sloth.

"I still need to sleep after the fight!"

Yanchuan's lazy voice, under the blessing of the evil god's aura, repeatedly struck Ling Feng's spiritual sea with muffled thunder.

Hearing his voice, Ling Feng only felt his eyelids tremble, and he felt drowsy, as if he couldn't lift his spirits at all.

It turns out that the power of this lazy evil god is mainly based on spiritual attacks.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, he bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and immediately completely released the Forging Qi Hunyuan Lock in his body.

In an instant, the devilish energy surged, and the moment when the Hunyuan Immortal Tribulation started, Ling Feng's aura climbed a lot again, and the thousand-foot ghosts and gods finally broke through ten thousand feet, equal to those giant statues of evil gods.

Ling Feng's figure quickly climbed up in the Dharma Appearance, and then, with his hands spread out, everything in the ten directions was destroyed and split into two.

Left hand knife, right hand sword!

Behind him, the ghosts, gods, and Dharma figures also used their swords, their sharp edges soaring into the sky!
Roar!
In an instant, sword light and sword energy gathered like a dragon lake, and the sound of roaring was endless!
Ling Feng's eyes swept coldly, and with blood-wrathed eyes, he stared at the seven chief priests, "Come on!"

"boom!"

What responded to Ling Feng was the huge fist of the Furious Evil God Colossus!

This punch almost reminded Ling Feng of the colossus of the gods that he activated when he fought against Immortal Emperor Yu Bingqing's catastrophe!
If we say that what we were fighting against at the beginning was just the fist of a colossus of a god.

But at this moment, when he faced the loud noises of these seven evil gods, it was almost as good as resisting the seven giant statues of gods at the same time!

Ling Feng took a deep breath, crossed his swords, raised his head and let out a roar!
boom!
The giant statue of the evil god punched hard on the sword set up by the ghost and god.

Then, I heard a "bang" explosion, not only the sword was shattered, but even the arms of the ghosts and gods were also shattered in an instant.

Ling Feng's figure trembled violently in the air, blood boiled in his body, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Boy Ling Feng!"

Faros's eyelids twitched wildly. This was just after they met, and Ling Feng was actually injured?

Moreover, it was only the angry priest who took action!

He couldn't even imagine how tragic the scene would be when Wan Cheng made his move.

This kid is too trusting after all!

For a moment, Pharos felt his heart was in his throat.

If Ling Feng died, without his "protection", he would probably become the "food ration" of the Yue Que priest.

However, although Ling Feng was punched and vomited blood, the corner of his mouth curled up.

He is actually laughing!
"Boy, the challenge has begun and it cannot be stopped. If you only have this kind of strength, then go to hell!"

Wan Cheng raised his long spear high, and a blood-colored thunder fell, precisely aimed at the top of Ling Feng's head, and slashed down on the head.

crackle!

A loud thunder exploded in the sky, and when the bloody light flashed, Ling Feng's figure suddenly and strangely disappeared from everyone's eyes.

And when the blood thunder fell and hit Ling Feng's original location, the eyes of the Seven Sins Archbishop flashed with astonishment.

At some point, a silver mouthful appeared where Ling Feng had been...

coffin?

"This is?"

Greedy Archbishop Jing Yuan's eyelids twitched, and a green light flashed in his eyes.

He wants to keep all the treasures for himself.

"No matter what it is, it will explode!"

The jealous priest Shan Kun snorted coldly, and huge meteorites suddenly gathered in the sky, thinking that the silver coffin would fall down.

However, despite the meteorite crashing wildly against the coffin wall, it was unable to move at all!

"What a hard turtle shell!"

"Is this this kid's trump card?"

The seven priests looked at each other in shock. They did not expect that Ling Feng would use such means to delay time at the beginning.

Deep in the underground palace, the Archbishop looked at the scene in the light curtain, with a hint of astonishment flashing in his eyes.

"This kid, it's a shame he figured it out!"

The rule of this trial was that it was enough for Ling Feng to survive three tidal days under their continuous attacks.

Under this premise, any means can be used.You can use elixirs and magic weapons however you want, without any restrictions.

But even the Archbishop didn't expect that Ling Feng would shrink himself into a coffin as soon as he came up.

It is really……

The Archbishop didn't know how to evaluate him, so he could only say with a wry smile: "What a cunning boy!"

"That's not all!"

The Great Evil King smiled and said, "Why do you think he chose this time to challenge the Seven Sins Archbishop?"

"Uh..." The Archbishop was stunned, "Why is this?"

"The next three tidal days will probably be the shortest among the 1, no, even [-] tidal days in the future. The sum of the three tidal days is probably only equivalent to the outside world. About four or five hours."

The evil king said calmly.

"He He……"

The Archbishop's eyelids twitched wildly, "How long has he been here, and he can actually calculate the tidal pattern of the Bone Soul River?"

Even he has no clue about this.

You know, he has been in this exile for an untold long time, but he is still helpless.

"The tide of the Bone Soul River has no so-called rules."

The Great Evil King smiled, "However, the existence of this seat has affected the tide of the Bone Soul River to a certain extent. Therefore, what he has been studying is not the tidal law of the Bone Soul River, but is studying the tide of the Bone Soul River. !”

"This...how is this possible?"

The Archbishop was even more horrified, "How did he do it?"

"Only he, who also practices the art of mass killing, can do it."

The Great Evil King took a deep breath and said calmly: "Keep reading. Although that silver coffin is strong enough, it is still too naive to rely on it to last until the end of three tidal days."

……

Boom boom boom!
The seven great priests all controlled the evil god's colossal statue and began to bombard Ling Feng's silver coffin like a gust of wind and rain.

And this silver coffin was actually transformed from the ancient Xuanyou coffin.

For so many years, Ling Feng has actually been thinking that what he has to face is not just the sacrifice of the seven sins.

In the end, what he needs to deal with is the Immortal Emperor's catastrophe, which is even more terrifying than the Yu Bingqing Heavenly God Colossus.

He needs a magic weapon that can give him a chance to breathe.

The Xuanyou Ancient Coffin is the best choice.

Although the black coffin had been almost completely destroyed before, Ling Feng also had his own "maintenance master."

Intelligent life forms from the miraculous civilization, tentacle monsters.

He has been in this ghost place for three years, and the tentacle monster has never been idle.

As for the materials used to repair Xuanyou Ancient Coffin.

Ling Feng also directly chose the simplest and crudest method.

He directly asked the tentacle monster to dismantle the strongest defense modules on the God Killer.

In this way, it is combined with the magic circle of Xuanyou Ancient Coffin itself and the core reactor that uses Yuan Jing as its energy supply after the transformation of the tentacle monster.

The fusion of technological civilization and the way of the magic circle made this mysterious ancient coffin even harder than before.

And because the material used to reconstruct the ancient Xuanyou coffin was the metal plates dismantled from the Godslayer, the original black coffin was turned into a silver coffin.

"How about it?"

Inside the ancient coffin, the tentacle monster asked Ling Feng for credit, "Master, now you know how powerful I am! If you give me a few more years, I will be able to dismantle the entire Godslayer and completely destroy it." Transform this coffin."

"That's unnecessary."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. The God Killer had other uses. Disassembling the modules on the God Killer was also a critical situation and had to be done.

While smiling bitterly, he frantically poured fairy stones, fairy crystals, and even Hongmeng fairy crystals into the core reactor.

Although this baby has been transformed by the tentacle monster, it is even more indestructible.

However, the cost of maintaining this power is indeed not small.

It also means that Ling Feng's family background is deep, otherwise, he really can't bear such consumption.

"It's a pity that the energy core of the God Killer has been completely damaged. Otherwise, there is no need to waste time on reforming it. We can just release it and let them fight. It will be fine if it explodes for days and nights!"

The very humanized tip of the tentacle monster was wrapped around Ling Feng's neck. Although it had no face, it gave Ling Feng a rather depressed and annoyed feeling.

"Thanks to you for calculating the tidal pattern of the Bone Soul River!"

Ling Feng thanked the tentacle monster, "This intelligent life of yours is indeed intelligent enough!"

But it turns out that it was not Ling Feng who calculated the tidal pattern of the Bone Soul River.

When it comes to computing power, a hundred Ling Feng might not be able to match the tentacle monster.

Without the assistance of the tentacle monster, it would have been impossible for Ling Feng to calculate the tidal pattern of the Bone Soul River in such a short period of time.

The Great Evil King thought he had seen through everything, but in fact, he still failed to figure out that there was another variable in Ling Feng's body, the tentacle monster.

Even with his perspective, if he has never been exposed to the products of miraculous civilization, it would be difficult to understand such an existence that breaks common sense.

"Master, according to my calculations, with the current strength of the Xuanyou Ancient Coffin, even if you continuously invest in immortal crystals to maintain the core reactor, the materials that make up the Xuanyou Ancient Coffin have a load-bearing limit. Under the current circumstances, It can only last for about two hours at most before it exceeds its limit and breaks completely."

"That means I can hide in there for two hours at most, right?"

The tip of the tentacle monster tapped lightly, "Yes, Master."

Ling Feng took a deep breath. Naturally, he would not let the Xuanyou Ancient Coffin completely burst before leaving. In other words, he would leave the Xuanyou Ancient Coffin within two hours and confront the Seven Sins Archbishop head-on.

However, after delaying the time for two hours, there were only two hours left before the end of the three tidal days.

victory is in sight!

"Okay, tentacle monster, you go back first."

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed. Although he was protected by the Xuanyou Ancient Coffin during these two hours, it was also the time to accumulate strength.

Next, there are still two hours of hard battle to fight!
He clenched his fists and activated the mass killing technique.

The power of killing is like ice marrow, slowly flowing through the body.

Three years of penance, three years of accumulation.

It’s finally time for acceptance!
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(End of this chapter)