Ultimate Powerful Young Man

At this time, the mighty golden statue of Anubis, the God of death, was gradually swallowed up by the sand vortex. A palace full of black gas gradually appeared in the quicksand vortex. First, a small black hall appeared, and then the black hall, which was at least hundreds of times larger than the Golden Hall, floated out of the sand

"Your house of the dead is very good. If you guess correctly, the house of the dead has no entity and is completely constructed by the power of the soul."

Lin Feng looked at the magnificent hall of the dead and said that the majestic power of the soul made him a little helpless, which had a lot of temptation for him.

"You've guessed half right. The hall of the dead is indeed condensed by the power of the soul, but it's not the top of the dead. It's just a gate."

Anubis, the God of death, said proudly that the hall of the dead was actually the underworld of ancient Egypt. It was the whole space. How could there be only one hall, but it was only a gate and magnificent.

"Oh?"

Lin Feng couldn't help whispering that it was just a gate, which he really didn't expect. After all, the area of the hall was not small, but such a big hall was just the gate of the underworld in Egypt. It seems that he underestimated the God of death anubis.

"By the way, Lin Feng, my God's death Legion consumed so much just now. Why didn't you see any energy fluctuation? If you use magic tools to collect them, give them back to my God. Besides, you can't use those soul forces..."

Anubis, the God of death, while controlling the hall of the dead to fly up, said to Lin Feng that although he did not know what strength Lin Feng was, Lin Feng was a man of flesh and blood. Since he was a man, he would not absorb the power of the soul. Although the individuals of those death legions were very weak, it would be a huge power of the soul if they were added together.

At this time, the palace had appeared in front of them, but under the hall of the dead, there were bursts of illusions. Lin Feng felt obvious spatial fluctuations, which proved that the hall of the dead in front of him was actually a gate, not the whole hall of the dead.

"Gollum!"

Lin Feng swallowed a mouthful of water and looked at the hall of the dead. His eyes were all green. It was like seeing a treasure. In fact, no wonder he, because the soul power of the hall of the dead was too pure. It was the result of countless years of refining. Such pure soul power was an absolute tonic for Lin Feng.

"What's your expression, boy? Don't you want to say that the undead legion of God was swallowed by you directly? Can you still absorb the power of soul?"

Anubis, the God of death, also felt a bad feeling at this time. Cold sweat came out from his back. The hall of the dead was their underworld. If it was swallowed up by Lin Feng, their world would be in chaos. Even the God of death could not bear the consequences.

"No, I did absorb your death legions, but I can't absorb the temple of the dead!"

Lin Feng said with a smile, but he couldn't help but shed a drop of saliva. The soul power of the temple of the dead is really pure to a certain level. Even Lin Feng can't stand it. He firmly believes that if the pure soul power of the temple of the dead is refined, he will

"Whoosh!"

At this time, anubis, the God of death, stopped Lin Feng with a vigorous step, looked at Lin Feng and said, "you see, you even drool. If you really have the idea of the house of the dead, the God will fight with you!"

"Well, if I really have to move this mind, do you think you can stop me?"

Lin Feng looked at anubis, the God of death, and said with a smile, with his current strength, he can kill anubis, the God of death, and then directly win the treasure, but now he didn't do that, just didn't plan to do so.

"I don't care, but I am the God in charge of the underworld, and the temple of the dead is the underworld. If you..."

Anubis, the God of death, put his sickle across his chest and said vigilantly that the house of the dead is more important than his life. As long as he dares to spy on the house of the dead, he can't let go. Even if he dies in war, he can't let the house of the dead slip. This is his responsibility as the Lord of the underworld, the God of death.

"Well, let's go in and have a look. I still want to see if the underworld of Egypt is the same as ours."

Lin Feng said faintly, then stepped forward, and his body directly turned into a residual shadow. In this way, he walked directly beside anubis, the God of death. However, anubis, the God of death, had no reaction. He didn't even see Lin Feng's real body clearly. He just saw several residual shadows. Then Lin Feng appeared behind him and walked towards the hall of the dead.

"This... How is this possible..."

Anubis, the God of death, was struck by lightning. The dog's face was full of surprise and disbelief. Lin Feng walked directly in front of him. He not only didn't see how Chu Linfeng passed, but also didn't feel a trace of energy fluctuation. That is to say, Lin Feng easily walked in front of him without using his own energy!

"You're a good guide. If you stay there any longer, I'll go in by myself. If you don't pay attention to absorb something, you can't blame me!"

Lin Feng stood less than 100 meters away from anubis, the God of death, and said that if he hadn't considered forming an alliance with anubis to fight against the tree of the world, he really wanted to devour the death Temple directly. The power of the soul here is much more pure than the power of the soul quenched by the big mill in the Chinese underworld.

"You guy!"

Anubis, the God of death, said that now he also understood that there was still a big gap between him and Lin Feng. If Lin Feng really wanted to devour the hall of the dead, he really couldn't stop it. Even if he tried hard, it seemed to be useless, but now he was pleased that Lin Feng seemed to have no intention to devour the hall of the dead.

"My mouth is watering again. If you don't do a good guide, I'll find something to do by myself. Don't blame me if I can't hold back and eat the dead temple!"

Lin Feng said with a smile. It's just a joke. The temple of the dead is the underworld of Egypt. If you want to devour the whole King's temple, it will take many years. Conservative estimates say that you can't swallow it for thousands of years, but Lin Feng doesn't have so much time to spend here for so long.

"As long as you don't have the idea of the temple of the dead!"

Anubis, the God of death, gave Lin Feng a hard look and said that although he knew he couldn't beat Lin Feng, he was also a real warrior. Even if he knew he was defeated, he wouldn't shrink back. Protecting the hall of the dead is his mission, which he knows very well, but now Lin Feng obviously didn't mean to devour the hall of the dead, so he's relieved.

After all, his strength is really not enough to fight against Lin Feng. He can accept the situation now. Although he has lost 60% of the death corps, it doesn't matter. As long as the hall of the dead is still there, it can be supplemented in a short time. But if the hall of the dead is gone, the foundation is destroyed, and it will be all over at that time.

"Ha ha..."

Lin Feng chuckled twice, which was also helpless for anubis in Si mountain. Obviously, he had said he would not fight the house of the dead, but anubis, the God of death, still made a cruel remark. It can be seen how important the house of the dead is to anubis, the God of death. It can also be seen that anubis, the God of death, is definitely a real man who would rather not bend.

However, these Lin Feng naturally doesn't matter. He just wants to get some useful clues from the God of death anubis, and can pull the God of death anubis into the army of anti world trees. Since he has planned to win over, he will never touch the bottom line of the God of death anubis.

At this time, Lin Feng has come to the hall of the dead. Looking at the door of this extraordinary Hall of the dead, he can't help but sigh. Think that ancient Egypt also stresses ostentation, likes to use gold for decoration, and the tomb is also a huge pyramid. The gate of the underworld is still the hall of the dead formed entirely by the power of the soul. It's really luxurious enough.

Using the power of soul to make a palace is much more precious than gold. In front of the hall of the dead, there are twelve black pillars, each of which is hundreds of meters thick and tens of thousands of meters high. Because the power of soul is too pure and solid, the black pillars shine like black gold, but Lin Feng swept them with divine knowledge, But I saw countless souls roaring inside

"How about our underworld gate?"

Anubis, the God of death, said proudly that this entrance is also a place he likes to talk about. Of course, those undead will not enter the underworld at this entrance. This is a special channel only for their gods.

"Good!"

Lin Feng smiled and said that he was curious about the hall of the dead, and even had an impulse to swallow it.

"Let's talk inside. It's more magnificent!"

Anubis, the God of death, said quickly. Now he wanted to slap his dog on the face. Originally, Lin Feng didn't mean to devour the house of the dead. He was still showing off here. Isn't he looking for death!

After that, seeing that Lin Feng didn't mean to walk quickly, he kept looking at the hall of the dead. This made anubis, the God of death, no longer calm. He quickly stepped forward and directly put his extremely thick arm around Lin Feng's shoulder, After that, he said intimately: "brother Lin Feng, it's fate to meet today. I have a lot of good things there. Let's take a few steps quickly. I have to make a good contribution to the friendship of the host!"