Gao Wu Arrives

That gleam of purple light was a purple-gold bronze lamp, an impeccable Taoist implement. Lin Feng didn't know who got it from, so he threw it out.

Although Zhang Daoyuan and others had been guarding Lin Feng, their greatest energy was still on the Shimen in front of them. No one had thought that Lin Feng would move faster than them.

Moreover, the shot was so decisive.

As a result, Zhang Daoyuan and others who were opening Shimen saw the purple light, and the cold sweat broke down instantly. They had no way to intercept them, and they could only watch the purple light crashing into the ancient chariot in the void behind them.

"Lin Fengyou##￥@!......"

A group of people cursed wildly in their hearts, and even the 18th generation of Lin Feng's ancestors directly greeted them.

At this moment, everyone's heart mentioned his throat.

That ancient chariot was three feet long, and its body was densely covered with knife marks and sword holes, rusty, full of vicissitudes, and seemed to decay and dissipate at any time.

"boom!"

The moment the Zijin hit, it exploded directly, and the raging purple flames overwhelmed the sky, surging in an instant.

The terrible breath, like the extinction of the world!

The vicissitudes of the ancient chariot uttered a hum, trembling violently, and then came the clanging sound of mountains and tsunamis, like countless sharp swords slashing on it, it was undergoing a terrifying battle.

The monstrous murderous intent radiated from it.

What was even more frightening was that it evoked a cascading reaction, and it was only a short moment. There were thousands of Taoist artifacts in this underground palace, and it seemed that they all came alive at the same time.

The ocean of murder and energy surged from all directions.

"Lin Feng!!" Zhang Daoyuan let out an angry roar.

All this is a long story, but it's just a moment. In the next second, the stone gate in front of them had already opened. But this Shimen at most allows three or four people to pass by at the same time. But they have more than twenty people.

Not only Zhang Daoyuan, but the eyes of this group of people are all red.

Lin Feng is so bad!

While they greeted Lin Feng's eighteenth generation ancestors frantically, they rushed forward frantically with red eyes.

......

"Lin Feng!!"

Feeling Zhang Daoyuan's hoarse roar behind him, as well as the overwhelming murderous intent that made people fall into an ice cave, hairs stand upside down, and Lin Feng suddenly shrank his neck.

Without saying anything, he directly sacrificed the bronze sacred cauldron, pulled Ji Yuxuan and jumped in, and then frantically urged, rushing directly to the front of the tunnel.

Just as he rushed only two or three hundred meters away, the tunnel behind him rushed into a dense, countless violent energy, which was full of swords, lights, swords and shadows.

Along the way, the entire tunnel suffered unprecedented destruction. The hard rock wailed and the rocks flew everywhere, and then the entire tunnel began to collapse and collapse.

"Qiangqiang—"

Lin Feng in the bronze sacred cauldron felt like a cannonball, being forced by strong energy to move forward madly. And this tunnel has become a gunbore!

Containing murderous intent and energy from ancient times, it hits the bronze **** cauldron with constant clanging voices, even if it is this handed down saint soldier, sparks are constantly emerging.

It lasted for almost ten seconds before everything ended.

When Lin Feng pulled Ji Yuxuan out of the bronze divine cauldron and looked back, he suddenly slapped his tongue.

The tunnels behind him were all blocked and sealed by boulders.