Gao Wu Arrives

Suddenly he raised his head and looked at Lin Feng who was rushing from below, his eyes were full of coldness and coldness, and he said, "You angered me!"

The old man of the Chiyan Sect seemed to be completely mad, breathing heavily, his chest undulating, torrential energy brewing and agitating in his body, rumbling like spring thunder.

Chixia and firelight flowed on him.

This person gradually turned into a group of crimson light in the high air, as if he had become a burning man. On his head, the sparse silver hair began to turn black, and new large black hairs grew at the same time.

In addition, his skin is stretching and wrinkles are disappearing.

He is using a means to activate his own spirit, from an old body to a middle-aged, young man, so that his spirit is completely at its peak.

But Lin Feng was not afraid. He sprinted quickly from high altitude and killed the old man of the Scarlet Flame Sect.

"boom!"

The old man of the Chiyan Sect finally turned into a majestic middle-aged man with black hair. He raised his hand and slapped it at Lin Feng. The big scarlet handprint was like the hand of Vulcan, and Mount Tai was pressing on the top. The pressure was simply intimidating. Go crazy.

However, Lin Feng was not afraid, picked up the dragon corpse, fully activated it, thunder and lightning were densely packed, all rushing over there.

The dragon corpse is also a creature close to the holy realm. Even though he has lost his soul, his body is still alive and vigorous. In a sense, he is more motivating and stronger than an impeccable sacred artifact.

Rumble...

An earth-shattering explosion occurred in that piece of void land, all the wind, snow and clouds were destroyed, and various terrible energies were intertwined and agitated.

Lin Feng rushed forward, raised the dragon corpse and struggling to cut it down. The Chiyan Sect old man snarled, tit-for-tat, without showing weakness, and slammed the stove fiercely.

The scene instantly became extremely astonishing, as if the ancient gods were fighting, Lin Feng and the old man of the Chiyan Sect furiously blasted each other with Taoism, magical powers, physical warfare skills, and spiritual secrets........

The two of them were so dim that they fought frantically for a full half daylight scene, and the old man of the Chiyan Sect seemed to be exhausted.

"kill!"

Lin Feng seized the opportunity to fully use the magical magic in the glass beads, double the energy, forbidden by the gods, and invade all the methods, and drove a large area of ​​thunder to smash the past.

boom!

The old man of Chi Yanzong madly resisted, but Lin Feng still found the flaw, and hit his chest with a punch, bombarding him flying horizontally, bleeding into the sky.

"kill!"

Lin Feng beat the falling water dog painfully, and his aura became stronger and stronger, like the Thunder Emperor came to the world, he rushed over again, not giving the other party the slightest chance to breathe.

Bang bang bang...

The old man of the Red Flame Sect kept on parrying. The stove in his hand was pitted and chopped by war knives and dragon corpses. In the end, it was not blocked. Lin Feng stepped on his chest with one foot after another, and almost all of them were the same. A location.

Suddenly, he coughed up blood again, his chest sank straight and his bones broke.

The state of the Chiyan Sect old man became more and more unhealthy, from the look of a middle-aged man who was full of energy and swallowing mountains and rivers, quickly changed back to the look of a withered old man.

"I'm not reconciled!" The old man of the Chiyan Sect looked gloomy and crazy. At this time of the war, he knew that he was about to lose and he was not far from death.

This made him unacceptable, unspeakable anger and jealousy. In order to get to this point, he has put in countless efforts, accumulated over thousands of years, but what about Lin Feng?