Peerless Martial God

These horrible demon wolves are all staring at Lin Feng, their eyes are chilly and dead, and the four-legged steel-like hooves ring on the ground, slowly coming towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng wanted to mobilize the power of the real yuan. However, the moment he was just moving, he was snorted, and a dead air leaked from the space toward him, as if he was closer to death.

Lin Feng immediately stopped and his face changed suddenly. In this valley of death, he could not mobilize the power of the real yuan. Otherwise, he was looking for a dead end and letting the gas of death invade the body.

"All things are empty, everything is empty!" Lin Feng muttered, as if to understand the meaning of this voice, into the empty, the real power can not be used, falling into the death mountains, the martial arts people, can only rely on the flesh Strength, in this crisis-filled death valley, the power of the flesh can make people live.

"Hey!" A demon wolf vacated, flew toward Lin Feng, and the claws shone with the light of the demon. Lin Feng tried to use the power of the Buddha and found that the power of the Buddha can flow through the flesh, and suddenly let Lin Feng give birth to a gratitude. Fortunately, there is also a tyrannical means.

The palm of the hand turned into a huge slap, and fiercely smashed toward the demon wolf. The sound of the bang came out, and the wolf was slammed back and forth, and Lin Feng, he actually felt his palm numb, and he could not help but change his face again.

"The body is so hard?" Lin Feng squinted for a while, staring at the demon wolf, the body was cast like steel, as if he had practiced the nine-turn Buddha magic, so that the body is strong, like the body of steel.

"Oh..." The wolf made a deep snoring, and a pair of enchanting scorpions stared at Lin Feng. Their four hooves were striking the ground, approaching Lin Feng, and the surrounding wolves were all moving. A terrible dead air flew over to Lin Feng, making Lin Feng feel extremely uncomfortable, as if he could be buried at any time and died in the valley.

"Hey, hey..." The body of the demon wolf vacated, all rushed toward Lin Feng, Lin Feng's eyes were cold and indifferent, flashing through the light of the dark magic road, the power of the terrible magical power continued, Lin Feng's entire body became solemn. Cold, like a demon, the magic of the body is constantly flowing.

"Get out of the way!" Lin Feng screamed, and the horror of the magical road took a shot, suddenly around his body, a magical light burst, palm prints, the space rumbling, the magic light seems to be a hazy day The waves, fierce and endless, smashed toward the demon wolf.

"Boom, bang..." The magic road palm prints on the body of the demon wolf, and all the body of the demon wolf is banged back. However, those terrible demon wolves just rolled on the ground twice, and once again climbed up, the body cast by steel seems to be immortal. Do not destroy, let Lin Feng feel a headache.

The ** of these demon wolves is too arrogant.

Looking at the demon wolves once again climbed up, facing his poor eyes, Lin Feng snorted, his heart moved, the hands appeared in the magic stone, suddenly a terrible suppression of the gas from the magic stone streak out, to The devil will be suppressed and suppressed.

Those wolves felt the terrible power of the demon stone, and they all showed the look of fear. With a slamming sound, the body of the wolf ran wildly and violently, as if they were extremely afraid of the stone, so Lin Feng, who was ready to fight, smashed. Then, the helpless stone monument was collected.

"Amazing valley." Lin Feng whispered, those demon wolves, obviously only mysterious demon, and the low-ranking mysterious demon, but the bombs are not dying, the body is quite straight is chasing the demon, and these The beast has an instinctive fear of his enemies.

"Is it true that the Death Valley is as rumored that the demon stone is suppressing the terrible devil, so the monsters here have instinctive fears on the stone." Lin Feng’s heart is dark, his eyes are looking towards the valley ahead. Going, his induction is getting clearer and clearer, and the magic sword is in the depths of the valley.

Lin Feng's footsteps were very difficult to lift, and then stepped out and walked toward the depths of the valley ahead. Like the Death Mountain, everything was empty.

Whether it is empty or not, is it that the power is empty and is completely sealed off.

There are many monsters in the rolling valley, all of which are full of terrible death, a breath, Lin Feng will immediately feel a gas of death to invade his body, wipe out his breath of life, let He became a dead man, but in order to reduce unnecessary trouble, Lin Feng put the magic stone in his hand, and suddenly many of the monsters were awe-inspiring and did not dare to start with Lin Feng.

Just as Lin Feng was in front of him, the sudden, in front of him, a horrible death whirlwind, the dark shadow of horror skyrocketed, and the sky was buried in an instant, Lin Feng looked up, his eyes slightly lost.

The crows are all fine, all of them are crows, dense and overwhelming. The gas of death from the sky shrouded in the sky and infiltrated into Lin Feng’s body, so that Lin Feng’s body seemed to be turned into black, and he was constantly invaded by death. I feel like I am going to be a dead person.

The gas of death infiltrated by thousands of crows is terrible. Lin Feng can imagine that a powerful force that cannot be used by the real power has stepped into it, and it is impossible to resist this deadly invasion. Once the power of the true Yuan is used, it will only accelerate the death and enter the Death Mountain. It will surely die, and it is impossible to go out alive.

Lin Feng was a Buddha, and his body was full of golden light. It was like a Buddha's light. The evil spirits did not invade and covered his body. The dead air gradually faded away, letting Lin Feng have a breather, just now. Let him not dare to breathe.

However, the golden light of Buddhism is full of vitality, but the gas of death has turned into a terrible storm, constantly blasting on the Buddha's light of Lin Feng, and constantly eroding the Buddha's light.

Lin Feng’s nine-turned magical Buddha power ran wildly, maintaining the Buddha’s light, while his footsteps stepped out and rushed forward.

Thousands of Ravens did not intend to let him go, and countless black shadows rushed toward Lin Feng. Lin Feng’s pupils were indifferent, and the heart of the Jade Emperor appeared in the hands, and they shot in the void. The sound of the rumble came out, and the vast emperor’s voice The endless terrible pressure of the gas releaser, the crow is blocked, and Lin Feng’s body is hidden under the palace, and the footsteps are rushing forward.

Going deeper into the valley, close to the direction of the magic sword, the gas of death will become stronger and stronger. Lin Feng seems to hear countless devils screaming, as if the ghost is roaring, extremely harsh, people want Crazy.

At the foot of Lin Feng, there are a lot of dead bones. Their bodies have already been eaten away by the monsters, leaving only the body. These should be the human strong who once entered the death valley, and the human beings who can enter here are strong. The strength must be extremely terrible, but in the end it is impossible to explore the mystery of the Death Valley and die on the road.

The left hand is holding the Jade Emperor's Palace, and the right hand is holding the magic stone. The Lin Feng at this moment cannot be stopped. All the demon who dares to block his body shape must be suppressed or oppressed by the palace. Lin Feng is also unscrupulous. There are living people, it is a forbidden place for death.

"Close." Lin Feng felt the instigation of the magic sword, getting closer and closer to him, and rushing forward again, a terrible pressure to suppress the gods, as if the pressure of the Jade Emperor Palace was uploaded. They were all suppressed, and the radiance of the glory became dim, and the stone of the demon in the hands of Lin Feng was even more bleak.

In front of Lin Feng, there is a valley. There is a mountain peak in the valley. It is smooth and washable. The black mountain peaks, the incomparable and terrible suppression force, are infiltrated from the mountain peaks.

If you look closely, this mountain is not a mountain at all, but just a huge stone monument, as vast as a mountain.

"seal!"

Lin Feng’s footsteps stopped and stared at the huge mountain peaks. The words on the top were too horrible, as if they were to seal everything, every stroke seemed to contain endless power of heaven and earth. At one point, they all have a terrible charm, and they are made up of terrible sacred patterns.

In front of this engraved word, a giant sword is inserted obliquely, which is extremely huge, and it is a sword that is infiltrated with a terrible magical spirit. It is a magic sword!

"The magic stone monument!"

Lin Feng murmured, this is the real magic stone, than the small stone in his hand, I don’t know how many times it is powerful, and I don’t know how terrible it is!

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