The strongest talent tree

Chapter 1912 The Terror within the Second Restriction

"Hmph, you are lucky boy!"

Seeing that Tianming Suiyuan didn't deal much damage, Yao girl has become accustomed to it, and glanced at Xiaozui resentfully, thinking about finding her place again when the next move of Tianming Suiyuan kills.

Shen Lingtian was wondering why the damage of Destiny Kill was suddenly strong and weak, but he was suddenly awakened by Feng Hao rushing out of the shadows.

The fully charged [Nine Hell Soul Shadow Flash] roared past and passed directly through Shen Lingtian's body. Although it failed to deal the proper damage, it successfully drove [Destroy Life] into Shen Lingtian's body. .

However, it seemed that the life-eating insects were not very effective against Shen Lingtian. In the blink of an eye, the life-eating insects parasitizing in Shen Lingtian's body were crushed by the power of the [divine body].

Feng Hao was not surprised by this, after all, he did not expect to kill Shen Lingtian so easily.

The main purpose of fighting Shen Lingtian this time was to disrupt the actions of the Gods and prevent them from obtaining the inheritance of blacksmithing as much as possible.

"It's still the same sentence, wash your neck obediently and wait until my family wins the inheritance of the forging technique, it will be your death!" Putting down a harsh word, he turned around and rushed into the graveyard within the sword within the second level of restriction.

Feng Hao originally wanted to delay for a while, but was directly knocked back by the momentum of two powerful men from the Dingfa realm.

In desperation, Feng Hao could only find another way.

Seeing Shen Lingtian and the God Clan walking away, and other people from all walks of life frantically rushing into the sword cemetery within the second level restriction, Feng Hao couldn't help but feel helpless.

"No, we have to find a way to deal with the two masters of the Gods in the Dharma Realm. Otherwise, the blacksmithing inheritance is likely to fall into their hands." Feng Hao stared at the direction the Gods were walking away and pondered.

Yao Yatou also nodded in agreement: "That's right, as long as those two bad old men are around, no one else has a chance at all."

There is no way. Among the various people gathered in the Sword Cemetery this time, the Gods are undoubtedly the strongest among them, and the two Dingfa Realm powerhouses are also the only two Dingfa Realm powerhouses among all the people. Not their opponent.

Once the blacksmithing inheritance appears, all parties will fall into a melee stage, and other forces will simply not be able to capture the gods.

However, just as Feng Hao and Yao Yatou were thinking about how to change this situation, frightened screams suddenly came from the second level of restriction.

Hearing the screams coming from ahead, Feng Hao and Yaoyatou couldn't help but frowned.

"Let's go and check out the situation!" Feng Hao said sternly, and then carefully led the people in the temple and the beauties in Baihua Valley into the second level of restriction.

After a moment, he finally saw clearly what was happening in front of him.

On the sword cemetery ahead, large pieces of swords and weapons were actively pulled out from the ground like resurrected undead, and turned into dark blue war spirits.

Compared with the battle spirits encountered outside before, these battle spirit spirits in front of them are darker in color, and their aura is stronger. Coupled with the terrifying number, the various people rushing to the front can't stand it at all.

In this situation, even Feng Hao couldn't help but take a breath of air: "My dear, the second level of restriction is so dangerous, so how dangerous is the third and fourth level?"

"Xiaohong, and the brothers in the temple, you should retreat outside and wait for us." Feng Hao couldn't help but look at the people in the temple and Baihua Valley with a solemn expression, "If we continue at this pace, it will definitely be more dangerous inside. "

"Brother Feng Hao, we want to go with you!" The little red beauties said with firm eyes.When Feng Hao saw this, he couldn't help being a little bit dumbfounded: "Don't mess around, you will help me the most by going out and waiting."

"But……"

"It's nothing. Brothers of the Templar, I'll leave the girls of Baihua Valley to you." Feng Hao refused decisively and directly threw everyone in Baihua Valley to the Templar Knights.

Although the Templar Knights also wanted to stay and help, they also knew that their strength would not be of much help, but would instead hinder them.

After watching everyone evacuate from the Sword Cemetery, Feng Haocai relaxed under the car and turned to look at Mo Qiangu, "Mr. Mo, please go say hello to all parties. When it comes to the final battle, I hope Everyone joins forces to fight against the Gods."

"Then what should you do?" Mo Qiangu said with a frown.

"Okay, old man Mo, if you are told to go, you can go, where is there so much nonsense." Yao Yatou said impatiently: "Our current strength still needs your protection?"

Hearing this, Mo Qiangu couldn't help being slightly taken aback, then shook his head in embarrassment.

There was no way, as Yao Yatou said, with the current strength of Feng Hao and Yao Yatou, he no longer needed his protection, and even he himself was not necessarily the opponent of Feng Hao and Yao Yatou.

Thinking of this, Mo Qiangu had nothing to worry about. He immediately left in the air and began to secretly unite all forces.

Feng Hao and Yao Yatou looked at each other, nodded secretly, and began to secretly follow the movements of the Gods.

boom!boom!boom!
There are more and more battle spirits transformed into weapons, and the entire double restriction has become more and more chaotic. Feng Hao and Yao girl naturally joined the melee. The strength of the soul has also been roughly judged.

The strength of these fighting spirits within the second level of restriction is at least at the level of Fensha Realm. Thousands of fighting spirits gather together. Even magicians above the Derivative Realm do not dare to take it lightly.

What's more, except for the gods and some top forces, most of the people present are weapon refiners, and their combat power is generally low. Facing these endless fighting spirits, the casualties will be extremely heavy.

The originally mighty people from all walks of life were blocked in place, unable to move forward. Only the people from the God Clan, relying on the powerful strength of two Dharma Realm masters, fought their way into the Sword Cemetery step by step.

Such a difficult situation may not be a good thing for all parties, but for Feng Hao, it is good news.

After all, he didn't have much interest in the inheritance of blacksmithing. The reason why he followed was just to create a stumbling block for the Gods.

But as the battle continued, the situation changed unknowingly. Feng Hao originally thought that there should be one or even two levels of restrictions waiting for them among the two levels of restrictions. After all, considering the huge area of ​​the Sword Cemetery, , they are just going a little deeper now.

However, what happened next overturned Feng Hao's previous conjecture.

Behind the dense army of battle spirits, as more and more battle spirits fell, a huge and boundless palace group also appeared unconsciously, like a mirage.

And as more and more fallen fighting souls fell, the illusory palaces became clearer and more visible.

Seeing this scene, the crowds from all sides, who had been exhausted physically and mentally by the army of fighting spirits, once again burst out with strong fighting spirit, and everyone once again returned to their original madness.

(End of this chapter)