Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

"Are you a strong human being?"

Lin Feng responded casually without looking at this guy. His consciousness spread out and scanned the surrounding scene.

Although he may be powerful, this place is not in the Mountain and Sea world, without companions and many strong human beings around him.

This is Demon Race's territory, their home base!

Even if he is powerful, there is no guarantee that he can come and go freely.

Therefore, even though the most powerful bald Demon Race was only in the middle stage of the true god realm, Lin Feng did not have any intention of looking down upon him. He did not fight at all, but pushed him back and retreated immediately.

The strong human being caught in Lin Feng's hand obviously understood this, and did not make any sense of Lin Feng's actions. Instead, he closed his eyes and quickly circulated the energy in his body to recover from his injuries.

"Damnable humans, you will be buried here today! Want to leave? No way!"

"Give me my order to set up a small formation to kill the gods! Trap them to death!"

The bald Demon Race shouted loudly, and Nuo Da's roar spread rapidly outward like a shock wave.

But in an instant, it spread throughout the entire camp and resounded in the ears of many Demon Races.

Lin Feng's eyes froze when he heard this.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, many Demon Races below immediately stopped panicking.

Under the general command of many small bosses, they maintained their formations and became orderly.

A large number of winged Demon Races instantly rose into the air and blocked Lin Feng's front.

Although with Lin Feng's speed, it only takes less than half a second to get around them, but this half second is enough for the powerful Demon Race below to form many formations.

Sure enough, just after he had bypassed a bunch of Demon Races, a huge demon shadow condensed in front of Lin Feng.

Looking down, a Demon Race troop of about 40 people with horns on their heads and the same body bones as humans formed a special formation on the ground, and this phantom was formed by their formation.

Although this phantom could not reach the realm of divine fire, Lin Feng only used one palm to smash it. However, after such a delay, three more phantoms condensed and blocked the front.

"Brother, let me go. If it were you, it would be much easier to leave here with your own strength."

"I can see that you are many times stronger than me. If you want to leave on your own, they will never be able to stop you!"

"Bringing a burden like me with you will slow down your speed so much that if you don't leave, it will be too late!

Lin Feng shook his head slightly, without answering. He held his right hand in the void, and the long sword appeared in his hand.

He slashed out with sword energy, and the three phantoms immediately shattered.

The Demon Races who were maintaining their formation spit out a mouthful of blood and flew out at the same time.

After a few seconds of delay, the three-headed and six-armed Demon Race appeared in front of Lin Feng and attacked first.

His six arms fired six attacks at the same time, hitting Lin Feng's head, neck, heart, right arm, and left leg respectively.

These six attack points are all important parts. No matter which one is hit, Lin Feng will be seriously injured in an instant.

But Lin Feng did not panic at all in the face of the attack. He threw the strong human downwards, and two swords appeared in his hands at the same time. After a series of slashes, all six attacks were eliminated and scattered in the void.

When the three-headed Demon Race was stunned, a touch of sword energy appeared at the tip of Lin Feng's right sword, and then it quickly condensed into shape, and a terrifying power spread into the air.

The moment the three-headed Demon Race reacted, there was already a massive explosion of dead souls.

He only felt that his whole body was locked by this aura. No matter how he avoided it, the sword energy would follow him.

Fortunately, in this situation, he gave up dodge directly. His six arms were divided into three pairs, and they held the magic seals respectively.

Suddenly, three different special shields appeared in the air, standing in three different directions to form a triangular formation.

After the formation was formed, the centers of the three shields each emitted a ray of light, which intersected in the middle of the three rays of light and spread out at one point.

After that, this light turned into a ring, spread rapidly, and condensed into a circular shield about six meters in diameter in front of the three Demon Races.

At the moment when the shield was formed, Lin Feng flicked his right hand, and the sword energy immediately broke through the air, directly drawing a long void crack along the way, revealing the black void behind.

The three-headed Demon Race felt cold all over. Under this terrifying pressure, he could only grit his teeth and desperately increase the energy output of the shield.

He was horrified in his heart. The curse of this shield was very strong. Even a strong man from the True God Realm might not be able to break it with the same attack technique.

But under Lin Feng's ray of sword energy, he still felt some signs of being unable to hold on, and couldn't help but worry. He secretly cursed the bald Demon Race and others for coming to help.

The sword energy was getting closer and closer, and the pressure on the three-headed Demon Race was getting bigger and bigger. Finally, when he was nervous and apprehensive, the sword energy gap finally hit the shield.

However, after a moment of stalemate, the shield cracked instantly, and then shattered, with countless energy fragments scattered in the space.

They reflected strange brilliance and then fell down.

This scene is indeed very beautiful to others, but in front of the three-headed Demon Race, it is like an invitation from the god of death.

He was horrified, but before he had time to dodge, he heard a thud, and the one in the middle of the three heads was directly penetrated by the sword energy and finally exploded into pieces.

The remaining sword energy continued to fly towards the distance, and finally fell on a Demon Race camp on the ground, blasting a large crater more than ten meters deep on the bottom with a radius of hundreds of miles.

This was just the aftermath, and it was also because the heads of the three-headed Demon Race were moving too fast.

Otherwise, if (Zhao Hao) this sword energy is stuck in the chest and abdomen and then explodes, I am afraid that the three Demon Races will be blown up in this moment without even half of their hair left.

A feeling of fear surged in the heart of the three-headed Demon Race. When he came to his senses again, Lin Feng in front of him was still missing.

He was afraid, thinking that Lin Feng was coming to kill him, so his six arms held weapons and attacked crazily, trying to throw Lin Feng away.

Unfortunately, Lin Feng ignored him and flew directly downwards, catching the strong human before he fell to the ground and died.

".~ It scared me to death. I thought I was going to die! Brother, won't you be so scary next time? My little heart can't stand it!"

Lin Feng laughed and said jokingly.

"You even dare to enter the Demon Race camp alone, how can this little thing scare you?"

"After all, I died at the hands of Demon Race, but if I had fallen to death just now, I would have been really depressed."