God Of Martial Arts

"What a tough soul, the big pest must have encountered a great crisis that day, otherwise it will not stop me from coming down." Lin Feng said in his heart that such a strong spirit of death, based on the cultivation of the great insect pests in the past, would not have killed him without the sacred dragon axe in his hand.

"Seal!" Lin Feng's palm trembled, and suddenly a terrible force of sealing demons bloomed. The void trembled. The dead spirits seemed to be still and all were sealed. Now Lin Feng's understanding of the power of sealing demons is more and more terrible.

"Burn and kill!" Lin Feng drinks coldly, the terrible Yang Huo Zhen Yuan gathers, turns into the terrible dark fire lotus, like the nether world, wants to destroy everything.

The black flames spread out one after another, entangled all the dead spirits, and all of a sudden, the harsh voices came out one after another, and the voices of those dead people were extremely sharp and ugly, struggling in the fire.

"You will not die if you do not believe."

Lin Feng strengthened the power of the flame, and at the same time, the power of refining penetrated, and the harsh voice became louder and louder. Finally, some dead souls turned into flying ash and disappeared in the void.

Gradually, the shrill voice disappeared, and all the dead died in the fire. After all, they were just the life transformed by the remnant soul, which was not really immortal. The owners of those corpses were already dead.

Poor Qi just swaggered out at this time, a pair of arrogant world give up their own spirit, low voice curse: "a group of dead also dare to arrogant in front of the emperor, Lin Feng, there seems to be an entrance, bang open, we go in to have a look, do not know how big this small world is."

"Old man never dies!" Lin Feng really wants to kick in the poor and strange, let him to a dog eat excrement, this old undead is not a thing, should beat, but now very moment, maybe in this still need to rely on this old bastard, so Lin Feng also tolerated.

Walking forward, Lin Feng blows the ruins away with a fist, which is really an entrance.

"Go Lin Feng's figure twinkles, and is about to go towards those entrances.

"Wait!" Poor Qi called out, Lin Feng stopped.

"These corpses are all treasures. They are definitely good materials for refining holy vessels. Do you just throw them away?" Poor Qi severely despises Lin Feng.

"You have to think about other people's bones. It's not kind of you to think about them. What the hell is the emperor?" Lin Feng gave a low scolding, but his movements didn't stop. He put those corpses away, which left the poor stunned. It's shameless.

there are still ruins in front of him, and there are damages everywhere. The small world seems to be connected palaces. The broken powerful weapons are scattered on the ground, and there is no glory in the past, or even buried by the ruins.

"They're all sacred vessels, but they're all broken. It's a pity, otherwise you'll be rich." Poor Qi murmured.

Lin Feng also clearly saw everything in front of him. The golden bell was now dark and gray, with cracks on it. The ancient mirror was broken and could not be restored. There were also split gourds, knives and swords cut into several pieces, and black shields full of cracks.

These weapons, even if they have been sleeping for thousands of years, can still feel the strong spirit contained in them. For example, the corpse in front of Lin Feng holds a square heaven drawing halberd in his hand. It seems that the square heaven drawing halberd can split the earth, and there are many terrible cracks under the ground. But now the square heaven drawing halberd is also broken and cracked, and there is no longer the past The power of the.

"What kind of terrible war happened in ancient times? Even Emperor Wu's small world was broken. Everywhere were the remains of the world's most powerful men. Holy vessels were easily chopped here just like ordinary weapons." Lin Feng was shocked. It was so terrible that it was hard to imagine the terror of people in the ancient battlefield. He could kill the sacred weapon by waving his hand.

Yang Zilan auctioned the unique fierce spear, which should be the survivor of the sacred weapon. It flowed into the wild sea and was buried in the barren stone. It was lucky to get it from the Jiulong island. From its terrible ferocity, you can feel the power of the sacred weapon. I am afraid many of these broken sacred weapons have the incomparable power of the unique fierce spear.

"Put it away, put it away." Although poor Qi felt that it was a pity, his eyes were still shining: "although these things were damaged, which led to the split of holy lines and could not exert the power of sacred vessels, they are still the top materials for refining holy vessels. Even if we find some powerful masters in the future, we will have a chance to repair them."

Lin Feng nodded. Of course, he couldn't miss these things. He began to sweep them again. No matter whether they were bones or broken sacred vessels, they were all taken away, and none of them was let go.

"Hum!"

When Lin Feng collected the Fang Tian Hua halberd which was inserted on the ground, he saw a terrible and illusory shadow among the halberds, rushing towards Lin Feng, as if to integrate into Lin Feng's body.

"Boom The flame on Lin Feng's body was burning wildly in an instant. The hurricane shrouded her body, and her body retreated wildly. Her soul was still sealed in the broken sacred vessel.

"I've been self styled for countless years, and finally someone comes." This virtual shadow spits out a sound, unreal long hair flutters fiercely, eyes with burning meaning, floating in the void, staring at Lin Feng.

"I met an old monster!" Lin Feng secretly scolded him for his bad luck. If he was really immortal for thousands of years, it should not be a complete soul, but it is obviously much stronger than the remnant soul. He has been self proclaimed among his holy soldiers, and now he is born.Poor and strange is very ungrateful to retreat, even in the slip, which makes Lin Feng have the impulse to vomit blood, livestock, at this time, he is not righteous to run away.

"Lin Feng, he's just a soul without flesh. Sacrifice your sacred vessels to kill him." Poor Qi is very righteous behind the agitation, he supports Lin Feng in spirit.

"There is still a poor man." The empty shadow looked at the poor and strange, and showed a funny look in his eyes. Then he said to Lin Feng, "boy, give me your body. I will make you a strong existence. I and you are inseparable from each other."

"Dream!" The light was shining, and Lin Feng offered a Tianji sword. It was a sword that was directly cut out and chopped at the other side.

"Boom!" The sound of the explosion spreads out, but Lin Feng finds that the soul of the other party is scattered, and Tianji sword is actually cut into nothingness.

A wisp of soul re condensed into human form, the other party stare at Lin Feng and sneer: "useless, give me the body, you are me, I am you, you have nothing to worry about!"

The shadow drifted towards Lin Feng like a ghost. His eyes were full of greed. For countless years, he did not know how he had endured it. Today, someone finally sent the body.

"Lin Feng, come out." At this time, Lin Feng heard the voice of the poor, did not think about it. After splitting a sword again, he turned around and ran away, running towards the place where he had just come in.

The ghost shadow was not in a hurry at all, and floated towards Lin Feng. Poor Qi and Lin Feng reached a dead end and leaned against a sealed wall, making Xu Ying's face show a ferocious smile.

"For so many years, I don't know what the world is like now. I can finally see the sky and the sun." The shadow stepped out of the split hole and continued to walk towards Lin Feng. However, at this moment, the bright lights rose up and made the shadow freeze there.

His face changed greatly, and the shadow lowered his head. He saw a holy pattern carved under him, from which the brilliance bloomed and enveloped his soul.

"Arrest the soul!"

Xu Ying murmured, and then his body seemed to tremble. A terrible light of swallowing bloomed in the holy stripe, which swallowed his body fiercely.

"Arrest the soul, how can a beast arrest the soul?" Virtual shadow roared wildly. However, at the moment, his whole body did not enter into the holy stripe array, leaving only a ferocious face outside, making an unwilling roar.

"Ghosts and wild ghosts dare to insult the emperor!" The poor and strange swaggered forward and beat the holy pattern fiercely. Suddenly, there was a false flame in the holy pattern.

The shadow of "ah" uttered a terrible scream, which was extremely sad. The poor and strange monster called himself the emperor and could arrange the power of the holy stripe.

Lin Feng comes forward. He is very poor in secret. He is kind enough. He deliberately runs away. The original purpose is to arrange holy patterns here and hold the soul of the other party in an instant.

"Although you exist in ancient times, the emperor is also a character of thousands of years ago. Although you are attached to the poor and strange body now, how can you, such as ants, humiliate and call Yan Emperor respectfully?" Poor Qi arrogant disease began to make again, let Lin Feng roll his eyes.

The shadow's eyes twinkled, and then said: "Yan Emperor, can you let me go? I'd like to follow you."

"Well, you are quite conscious. If you raise it yourself, I will give you a chance to sacrifice your master's soul, and I will take you as your servant."

"Let me go!" Virtual shadow's wild roar, sacrifice, the monster let him sacrifice, roar!

"It seems that you haven't fully realized it yet." Poor strange eyes are full of cunning look, this guy still wants to play with him, who is he, the great Emperor Yan.

The false fire of terror burns again, as if to refine the other party.

Lin Feng is very quiet. This ancient guy wants to play with the poor and strange guy. It's strange that he doesn't die by playing. The guy who has never died for a thousand years is definitely a personal talent.

"No, I will sacrifice!" The other side has no choice but to yield. If he does not agree, he will be tempered to death.

Poor Qi accepted the other party's sacrifice and became the master of the soul.

"What age are you from? Who owns this little world? What's your relationship with him? What kind of battles have taken place here? Are there traces of Emperor Wu in other small worlds? "

Lin Feng asked a lot of questions at one time. It would be more convenient for poor Qi to accept a servant. He just asked the other party to take him to find the relics of the emperor. If he was there, it would be much more convenient. After all, he was the strong man in the small world.