Peerless Martial God

Sudden tyrannical attacks made the sword dust suddenly stiffen, and the anger was soaring, the palms of the palms were caught, and the infinite swordsmen gathered together to penetrate everything, and all of them went to Lin Feng in the ancient tripod.

At this time, Lin Feng was also angry. The array of light in Wanhua Baoding seemed to make the souls of the gods burn wildly. The horrible death of the dragonfly trembled and trembled in the heart of the people, even other people. They all feel as if they are dying to erode themselves, as if they are going to die, not to mention facing Lin Feng’s sword dust directly. He feels that the terrible death screams are constantly beaten in his heart, and the invisible death force rushes into the madness. Among his body, there is endlessness, along with Lin Feng’s hundreds of thousands of deaths, which is the attack of Dacheng’s death, and the time is centered on Gu Ding, and the void brings together a terrible death storm. .

Jian Chen is the strongest of the Heavenly Emperor. Even if he is faced with such pressure, he will still not retreat. He burns the sword in his body. He steps out in one step, and suddenly the infinite sword is shot toward the front. In an instant, Lin Feng only feels that there is a sword in the spirit of the gods who is attacking and killing. He wants to break through his soul. At the same time, the infinite sword ignores the void distance and kills from his sky. The power is endless.

"I will see how strong your vitality is." Lin Feng looks indifferent, and suddenly, his spirit suddenly emerges from the body, rushing into the ancient tripod, blending with it, suddenly, Wanhua Baoding crazy Rotating, the death storm went straight into the sky. At the same time, Gu Ding directly rushed to Jian Chen, and the sound of eighteen death knells rushed into the other side's mind to win the other's life.

"Why can't you attack his soul?" Jian Chen looks stiff, the soul and the flesh seem to be separated, and the death of the death is eroded, making the death mark on his body more and more scary. As if you really want to step into death.

"Get out of the way." A roar, Zhou Tian gathered three thousand giant swords, and at the same time broke the air, the terrible sound of the cymbals came out and oscillated above the ancient tripod. However, at this moment, the ancient tripod made a streamer, and did not continue to rush to the sword dust. Instead, they attacked the strongmen of the realm of the Emperor Jianzong.

"Hey!" A death scream came out suddenly. I saw that the Jianzong strongman in a large emperor was covered in ash. Immediately, his spirit was inseparable and could not be controlled. He was directly swallowed into Gu Ding. As a dead person, the flesh is swallowed up, and the screams are screaming. Whether it is the soul or the flesh, it is refining.

At this time, Lin Feng's soul was integrated into Wanhua Baoding. This Wanhua Baoding is his deity. He is Wanhua Baoding. The next moment, he also shocked another strong sword, the sword Zongqiang The face was stiff and the body exploded. However, Lin Feng did not give him a chance. The death singer played for him, and the death came. Lin Feng’s death path merged into the ancient ding, and the power was absolutely super scary. of.

"This kind of road is comparable to the road of great perfection and the way of death. It can kill people in a flash." At this time, the seven nights of Tianjun looked at Lin Feng’s attack, and the heart was quite shocked. It is indeed a horror, a great perfection, and it is generally the strongest of the realm of the Holy Spirit that can be realized. Moreover, this road is still the way of death. Therefore, even the tyrannical figures of the realm of the great emperor, they Empty has a fighting power, but it can't be played at all. If you are shocked, it will almost kill you. If you kill you, no matter what you sacrifice, you will have no chance. You will directly kill the living and kill you. The soul of the gods.

Jian Chen saw Lin Feng sweeping his face and suddenly became blue. This is not only as simple as hitting his face. Lin Feng, this is a massacre of the great emperor of his sword, and what he can’t bear is Lin Feng. It’s just a strong man in the realm of the Emperor’s kingdom, but it kills their great emperor here, and even if he can’t bear the path of death that is comparable to perfection, every trip can be really stripped. His life made him fall into death.

"Ah..." The screams of screams, the soul of a great emperor is integrated into the Wanhua Baoding of Lin Feng, and they have become the power of Wanhua Baoding. When Lin Feng starts the soul of the soul, Wanhua Baoding can The power exerted has become more powerful, and Jian Chen has been gathering at the top of the sword, but it is not a broken treasure. It is a terrible treasure, a very senior soldier.

When the strongman of Jianzong died and fled, soon, Wanhua Baoding once again succumbed to the sword dust. The sword dust did not break the Wanhua Baoding, and he could not fight at all. He only saw him gather together. The blade of the stock has no blade storm, and then the figure disappeared in the storm, and the death storm was entangled. The next moment, above the sky, suddenly there was a sword light, it was Jian Chen, he seemed to be transformed into a sword. A sword came out and directly entered Wanhua Baoding. The soul of Lin Feng was integrated into Wanhua Baoding, and he killed his body.

Seeing this scene Lin Feng secretly sneered, this is Jian Chen himself is looking for death, a strange atmosphere is filled, in an instant, Lin Feng's body wrapped, as if his body is gone, Jian Chen incarnation as a sword, from the sky However, the instant assassination in the interior of Wanhua Baoding, the horrible shock of the smashing sound, the power of the killing, directly hit Wanhua Baoding from the sky in the lake, rushed into the bottom of the lake.

However, at this moment, the infinite beam of light in Wanhua Baoding was lit up at the same time, and hundreds of thousands or even millions of death marks were directly branded on the horrible sword, which made the blade instantly dark. Many people's eyes looked toward the lake, and the eyes seemed to penetrate everything. The white girl's figure flickered and rushed directly into the lake, only to see the collapse of the temples under the sky, huge Wanhua Baoding’s crazy rotation moves and destroys everything.

Within the Wanhua Baoding, the sword is like a sword of incarnation, and at the same time, it is worn in the hole of the earth that shines on every line of Guding, as if you want to give the pattern in the ancient tripod. Broken, but this ancient tripod is not known to cast Lin Feng, but the inside of the array is absolutely super horrible, can be so easily cracked, no matter how many swordsman, they must be branded to death, that has life The sword, as if it is whining, is falling.

The sword of the deity of Jian Chen seems to realize that it is not right. He thought that with his supreme attacking power, once he rushed into it, he could directly kill Lin Feng’s soul, but Lin Feng’s soul seemed to be like It has already been completely integrated with this Wanhua Baoding, and it is impossible to break it.

Moreover, at this moment, Jian Chen wants to go as if he could not do it. At this time, he seems to be in a dead starry sky. This is the world of death. The giant sword is rampant, but only the dark ancient tripod appears in front of him. Going in and out, it seems that it will not go out. Even Lin Feng’s body is gone, and only death is left.

"broken!"

A roar, then the sound of the rolling, filled, but still useless, the death of the brand continues to be imprinted on the sword, the light of the soul of the madness of the power of the ancient Ding, to refine the soul contained in the sword.

At this time, Lin Feng is also very depressed. Such an attack is so difficult to kill each other. It can be seen how difficult a powerful Tiandi person wants to kill. This is not a level with the people of the Great Empire. However, this person is actually Have already come in, don't want to go out again, you must die, do not smelt his spirit into the tripod, how to be worthy of this huge consumption, at least let the other party's powerful spirit to complement those burning soul power.

Millions of death brands are branded, and the momentum of the sword is getting weaker and weaker. Gradually, the virtual shadow of Jian Chen seems to show up. I saw him twitching, and the sword repair of the realm of heaven and earth, it seems that there is fear. I am very scared. Is he going to fall into the hands of a kid in the Wuhuang Realm today?

I saw his phantom standing there, there is a breath of arrogance, but no matter how arrogant his temperament, Lin Feng has only one purpose, killing each other, refining his soul, whether you are the Great or the Emperor, you must die.

In the slow past, the shadow of Jian Chen is getting weaker and weaker. Looking at the death brand is still on his body. His gaze reveals a sad look and sighs: "I didn't expect my sword dust today, actually Fallen in the hands of the district Wuhuang."

"If you can always exist in the ancient tripod, and witness my future, maybe one day, you will not have such a sigh again." The voice of indifference came out, revealing the supremacy of overbearing, Actually, Jian Chen’s heart trembled, and then he saw him nodded slightly. He did not continue to do unnecessary resistance. The soul began to be refining and gradually integrated into the ancient tripod.