Shengxian

Chapter 672 Death God Sword Valley
The avatar of Lin Feng's magic weapon was originally transformed from a high-grade middle-grade Taoist weapon, and its nine levels of combat power came from the disk of fate.So it is very easy for him to hide his power breath, and it is also very clever.As long as the main body does not manifest, who knows his official strength.

The death scythe cut to the neck of Lin Feng's avatar in an instant, but there was a crisp clang, and the low-grade middle-grade Taoist weapon was unexpectedly cracked by the shock, and Lin Feng's avatar was only slightly shaken.

"It's such a strong physical strength, it can't even break through low-grade middle-grade Taoist weapons." The attacking guard was stunned for a moment, the hairs all over his body exploded, and a stick hit him on the head.

The violent force directly overwhelmed him, and the Daoying in the Zifu space was instantly melted.

A pinnacle semi-saint was directly blown away by the ghost bone dragon staff, and such a strong person is a first-class existence in the Happy Holy Land. After countless times of life and death, they were selected from thousands of thousands of people. They are all ruthless The murder weapon, the demon name is prominent.

But such a peak half-sage didn't even have a chance to retreat, and the person who made the shot was only a peak half-sage.

"Is he hiding his strength?"

This is what everyone thinks.

Lin Feng's avatar opened its mouth and sucked in the blood mist directly. His body needs a lot of power of rules, and the world of the third layer needs infinite power of rules to nourish it.

"This deity can be regarded as an old man. You don't even have the minimum respect, so what's the use of you." Lin Feng's avatar murmured a few times, ignoring that young master Xiaoyao, and flew forward on his own.

"Young master, the sickle guard was killed, so let him go?"

Young Master Xiaoyao finally had a trace of anger on his always smiling face, and a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, "The saint of all battles defeated the hundreds of junior saints in my Xiaoyao Holy Land back then, which made our reputation very low, and it is a shame to our Happy Holy Land. This The old guy held his natal Taoist weapon from back then, and killed me in an instant, the half-holy peak of the sickle guard. This person must not be simple. But as long as he is not sanctified, he will not be able to escape from the palm of my son. The sickle guard, capture him When we arrive at Death God Sword Valley, I want to discuss it with those from the Demon Sect."

With a wave of Mr. Xiaoyao's hand, hundreds of sickle guards were immediately separated from him, turning into a flowing light, covering the clone of Lin Feng who was moving forward.The hundred low-grade middle-grade Taoist implements cut out ripples, and nearly 200 billion combat power blasted past.

"These cold and ruthless sickle guards are quite suitable to be my Ascension Sect's enforcers." Lin Feng's avatar didn't want to have any grievances with that Happy Holy Land, after all, there are so many strong people in this world of Three Emperors.Even the corner sect of the Yin Yang Sect has an unfathomable Dzogchen sage, not to mention the Happy Holy Land who dares to challenge the Yao Sect.

But now he found an excuse, even if they approached him in the future, there was nothing he could do.It is blatant contempt for a mere peak semi-sage to dare to attack a saint. A saint is a person who has been favored by heaven and belongs to the true spokesperson of heaven.Walk through time, educate all living beings, and leave a tradition of inheritance.

No matter how old you are, Mr. Xiaoyao, you are not qualified to challenge the saint.

"Hmph, you are courting death." Lin Feng's avatar turned around abruptly, his aura changed suddenly, and he opened his mouth to roar, and the sky and the earth were spinning.Cui's sound wave skills were pushed to the extreme, and the formation formed by the hundred sickle guards was blasted to pieces, and each of them flew out like small shrimps.

"The juniors who don't know how to live or die, all become slaves of this deity." Lin Feng's avatar said this in a supreme tone, stretched out his hand, and those hundred sickle guards were captured and imprisoned in one body and sent to the realm of the main body. They are all dragons, and they all turn into snakes when they get there.

The disciples of Xiaoyao Holy Land were indeed from the High Pope's background. Under such circumstances, they quickly suppressed their inner fear and surrounded the dragon chariot layer upon layer.The Young Master Xiaoyao on the dragon chariot was pale at the moment, and the corners of his mouth were trembling with fright.

The old guy in front of him is definitely not a saint, but the power of that roar just now definitely exceeds 500 billion combat power.A peerless peak powerhouse, so powerful.

"Could it be that he failed to challenge the position of the sage?" Young Master Xiaoyao's status in the Holy Land of Xiaoyao is extraordinary, and he knows secrets that many people don't know.In the world of cultivating immortals, there are also some talented monsters who have obtained a romantic relationship and hoped to hit the Dao of Saints, but due to some reasons, they unfortunately failed.But such a person is stronger than ever before.

Such people also have a kind of call 'false saint'.

False saints are the real terrifying powerhouses in the realm of Taishang Dazun, but there are too few such people, and even tens of thousands of years may not be able to produce one, so there are few rumors about "false saints" in the world of cultivating immortals .

The old man in front of him is undoubtedly a false saint, and his background may be a disciple of the Demon Sect, otherwise how could he have the natal Taoist weapon of the saint of all battles.

Lin Feng collected the hundred sickle guards, shot his gaze at the Xiaoyao Company, and said with a grin: "I also took the remaining hundred sickle guards, and it will be your compensation for offending me. Of course, it depends on As for the members of our two sects who have some relationship, this deity will not do anything to you. I am also unwilling to fight against the saint behind you. If you continue to be presumptuous, even if you summon the Dharmakaya in the holy talisman, this deity is still capable Kill and refine you on the spot."

After finishing speaking, Lin Feng's avatar grabbed it again, and kept killing it with its huge claws. This time, the combat power of 500 billion was vividly displayed, and it was a real force, enough to kill the whole team.

The remaining hundred sickle guards had been trained to become machines long ago, and there was no trace of panic in their eyes. Instead, they roared at the same time, and hundreds of beams of light converged into a single attack.

In vain, the magic hand directly shattered the counterattack, suppressed it without stopping, and imprisoned the hundred sickle guards together.

"Those one-horned and two-winged celestial horses are also good, and the deities have also been taken away." Lin Feng's avatar not only took away those celestial horses, but not even the female deity above them.Those who can accompany this young master Xiaoyao with a strong background are all of good aptitude, and it is very good to catch him back and strengthen his own sect.What's more, if you join the Feisheng sect, you will be treated equally. There is no such dark infighting or frame-up in the big religion.

The aura fluctuations between the heaven and the earth gradually calmed down, Young Master Xiaoyao's face was livid, and besides the two empresses who were pale with fright, there was nothing around him.

Even the three-headed and two-horned fairy dragon let out a mournful cry, unable to stand in mid-air, and wanted to land.

"Take the deity to the Death God Sword Valley." The words of Lin Feng's avatar were unquestionable, and the three-headed fairy dragon forcibly controlled the fear in his heart, and pulled up the dragon chariot again.The remaining venerables and monks also regrouped, their momentum low.

"When you arrive at Death God Sword Valley, I will show you the methods of my Happy Holy Land." Young Master Xiaoyao calmed down, pushed the two female lords beside him aside, and sat on the dragon carriage.He is also from a great religious background, with a prominent status, and he is a direct bloodline in Xiaoyao Holy Land, so his mental quality is hard.

With a monster like Lin Feng's avatar following along, the marching team became very quiet, without that majestic momentum.

Along the way, I encountered many powerful sects, but the signs of the Happy Holy Land were very obvious. Those religions only sent some peerless peak half-sages to greet them, and did not exchange too many greetings.If it was in normal times, Mr. Xiaoyao would definitely flirt with them and leave behind his name as Mr. Xiaoyao.

One month later, Lin Feng's avatar finally saw a Tianshan barrier that stretched for hundreds of millions of miles. This barrier looked very abrupt between the sky and the earth, like a crouching dragon sleeping.

"Fellow Daoist, that is the God of Death Sword Valley, will you enter with us, or..." Young Master Xiaoyao was worried all the way, but now he saw the barrier of Tiantian Mountain, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

There are three saints from the Happy Holy Land in the Death Sword Valley, one of them is a high-ranking saint, and with the protection of the Holy Talisman of Enlightenment on him, the fear in his heart has also faded a lot, and he finally spoke in a month.

Lin Feng's avatar looked into the distance for a while, and said calmly: "This deity also wants to meet the saints in Xiaoyao Holy Land, and see what they can do with this deity?"

Young Master Xiaoyao couldn't help being stunned for a moment, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he finally saw a guy who was ten times more arrogant than him.Even if you are a disciple of Renzong, even if you are related to the saint of hundreds of battles, in the eyes of a real saint, you are still a grasshopper who can't stand on the stage, and you can't even jump if you want to.

"Young Master Xiaoyao is here, hurry up and pave the avenue of glory." A rough voice sounded, and immediately saw a huge gap in the barrier of Tianshan Mountain, and a long rainbow of power shot out, evolving into a flat avenue, exuding a touch of glory. Light.

"Good trick. What the hell is this Death God Sword Valley? It can actually simulate the light of glory." Lin Feng's avatar saw through the essence of the road of glory at a glance. The light was only similar to the light of glory, but it was not real. light of glory.

But to greet Young Master Xiaoyao in this way, this guy must be too big.

"Fellow Daoist, please."

A smile appeared on the corner of Lin Feng's avatar, and he stepped onto the road of glory.

"Sharp sword intent, soft sword intent, domineering and hard sword intent, sly sword intent, upright sword intent... I never thought that I could feel so much sword intent in this glory power. There are quite a lot of secrets hidden in the Valley of Excalibur." Just as Lin Feng's avatar was about to reach the end of the Avenue of Glory, several rough voices rang out.

"Young Master Fuyao is here, Young Master Huangfu is here, Young Master Xifeng is here, and Princess Lelin is here, opening the road of glory."

The four high-grade and low-grade Taoist artifacts broke through time and space and descended, turning into four magnificent and huge spaceships. The aura on them was so strong that it was stronger than the previous young master Xiaoyao.

"It's evil, why are you all juniors?"

(End of this chapter)