The light is more and more prosperous, and the terrible momentum appears in an instant. The light disperses. Ten immortal emperors stand there. Although they are only immortal souls, their momentum still looks terrible!

"The spirits of the ten immortal emperors are a bit interesting. There were countless immortal emperors who died under their own hands. I didn't expect to see their spirits today. I see. At the beginning, someone recycled their spirits and locked them in the flute. But I didn't expect that they would be in your hands. With your strength, isn't it too weak?"

Ling Feng looked at the ten eyes closed in front of the Immortal Emperor dead, a disdainful face said, Ling Feng body that terrible momentum burst out, let a person tremble, in Ling Feng momentum burst out of the moment.

The eyes of the ten immortal emperors opened, and a terrible momentum broke out, competing with Ling Feng. They were the cultivation of the Immortal Emperor, and their momentum was very terrible. One of them frowned and said:

"I'm familiar with whose breath it is. How can I tremble like this? I'm really familiar with it. Who is it and who is it?"

Hearing this voice, many immortals on the ground frowned, and even some members of the immortals league with low accomplishments showed a look of pain on their faces. They frowned and used their aura to constantly fight against the explosion of the ten immortals! Even Chen Bing and others are like this!

"All of you step back fifty steps, withdraw your momentum, and let your mind go!" Seeing their appearance, the blue wind sword emperor said faintly, in the face of the spirits of the Immortal Emperor, if they use the momentum to fight, it is the challenge to the Immortal Emperor. Quarrel, will be more and more uncomfortable, more and more painful, finally burst body and die!

After hearing the words of the blue wind sword emperor, everyone stepped back 50 steps, and then removed their momentum. With their hind legs, the pressure on their bodies disappeared instantly. At this time, the spirits of ten immortal emperors surrounded Ling Feng. They looked at Ling Feng, and their eyes were full of murderous spirit. They were all the most satisfied works of Xiandi. They were not dead, they were afraid of strength!

"It's a little interesting. You should be Emperor Wen. Do you forget how you were killed by the emperor?"

Looking at the ten immortal emperors around him, Ling Feng holds Xuanyuan sword, points to the soul of an Immortal Emperor, and says loudly. At the same time, the momentum on his body suddenly bursts out, which makes people afraid. No one dares to step forward!

"Damn it, it's the supreme sword emperor, the sword emperor, it's the sword emperor. Go to hell!"

Hearing Ling Feng's words, the spirits of the dead of Emperor Wen fluctuated greatly. He seemed to think of the battle that he fell in that year, and directly burst out a flame in his mouth. The flame is pure white, which is a high-density spirit fire refined with spirit Qi, and also an imitation made by imitating the origin of fire in that year!

"You're looking for death to deal with me with imitations!"

Seeing his imitation Linghuo, Ling Feng disdains to say that in his eyes, even the source of fire has become a part of Ling Feng's body. What's the use of this kind of imitation against him? In addition, he was in purgatory, and even the real chaos black inflammation could not burn Ling Feng. Now it's just a high imitation. To deal with Ling Feng is to play a big knife in front of Guan Gong?

Lingfeng words fall, big hand a wave, directly a chaos black inflammation rushed up, and then he leisurely closed his eyes, when Lingfeng closed his eyes of the moment, the remaining nine Immortal Emperor undead started, countless unique moves toward Lingfeng rushed up!

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